In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

When they got home, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Wang Xingbang helped push the tricycle into the yard, brought back the mat, and then closed the gate.

Wang Xingbang asked in a low voice, "My sister and brother said our clansmen have come. Is there something wrong?"

Although his elder brother had heard him talk about some things about the Wang family, he didn't know the specifics.

Wang Xingguo didn't want him to know about his plan to open a fixed black market, so as not to make him worry about his affairs.

So he smiled and explained, "Yes, we've come to town to take care of some business and also to get acquainted with our family. When you and your sisters are on vacation, we'll go back to Gaobeidian Village together to visit our ancestors and offer incense to them."

Wang Xingbang nodded and said, "Okay, but I don't think I'll be free so soon. Although I have three days of wedding leave, my younger siblings have to go to school, so we can't really find the time."

After eating something to fill his stomach, Wang Xingguo washed his face and body with hot water, poured out the water, and went to bed.

For the next two days, he was busy with various things and also contacted the black market boss he knew in advance, saying that he would give discounts to anyone who came to his place to buy fish.

In reality, aside from those who need to be promoted, most people just do their own thing and earn money based on their own abilities.

So things went quite smoothly, except that on the night of the 12th, a stranger delivered the house deed and land deed to Wang Xingguo, which really startled him...

Fensiting Hutong is located between Jiaodaokou Street and Andingmen Inner Street. Its eastern section is close to the dormitories of cadres in the central government and education system, and many residents are family members of civilian staff of ministries and central government agencies.

The visitor said that they had already made arrangements, and that the local police, neighborhood committee, and relevant departments would deliberately avoid this three-courtyard house during routine patrols.

However, he imposed some rules on Wang Xingguo, forbidding him from engaging in the business of reselling tickets and limiting his operations to between 8 PM and midnight. Just as his eleventh uncle had instructed, he was forbidden from dealing in anything that couldn't be sold.

Furthermore, he required Wang Xingguo to buy things from him whenever he encountered people living in that area, and the prices couldn't be too outrageous; they needed to be 10-20% lower than the prices on other black markets.

Wang Xingguo readily agreed to all of his requests.

Because this person is one level higher than the one in the Municipal Bureau, and is also one of the people on the list he can ask for help from.

After his visit, Wang Xingguo will be under his protection from now on. He doesn't need Wang Xingguo to give him anything; he just needs Wang Xingguo to do things according to his requirements.

Wang Xingguo had some suspicions. Was he trying to recruit him as an outsider to help keep an eye on things in the underworld?

But there's no real reason. These scoundrels in the martial arts world can solve any problem with a single order, can't they?

Wang Xingguo couldn't understand it, so he didn't think about it too much. He respectfully saw the person off, and only breathed a sigh of relief after the car left.

To be honest, Wang Xingguo felt a lot of pressure facing such a charismatic person, afraid that he might accidentally say the wrong thing.

The aura of someone in a superior position is an invisible pressure that makes people afraid to even breathe loudly.

Moreover, this man's gaze was too sharp. When Wang Xingguo was being stared at while speaking, he felt like he was being pricked by thorns and would involuntarily lower his head, not daring to meet his eyes.

However, it's very convenient for Wang Xingguo that the neighborhood committee doesn't go to the courtyard, because the villagers living there don't need to provide many certificates.

Originally, I planned to prepare a bunch of certificates without dates and stamped with the commune's seal, so that I could fill in the dates when inspecting them. Now, I don't need to prepare too many.

As for the work, with Master Twenty-One overseeing things, there shouldn't be any problems arranging for the people to go to the city.

After finishing his work on exchanging fish at Xiehe Hospital the next day, Wang Xingguo went to the street office.

When Director Zhao saw Wang Xingguo, his expression was somewhat complicated. After all, someone had already spoken to him, telling him not to make things difficult for Wang Xingguo.

He couldn't make things difficult for Wang Xingguo, but he didn't expect Wang Xingguo to actually find such a powerful backer, one that made him a little apprehensive.

Director Zhao sighed and said, "I know about your situation. I'll put in a good word for you and the others, so that on the night you open your business, a large group of people won't come looking for trouble. I don't know if what you're doing is right or wrong, but since you've found someone with such powerful connections, I can only say you'd better watch yourself."

Wang Xingguo smiled and said, "Uncle, thank you. I will be careful, and don't worry, I won't do anything reckless."

Director Zhao nodded and said, "Alright, it's like the sky wanting to rain or a mother wanting to remarry; I can't control you anymore."

Wang Xingguo chatted with Director Zhao with a smile for a while, then left the subdistrict office, went to the police station for a while, and then went to the Dongcheng branch office for a while.

How would they know who Wang Xingguo is?

So he needs to make his face known so that people know he is Wang Xingguo.

In the afternoon, five people came to the house. They were relatives from our hometown. The three uncles were Wang Yongchang, Wang Yongli, and Wang Yongqing, and the two cousins ​​were Wang Xingwang and Wang Xingfa.

Because there are too many males in the Yong generation, they don't address people according to their birth order like the Chang generation; they just call them by their names plus "uncle" or "elder brother".

Wang Xingguo led them to the third courtyard, which would serve as the venue. They would live there and be responsible for guarding the venue. They would also be in charge of receiving customers when the venue opened for business.

Five more people will be arranged, and two cousins ​​who have returned from military service in a couple of days will also come over to help.

Wang Yongchang said to Wang Xingguo, "Xingguo, the family back home has already arranged for pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks, geese, eggs, rabbits, and dogs. We can't transport them over. Brother Twenty-One said you'd be in charge of the transportation. You can arrange it."

Wang Xingguo nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back to my hometown tomorrow and bring these things over, but where am I going to get a dog?"

"We raised quite a few dogs to guard the house, but now we don't have enough food, so we might as well get rid of them."

Wang Xingguo nodded. He couldn't keep dogs here anymore. It wasn't a matter of food, but rather that with people coming and going at the venue, the dogs would bark incessantly and cause trouble sooner or later.

You have to understand that the people living here aren't ordinary citizens; they're all family members of government officials. We can't afford to upset them.

Wang Xingguo left first, then hauled several sacks of grain, as well as some vegetables, eggs, and salted duck eggs, for the tribespeople to cook for themselves.

That night, he led them to a black market and bought a lot of coal, which took several trips to haul away in a tricycle.

As for seasonings, since I don't have a food supply permit, I can only buy some salt and vinegar. I can't even buy soy sauce. I have to find other black market suppliers to get this stuff.

Fortunately, the people inside weren't picky. Rural food is generally simple; as long as you're full, that's enough.