The morning sun hangs low on the treetops, like a big disk, emitting a vigorous light.
When Li Aiguo rode a tandem bicycle to Wang Dakui's house, Wang Dakui happened to be back from the pigeon market.
Behind him was a young man who looked like a stick.
"Patriotism is here."
After saying hello, Wang Dakui turned around and slapped the young man on the head: "Hurry up and call me brother."
"Brother Patriot." The young man raised his right hand respectfully and saluted.
Li Aiguo couldn't laugh or cry: "Dakui, who is this?"
"His name is Zhang Erpao, and he is a child of my uncle's family. His family's situation is similar to mine. He comes from a bad background, has no hope of going to school, and will not be able to find a job in the future. My uncle asked him to follow me to beg for money at the pigeon market. Eat.”
Boy, this is becoming a family business.
Li Aiguo took out a cigarette and threw it to Zhang Erpao: "Is it possible?"
"Even though I look young, I'm already an adult this year." Zhang Erpao took the cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth skillfully.
"Patriot, I heard Brother Dakui tell you about you. You are a train driver. You drive a big train. You are so awesome."
Wang Dakui slapped him on the forehead: "Call me brother, there are no rules."
Smoke came out of Zhang Erpao's nostrils and he nodded towards Wang Dakui: "Brother"
"Hey, did you deliberately disgrace me?"
Wang Dakui slapped him hard and was about to deal with Zhang Erpao, but Zhang Erpao had a blank look on his face: "I called you brother."
Li Aiguo finally saw that there was something wrong with Zhang Erpao's head.
He reached out and grabbed Wang Dakui: "Okay, don't embarrass the child, I have business with you."
When it came to business, Wang Dakui became alert and looked around.
"Come on, let's go inside and talk."
Entering the house, Wang Dakui stood on the window of the next door room and looked inside as usual.
"Mom, I'm back. It's still early, so I'll take a nap first."
Hearing the response from inside, Wang Dakui took out the iron key and opened the big iron lock.
Zhang Erpao's eyes widened when he saw the white rice in the canvas bag.
He raised his sleeves and sipped his snot bubbles:
"Xiao Zhan Rice?"
This guy doesn't look very smart, but he is very skilled in business.
Li Aiguo threw the canvas bag on the table: "Twelve kilograms in total, high-quality small station rice."
"When you open it, the water will flow up, and you won't be able to sell it at a high price."
Wang Dakui pushed Zhang Erpao away, stretched out his palm to stir the rice, and then took it out. There were some more rice grains in his palm. He brought it to his nose and smelled it, then narrowed his eyes.
"The refreshing fragrance is indeed from Jincheng."
"These days, the grain stores in the capital are full of old rice. The price of rice in the pigeon market has increased by another 20%, and it can be sold for 2 cents and one cent."
"When you meet a wealthy customer, you can even raise the price."
Li Aiguo waved his hand: "Just two cents per catty, which is two cents per catty, and you can take all the rice."
Hearing this, Wang Dakui's face lit up with joy.
In the past, to receive the rice, he had to string at least seven or eight Zhuangzi.
Li Aiguo was giving him money.
"Okay, Brother Patriot, then I prefer you."
Zhang Erpao pursed his nose and came over: "Brother Patriot, you are a train driver. You can carry whatever you want with you."
"The most valuable thing on the market in the capital now is meat. Those who have money don't have tickets, those who have tickets are reluctant to eat it, and those who are willing to eat can't buy it."
"Why not have some meat?"
Wang Dakui counted the money and slapped Zhang Erpao on the forehead.
"Brother Patriot has his own reasons for doing things. You, a hairy boy, should think about how to wash your sleeves clean."
Zhang Erpao was not annoyed even after being scolded, and he chuckled while holding his nose.
After receiving the money from Wang Dakui, Li Aiguo saw that Aunt Wang in the next room was still sleeping, so he didn't disturb her and rode his bicycle straight to the locomotive depot.
Twelve pounds of rice, collected from Jincheng at 1.46 cents, was sold to Wang Dakui at 2 cents per pound, making a net profit of 5.4 cents per pound.
The extra money from this trip was a net profit of sixty-four and eight cents.
It doesn't look like much, but it is enough for a family to live for a day.
Also, Li Aiguo is not here to make money, but to travel.
If Wang Dakui sells the rice smoothly, he will consider bringing along some more profitable goods.
Li Aiguo, who has lived in two generations, is a little more cautious than ordinary people.
Facing the golden sunshine, we came to the locomotive depot.
After the morning meeting, he checked the train status as usual, boarded the train, and sat on the steel pipe driver's seat.
"Master Zheng, light the fire!"
"Light the fire!"
Amid the collision of wheels and rails, Li Aiguo started a new day of work.
Trains in this era were relatively crude, and train drivers had to pay attention to the condition of the train at all times, otherwise it might cause a disaster.
The train arrived at Jingcheng Station and the carriage was successfully connected.
Worried about "turning into tiles", Li Aiguo held an inspection hammer, opened the door and jumped off the train, preparing to get into the front of the car and "touch the axle".
After checking Ding Dang Dang Dang, Li Aiguo climbed up from the rails.
At this time, the steam from the train was emanating from all sides, and the station was filled with smoke.
As soon as I stood firm, I saw a young girl on the opposite side, about to climb over the railway track and run over here, and a train on the opposite side was about to enter the station.
The comrade on duty at the platform also discovered this situation, and the spoon in his mouth made a beeping sound.
But the platform was in chaos, and the noise covered up the roar of the train and the beeping of the whistle.
"Damn it, something is going to happen!"
Master Zheng, the stoker, also saw the thin girl.
She was walking on the railway track without knowing anything, while the locomotive not far away was roaring towards her.
Just as Master Zheng was about to shout loudly, he saw a black shadow rushing out like a cheetah.
"Li Aiguo!"
Master Zheng’s exclamation attracted the attention of many people.
They all turned their attention to Li Aiguo's speeding figure.
I couldn't help but sweat in my heart. The locomotive was so close. Can Li Aiguo get there in time?
"Ganniang, you damn bitch who doesn't obey traffic rules! Get out of here!"
Li Aiguo ran with all his strength, his eyes almost popped out, and his chest felt like a blazing fire.
The girl in the floral skirt felt the vibration of the rails and felt something was wrong, so she turned around to look.
Seeing the black locomotive rushing towards her, her expression became condensed and she actually froze on the spot.
"Drawing horse, get out of here!"
Li Aiguo was so angry that he broke his teeth.
My legs felt like they didn't belong to me, running forward desperately.
Five meters, two meters, one meter.
He ran to the girl, and before he could think about it, he flew into the air and kicked her away.
After kicking the girl off the track, Li Aiguo threw himself forward.
A gust of wind came from behind, lifting the hem of his shirt, and the sound of the rails crashing like crazy eating, eating, eating, eating, echoed in his ears.
At this time, Li Aiguo's spirit suddenly relaxed.
Unable to muster any strength, he collapsed on the ground and collapsed into the character "奆".
"It hurts you so much that I can't breathe."
It wasn't until a pleasant sound came from below that Li Aiguo realized that the ground seemed soft and emitting heat.
Look down.
On the face of the delicate-looking Guazi, the long eyelashes held tears in their eyes, silently holding them, which made people feel a little distressed.
(End of chapter)