There were two bowls of boiled water on the stone table. After listening to Li Donglai's story, Mr. Wang Wu agreed without hesitation.
"Don't worry, I will ask my second son to send someone to investigate Xu Damao. If he dares to touch my brother, Wang Wu Ye, this kid is really tired of living!"
"Be careful, that boy Xu Damao is very cunning." Li Donglai warned: "Don't touch him until you have evidence.
Also, don’t do those illegal things, it’s not the old world anymore.”
People like Mr. Wang Wu came from the old world and were used to fighting and killing.
"Please rest assured, we old friends have all studied and know what can be done and what cannot be done." Mr. Wang Wu grinned.
"By the way, the best way to start is to investigate that old woman." Li Donglai told Wang Wuye the details of the old woman's appearance and clothing.
The police station has limited manpower and cannot cast a wide net.
The brothers under Mr. Wang Wu are collecting scraps in the capital every day, running around the streets like smart cameras, maybe they can find out the origin of the old woman.
"Also, Lou Xiaoe said that there was a murder case on Xu Damao. How did Lou Xiaoe, a little girl, know about this news? Lou Bancheng must have told him. Although Lou Bancheng has fled to Hong Kong City, his confidants must still be there.
In the capital, I think this is also an important clue."
"It makes sense. A big capitalist like Lou Bancheng must have henchmen who are dedicated to doing bad things. I know a few old brothers and know some things about the Lou family in the old world. I will help you investigate." Wang Wuye nodded.
After discussing the 'case', Li Donglai used the system to help the uncles and aunts in the compound check it over.
There is nothing serious, just some old age diseases.
I received a lot of gratitude and got 35 points.
"Just let the second son take the medicine according to the prescription. I have some things to do, so I'll leave first." Li Dong handed the manuscript paper with the medicine list to Mr. Wang Wu.
Mr. Wang Wu took it and said with a smile: "You won't be eating here at noon? You have helped me so much. My old brothers have long wanted to find a chance to thank you."
He didn't mean to make any clichés. Most of the residents here do not have regular jobs and cannot go to the hospital for medical treatment. Li Donglai's "free clinic" has solved a big problem for them.
"No, Gu Shen is still waiting at the food station." Li Donglai stood up and walked out, followed by Wang Wuye to see him off.
As soon as I walked to the door, a young man with a thin build, piercing eyes and a shaved hair just opened the door and came in.
He is the second son of Wang Wuye's eldest apprentice, and he is now in charge of the waste collection business.
Last time, Mr. Wang Wu followed Li Donglai's suggestion and took his brothers to 'merge' all the scrapyards in the suburbs.
There are a total of twelve illegal waste stations, all of which have been handed over to Erzi for management.
According to Li Donglai's suggestion, the scrap depot implements a unified purchase price for junk goods sold for scrap. The price is only 1 cent more expensive than the state-run collection points.
Mr. Wang Wu once wondered why it was so expensive and so unattractive. It was entirely possible for junkies to sell the scraps to state-run purchasing points.
Li Donglai explained that the scrap depot's business is a gray business after all. Once the purchase price is raised, the scrap dealers will sell all their scraps to the scrap depot, and the state-owned purchasing points will inevitably be empty.
Even if those formal workers are looking forward to a little more rest, the leaders above are not satisfied.
When the time comes, an order will be issued and all black purchasing points will be closed.
If the price is only 1 cent higher than that of a state-run outlet, some scrap dealers will sell their scraps to a state-run outlet considering the long distance.
Once the state-owned sites have operations, the black purchase sites will not be so conspicuous.
At the same time, profits will not be reduced much, after all, the purchase price is not much lower.
After hearing this, the fifth master Wang was deeply convinced and asked his second son to act according to the rules.
really.
The black purchasing point has been open for more than two months, and no one has come to cause trouble.
As the person in charge of the black purchasing point, Erzi is very aware of the profit of the purchasing point.
Now the net profit from purchasing points can reach 1,000 yuan every month.
This is more money than what they made by taking the risk of starting a pigeon market.
Therefore, he admired Li Donglai deeply.
Just two simple words can make others earn so much money. Gee, this person is amazing.
"Brother Donglai, don't leave today. I'm going to Quanjude to pick up two roast ducks and buy two bottles of old wine. Let's have a good meal today." The second son now has money and speaks louder.
"Wait until you have free time. I really have something to do today." Li Donglai exchanged greetings with his two sons and was about to go outside when he thought of something and turned back.
"Er Zi, please notify me. If the scrapyard receives antiques or something, help me keep them."
In his previous life, Li Donglai's eighteenth girlfriend was a museum docent.
In the process of learning from each other, Li Donglai learned that a large number of antique cultural relics were lost after the wind broke out.
Doing this can also save some.
In this era, antiques were not valuable. It is said that an ancient painting by Qi Baishi could be sold for less than fifty yuan.
If you can take the opportunity to save some, then hide it in a secret place.
When the flowers bloom in spring, donating them anonymously to the museum can be regarded as a contribution to the inheritance of Chinese culture.
The world is so big and I am just a little ant??...but I will try my best to protect you??
"Antique?" Erzi did not expect that Li Donglai would make this request.
That thing can't be used as food, and it may cause trouble.
Scratching his head: "We don't understand that stuff either."
"That's easy. If you encounter anything that looks like an antique, just leave it all to me." Li Dong said, taking out two hundred yuan from his arms and handing it over: "I'll buy it at the market price."
"How can I ask you to pay?" Erzi waved his hands repeatedly.
Just kidding, it's all thanks to Li Donglai that this junk shop can be opened.
It's too embarrassing to charge money for just a few pieces of junk.
"Okay, you just have to worry about it anyway."
Li Donglai didn't show any pretense to him. He left the courtyard and rode his bicycle back to Qinjiagou.
Today is the day when Uncle Qin goes to work at the food station.
Li Donglai naturally wanted to accompany him.
Early in the morning, Uncle Qin prepared the necessary rituals.
Actually it's nothing.
A tattered quilt and two sets of patched old clothes were wrapped in packages.
Enamel jars, chopsticks, and enamel bowls are placed in the net bag.
There is also a bag of black steamed bread.
Although he wanted to work at the food station, he had no food supplies.
These black steamed buns can last for half a month.
When Li Donglai came to Uncle Qin's house, he was standing in the livestock shed, grooming the big ox and educating Qin Dabao.
"To make the cattle fat, eat more dewy grass. From now on, you will go to the river at five o'clock every morning to cut grass. You want the kind with dew."
"Feed your legs in the morning and feed your mouth in the evening. You must feed the cow on time and on time."
