Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

Train stations have always been hotspots for theft.

This is within the capital city limits, so thieves don't dare to be too rampant.

If you're in another city, at a train station or other chaotic place, people will just grab things without warning.

Dare not give it to me? I might stomp my hands and feet in anger!

In his past life, Chang Kun witnessed a train just starting to move and not very fast. As it left the platform, someone reached into the window, grabbed a bag from a hook, and casually waved goodbye to the people in the carriage.

Their arrogant attitude was entirely fueled by the confidence of the platform staff not far away.

They're all in cahoots, and those people don't care at all.

Even after the turn of the millennium, train stations remained hotspots for various crimes, including theft, robbery, and extortion.

At this time, Chang Kun possessed a system. Normally, he wouldn't bother with it if he didn't see it, but once he did, he would definitely take care of it!

"Uncle, I noticed something unpleasant at Qianmen Railway Station today."

Chang Kun spoke directly, saying that with his powerful uncle backing him up, it would be foolish not to use it.

If he were to try to resolve this himself, it would likely take a long and circuitous route, and there's no guarantee he'd succeed.

This perfectly illustrates the saying: "If you don't take it, how can I take it? If I don't take it, how can Commissioner Geng take it?"

That police station chief, Ahui, might be under the protection of an even bigger umbrella.

"Oh? What phenomenon?"

Originally, everyone gathered here today only to chat about personal matters, but Chang Kun brought this up, and everyone wanted to hear it.

With this relative in mind, Minister Wang also sent someone to investigate the Chang family and learned that Chang Kun was not the kind of person who would take advantage of others' power.

"There are so many pickpockets at that Qianmen train station!"

Chang Kun's expression was serious, and his tone was solemn.

"Hey!" Liu Meifen waved her hand dismissively. "What's the big deal? Which train station doesn't have pickpockets?"

She had light work at the supply and marketing cooperative and spent her days chatting and gossiping with Wang Cuiqin, knowing that the train station was a hotspot for pickpockets.

The others also looked bewildered. Isn't it normal for there to be pickpockets at the train station?

Chang Kun downed half a glass of wine and said in a low voice, "There are no thieves at the train station where my workplace is located."

Before he started working there, there were quite a few thieves, but he caught them all.

Even if some resentful thieves dare to go again, they'll be caught again in a couple of days.

From then on, the train station at Chang Kun's workplace became a no-go zone for thieves.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances. Chang Kun's claim that there were no pickpockets at his station was far too confident!

"Xiao Kun, are there many pickpockets at Qianmen Station? How many?" Minister Wang didn't dwell on which train station had pickpockets, knowing that Chang Kun wouldn't make baseless accusations about the situation at Qianmen Station, so he asked very carefully.

"How many?" Chang Kun pondered for a moment, "From what I've discovered, there are at least fifty or sixty thieves there, maybe even a hundred."

"What?!"

Minister Wang stood up abruptly. There were fewer than a hundred police officers at the entire Qianmen Railway Station, yet the number of thieves was almost the same as the number of police officers.

Is this some kind of rebellion?!

The others also turned pale. This...!!

I thought there were only ten or eight pickpockets, which is normal at every train station, but there were actually hundreds.

Outrageous!

Chang Kun added, "The most terrifying thing is that I discovered many police officers inside were colluding with thieves; the thieves even dared to steal right in front of them!"

Minister Wang, his face ashen, slowly nodded.

He knew something was wrong as soon as Chang Kun told him that there were hundreds of pickpockets at Qianmen Railway Station.

Are the police officers at Qianmen Police Station blind? How could they not notice so many thieves?

They really are a den of snakes and rats!

His mind raced, and in a flash, he came up with a solution.

"Xiao Kun, I'll arrange this tomorrow. Just wait for my reply. You're really good at catching thieves; we'll see how you perform then!"

Chang Kun nodded solemnly. Catching a petty thief can save countless families; this is a great act of merit.

With his uncle, who was a minister, guaranteeing his safety, he felt at ease.

"Alright, let's eat at home and stop talking about this."

Minister Wang raised his glass: "Let's gather together to celebrate the success of our older children and the good health of our younger ones!"

Despite his high position and great power, this uncle speaks in a very down-to-earth manner.

He was most interested in the aged razor clams and praised them highly.

"Hey, Xiao Kun, how do you make this? My old workplace used to have this too; the cafeteria always peeled it and stir-fried it."

"This is simple, much simpler than stir-frying," Chang Kun explained to him.

Find a small pot, clean the razor clams, place them upright, top with shredded ginger, drizzle with Shaoxing wine and light soy sauce, and steam for five or six minutes.

Sprinkle some chopped green onions on top after cooking. This stuff is sweet and savory, and the aroma of aged wine is wonderful.

Liu Meifen, Liu Meilin, and their aunt, three women, had always heard that the forest frog was good for women, so they never stopped talking about it. Apart from raising their glasses to drink, they would slurp down the forest frog.

The braised frog was coated in sauce, and every bite was a delight. The three of them ate and drank until their faces were flushed.

Chang Dashan and Liu Meilin have a particular fondness for boiled peanuts and smashed cucumbers, chatting casually about trivial matters at work.

When his uncle told him that there was a shortage of grain at the grain station, his heart sank, as the autumn harvest was approaching.

As far as I can remember, this year's output wasn't very high, but those bastards in the commune falsely reported a lot of output to their superiors.

This resulted in almost all the grain produced in the village being handed over to the commune.

That winter, every household had no food to eat, and all the grass roots and tree bark were stripped clean.

If it weren't for its location near the capital, the commune wouldn't have dared to cause too much trouble and had instead distributed substitute grain several times, preventing many people from starving to death.

Alternative grains are just a dark powder with no grain in them; they're all made of rice husks, tree bark, grass roots, and straw ground into powder.

After eating, people feel weak, are more prone to bloating, and have difficulty defecating.

Even adults struggle to cope, let alone children!

It was in this winter that my younger sister passed away.

Every time Chang Kun thinks of this, he feels a sharp pain in his heart!

He turned to look at his younger sister's table and saw Xiuer looking very unwilling as she dealt with a bowl of mushy dumpling soup.

He smiled bitterly to himself; this life was indeed so different from his previous one.

If this were in my past life, a bowl of this porridge made from dumpling wrappers and meat filling would probably have caused the maids in my family to fight over it.

He glanced at his own table and saw that almost no one had eaten the dragon soup, so he picked it up and placed it in front of Xiu'er's table.

"You guys eat the grouse meat, Xiuer, I'll eat the dumpling paste for you."

Xiuer's eyes lit up, and she instantly beamed with joy.

"Thank you, brother!"

This stirred up a hornet's nest.

"Big brother, please help me!"

"Me too, big brother!"

Even Zixia, who wasn't very familiar with him, stared longingly at Chang Kun.

Uh, I can't possibly finish all of this myself!

Seeing Hongxia sitting with her legs crossed, watching the scene unfold, Chang Kun said, "Second Sister, your younger siblings are in trouble, aren't you going to help them?"

Wang Hongxia scoffed, "Helping you? No problem, I can even make a good profit..."

"As for those girls, they're giving me a headache with all their noise, I have no intention of helping them!"

"Oh? You really won't help? Then I'll give this wolf fang dagger to someone else."

Chang Kun took out the wolf-tooth dagger and gently picked at his nails.

While I was making dumplings, my second aunt told me that this second sister, Wang Hongxia, loves to play with weapons and collects all kinds of cold weapons.

At this moment, he pulled out a wolf-tooth dagger to see if his second sister would take the bait.