I am many years in the courtyard

Chapter 237, Ten Thousand Jins of Grain Heavy Snow (for subscription)

"Century-year-old ginseng is enough, right?"

The Erdao dealer reconfirmed with Many Years, who nodded and said, "If the number of years is higher, the price can be raised a bit more appropriately."

The last time he bought the 300-year-old wild ginseng, he only spent 100 yuan.

But it's different now, it's him who has this need, and it doesn't matter if the price is a little higher.

After all, cancer doesn't wait for anyone.

After hearing the words for many years, the Erdao dealers were very excited.

However, one morning passed without a single ginseng.

There is no ginseng, let alone century-old ginseng.

The grain has been purchased several times, but the total amount is less than [-] catties.

Most people now trade very little food.

Otherwise, it will be the end of December, when the people in the city will also distribute food, and the production teams in the suburbs will also distribute food.

There must be many rural people in the suburbs who want to come to the city to exchange money and buy something that is in short supply.

Many supplies in short supply require food stamps, or they can be purchased directly, but the price will be relatively expensive.

In this day and age, you don't need food stamps for eating out, but the price will be doubled.

After leaving Pigeon City, I have been disappointed for many years.

"However, today is the first day, and there are still about four months left. You should be able to buy three century-old ginseng, right?"

On the way home, he comforted himself.

But he still couldn't help but resume the game. He wandered around the Pigeon Market for several months before, and only once encountered someone selling century-old wild ginseng.

In other words, in the next four months, the possibility of buying a century-old ginseng is relatively high.

However, it may be very difficult to get three hundred and three hundred-year-old wild ginseng.

Or almost impossible.

"Before people like Zhang Linsheng and Chu Guodong didn't have old wild ginseng?"

Suddenly, many years secretly complained.

People are like this, when you don't need it, you don't care about it, even if it dangles in front of you, you will turn a blind eye.

However, when you really want to use it, it hides like a ghost again.

In the next few days, the days became colder day by day, and the cold current brought by the Siberian cold wind was as cold as the bone.

For many years, apart from work, I have been looking for century-old wild ginseng.

He has already asked many pharmacies in the city, and there is no hundred-year-old wild ginseng at all, only decades-old ginseng.

Moreover, the old wild ginseng from these decades is only half.

Half of it is useless, let alone just decades old wild ginseng.

I don't know if everyone has hidden the century-old wild ginseng, but it can't be found in the market anyway.

From this point of view, the 300-year-old wild ginseng I encountered in Pigeon City many years ago was really very lucky.

At noon this day, when many years came home, I accidentally saw Qin Huairu's mother-in-law who came to visit Qin Huairu, and said happily:

"Mother is here."

It is still necessary to follow the Romans, Qin Huairu calls his parents, not his parents, and has no choice but to follow him for many years.

In fact, regarding the addressing of parents, there are differences in many places. The old man and mother in Sichuan, the father and mother in the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and Da and mother in the northwest.

There is also the capital side, which will gradually become an old man and an old lady in the future.

The mother-in-law, Yang Qiuhong, has been seeing her for many years, with a smile on her face, very happy.

When my daughter got married, she lived a really good life. Not to mention enough food and clothing, the key point was to teach her for many years, and even planned to let her become an accountant.

Is an accountant so easy to be?

In the production team over at Qinjiagou, the accountant is still the old Zhangfang, who graduated from a serious private school. Not to mention, Qin Huairu can't match that beautiful calligraphy.

As soon as he sat down for many years, he heard his mother-in-law say:

"Son-in-law, I heard from Xiaoru that you are looking for century-old wild ginseng, right?"

He smiled, nodding that he did.

Yang Qiuhong continued:
"It's like this, Zhang Han'er's house in Yangjiazhuang of our production team seems to have a hundred-year-old ginseng, which was dug in the mountains a few years ago..."

Hearing this news, I was pleasantly surprised for many years, and then I was puzzled:
"Xiao Ru never told me about this, Xiao Ru, have you forgotten?"

Qin Huairu shook her head blankly, how did she know about this?

The mother-in-law quickly said:
"Yangjiazhuang is a bit far from Qinjiagou. Xiaoru seldom goes there. I've heard people say it. I'm not sure if Zhang Han'er still has this old mountain ginseng in his hand."

Even if there is, it is not easy to change!

Because it is easy to be accused of buying and selling, Zhang Han'er is certainly not stupid, even if he had this old mountain ginseng in his hand, he would not take it out.

In addition, now it is a big pot of rice, and everything belongs to the commune.

If Zhang Han'er hid the old mountain ginseng, he would be charged with a lot of crimes.

In an instant, many years have been thought of a lot.

Can't help but sigh, it's difficult!
Of course, now that I know this news, I will definitely not let go of this old mountain ginseng for many years, and I must go and have a look.

"Mom, I know, it's not easy to exchange now, just pretend that you haven't said anything about it, and don't ask about it anymore."

After hearing the words of many years, Yang Qiuhong turned pale and nodded quickly.

Even at home, be careful lest the walls have ears.

The commune has been running for several months and a lot has happened.

So there is nothing wrong with being careful.

The glutinous rice wine in the basement has been very fragrant after several days of precipitation.

Yang Qiuhong followed Qin Huairu and many years into the guest room, and smelled the strong aroma of wine.

"Mother, these are glutinous rice distiller's grains, you can bring some back later, and this wine..."

After hearing the words for many years, Yang Qiuhong shook her head and said:
"You guys keep these, Xiaoru is pregnant with a baby, it's time to supplement nutrition, so you should drink more of these nutritious foods..."

For many years, he smiled wryly and shook his head:

"Mom, pregnant women are not allowed to drink alcoholic food during pregnancy..."

Regarding this matter, it is all caused by experience.

Many years ago, I also remember that when I was a child, many pregnant women at home drank glutinous rice wine.

But he forgot that it was confinement time, and he didn't drink much.

When he chatted with the old Chinese doctor last time, he happened to mention this matter, and was stopped by the old Chinese doctor.

Glutinous rice wine has a low alcohol content, but it is still wine.

If pregnant women drink glutinous rice wine and distiller's grains, it will also enter the fetus.

Alcohol is extremely unfriendly to the growth of infants and young children and will affect the development of children.

"Fortunately, my master reminded me early, otherwise, it would be a disaster for the child."

Mentioning this matter, I have been afraid for many years.

Sometimes, being rich is really a good thing, and doing the right thing is more important than anything else.

Obviously he remembered that children should not drink alcohol, but he forgot that pregnant women also have children in their stomachs.

Yang Qiuhong was also frightened for a while, did it really affect it?

For many years, I didn't want to continue discussing this matter.

In terms of authority, it must be Zhang Mingde, an old Chinese doctor, who is more authoritative.

Secondly, in any case, glutinous rice wine and distiller's grains are foods that contain alcohol. This kind of food is extremely inappropriate for children and pregnant women.

Finally, there are so many nutritious foods, why do we have to use glutinous rice wine?

So, the matter was decided.

After lunch at noon, Yang Qiuhong got on the bus with glutinous rice wine and distiller's grains, and returned to Qinjiagou.

Taking advantage of half a day's time left, Yang Qiuhong didn't go to work, but went to Yangjiazhuang.

She really didn't go out of her way to inquire about the century-old ginseng, but she also slapped Zhang Han'er on the sidelines.

A few months ago, the commune was established and started eating from a big pot.

All household belongings must be handed over. Cows, mules, pigs, chickens, fields, etc., all become the collective property of the commune, and Laoshan ginseng is no exception.

Hearing Zhang Han'er said that he handed in the old mountain ginseng, Yang Qiuhong's expression changed.

After chatting for a while, they returned to Qinjiagou.

He has not been clear about these things for many years, and now he is also thinking of a way, how to get in touch with Zhang Han'er, and after gaining the trust of the other party, he will exchange the old mountain ginseng.

He was rather anxious, but Zhang Han'er probably wouldn't admit it.

The century-old wild ginseng is not an ordinary thing, of course it will be regarded as a treasure.

In the early morning of this day, many years got up and went out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw more than 20 centimeters of snow.

"It's snowing heavily?"

Frowning and looking at the snow at the door, my heart has been hazy for many years.

There is no one in Pigeon City who can blame this kind of ghostly weather.

If you can't go to Pigeon City, then there is no way to talk about the century-old ginseng.

In fact, he is still very lucky, at least he still has two options, one is to go to Changbai Mountain to dig by himself, and the other is to ask Kang Daotong for help.

If it were sisters Liu Wanqiu and Duan Xiaoyu, they wouldn't even have these two options.

After frowning, he still closed the door for many years, turned around and went out.

If you don't go to Pigeon City, it won't work at all.

With such thick snow, there is no way to ride a bicycle, so I can only take the No. [-] bus.

As soon as he stepped down, the heavy snow did not reach the base of his calf, but not long after, the heavy snow in the sky quickly covered his footprints.

Coming out of the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, although the vision is blurred, you can vaguely see that there is no one in the alley.

Leave along the small alley, have not been to those roads for many years, because there are street lights on the roads.

With the passage of time, and the frequent outbreak of cases, the speed of street lights in the capital has obviously accelerated a lot.

With the deterrence of street lights, those gangsters will not be so blatant.

People in Pigeon City like many years ago will become more cautious.

After all, the people who appeared on the road at this time were either the patrol armband team or other people who worked at night.

After walking through the streets and alleys, after many years, I finally came to Dongzhimen Pigeon Market. I looked down at the ground, and I could still see some footprints.

"Hey, these two-way traffickers are really dedicated."

Smiled, happy for many years.

In fact, he also understands that dedication is not forced by life.

Not to mention this era, even in [-], there are still many people working hard to survive in vegetable markets, construction sites, hotel entrances, etc. at three or four in the morning.

The Erdao vendors in the pigeon market are no different from the vegetable vendors in the vegetable market in later generations.

If there is a difference, one is illegal and the other is legal.

After confirming his identity with the sentinel, he entered Pigeon City after many years.

For many years, I didn't know who paid these sentry people.

But the current Pigeon City is indeed much better than before.

At least someone gave early warning, and the possibility of being caught was greatly reduced.

"Comrade, is there any food for sale?"

Not long after I arrived in Pigeon City, I was stopped by a person for many years.

"Comrade, do you see that my hands are empty, do I look like a grain seller?"

The other party was also wrapped in thick clothes, but the outer clothes turned out to be leather clothes.

The glaring three large characters of "Yi Da Tou" stood on the top of the other party's head. Such a big fat sheep, other second-class dealers, actually let it go?
I have been puzzled for many years. After all, who would wear leather clothes to Pigeon Market in this era?

Even if you have one at home, you won’t wear it to show off outside. Military overcoats are the mainstream of cadres and leaders in this era, and ordinary people are jackets.

As for those poor people, they just wear thin clothes and live by stomping their feet.

In the 50s, the proletariat was indeed the most powerful, but the proletariat also had to live, so they were the most miserable part of the people, and they were the vast majority of people.

However, there are still a small number of people, such as the people wearing leather jackets in front of them, they are already the middle class.

"Comrade, I have been observing you for a while. I know that you have been buying grain, but you have never sold it. You must have a lot of grain in your hand, right?"

The other party's words made many years' heart instantly vigilant.

Sure enough, that sentence really came true: How can you not get your shoes wet when you often walk by the river?
Of course, it's been pretty sure for many years that he wasn't being followed.

After all, every time he left and returned to Pigeon City, he would pay close attention to the situation behind him, and he would never be followed without knowing it.

"Comrade, your eyes are as sharp as a torch, and you can observe the subtleties." After many years of complimenting the other party, he shook his head and said:

"I've sold all the food in my hand, so I'm sorry, I can't sell it to you."

Not to mention that in his space, there is currently only a little over six thousand catties of grain in total, even if he had ten thousand catties, he would not choose to sell it.

Starting next year, food will be more precious than gold, silver, jewels, and money, because food is life-saving.

The other party suddenly changed the subject and said:
"Actually, I have food in my hand, and there is a lot of it. I just don't know what you use to buy it, comrade? The money is fine, I don't want money."

Hearing the other party's words, I suddenly realized after many years, no wonder those second-hand dealers didn't catch this big fat sheep, and the co-authors are also very picky.

For many years, my heart was moved, and I was curious:
"You said you don't want money, so what do you need? Not even dollars?"

The two have talked to each other until now, and they have not introduced themselves, nor have they asked each other for their names.

Pigeon City is like this, only talking about transactions, nothing else.

Of course, if it's some great cleverness, it's hard to say.

Anyway, people who dare to come to Pigeon City are not ordinary.

"Do you have dollars?"

Luo Weiqiang's eyes suddenly brightened, the US dollar is fine, the US dollar is valuable, and it can also be traded with international friends.

"I have US dollars in my hand, but not much. How much food do you think you have?"

Nodding for many years, he naturally prefers food to dollars.

Since Zhou Weiming traded six boxes of 120 bottles of Moutai last time, he spent three hundred-dollar bills, leaving twelve hundred-dollar bills left.

In recent times, he has exchanged some scattered US dollar bills one after another.

Because of this, he currently only has twelve hundred-dollar bills left.

This amount of money is not too small. Calculated according to the exchange rate of 300 yuan, it is also a huge sum worth 600 yuan.

He will keep two or three for emergencies. After all, those who hold century-old wild ginseng may also be in urgent need of US dollars?
Luo Weiqiang heard the words and said with great joy:

"I have as much grain as you want, whether it is coarse grain or fine grain, I can provide it. The key is whether you can afford the price."

What the other party said made Many Years suddenly vigilant.

There seems to be something wrong with this kind of person?

The previous Zhou Weiming seemed to be similar to the person in front of him, right?
It's just that Zhou Weiming still likes RMB, and the person in front of him just prefers US dollars.

To deal with such a person, you have to be more vigilant for many years.

"Really?" He continued to say with a 'very surprised' look for many years:
"I have 600 yuan and US dollars in my hand, but I don't want to spend all of it. I still need to buy [-]-year-old ginseng."

When Luo Weiqiang heard this, he became anxious.

600 U.S. dollars is equivalent to [-] yuan, which is a huge sum of money.

The recent exchange rate between RMB and US dollars has been maintained at the ratio of 100 yuan to 310 yuan for US dollars, and it has not changed much.

It is estimated that it has something to do with Wu Jieping before.

Wu Jieping left the capital at the end of October, and this person certainly did not leave the capital alone.

When a large number of people leave the capital, the demand for U.S. dollars in the capital will drop, causing the price to drop, and then it will remain at the price of 310 yuan, which is also a normal market behavior.

"Comrade, you need to buy century-old ginseng, right? How many roots do you need?"

After listening to it for many years, my heart was so excited. Could it be that the person in front of me really has century-old ginseng?
"Do you have any? I am very interested in century-old ginseng. Hey, I can make some money. How many ginseng do you have?"

After hearing the words for many years, Luo Weiqiang suddenly realized that it is no wonder that the former wanted to buy century-old ginseng, and the co-author had found a way to make money.

However, Luo Weiqiang was not envious, but nodded and said:
"I don't have [-]-year-old ginseng, but I know a friend who has [-]-year-old ginseng, and more than one."

"OK, no problem."

When answering this way, I have been muttering in my heart for many years. The person the other party mentioned is the person Kang Daotong mentioned, right?
After the two made an agreement, they left Pigeon City and went to the trading place to confirm the goods first.

As for the US dollars in his hands for many years, he said that he only carried a hundred-dollar bill with him.

Luo Weiqiang looked at it, and it was indeed a real dollar bill, so he didn't suspect anything.

The two turned left and right, came out from Dongzhimen, and walked straight into a courtyard house.

The more I walked for many years, the more strange I felt.

It wasn't until the two came to the vicinity of the courtyard and walked in that it was completely confirmed for many years.

Isn't this special meow Zhou Weiming's temporary den?
Co-authored that he met Zhou Weiming's financial backer this time?

No wonder he hasn't seen Zhou Weiming for a while. It seems that this business should be taken over by Luo Weiqiang in front of him.

Zhou Weiming was one of the few people he had known in Pigeon City for many years.

Other second-hand traffickers, their relationship is limited to Pigeon City.

However, in the long time he has been in Pigeon City, he has not found another century-old ginseng, otherwise he wouldn't have come to Pigeon City in a snowy day.

In the courtyard, I walked in with Luo Weiqiang for many years, and there was indeed a lot of food piled up inside.

The temperature in the room is very low, because there is no kang, and there is no kang at all.

After all, this is a warehouse, not a place to live.

Rice, dried sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes, flour, sorghum noodles, etc., have everything that one expects to find. I have been dumbfounded for many years.

Then, I couldn't help being curious:
"Your place is more abundant than the food in the grain store."

Luo Weiqiang laughed loudly, and said proudly:
"That's right, this place is very difficult to find, and the food won't stay for long, and it will be shipped away soon."

"So, comrade, if you really want to buy food, you have to hurry up."

For many years, they did not understand the specific situation of the other party, nor did they know why the food was piled up here and then quickly taken away.

His current thinking is indeed to trade grain.

However, he would rather buy century-old wild ginseng than trading grain.

"Comrade, as for the food, I have already seen that it takes time to trade food. I need to prepare a bullock cart to pull the food away."

Nodding his head, he said to the other party for many years:

"I can complete the food transaction with you for 100 dollars now. After the transaction is completed, you can take me to meet your friend, okay?"

However, Luo Weiqiang shook his head and said:

"At this time, my friend must not have woken up yet. If you don't mind, let's meet at Dongzhimen at seven o'clock tonight, and I will take you there then."

In this case, I didn't force it for many years, and even agreed.

Both of them tacitly did not talk about the daytime affairs. After all, everyone has a job during the daytime. Once they inquire about the daytime affairs, it is easy to reveal the work.

Next, the two began to trade.

Then Luo Weiqiang realized what a Hercules is.

This time, instead of buying fine grains such as rice and flour for many years, they bought all coarse grains.

Now there is enough fine grain in the space. Just the 700 catties of rice bought from Zhou Weiming and the 1000 catties of rice in Zhang Linsheng's basement, there are already more than [-] catties of rice here.

So much rice, enough to feed one person for many years.

Sweet potatoes are the kind that have just been dug out of the ground, which is different from dried sweet potatoes that have been processed.

However, these two kinds of grain have been directly demanded a lot for many years.

There are also coarse grains such as corn flour and sorghum flour, which have been harvested for many years.

The price of these coarse grains is not expensive, about [-] cents to [-] cents and [-] cents per catty.

Ten catties is one yuan, one hundred catties is ten yuan, and one thousand catties is only 100 yuan.

A US dollar bill of 100 yuan is worth 310 yuan.

In other words, about three thousand catties of coarse grains have been transported directly from Luo Weiqiang for many years.

Three thousand catties, this is really cruel.

But, who let Luo Weiqiang have anything to do with it, so this food deserves to make money for many years.

Luo Weiqiang was very curious. Every time he watched many years carrying 3 catties of grain into the heavy snow, he came back in less than [-] minutes.

He was very curious, where did the other party transport the food?
However, he was smart and didn't ask, but quietly watched the other party transport the three thousand catties of grain away.

It was a strong man again, and there were other people helping him, Luo Weiqiang secretly sighed in his heart.

Fortunately, he didn't have other thoughts, otherwise, the appointment would have been taken over for many years.

Sure enough, none of the people who do this business is a good stubble.

Luo Weiqiang, who was secretly grateful, waved his hand at Many Nian, turned around and left.

Of course there were guards in the warehouse of the courtyard house, but they didn't show up.

Therefore, Luo Weiqiang is not afraid of killing his carbine for many years.

Although this is outside the city, it is also close to Dongzhimen, and there is also a police station nearby. If a shot is fired, there is no way to escape.

After leaving the courtyard for many years, my heart was very hot.

He never thought that Luo Weiqiang was so strong and stored so much food in the courtyard.

Today's wave of transactions directly made the grain reserves in his space exceed nine thousand catties at once, and the distance of ten thousand catties is also within easy reach.

Moreover, it is foreseeable that he will continue to trade grain with Luo Weiqiang in the future.

More than ten thousand catties of grain is already a certainty.

Once the grain exceeds [-] catties, the food crisis in the next few years can be declared over.

On the way back, I looked back again and again for many years to confirm whether I was followed by others.

In the capital just after five o'clock in the morning, the night was gray and snowflakes were falling, and it seemed that there was no trend of getting smaller.

After confirming that no one was following him, he erased his footsteps after many years, and then walked towards home.

I went to the small alley near Nanluoguxiang, and continued to squat for many years.

This time, he finally noticed something was wrong.

Someone is really following him, and the other party should be a very powerful anti-detection master.

If not, it would have been discovered many years ago.

After many years of squatting and hiding in the dark corner of the wall, at this moment, I was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Who is this person? Could it be that person just now?"

He was suspicious of Luo Weiqiang just now, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't think it was quite like him.

After squatting for less than three seconds, many years decided to take the initiative.

After standing up, he quickly rushed in the direction he had just come from.

Sure enough, when he was rushing back, a few tens of meters away, there was a shadow that flashed away.

"Run, right? Let's see if you can outrun me!"

Seeing that the other party also started to run wildly, Nian Nian smiled, took big strides, and chased after the other party in the direction where the other party disappeared.

There are no street lights in the alley, and the pursuit depends entirely on strength.

Fortunately, there has been no night blindness for many years, and even the night vision ability is above the average level of ordinary people.

The speed of the opponent seemed to be very fast, but the wind and snow hindered him, and he couldn't run fast even if he wanted to.

The traces left behind are also very obvious. After all, no matter how heavy the wind and snow is, it will take time to erase the original footprints.

Therefore, following the footprints left by the other party, he quickly chased after him for many years.

However, he had just been chasing for 5 minutes. When he entered a small alley, he was stopped abruptly by a bullet as soon as he turned a corner.

What the hell!

Playing dirty, right?
Now, for many years, I was really angry.

Who is the opponent?

Is it possible that the other party saw the transaction process between him and Luo Weiqiang?
Even saw the secret of his food income space?
Regardless of whether he has seen it or not, he has decided in his heart for many years, let this person go to see the Tathagata Buddha.

After stepping back, he looked at the surrounding environment for many years, and then turned over the wall with a run-up.

Stepping on the wall, risking my body, I have seen the shadow of holding a gun against the wall in the alley for many years.

Without the slightest hesitation, he fired directly.

A headshot.

Seeing the shadow fall, many years jumped down, and then quickly stepped forward, directly taking people into the space.

At this time, he began to clean the battlefield.

Although he fired a straight shot, he still had to check it again.

This is Nanluoguxiang, which is near where he lives, so we should be more cautious.

After cleaning the battlefield and checking to make sure there was nothing missing, he ran away quickly for many years.

After running out of Nanluoguxiang, it took many years to wipe off the footprints for a while, and then went to the nearby elementary school.

The nearby elementary school campus is where he often runs.

It's just that today's campus is locked. After thinking about it for many years, I didn't go in.

On the way home, I happened to see a figure on the road. Presumably it must be the patrol attracted by the gunshots just now, right?
"How could you still hear the sound in such a heavy snowstorm? Could it be that they happened to be patrolling nearby?"

He muttered to himself, avoided these armband teams, and then returned to No. 95 courtyard.

When I got home, the neighbors were still awake.

In such a cold weather, everyone is nestled in the comfortable quilt, and no one wants to get up.

That is to say, it takes many years to go out against the wind and cold.

To be honest, Lao Xu should be content with a son like him.

The boss and the second child are not without help, but other than useless work, it is still useless work.

The two brothers asked about it at the rolling mill, helped them to the pharmacy, and even asked their neighbors.

But it's useless.

Hundred-year-old mountain ginseng is not an ordinary medicinal material. If it is so easy to ask for information, it will not be so worrying for many years.

In the kitchen, many green vegetables, fresh fish and fruits have been brought out from the space over the years.

These are all prepared for Qin Huairu.

During pregnancy, balanced nutrition is very important. In winter, you can’t find a piece of green vegetables, but there are in the space.

Shanghai green, Cantonese cabbage, spinach, etc., have been purchased many years ago.

In this season, it is just right to take it out for Qin Huairu to eat.

Space, this super invincible fresh-keeping storage warehouse, is really convenient.

The only regret is that it is only a space storage, and it cannot be planted inside.

Otherwise, after many years of high and low, I will turn myself into a farmer, buy a lot of vegetable seeds, and start the planting mode.

After cooking two beef dishes, steaming sweet potatoes, steamed buns, steamed buns, siu mai, etc., and making another bowl of porridge, Qin Huairu woke up at this time.

Seeing how he has been busy for many years, Qin Huairu was very moved.

"Brother A Nian, why are you taking my job again?"

She pouted and acted like a baby, so pretty.

"I got up early, dear, go brush your teeth and wash your face, we are going to eat."

When she saw the tender green vegetables in the kitchen cabinet, her little mouth opened wide:

"Brother Anian, you bought green vegetables again?"

"Yeah, I just saw it when I went out today, so I bought it."

"But Brother A Nian, it's too dangerous for you to do this."

Qin Huairu said worriedly.

She is not a fool, of course she knows what she has been doing for many years.

The latter shook his head, gave her a big smile and said:
"Don't worry, I'm sure I'll be fine. This matter is not as complicated as you think, and I'm not as bad as you think."

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it, be good, wash up quickly."

Although she has been so confident for many years, Qin Huairu is still a little worried.

But for the sake of the family and the child in her womb, Qin Huairu also sighed.

It would be much more convenient for people in the city to go to Pigeon City, unlike people in the suburbs, who would not only have to spend money to come to the city, but would also be easily arrested.

Just like her younger brother, who used to come to the city to fool around every now and then, and was caught several times as a blind person.

He became blind, and could only stay in the detention room in the city. The production team had to come to pick him up.

Fortunately, I have been out so many times over the years, and I have never been caught once.

On this point, Qin Huairu is quite at ease.

And, most of the time, if you can't go out for many years, you won't go out.

Recently, there is no other way but to find a way to buy hundred-year-old wild ginseng. Of course, Qin Huairu also knows this.

Even Old Xu and his family are very aware of this matter.

The young couple sat down, had breakfast, and brought breakfast to Battelle and the others for many years.

Today, many people don't ride bikes, and basically walk to work.

Therefore, many years also go out half an hour earlier.

There is no way, with such a heavy snow, I can't ride a bicycle, maybe I can't drive a car, right?

Walking on the road, someone is already clearing the snow, and the big streets like Chang'an Avenue have almost been cleared.

Those who cleared the snow included ordinary people, as well as people from the police and the army.

In short, everyone works together and works together, and it will be done soon.

The sky is no longer snowing, otherwise everyone would not clear the snow.

After leaving the Fuxing Gate, the road behind will be miserable, and there is still a lot of snow.

There were big trucks walking slowly on the main road, but they didn't dare to drive too fast.

It is estimated that it will not be able to drive too fast. The snow on the road is more than 30 centimeters thick.

The car rolled over and basically hit the chassis.

There are big trucks driving the road, and a small car like a jeep behind is relatively much better.

When they came to the design institute, Mo Chengyou, who was standing guard at the gate, almost turned into an ice sculpture.

Still, looking at it for many years, it's clear that this guy isn't standing all night.

Otherwise, Iron Man might not be able to hold it.

"It's not freezing, is it? Why don't you go to the house to warm up?"

I was concerned about the other party, and I walked into the office of the security department for many years, but I didn't see Battelle.

When he turned to go out, he saw Battelle walking in with Qin Minghui.

"Eat it while it's hot, or you'll turn into stone in a while."

The temperature outside was about ten degrees below zero, which was extremely cold and biting.

But the indoor temperature is more than 20 degrees, because there are two super large boilers supplying heating, so the indoor is still warm as spring.

Otherwise, the temperature in the room would be about ten degrees below zero, so no one would be able to stay there.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with saying this for many years.

It's just that, when Battelle and the others opened the lunch box, the buns and sweet potatoes were still a little hot.

How did it become ice cubes?
Back in the office, before sitting down for many years, a person ran up from the door, it was Chen Zhiwen:

"Group leader Xu, just now there was a call from the street. Comrade Hu Shufen from your group, her house collapsed and we need to save people. Do you want to come with us?"

hiss!
Hearing the words for many years, his face was shocked, and then he got up quickly.

At the same time, he said to Xia Lan and Zou Fangyi:

"You guys just stay in the office. If the other team members don't come, remember to ask the people from the security department to call and ask them about the street."

After all, he followed and went out.

It snowed so much last night, I should have thought about it for many years.

However, throughout the morning, he was either busy carrying food, chasing the enemy, or making breakfast.

So I didn't think too much about it.

When I went downstairs to the compound, there was a strong wind blowing at the door, which messed up the scarf that had been worn for many years.

At the gate of the security department, seven or eight people from Yin Xudong were already waiting. After seeing it for many years, they quickly waved him to get in the car.

It's time to go to the rescue, so drive there.

The unit of the design institute has a total of two vehicles, Dean Shen has a jeep, and the security department has a Jiefang truck that is used as a mobile force and is not used much at ordinary times.

The Jiefang truck is a public vehicle, usually used by whoever needs it, and most of the time it is placed in the security department.

Because it is the security department, they can drive and repair cars.

Because of this, the security department is actually responsible for the task of driving pick-up and drop-off.

"What do you say on the street? Is there anything wrong?"

After hearing many years of inquiries, Yin Xudong shook his head and said:

"We don't know for sure. The street just said that several houses collapsed near Hu Shufen's house."

I didn't say what happened later, probably because I didn't understand the situation.

Hu Shufen's home is very close to the Design Institute, inside Fuxingmen.

The car came to the street quickly, but it was very difficult to drive into the alley.

Everyone got off the car and ran forward.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before everyone heard crying inside.

Many people were watching the excitement nearby, and many people were helping, especially the street office staff and police, etc., were helping.

Seeing this, many years and others pushed through the crowd and joined in the rescue.

There are rows of messy houses in front of them, which seem to be temporary sheds.

Although I didn't understand for many years why such simple sheds can be seen in the city.

But now is not the time to be entangled in these things, but to save lives.

(End of this chapter)