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Chapter 36 Behind the Scenes

 "Since you want to do it, then I will tell you."

Chu Heng didn't dislike his cigarette either. He took it and lit it. He leaned against the wall behind him and began to talk: "The delivery location is right here. The time is midnight. From now on, you can

If you want goods, go to the grocery store in front of Xitang Hutong and draw a circle under the third window on the left. I will take a look every afternoon, and the quantity of goods must be determined in advance."

Ergou squatted beside him and nodded repeatedly, keeping every word and sentence he said in mind. When he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to ask: "Brother, when can I get the goods?"

"Look at you, if you have the money, you can get the goods tonight." Chu Heng breathed smoke at him, retracted his hands to his sleeves, and strategically exposed the flower-knot roll, his eyes squinting.

Staring at him, he threatened: "But one thing I want to remind you is that you must take care of your mouth. If I follow you and get into trouble, don't blame me for being rude."

Seeing the guy, Ergou was immediately frightened, and repeatedly promised: "Brother, don't worry, if I am caught, even if I am beaten to death without confessing to you, I will say that I have nothing in the hands of everyone."

Received."

However, after he threatened him like this, Ergou felt more confident. He even had a handjob. He was so professional. He was definitely not fooling him here.

"So much the better."

Chu Heng nodded with satisfaction, put the flower-kou brush away again, and asked, "Tell me, how much do you want and when do you want it?"

"Brother, please let me think about it."

Ergou thought about the little money he had on the side. It would definitely not be possible to use all of it to buy goods. He had to leave some cross-river money, no matter how much he bought. Regardless of whether others would sell it or not, he would not make any profit.

After calculating for a long time, he said: "Brother, I want 80 kilograms of rice, 50 kilograms of white flour, and 300 kilograms of corn noodles. Just give me 20 kilograms of oil. But I have to get the goods tomorrow night. I have to get them today."

Process the tickets in my hand and collect the money."

"Then we'll see you at midnight tomorrow." Chu Heng, who finally settled on an agent, felt relaxed all over, as if an invisible shackle had fallen off his body.

From today on, he no longer has to get up early to sell goods, nor does he have to worry about the red sleeve hoops every day.

From now on, he only needs to be an upstream supplier hidden behind the scenes.

Thunder is carried by two dogs, and the money is earned by him.

he...tui

A capitalist with a dark heart.

After Chu Heng discussed several details with Ergou, seeing that it was getting late, he packed up his things and left Pigeon Market.

After a whole day of wind and sun, the snow on the road has melted, and the entire Sijiu City has turned into a quagmire.

He rode the bike cautiously, shuttling between puddles one after another. He didn't dare to go too fast for fear of splashing water on pedestrians on the street. Not only would he be scolded, but he would also give you two bricks if he met someone with a bad temper.

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After he got home, he ate something and started to pack his things.

I have to go back to work tomorrow, and I have to work the night shift that night. I have to bring food, drink, and other supplies with me. It would be inconvenient and troublesome to have anything less.

There is no way, why is he a single person? Others have food and drinks at home when they are on duty, so he has to make everything by himself, otherwise he will be hungry.

Alas, this frog's life is really miserable and miserable...

Chu Heng first dug out the unused bedding and tied it with hemp rope into a square marching bag. Finally, he found a rattan suitcase and put some pots, pans and food in it to make a show of waiting until it was actually used.

Then take it from the warehouse.

After finishing it, he put the things in the corner, wiped himself off and got into the warehouse.

In the middle of the night, he had a grain transaction with the old man. The things must not be given out in their original packaging. He had to toss bags of grain into the big bags delivered from the grain store.

One thousand five hundred kilograms of grain, a full thirty bags, is a laborious task, and it is not easy for him to operate alone, and it takes more effort.

After struggling for more than half an hour, he folded the rice noodles into his pocket and tied them up. He was so tired that he was covered in sweat.

After coming out of the warehouse, Chu Heng felt uncomfortable all over. His body was sticky, as if he was wrapped in paste. He had to wash it off, otherwise he would not be able to sleep.

He looked up at the clock on the wall. It was almost seven o'clock. There was no way to go to the bathhouse at this hour. The water was not much better than the muddy soup outside, so it was better not to wash at all.

He simply boiled some water and simply wiped himself.

After cleaning himself up, Chu Heng quickly turned off the lights and got into bed, seizing the time to rest.

After sleeping until about eleven o'clock, he got up from the bed again, dragging his tired body sleepily to Pigeon Market.

Today is a full moon day.

The round silver plate hangs high in the sky over Sijiu City, and the hanging moonlight gently falls on every corner of the ancient city, as if covered with a white veil of the Holy Spirit.

The accumulated water during the day had formed a thin layer of ice, and the wheels of the vehicle made a "crunching" noise when pressed against it, which was a bit harsh in the quiet night.

Chu Heng traveled at a fast pace and soon arrived at the place. Immediately, the man sneaked into a dead end, peeking at the distant movements in the darkness, waiting for the arrival of the old man.

It was very cold in Sijiucheng on a winter night. He didn't feel anything when riding his bicycle when he came here, but now he was as cold as a third-grandson.

Fortunately, the old man didn't keep him waiting, and after about ten minutes, he showed up with a few people.

There were four people in their party. In addition to the old man, there were three young men with big shoulders and round waists. Each of them was pushing a cart.

Chu Heng did not go there rashly. He was afraid that the old man would play some tricks with him. He walked around the area first and made sure that there were no tails. Then he returned to the entrance of the alley, spread a tarp on the ground, and put the prepared food in it.

Put it on top, and then finally show up.

"come over."

He stood in the distance, turned on the flashlight, and waved it a few times at the old man standing at the entrance of Pigeon Market, looking at his watch frequently.

The old man, who was already a little impatient, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly led the people towards him.

When he arrived, the old man didn't dare to lose his temper, so he could only whisper: "Man, please let me wait."

Chu Heng didn't answer, and pointed at the pile of grain behind him with his flashlight: "Here are the things, where's the money?"

"It has been prepared for you a long time ago." The old man quickly took out a thick stack of ten yuan bills from his bag and handed it over: "You count it."

"No need. I'm short of money. I'll go to your house to ask for it." Chu Hengpi took the money with a smile, and without saying a polite word, he got on his bicycle and drove away.

"well……"

This sentence touched the heart of the old man. He touched a string of small bubbles coming out of the corner of his mouth, sighed regretfully, and hurriedly called his nephews behind him to load food.

Unlike him, Chu Heng was beaming with joy at this time.

Including the more than 700 yuan given by the old man, his current savings has reached 3,000 yuan. In this era, it is definitely a huge sum of money!

However, in Chu Heng's view, the money is still far from enough.

It is now approaching the end of 1965, and it is almost June 6. By that time, he will no longer be able to continue his business.

Therefore, he must accumulate enough capital as soon as possible before this, not only to ensure that his life will not be too bad in the next few years, but also to set aside a large amount of money to wait for the day of reform.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.


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