Riverside Police.

Chapter 53

When they arrived at Sanlintang, the sun had already set, so Shao Leifei let him live in his house.

But this is a business trip, whether it is meals or accommodation, as long as there is an invoice, it can be reimbursed.

Moreover, it is required by the bureau to apply for a certificate for the ship, and all the expenses incurred will go to the account of the engineering leading group.

The 200 yuan I brought with me was all paid in advance from Zhang Lan, and I asked Zhang Lan for reimbursement after I went back, and I didn't have to pay it out.

Han Yu didn't want to bother him too much, so he insisted on staying in a hotel.

Seeing that he was not as big as Douding, Shao Lei had a stubborn temper, so he had to send him to a hotel not far from his home.

After checking in, I found a privately owned small restaurant on the old street, ordered two local dishes, accompanied him to dinner, and took him around the old street, and made an appointment at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning Departed to the shipyard, and then went home with luggage.

It was Han Yu's first time staying in a hotel, and he was a little excited.

However, compared to the accommodation environment in the hotel, he was more interested in this ancient town, which he had never been to before, or even heard of.

After resting for a while, I couldn't help but walk out of the room and lock the door, and went downstairs to wander alone.

Shiban Street, Shiban Bridge, Wenchang Pavilion, ancient stage, facade houses full of lattice windows...everywhere is full of ancient rhyme.

It is said that this old street originated in the Northern Song Dynasty, when a famous scholar from Jianfu named Lin Legeng came here to live in seclusion.

He had three sons who lived in three nearby places, so there were three villages in Donglin, Xilin and Zhonglin, from which Sanlintang got its name.

During the meal, Shao Lei said that when visiting Sanlin Old Street, he must try Sanlin food.

Because this place has been known as the hometown of cooking since the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the chefs of Sanlin are called "Shoveling Knife Gang", which can be said to be the ancestor of the local cuisine of the East China Sea!
I tasted it at night, and the meat skin of Sanlin is not bad.

But the skin of the meat is the skin of the meat, no matter how delicious it is, it is still the skin of the meat.

In contrast, Han Yu still prefers the braised pork ribs on the passenger ship at noon.

It's a rare visit, and I need to buy some Sanlin pickles to take home.

I bought a few catties of pickles and was about to go back to the hotel when I accidentally found a public phone in front of me.

Xu Suo and the others must be worried if he is on a business trip alone and doesn't call the office.If the phone bill is not expensive, you can call Lin Xiaohui by the way.

Han Yu couldn't help walking over, and asked, "Auntie, what are the charges for long-distance calls?"

"Where are you going?"

"Linghai, Linghai County in Jiangnan Province."

"and many more."

The middle-aged woman sitting in the small shop rummaged through a fee schedule, looked it over carefully, and looked up: "Long-distance charges are based on distance. If you go to Linghai for more than [-] kilometers, it costs [-] cents per minute."

It's a bit expensive, but it won't take a few minutes to get through. You just need to say a few words to get through.

After thinking about it, Han Yu asked, "Auntie, do you have an invoice?"

"No invoice, do you want a receipt, I can write you a receipt."

"The receipt is fine."

"Fight or not?"

"beat."

"Will you call, do you have a number, do you know the area code?"

"I know, I will fight."

"Then let's fight."

Women want to watch TV, a little impatient.

Han Yu picked up the phone, dialed the area code first, and then dialed the number in the station. After waiting for about a minute, Lao Zhang's voice came from the receiver: "This is the Yanjiang Police Station, who can I call?"

"Uncle Zhang, I am Han Yu. I have already settled down in a town not far from the shipyard when I arrived in Donghai. I will go to the shipyard early tomorrow morning."

"Okay, okay, I'm telling old Qian where you are now."

"Where is Xu Suo and the instructor?"

"Xu's office went to your sister-in-law's house at noon to help you eat sugar porridge. I went to the fire brigade in the afternoon, but I didn't come to the office. The instructor is not on duty today, and he will go back after work..."

"Uncle Zhang, long-distance calls are expensive, I just want to report that I'm safe, so I'll hang up first."

Han Yu stared at the time on the meter, and hung up decisively when it almost jumped to 43 seconds.

He took out a 1-cent banknote, paid the long-distance phone bill first, and asked with embarrassment how much it would cost to call Xu Hui for one minute.

The woman didn't bother to explain, so she handed over the charging standard and let him see it by himself.

原来东海的公用电话费用是以空间距离计算的，不超过25公里每分钟通话0.1元，不超过50公里每分钟通话0.2元，不超过100公里每分钟通话0.3元……

One dime can chat for 1 minute, and one dollar can chat for 10 minutes!
Han Yu felt that it was not expensive, at least he could afford it, so he quickly took out the small notebook with the number on it, and dialed the number.

There is also a public phone over there, but the service attitude is better than the one in front of me. I asked who to call, and I was very enthusiastic to help.

Fearing that Han Yu couldn't wait, he also said that the tailor shop was not closed.

After waiting for about 1 minute, Lin Xiaohui's voice came from the receiver.

"Who is it, salted fish?"

"Xiaohui, how do you know it's mine? I haven't called you yet."

"No one will call me but you."

When she received a call for the first time, Lin Xiaohui was both happy and a little embarrassed. She looked up at Uncle in the phone booth, and then at her aunt who was standing at the door of the store and looking over here, and asked in a low voice, clutching the communicator, "What are you doing today?" Why did you think of calling me, is there something wrong?"

It was good to hear her voice.

Han Yu throbbed for a while, and said with a smile, "I'm on a business trip to Donghai, and I saw a public phone here, so I called you."

"You have come to Donghai, when did you come?"

"Come here today, just arrived in the afternoon."

"Where are you!"

"In Putong, it's too far away from you, or I'll go to find you."

"You are away on business for a few days, when do you plan to go back?"

"Tomorrow morning, I will go to the shipyard to handle errands. If everything goes well, I will go back by boat tomorrow afternoon."

Lin Xiaohui asked puzzledly: "Our shipping company also has a ship repairing factory, why did you come to the ship repairing factory in the East China Sea?"

Han Yu explained: "Our shipping company has a ship repairing factory, but it can only repair small boats and build barges under [-] tons. I am going to the ship repairing factory of Donghai Port Barge Transportation Company tomorrow. , a professional supporting manufacturer of port machinery equipment.”

Lin Xiaohui asked curiously, "How professional is it?"

"People can build tugboats and pushers with less than [-] horsepower (the tugboats behind the fleet), and they can build thousand-ton barges, passenger and cargo ships, barges and crane ships!"

"Aren't you a police officer now? Why did you start repairing and building ships?"

"I'm a marine policeman. We have a law enforcement rescue ship. I'm in charge of repairing and sailing the boat."

"You finally got admitted to a technical secondary school, and finally became a cadre. Why did you repair and sail the boat again? Didn't you stay on the boat enough?"

"I... I studied water transportation management, and I only know how to repair and drive ships."

As long as it is a child who grew up on a boat, who would not want to go ashore...

Han Yu could understand why she asked this question, and quickly changed the subject: "Xiaohui, I have received your letter and photos. It's so pretty and foreign, and looks like a movie star."

"Really?"

"What are you doing to lie to you? I'm afraid the color of the photo will fade, so I went to the photo studio and asked someone to seal it. The lady boss of the photo studio also said it looks good."

When Lin Xiaohui saw Uncle in the phone booth looking at her with a smile, she immediately blushed with embarrassment, but she was flattered in her heart. She hurriedly turned around and muttered, "You haven't even sent me a picture."

Han Yu hurriedly said, "I'll send it when I get back."

"When do you leave tomorrow, I'll see you off."

"No need, I read the map on the boat, and your place is also far away from Shiliupu Wharf. Besides, it's up to you to say whether you can go there tomorrow."

"Then I won't see you off."

"No need to send."

Han Yu smiled and asked: "Xiaohui, the uncle who answered the phone just now said that you are not closed at the moment, do you have a lot of clothes to make, and are you tired there?"

Linghai's sandy dialect is similar to Donghai dialect, and the uncle at the phone booth can understand it. Lin Xiaohui doesn't want him to tell his aunt what he said.

And going out to work is not tiring. She didn't want Xianyu to worry, and said in a low voice: "There are a lot of clothes to make, but it's not tiring. Sewing is not coolie."

"I have to do night work at night..."

"It won't be long, and I won't do it until eight or nine o'clock."

"If you're tired, change jobs, if you can't, go back to Linghai."

"What can I do when I go back to Linghai?"

"You can do anything, and I will help you find it when the time comes."

"Salted fish, stop kidding, I won't go back to Linghai, I like Donghai, I'm not going anywhere."

……

The East China Sea is so prosperous and foreign, who doesn't like it?

But it is not easy for a foreigner to gain a foothold in the East China Sea!

Han Yu chatted on the phone for two yuan, and returned to the hotel, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

For a while, Lin Xiaohui was turning on the lights and stepping on the sewing machine in his mind. For a while, he thought of Huang Jiangsheng, who had to go to Linghai to sell rice and eggs because he couldn’t go home. For a while, he thought of Shao Lei, who was from Donghai on his household registration but never regarded himself as a native of Donghai. .

I feel that Donghai belongs to those people who have registered permanent residence, official job, and housing. Those who have no registered permanent residence, official job and no house are just passers-by like myself, a marine policeman who came on a business trip.

(End of this chapter)