Besides, Officer Zhang Han and Zhang returned to the county public security bureau with guns. Two 79 rifles and eight grenades placed the table. The director who was fiddling with the bird gun was shocked.

The director quickly asked: "Xiao Zhang, where did these two guys get them? What a good guy, it's really a 79-style... What's this? I've got it. Is this a grenade?"

Zhang Han was not a fool either. He opened his mouth and said, "It was all handed over by the national highway. The man jumped off the car and ran away, but he didn't catch it."

He had already discussed with his subordinates what to say when he came back, so he naturally would not sell Zhao Daxi. He was glad that he had brought his confidants when he went back to Zhaojia Village, so he was not afraid of blowing his skin.

The director and political commissar were shocked. National Highway 302 directly leads to Guangzhou and Hong Kong. Now Hong Kong is returning, and everyone celebrates together. It would be great if these things really fall into Guangzhou and Hong Kong. If something really happens and blows a few in the crowd, it will be a big deal.

The director's eyelids twitched violently and he let out a long sigh: "I'll report to my superiors immediately. Xiao Zhang, don't leave first, you can talk to the political commissar first."

Zhang Han's heart, which had been silent for many years, was pounding uncontrollably. Since he retired from the army, he worked in the local area for so many years and had no way to be promoted. At present, the great opportunity to make contributions was brought to him by these two guns. He chatted with the political commissar without hesitation.

After a while, the director came back with a serious expression: "All those who are on holiday are called back. The Municipal Bureau ordered the city police force to mobilize the city's police force to set up posts to check the vehicles. Each branch immediately set up a command center and never let a gun leak out of the city... This time the gun check task is heavy and the time is tight. The political commissar and I will take charge of it myself. Xiao Zhang, when you go home to pack up your things, you can live in the command center."

Zhang Han was ecstatic, his face remained calm. He slapped his thigh until he left the branch gate. He was valued and entered the command center. Is it still far from promotion? If Zhao Daxi was in front of him at this time, he would definitely hold the big black face and kiss it a few times to express his sincere gratitude.

Of course, Zhao Daxi knew nothing. He was still busy preparing for the autumn harvest. He sent people to each village early and said harsh words: "I want all the peanuts in your village this year. I will not treat you badly at the price. I will pay as much as the market price."

The people in the villages near the distance were angry but dared not speak out. Who would dare not sell them to Zhao's bandits to collect peanuts? There were only a few peanuts growing in the south, and only some were planted in nearby mountains. When Zhao's bandits called out, those who did the peanut business would stay away from him. Zhao Daxi inadvertently, he easily monopolized the peanut business in nearby villages, which even he himself was surprised.

After thinking about it, I still have to thank myself for Zhao Tufhe's nickname. I am notorious but no one dares to steal any business he wants to do.

Then there was the return of Hong Kong on July 1st, and everyone celebrated. Zhao Daxi also brought a small bench seriously and watched the whole process of Hong Kong's return with his own black and white TV. The return ceremony was so grand that even he was excited. He was still young in his previous life and could catch up with it.

After July 1st, Zhang Han took the time to Zhaojia Village in his busy schedule. Zhao Daxi looked at his police uniform.

He smiled with a big mouth: "Have you risen?"

Zhang Han smiled very cheerfully: "I've been promoted, and I finally mentioned the deputy captain after five years of transfer."

Zhao Daxi smiled and put it on his shoulder, and smiled happily: "Old Zhang, can you have some prospects? You will only be the deputy captain in five years. Come again at the end of September, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Han felt a little anxious: "Brother, can you just say that you want to suffocate me to death?"

Zhao Daxi just pretended to be mysterious and took Zhang Han to a small restaurant at the entrance of the village for another meal, and then went home to sleep with his big belly.

Spring goes and autumn comes soon, and the autumn harvest season is coming. Zhao Daxi put down his ambitions and led the few remaining middle-aged laborers in the village to hire a truck to collect peanuts. Wherever Zhao bandits went, they were in trouble. They paid some real money and used up more than 200,000 yuan to make some white strips. Finally, they ate peanuts from more than a dozen nearby villages. They mobilized the elderly, weak and sick in the village to be so tired that their waists could not be straightened. After drying the peanuts, they worked 24 hours a day, and the two oil presses were rushing to work inside and outside Zhaojia Village.

These days, Zhao Daxi went home and fell asleep. He lay on the bed and hummed a few times. Only then did he realize that it was so tiring to do some business. In his previous life, he was in poor health and could not do big things. He even had to worry about a heart attack when walking. No matter how tired or hard he worked, he would be happy.

Soon, I was busy until the end of August and early September, and finally squeezed all the peanuts I received into oil.

On this day, outside the oil pressing workshop in Zhaojia Village.

The village accountant was also tired and covered in gray face, with bitter face: "Uncle, I've asked someone to inquire. The wholesale price of first-class peanut oil in Guangzhou is four yuan per kilogram... We squeezed out a total of fifty tons of oil. I calculated it all night last night. Uncle, why do I calculate that we all lose money."

Zhao Daxi casually wiped the dust on his face and patted him on the shoulder: "So, you can only be an accountant, I am the village chief. You are stupid enough to settle accounts. Have you sold pure peanut oil throughout the ages? You really believe it is a first-level pressed oil. Do you know what it has been mixed in?"

The village accountant was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't blame him. At this time, the Internet computer was still fresh and the information was too underdeveloped. It was obvious to Zhao Daxi. In his previous life, the three major portals were exposed. They said they were first-class peanut oil. If they were mixed with cottonseed oil, they would be very conscientious. It would be great if they didn't add some gutter oil to you.

Zhao Daxi had already thought about it. The one who sells pure peanut oil is a pure brand stupid. He had already pressed 30 tons of cheap corn oil. Adding a little bit of soybean oil and mixing it with fifty tons to one hundred tons, which is almost the same as a magic trick. Someone has studied this thing about corn oil, which does not affect the taste or health.

I saw posts online before that corn oil can help lower blood pressure. I knew in my heart that this statement was mostly nonsense, and I finally deserved my conscience. Anyway, it was all cooking oil, so I could just eat it.

The village accountant finally shone with his eyes and said blankly: "Uncle, I understand, we will never compensate."

Zhao Daxi patted his shoulder kindly and mobilized people to start work overnight. The trick of turning 50 tons into 100 tons within three days was completed. The oil mixed with smell was still fragrant, which was much more conscientious than the first-level pressed oil on the market. He went to the county town to ask Zhao Yonghai for help. The 100 tons of first-level pressed oil was lost in several hotels in the county town, and the government canteen was busy until the end of September that the 800,000 yuan was obtained, and the net profit was more than 500,000 yuan at one deduction.

Zhao Daxi was almost crying with his passbook. The 500,000 yuan was really hard to make. He had been busy for more than half a year before he made this money. He had read many books and always knew that the first pot of gold in his life was the most difficult to make. With this nearly 800,000 yuan of capital, it was only a matter of time before Zhao Biddie changed his appearance.

He took out 100,000 yuan and cashed out the white sticks he owed to others, and won him some reputation. When those who got the white sticks heard that Zhao bandits gave money, they caused a lot of turmoil in the villages. Zhao bandits actually paid back the money. This is the greatest miracle in ancient times. He took out 50,000 yuan to distribute dividends to the young and old people in Zhaojia Village. One thousand yuan per household is not a small amount. Those who contribute more effort are given less.

The first time the Zhaojia Village elders received money from the village committee, they were also dumbfounded. Zhaojia Village has been a poor village since history, with a lot of gangsters and even the village chief nickname is bandit. This is more than 1,000 yuan and it is not considered the money for growing peanuts. There are several families with more land and hard work. The most in a year, they actually have more than 3,000 yuan in savings. The Zhaojia Village elders were dumbfounded. The old man was a little superstitious and quickly burned incense and worshipped Buddha, saying that God would bless him. No matter what the hell is entangled with the village chief, it is definitely a good ghost anyway. It is best to entangle for three or five years.

Zhao Daxi didn't care about this. When he walked in the village, he finally smelled some meat. He felt very happy. He could only give so much to the elders of Zhaojia Village. Zhao Daxi's parents died since childhood, and the whole village elders raised him. Therefore, he developed the cruel character of the past. No matter how he raised his kindness, he would have to repay him.

这一天,站在村口远远看到一辆桑塔纳警车,硬把警服笔挺的张汉从车上扯下来.

张汉被他扯的一个趔趄,咧嘴苦笑:“老赵,就你这体格不当警察太可惜了,就你往大街上一吼,犯罪分子都得吓趴下了.”
Chapter completed!