He was at the door and did not accompany the police in. Cao Yuan moved a chair for him. He was sitting on the chair on the ground, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes closed, holding Buddhist beads like an enlightened outsider.
Captain Li led a group of police officers in. Only two soldiers jumped out of the truck, probably their heads.
One was holding a submachine gun in his hand and was very alert, and the other was an old man with gray hair on his temples. Under his military cap, he had a pair of eagle-like eyes, but he had an old man's unique smile on his face, which looked very cheerful.
Xie Haoyun knew him and met him during a meeting.
He stood at the door of the warehouse without going in. He and Xie Haoyun were on the left and right, just like the two gatekeepers of the warehouse.
All the guns were pointed at Xie Haoyun. Cao Yuan had already prepared his posture. One was preparing to take the blame, and the other was standing in front of Mr. Xie to die for him.
Mr. Xie paused his hand and said, "Cao Yuan, please be calm!"
Cao Yuan said "hmm", but his body did not move and he still stood in front of Mr. Xie.
After a while, Captain Li came out with a group of people. The old man asked him: "How are you doing? Are everything there?"
Captain Li looked at the old man blankly and said, "Mr. Tan, it's all garlic! No, there's also rice and soybeans."
"What? Garlic and grain?" The old man's already cheerful voice became louder. He reached out and slapped Xie Haoyun on the shoulder, "Good boy, did you really get garlic?"
Xie Haoyun, who was slapped by him, did not move at all. He opened his eyes, nodded and said, "Well, I promised the city to find a way to allocate a batch of garlic. Fortunately, it fulfilled its mission."
The old man saw Xie Haoyun standing up. The boy was too tall and his height was only under his armpits, but the old man was really happy.
"Let's go and have a look with me. These idiots have been looking for trouble all day long, and today they finally did something serious. If I hadn't gotten the news, I wouldn't have been able to see these things at first sight."
The old man and the big guy entered the warehouse and looked at the three warehouses full of garlic and rice. They were so happy that they slapped their thighs and shouted "good boy" over and over again.
"What are your plans? How are you going to deliver these things to the city?"
The old man looked at Xie Haoyun, feeling secretly proud.
Now that meningitis is happening, the garlic from these three warehouses is enough for hospitals in surrounding provinces and cities, not to mention Modu.
Xie Haoyun said slowly: "I will contact you every day when I return to Modu for these things. You also know that it is not easy to get them now. It took a lot of effort to get them, and I am afraid that they will be robbed by someone who is interested."
The old man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah, it's hard to find garlic now. You can find so much, it's a huge credit!"
The old man has this kind of character, he is very forthright, straight-forward, he will hit what needs to be beaten and kill what needs to be killed without any mercy, but he is not vague at all about what should be praised and credited.
Xie Haoyun said: "I originally wanted to contact the leaders in the past two days to find out how to distribute and send out the things. Since Mr. Tan is here in person, you can escort them back in person. I am worried about saving you here."
"Okay, okay, then I'll take it back." The old man said to the man holding the submachine gun, "Xiao Deng, go back immediately and ask someone to take the goods back."
The old man touched Xie Haoyun's shoulders, and the two brothers said as if: "Xiao Xie, tell me, how much do you give us for these garlic?"
Xie Haoyun also made a rare joke: "Mr. Tan, how many hairs are you going to pluck?"
The old man thought to himself that he was not an iron rooster, so he stretched out three fingers and shook them at Xie Haoyun.
"Three dollars?"
"Hey, you, comrade, are so shameless! San Mao, San Mao, okay?"
Xie Haoyun shook his head.
"Forty cents, forty cents can't be more. Comrade Xiao Xie, look at the goods in these three warehouses. It is estimated to be 400 tons, right? One ton is 2,000 kilograms. Forty cents per kilogram, one ton.
It’s 800 yuan, and 400 tons is 320,000. Xiao Xie, if you take 320,000, good guy, spread the word..."
"What happened to the news?"
"It doesn't seem to matter... Hahaha, if you are cheaper, let's save people, right? If you are cheaper, tell me what conditions you want, and I will give you credit!"
Xie Haoyun saw that the old man was scratching his head and scratching his head. He was obviously not good at negotiating, but he still tried hard to bargain with him. Xie Haoyun stopped teasing him and said, "Mr. Tan is so polite, so I will say it!"
"Wait a minute, I'll get a quick-acting heart-saving pill, hahaha."
"Two cents."
"What?"
"2 cents per catty! You heard that right, 2 cents per catty."
The old man's eyes widened and he asked Captain Li next to him: "What did you hear what he said?"
Captain Li said awkwardly: "He said garlic costs 2 cents a pound."
The old man searched everywhere for pills on his body, and did not forget to scold Captain Li: "Boy, you need to investigate more when doing things in the future, do you understand?"
There was no smile on Cao Yuan's little black face. Humph, he was pointing a submachine gun at Mr. Xie just now. Now he is pretending to be crazy to cover up his embarrassment!
The old man said: "Xiao Xie, you have helped the city a lot and done a great thing for the people. I must give you credit."
The two of them talked politely, everyone around them had put down their guns, and the two sides were friendly.
Xiao Deng soon arrived with a fleet of trucks, weighing and loading the trucks. Xie Haoyun pointed to the rice and soybeans and said: "These are not for the city, they are reserved for relief of some particularly needy people."
The old man saw other people weighing and packing garlic. He opened his rice bag and looked at the rice. He was so happy.
He was also a farmer, so how could he not know how top-quality these rices were? The army had never seen such fragrant rice.
"Since you are leaving it to the people who are in particular need, how about the army exchanging grain with you? Can you exchange one and a half catties for one catty?" the old man said, "It's okay to sell it, and we'll charge it at a private price."
Xie Haoyun was too lazy to exchange for some food, but he couldn't offend Old Man Tan.
"These are indeed the people I want to save. You can't sell them, and don't exchange them. How about I ask someone to send two bags to your house later?"
"No," the old man said, "there are several old guys with us. Don't just give it to me. Let's do this. I see there are hundreds of bags here. How about you give me 100 bags? We will pay 2 yuan per pound."
Calculate?"
100 bags of rice cost 2 yuan a pound, which would cost Old Man Tan more than 30,000 yuan. Xie Haoyun had never seen how much it cost, and it was not short of the 30,000 yuan.
"Mr. Tan wants to use it to do some welfare for the old leader. I have no reason not to support it. These 100 bags of rice are sponsored by me. You can take them with the car later."
No more money!!!
The old man was very happy and raised his thumb, Mr. Xie, oh, Comrade Xie Haoyun, you are so generous!
The garlic weighed by the old man was 362 tons in total, and the bill was 14,480 yuan. The old man asked someone to pay the money immediately.
2 cents per pound, Mr. Xie said it was a transaction, and they definitely took advantage of a world-class advantage. This is simply more touching than giving it away for free. Paying 2 cents shows that the people's supplies are not in vain.
Seeing the old man loading garlic into a big truck, but seeing nothing, Xie Haoyun said to Cao Yuan: "Hurry up and load the remaining rice and soybeans into the truck and take them away."
As long as you eat this rice, you will never put it down. Xie Haoyun has given the sacks that Liang Xiaonan gave him a few days ago to those masters. Sure enough, those masters were cured of their sorrow and asked him if he still had that kind of rice.
Cao Yuan knew in his heart that after he ate a bowl of rice at Mr. Xie's side, all other rice tasted like nothing.
Xie Haoyun donated 362 tons of garlic, and the military district escorted it back to the city with guns and live ammunition, causing a sensation in Modu.