Lu Jing felt that the two bags of corn only weighed forty or fifty kilograms at most, because it was not his first day as a porter. The weight of two hundred kilograms usually weighed on his shoulders, although it would not crush him immediately. But it will definitely not be as easy as now.
Lu Jing's first reaction was that there was something fishy in this batch of cargo. He had been making a living at the dock during this period, and he had also heard that some unruly boat operators would do some tricks to the grain they transported in private, but this was generally limited to With things like Chen Chongxin, it would be too blatant for a bag of corn to lose eighty kilograms.
Moreover, Lu Jing raised his head and observed the other porters carrying goods around him, and saw no look of surprise on their faces. Except for Niu Jiu, each of them still carried three or four bags of corn.
It was strange. Lu Jing couldn't understand it, but he did feel that he still had a lot of energy left, so he hesitated and said, "Or... add another bag?"
The two porters didn't say anything when they heard this, but they carried another bag of corn and placed it on Lu Jing's back.
As a result, Lu Jing still felt that the new bag of corn only weighed twenty or thirty kilograms. And as he carried the third bag of corn, Lu Jing also discovered another thing, that is, the swelling and pain in his pubic area that had been bothering him before was relieved. Quite a bit, and this time he was finally sure that it was not an illusion.
So Lu Jing asked two porters to help add another bag of corn, and this time there was a bit of surprise on their faces.
They were not familiar with Lu Jing, but they had some impression of living together at the same dock. They knew that this young man usually carried more than 200 kilograms of weight. He might be able to carry three bags of corn on his back, but four bags. It was obviously beyond his capabilities.
One of them couldn't help but tried to persuade him, "Boy, don't be brave."
"It doesn't matter, I still have some energy left." Lu Jing replied.
He was telling the truth, but in the ears of the two porters, it sounded like he was overestimating his abilities. However, the three of them were not familiar with each other. Since Lu Jing insisted on going his own way, the other two did not have to hold him back. It's true, but they already had the idea of seeing a joke in their hearts, and together they put the fourth bag of corn on Lu Jing's shoulders.
As a result, he saw that the young man's body did not even sway. Lu Jing blinked and said directly this time, "Two more bags."
The expressions of the two porters changed. There were already four bags of corn on Lu Jing's back. Two more bags would make it six bags, six hundred kilograms. Even Niu Jiu was afraid that he couldn't bear this weight, but when they saw Lu Jing's appearance, they didn't It didn't look like he was joking, and the boy at this moment did not look like he was struggling.
So the two of them gritted their teeth and brought two more bags of corn. At this time, the other porters in the cabin also noticed what was happening here and involuntarily stopped what they were doing. Lu Jing actually felt that he still had some energy left. He could carry another bag, but unfortunately the six bags of corn on his back were already piled high enough, no matter how high he was, his hands wouldn't be able to protect them.
So he didn't say anything more and just walked out of the cabin in front of everyone's astonished eyes, carrying six hundred kilograms of corn on his back. Lu Jing's feet were hardly affected. He only felt warm all over his body. It was so uncomfortable, and the swelling and pain in the Dantian of the lower abdomen was almost unnoticeable.
This was probably the easiest time for Lu Jing to carry cargo since he was a porter. He arrived first, passing Niu Jiu who was originally walking in front of him, and then passed seven or eight porters one after another, until there were no more fellow porters in front of him. Lu Jing still kept walking and carried the six bags of corn to a rice store in the west of the city.
At this time, a gentleman from the Qingzhu Gang was standing outside the back door of the rice store, yawning and waiting to count the goods and calculate the signatures. However, the gentleman in brown clothes and a short beard obviously did not expect that there would be a porter. It came so quickly, especially when he saw the rice bags stacked on Lu Jing's shoulders, he was stunned on the spot, and his half-closed eyes widened, so much so that he even forgot to hand out the lottery tickets.
So Lu Jing had to remind him, "Six bags of corn."
"How many bags?" Even though Mr. Brown had already counted them, he still couldn't help but ask.
"Six bags."
"Six bags of what?"
"…………"
Lu Jing didn't expect that Chen Chao also had friends who liked to play with Ma Dongmei stalks, but fortunately, the man in brown from the Qingzhu Gang blurted out and realized that he had made a mistake. Of course he knew that Lu Jing was carrying corn, but he couldn't believe his eyes. .
Someone could actually carry six hundred kilograms of corn all the way from the dock to the rice store, and judging from Lu Jing's appearance, his face didn't turn red, his heart didn't beat, and he didn't even take a breath. This really subverted his common sense.
However, he knew that he couldn't get anything out of the question, so he simply put away the brush and account book in his hand, and stretched out a hand to grab the bag of corn on Lu Jing's shoulder.
"Be careful Shen." Lu Jing reminded kindly.
But Mr. Brown obviously didn't believe that this bag of corn really weighed a hundred pounds. He felt that this kid was probably playing some clever trick and replaced the goods midway. If this was the case, then the Qingzhu Gang's rules were not just a decoration.
As a result, the corn bag didn't move at all when he grabbed it. Mr. Brown didn't believe in evil, and when he tried again for the second time, he simply stretched his tendons. He covered his wrists, as if he had seen a ghost, and pulled out the bamboo tube from the side. He took out a long stick and two short sticks and inserted them into Lu Jing's belt.
One long stick is equal to ten short sticks, which also means that Mr. Brown admitted that Lu Jing carried six bags of corn, although he still had not figured out how the young man in front of him did it.
Lu Jing carried the corn on his shoulders into the rice store, and then went straight to the pier without taking any rest. He looked as energetic as a primary school student rushing out of school with his schoolbag on his back.
Lu Jing also realized that something was wrong with him now. The second reason was that he was not very tired. The key was that he couldn't wait to carry more corn.
From the perspective of making money, this is understandable, but the problem is that Lu Jing found that his desire did not have much to do with money. It was more just a desire to carry money. It was like working overtime in the company every day. In the end, I was shocked to realize that I was not working for overtime pay, nor was I trying to avoid family responsibilities such as raising children, cooking, and cleaning housework. I just wanted to contribute a small amount to help my boss drive a Ferrari as soon as possible.
What kind of spirit is this? ! For a moment, Lu Jing also wondered if he had moved too many bricks recently and was hallucinating. However, his body could not lie. Ever since he carried the six bags of corn, his waist was no longer sore, his back was no longer painful, and he could walk with strength. Okay, he could feel the warmth flowing through his meridians, and at the same time his Dantian felt much more comfortable.
And when he put down the corns, just like the situation after eating in the morning, those warm currents gradually disappeared, and there was a faint feeling of swelling in the Dantian.
So what else is there to say? Lu Jing quickened his pace and rushed towards the dock almost at a trot.
