"Bang!"
"Wow~~"
Zhang Beihai, the platoon leader from the Beihai Navy garrison, listened to Tea Girl's story. He punched the small table next to him in anger. Unexpectedly, he punched the small table next to him with too much force and the table was already weak. Smashed to pieces.
He was bought by Xu Dayong at the Luoyang Market three years ago and sent to Beihai Town. In the 51st year of Qianlong's reign, there was a disaster in Henan. Three of Zhang Beihai's family starved to death. After burying his parents and sister, he took his fourteen-year-old brother and walked hundreds of miles south to Luoyang. . Zhang Beihai, who was already 18 years old at the time, witnessed starving people eating each other and countless people selling themselves under the false pretense along the way. The scene was something he would never forget.
If his sister were still alive, she would be almost as old as Tea Girl, right?
Thinking of this, he turned to look at Tea Girl with gentle eyes and asked: "How many abducted women like you are there in the barbarian camp in Jiangbei?"
The tea girl said: "Just in the brothel I stayed in before, more than 40 people were kidnapped from Guizhou. I don't know about other places."
Xu Dayong understood what Zhang Beihai meant and sighed and advised: "Beihai, we can't handle this kind of thing right now. Even if we rescue ten today, the traffickers will sell twenty more from Guizhou tomorrow."
Zhang Beihai said fiercely: "Our Beihai Navy is right. If we want the poor to have a way to survive, we must smash this evil world!"
Tea Girl listened to the conversation between the two, with a trace of panic in her eyes. grown ups? Smashed? Who are they?
Not to mention how everyone settled this poor woman, at noon on the second day, Xu Dayong found a home-like wine shop in Chaotianmen, and sent a half-year-old boy to the river beach to call Luo Sankui with a coin.
Luo Sankui is the Silly Kui mentioned before, but because he has a simple and honest face, he was often bullied when he was a tracker in his early years, so he got the nickname Silly.
As soon as they met, Luo Sankui hurriedly bowed to Xu Dayong and thanked him. He even said that he was just a poor person and did not deserve such kindness.
Xu Dayong smiled and cursed and asked him to sit down and talk. At this time, the waiter had already brought a pound of boiled wine, as well as braised pork head meat, pig offal and other dishes, which made Luo Sankui swallow his saliva with greed.
He worked as a porter on the pier every day and survived with only a dozen pennies. He could not afford meat all year round. At most, he could only occasionally buy a fish as a tooth sacrifice.
Luo Sankui was a little reserved at first, but later on he became more and more cheerful and his mouth was full of oil. After drinking for three rounds, he finally remembered what Li Shangyuan told him, so he burped and asked tentatively: "Mr. Xu, when you come to Chongqing this time, you don't know what you want to buy? You might as well let the ants take advantage of it." .”
"Sankui, are there many trackers stranded now?"
"Why not too much?" Luo Sankui put a piece of fat and oily pork head into his mouth and chewed a few mouthfuls, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and then added: "Almost 20,000 people, I heard Every now and then, people who died of starvation were buried in mass graves.”
Xu Da said "oh" and said calmly: "I have a business. If I start it, you will have enough food and clothing in your life."
Luo Sankui's eyes shone as he heard Xu Dayong continue: "Help me recruit people in Jiangbei to farm in northern Jiangsu."
When Luo Sankui heard this, he immediately remembered what happened last year, and he persuaded with lingering fear: "Mr. Xu, are you still thinking about that? If those bastards know about it, they will cause trouble for you again."
"You haven't joined the Tulu Society, have you?"
Luo Sankui suddenly became excited and hurriedly whispered: "Mr. Xu, this is not a joke! If someone from the government hears it, it will be a slap in the face."
Xu Dayong chuckled, turned around and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he reached into his arms, took out a deerskin bag containing more than a hundred coins, pushed it in front of Luo Sankui, and said: "Three Kui, please help me send a message to the tracker leaders in Jiangbei, saying that I, Mr. Xu, will treat them to a drink at the Xingshun in Jiangbei the night after tomorrow. You should also go there."
Luo Sankui glanced at the money bag, swallowed and said, "That's it?"
"That's it." Xu Da said with all his heart. I just wish those few grunts would cause trouble. He traveled all over the country for several years, but unexpectedly came to Chongqing and got into trouble. I was so angry that I felt aggrieved just thinking about it.
When Zhao Xin heard about this before the Chinese New Year, he asked him, would it be enough to transfer a platoon of people to you? After that, a platoon from the Beihai Town Garrison Regiment followed the empty boat to Sheyang Lake, and then followed him to Chongqing, and the platoon leader was none other than Zhang Beihai.
The regular army is really overqualified in fighting gangsters, and it is easy to deal with hundreds of them. What Xu Dayong wanted to do was to take advantage of this opportunity to kill all the leaders of the Tulu Society in Jiangbei Hall City, and see who would dare to challenge him in the future.
After the two separated, Luo Sankui, who had eaten and drank enough, returned to the mat tent on the river beach. After taking Xu Da's money, he didn't dare to tell the truth to Li Shangyuan because the other party was a slut.
When it got dark in the evening, Luo Sankui finished his work and came to a stilted building outside the city. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard a burst of curses coming from inside.
"I'm here to fuck your bastard! These turtles are worse than dogs!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Sankui quickly said: "Brother Desheng, it's me, Sankui. Which Chiqi San are you talking to?"
Not long after, the door opened and a middle-aged man walked out. Although he is only in his thirties, due to his rough and dark skin, he looks like a person in his forties. His facial features and facial features are all correct. It's just that this person is wearing clothes of very different colors, a thin crepe cotton robe in a brown color, a green cloth belt, a tea-green waistcoat, black overalls, and a pair of earthen boots on his feet. Cloth shoes, if you don't know them at first glance, you won't know what they do for a living.
When the middle-aged man saw that it was Luo Sankui, he said angrily: "What do you want from me?"
Luo Sankui said with a smile: "Brother Desheng, it's a good thing. I'll treat you to a drink."
"Eh~ Are you rich?" The middle-aged man looked at Luo Sankui curiously and saw a smile on his face. Then he turned around and went back to the house, knelt down and said to a seven or eight-year-old girl: "Be good, mother and I stay at home. Dad and my cousin are going to have a drink. Can I bring you some wine and food in the evening?"
After saying that, the middle-aged man stood up and stroked the girl's hair, said something to a woman lying on the bed in the room, turned around and walked out of the door.
Half an hour later, in a simple wine shop in a group of stilted buildings by the river, the dim yellow horn lantern was faintly swayed by the river wind. The middle-aged man calmly listened to Luo Sankui Luoli's rambling story, frowned and took a sip of wine, and then said: "You said this person named Xu is from North Su?"
"That's right." Luo Sankui said: "Brother Desheng, please help me make an idea. Can this business be done?"
The middle-aged man said: "It can be done, but after listening to you say so much, I still don't know the identity of the person named Xu. How about this, you can help me introduce him, and we will talk about everything after I finish talking."
Luo Sankui agreed, and then called the landlady over to settle the bill. This kind of small restaurant only costs a few dollars. If you want to eat better, order some meat from the barbecue basket outside the door.
However, after he finished paying the bill and went out, the middle-aged man said to Luo Sankui: "Lend me ten dollars first and I will pay you back in a few days."
Luo Sankui covered his money bag and said, "Brother Desheng, aren't you going to gamble again?"
"Fuck your mother! I'm buying a pig's ear and some oil cakes for Zhaodi. She was bullied today."
Luo Sankui knew that the other party loved his daughter the most, so he took out his money bag, took out ten dollars and gave it to her, and made an appointment to meet tomorrow.
The next morning, Luo Sankui arrived near Baoen Temple early in the morning and found the inn where Xu Dayong was staying. When Xu Dayong came out and saw Luo Sankui, he thought that the matter of tomorrow's meeting had been settled. Unexpectedly, after hearing Luo Sankui's words, he actually said that there was another person who wanted to get involved, and he suddenly became angry.
"Mr. Xu, that man's name is Wu Desheng. He is a good friend of mine. He is a very decent man. He used to work in the county government office earlier. Later, he offended Mr. Xiantian (the county magistrate) and was fired because of the transfer of toothpaste. It was only after I left the government office that I fell into despair. He is more familiar with things in Jiangbei than I am. I was lucky enough to meet Brother Desheng and was introduced to him as a porter."
Luo Sankui's words aroused Xu Dayong's interest, and he agreed to meet this person.
When Wu Desheng followed Luo Sankui to the inn, he was still wearing the same nondescript clothes as yesterday. The robe was stained with oil, the back of the waistcoat was stained by the hair, and the trousers and shoes were dusty.
Xu Dayong looked at what the other party was wearing and couldn't help frowning, thinking that this guy was too dirty.
