My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 4: Crossing the River by Touching the Head of a Senior
The boat departs at 12:30 noon. The journey from Shangzhou to the provincial capital is 300 kilometers and requires stops at more than a dozen large and small docks in several counties, which takes nearly a day.

Most people actually travel short distances, with people constantly coming and going.

When the train stopped at midnight, almost everyone fell asleep while leaning against each other amidst the roar of the machines.

The kind that doesn't even bother to pay attention to people walking around.

It was almost the same for Weidong, but the sudden fatigue from the journey still made the old security guard and the student suffer from back pain, which was very unusual.

So I sat there half asleep.

He opened his eyes immediately as soon as someone touched his backpack.

Why was there a severe crackdown in 1983? Because it was said that bandits in some places had become so rampant that they were lawless.

But the shipping from Shangzhou to the provincial capital is still not that far.

Even if you do something bad, you can't escape from the big rivers and lakes.

Of course, petty theft is inevitable.

A shifty-looking fellow was digging out two eggs from the chaff in his backpack.

A nineteen-year-old boy would surely be filled with rage.

The sixty-year-old security guard must have thought about not losing the big picture for the sake of small gains, because he has spent forty years proving the consequences of trying to stand out.

He just smiled and made a teasing expression as if covering his balls.

This was the original purpose of his bringing dozens of eggs, as small favors to various little ghosts, to hide the valuable bacon underneath.

Naturally, there is a kind of grand and sarcastic temperament.

The second-rate guy who originally wanted to show off and take a few more stood up awkwardly and indicated that I only took two.

Wei Dong laughed disdainfully, intending it to be a joke and not to bother about it, but he accidentally woke up the people around him and made several other sneaky figures look over here.

He knew that these bastards who came out to make money by illegal means were all armed with weapons, so he immediately took a deep breath. If things really got out of hand, he would have to strike first!
Most people are timid and only care about their own interests. Even if they see the scene in front of them, they will just silently hug their things and not say a word.

But it also made everyone in the cabin that accommodated hundreds of people open their eyes and look at these rats.

The scene was a little frozen and silent.

There was even a hooligan who was stealthily touching and rubbing the demon, and he was frozen in place by so many people watching him.

Wei Dong didn't pay any attention at all and was only observing the thief in front of him. Who knew that when he inhaled... Ouch, my stomach hurts!

...bu...

In the evening, he ate a leftover cold sweet potato to fill his stomach, the kind with the white core. Anyone who has eaten it must know that this kind of sweet potato is more filling than the red one, but it can also cause bloating.

It was exactly what I wanted. My whole body tensed up and a fart came out.

Moreover, it is a dense, long, continuous, and not too loud muffled sound.

As the saying goes, loud farts don’t smell bad, and stinky farts don’t sound loud.

He immediately chased the people standing nearby and made them stand up in a hurry: "Hey, did you eat broad beans or sweet potatoes, you stink!"

"Comrades, please don't release poison gas in public places after eating peas and broad beans!"

"This is unbearable. Hurry up and set sail. Set sail and let the wind blow..."

The entire cabin suddenly became lively and noisy.

"Oh my God! The twenty yuan I used to buy my bun is missing! The government needs to take action for me!"

"My food coupons and the thirty yuan my mom gave me are gone! Wow..."

"I'm afraid there might be a thief..."

"No running! No sailing! No one is allowed to leave until the money is paid!"

When there are more people, their courage will naturally increase.

Hiding in the crowd, he could still encourage the quarrels and name-calling: "That little guy over there, he took it, I saw it!"

"And the one with long hair is also in the same group with them!"

"Sailor! Sailor, we want to report a crime!"

"There's a Gongan on the pontoon! Gongan! One of our people's money has been stolen!"

For country people, losing money is like losing one's life.

One person might not dare to make a noise, but now with so many voices, he immediately grabbed a carrying pole and squeezed forward.

Honest people who gather together to make trouble are actually very combative.

Four or five petty thieves could only take out the stolen money and flee in embarrassment.

I was also searched.

So in the second half of the night, which should have been dead, the cabin was actually filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Everyone was bragging about how brave they were just now.

But no one noticed the role played by the farting boy, and Weidong, who was watching the show with a smile, was pushed to the downwind side.

Obviously, if he farts again, everyone's happy time will be affected.

But they finally arrived at the provincial capital's dock in the afternoon of the next day. When Weidong walked down the gangway to get off the boat, he saw the weird-looking woman in a red shirt with a big lapel, but standing at the bow of the flat boat in high heels as if nothing had happened.

Against the gray city background, it was indeed quite eye-catching and charming, attracting many people's attention.

The old security guard had seen this kind of stuff many times. He turned his head and frowned as he passed by. However, the woman naturally held his backpack and walked forward and backward on the springboard that was two feet wide.

That is, while walking across the seven or eight meter wide water surface, Weidong heard the other party whisper "thank you".

Weidong was confused because I farted long and smelly.
So he didn't even turn around to pay attention, and walked ashore and along the messy river beach to the dock.

Shangzhou also has this kind of water and land port. There is no concept of suburbs. You can get off the boat at the port and climb the hill to enter the city center.

The oncoming noise and bustle can knock down any countryman in an instant!
But Weidong swayed twice and then stopped.

Shangzhou will be a hundred times more noisy than this in forty years!
Especially when picking up children from the neighboring elementary school, the security guards would be so annoyed that their heads would hurt.

But now he actually missed his uncle a little bit...

How did that shameless guy find a melon seed wholesale point forty years ago?
Weidong suddenly realized that he had missed this part, and he didn't know where to buy the bacon!
It is definitely dangerous to hawk goods on the street, as you may get your tail cut off in minutes.

Even though I knew that this so-called crime of speculation and profiteering had come to an end in history, I especially remember that when he was released, the old police said that his crime was no longer a big deal.

However, policy changes known in the city may take one or two years for the county and township to become clear, and actual changes may take several years.

This is a common headache in the tax compound.

So last time I was caught reselling things from the provincial capital to the countryside market, and that millionaire was also caught for collecting bacon from the mountains and selling it in the county.

Now, why not just jump back to the provincial capital? The risk would be much smaller, right?

In short, I dare not test the law.

But after walking more than a mile along the main road, the streets were full of various shops selling quilts, sheets, mats and flowery clothes.

But the doors are basically locked?!

I don’t have a watch or phone to check the time. Isn’t the door open during lunch break?

It was already a hot summer at the end of June, and the bright sun made Weidong thirsty, hungry, and a little dizzy.

I was supported by my fear and instinctively walked towards a more lively direction.

Suddenly, I saw two police officers in white uniforms walking towards me!

Even after forty years, Weidong still has a conditioned reflex to wear this outfit and wants to stand up, stand at attention and shout "Hello Government!"
The backward elements have been thoroughly attacked.

Because even if they are not selling things, as long as the country people who have no jobs move to the city to make a living, they are called blind migrants.

They can be sent back to their place of origin immediately, and the bacon and eggs will definitely be confiscated.

At this time, Weidong felt a little regretful. He should have brought an assistant, or explored the route and found a good buyer first. At least his uncle knew that there was a market around the melon seed wholesale point.

So the speculator who pretended to be calm was almost unable to move after passing by the two policemen.

I felt tired and hungry, and the dozens of kilograms backpack seemed much heavier.

It’s better to find a roadside step to put down the heavy objects, pull off your headscarf to wipe the sweat off your face, and look carefully at where to go. Don’t wander around like a headless fly.

Just as the backpack rested on the ground, someone passing by caught a glimpse of an eggshell peeking out from among the chaff and asked, "Chicken eggs or duck eggs? How much are they?"

Wei Dong's heart moved. He had seen it often in the guard room: "Free-range eggs raised by insects in the mountains in the countryside, five cents each."

Be brave and bid the price.

As a result, the old lady reached out without hesitation and took a pair of them to look at the sun: "Okay, count out twenty for me."

I took out a dollar to pay the bill, and then the question arose, how do people take the money away?
Is he going to throw it back in circles like a clown throwing a ball?
There are no plastic bags everywhere these days, so even making a bag out of old newspapers will do.

The old lady was obviously off work and didn't carry any shopping basket.

Fortunately, the rural kid was not in trouble: "Do you live far away? I'll send it to you."

Just think of it as a takeaway errand.

The key is to be able to chat while carrying it on your back: "I came from the countryside to sell some things. Do you know where it would be more convenient to sell agricultural products such as bacon in a centralized manner?"

Just from his language and attitude, he doesn't seem like a farmer.

The old lady looked at him twice and asked: "What kind of bacon is this? How much is one pound?"

He stood on tiptoe to look at the backpack.

Weidong's purpose is not to sell to only one household.

He was looking for a long-term, stable sales channel. "This bacon is smoked and roasted with pine and cypress branches from the mountains below Shangzhou. It's an absolutely green and pollution-free local specialty of the mountains. It's completely different from the factory-made bacon you see in the market. What do you think it's worth?"

The old lady brushed aside some chaff from his tilted backpack and discovered the bacon: "Oh wow, it looks okay, it's real mountain bacon!"

Then he made the decision generously: "We'll buy it. Just give a shout in our factory and everyone can buy it from you!"

Weidong still underestimated the policy. It not only restricted farmers from moving to cities, but also suppressed the strong consumption power of city dwellers.

All the items he carries are rare.

The ideas of senior bosses are simply priceless.

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