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Chapter 147: The three-team graveyard circle collapsed (12000 additional chapters)

Zhang Wenzhen, director of the Zhongping Supply and Marketing Cooperative, looked at the foreign goods piled up in the yard and his eyes twitched.

The county animal husbandry bureau brought the cattle here using large Dongfeng trucks, but not even one could fit them, so two came.

It was said that Minister Jiao of the United Front Work Department arranged for the County Animal Husbandry Bureau to send these things to the supply and marketing cooperative, but the person who signed for them could not be him, the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, but had to be Xie Hushan.

Five imported Yan brand curved beam ladies bicycles and fifty imported Fuji bicycles.

Although Zhang Wenzhen had never seen these two types of bicycles, he had at least heard of them. It was said that they were sold in foreign stores in big cities and could only be purchased with foreign exchange coupons.

There were also sixteen Bridgestone picnic bicycles. Zhang Wenzhen didn't even understand what picnic bicycles meant.

Digital watches, 1,000 yuan, Hong Kong shirts, 1,000 pieces, folding umbrellas, 1,000 pieces, MSG, 1,000 bags...

In addition to these large quantities of things, there are also many other small items, such as men's underwear, shampoo, soap, nylon stockings, etc. in large and small packages...

"Comrade, this... please help me find out. Did the County Animal Husbandry Bureau send our commune militiaman Xie Hushan to carry out the task of escorting beef cattle, or did they go to Hong Kong Island to implement the Three Alls Policy on capitalist society? Did they plunder all their land and bring it back?" Old Zhang took a long time to calm down, then looked at the staff of the Animal Husbandry Bureau who had just unloaded the goods, and asked in a shocked tone.

The subsidy for transporting the beef cattle was only 400 yuan. Even if the subsidies for Han Laoer and him were added together, it was only 800 yuan. Even if they did not eat or drink along the way and spent all the 800 yuan on foreign goods, it would be impossible for them to buy so many things.

The young cadre from the Animal Husbandry Bureau smiled when he saw Lao Zhang's reaction, but considering Zhang Wen Zheng's ability to accept, the other party did not tell the truth, because in addition to these, there were also large items such as color TVs and tape recorders, but they were not delivered and were kept by Minister Jiao. He was afraid that if he told Zhang Wen Zheng, Zhang Wen Zheng would be transferred.

"We don't know either. Anyway, the leader asked us to send these things over and make sure Comrade Xie Hushan signs for them."

"I understand. I've already sent someone to notify them. They should be here soon. The girl who was noisy after school just now is Xie Hushan's sister." Zhang Wen Zheng said.

In the distance, the members of Zhongping saw two large cars driving into the supply and marketing cooperative compound. They thought that the supply and marketing cooperative had delivered some hot commodities. They had already crowded around the compound and were looking inside. Several production team leaders who had a good relationship with Zhang Wenzhen even came over to ask him for news.

"Director Zhang, where did all this come from?"

"Those are all bicycles, right? What did you, Old Zhang, use to exchange so many bicycles for our Zhongping Supply and Marketing Cooperative?"

"The county has cancelled the quota and allowed sales?"

A group of people surrounded Zhang Wen Zheng and asked him about it. Zhang Wen Zheng looked helpless and finally said in a more serious tone:
"Don't ask me, these things don't belong to our supply and marketing cooperative!"

"The trucks being unloaded in the yard of the supply and marketing cooperative don't belong to the cooperative? Then whose do they belong to?" a production team leader asked in confusion.

"These are all from our Production Team 3!" At this moment, Ma Laowu, the team leader of Production Team 3, and Zhao Shuli, the accountant of Production Team 3, ran into the yard of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative with a head full of grass debris. Ma Laowu shouted as he ran.

At first glance, the two of them looked like they had just had sex in a sorghum field.

In fact, when Ma Laowu was working in the fields, he saw two trucks on the road driving towards the village. He suspected that they were the foreign goods that Xie Hushan had always said he would bring back to everyone and now they had finally arrived.

Originally, Ma Laowu thought it was impossible. After all, they were two large trucks. No matter how much Xie Hushan kept it a secret from him, Ma Laowu believed that it was impossible for this guy to buy two trucks of foreign goods.

But Daxiu had just finished school, and soon she ran past him like a madman. Ma Laowu asked her, and Daxiu told him that the foreign goods bought by Xie Hushan had arrived, including a bicycle, new clothes and so on.

Ma Laowu could no longer sit still, he knew these unruly people in Zhongping Village too well. If he didn't go over and guard them quickly, those bastards would dare to rob them. After that, he would compensate you, but he would definitely not be able to return the foreign goods.

That's why he hurriedly called Accountant Zhao and rushed to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Ma Laowu's face looked like he was half crying and half laughing. He stared at the long line of bicycles with his eyes wide open. His mouth trembled as he said:

"It must be the combined efforts of all the ancestors of the three teams that broke open the circle of the three teams' graves!"

Accountant Zhao, who was standing next to him, looked at the dozens of bicycles with tears in his eyes. He almost knelt down to knock on the dozens of bicycles. He had never thought of asking Xie Hushan to give him one. He simply thought that since Xie Hushan, the little bastard, had brought back so many bicycles for the third team in one go, he would definitely not need to borrow bicycles from him in the future.

"They are all old." Accountant Zhao quickly noticed that the bicycles in front of him were all old and the tires showed signs of wear.

"Nonsense, an old one is still a bicycle. Hu San and his friends only cost 800 yuan. If we can buy so many old ones, we will make a profit!" Ma Laowu didn't realize the problem yet and was very dissatisfied with Accountant Zhao's question.

"It's you from Team Three, you idiot. Hurry up and don't wipe their tears and snot on other people's things. They will have to sell them to the supply and marketing cooperative to make money later!" A production team leader shouted to Ma Laowu.

Ma Laowu's eyes could no longer move, so he could only slowly turn his neck to look at the other person:

"What supply and marketing cooperative? This is from our team. Our militiamen Hu Saner and Han Laoer bought it."

"What!"

Ma Laowu's words stunned the crowd of Zhongping members who were watching!

Although Ermianfei likes to brag and show off in front of everyone, he certainly wouldn't dare to brag about something like this without any basis.

Is it really not from the supply and marketing cooperative?

These are almost piled up. Half of the foreign goods in the supply and marketing cooperative’s yard were bought by Zhongping’s own people. Doesn’t this have anything to do with the supply and marketing cooperative?

Then why are you, Zhang Wenzhen, pretending to be a Der among these people?
The people of Zhongping are so simple. The production team leader who had just handed Lao Zhang a cigarette immediately scolded Zhang Wenzheng:
"Lao Zhang, you are old and have no sense of propriety. You are causing trouble by poking here! You are stepping on our brigade's foreign goods and damaging them! Go back to your room!"

Zhang Wen Zheng was stunned by the scolding of several production team leaders. The unruly people in Zhongping have this in common: they are pure snobbery. When they ask for help from others, they treat the other party as their real father, and after they have begged, they treat the other party as their father.

"Who told you that it was foreign goods from the brigade?" Ma Laowu discovered the problem in the captain's words just now:

"I just said Production Team 3, not the Production Brigade. Don't try to make friends with us. Go away. A few days ago, you guys were fighting with our team for the well when we were watering the fields."

"Second brother-in-law, you see..." Another production team leader came up to Ma Laowu, handed him a cigarette and tried to get close to him: "From my wife's side, your sister-in-law is my second sister, and our relationship..."

Ma Laowu was touching the row of bicycles at this time, and he chuckled:
"For the sake of Team 3, I can give up my wife, but I can't lose any foreign goods. Besides, all these foreign goods belong to Team 3, so how can Team 3 be short of wives? When the time comes to marry a wife and give her a watch, how can we choose? We will be spoilt for choice!"

Zhang Wenzheng curled his lips beside him: "There are only more than a hundred people in your three teams, and a thousand-dollar electronic watch can't fit..."

"There's also an electronic watch, Hu San..." Ma Laowu was originally showing off, but when he heard Zhang Wen Zheng's words, his body twitched noticeably, his face changed, his voice became sharp, and he looked at Zhang Wen Zheng with eyes that seemed to want to kill him:
"How many!!!"

What did Xie Husan, the living father, do in Hong Kong Island? After buying so many old bicycles, how could he buy a thousand-dollar electronic watch?
He thought that dozens of bicycles were a surprise, but now Zhang Wenzhen mentioned a thousand, and Ma Laowu felt his head buzzing.

Zhang Wenzheng patted the large packages packed by the post office beside him: "One thousand yuan, one thousand Hong Kong shirts, and..."

"Stop reading and show me the list!" Accountant Zhao reacted very quickly. Seeing that Ma Laowu was about to collapse on the ground, he immediately spoke to Zhang Wen Zheng and told him to shut up.

Zhang Wenzhen handed the document to Accountant Zhao, who read it with trembling hands. Then he took a few deep breaths, slowed down his tone, and smiled at Ma Laowu:
"The number is correct. It's the amount that our three teams pooled together to let Hu Saner and his friend bring back. Not a single thing is missing."

"Ah~" Ma Laowu came to his senses and looked at Accountant Zhao in confusion:
"Right? Didn't everyone pool their money to let him buy it for 1,500 yuan? What? The price has gone up, so he only bought it for 1,000 yuan?"

Xie Hushan rushed over excitedly with a group of militiamen, and just in time heard Ma Laowu and Accountant Zhao helping him to figure out where to get the money to buy so many foreign goods.

What a good production team leader and accountant, always thinking about the members.

Xie Hushan looked at Ma Laowu and Accountant Zhao with emotion, and then spoke to everyone:
"Don't listen to the two old men's bragging. It has nothing to do with them."

(End of this chapter)