Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 344 Broken Sack

In the morning, after breakfast, Zhang Shuya wore Mu Xueqing's roe deer fur coat and rode Wang An's white horse to Xing'an Commune.

To be honest, Zhang Shuya's character is really good, and she feels very generous.

However, although Zhang Shuya is good-looking and has a good figure, the men she has come into contact with do not have the same desire for her as between men and women.

To put it simply, this bitch is not feminine at all, she is too manly!
After Zhang Shuya left, Wang An drove the sledge and went straight to the cellar in the mountain without hesitation.

In fact, normally speaking, riding a horse is definitely faster than driving a sledge, but when you go deep into the mountains, that is not the case at all.

For a horse, there is a completely different difference between carrying a person and pulling a person.

If the horse is carrying a person on its back, it may take more than an hour to tire out the horse, but if it is pulling a sledge, it will last for three or four hours.

Of course, it's the same for people. Can carrying a bag of grain and dragging a bag of grain are the same?

Therefore, no matter how impatient Wang An was, he would still choose to drive the sledge instead of riding a horse.

I don’t know when the snow stopped yesterday, but it wasn’t very deep, just above my feet.

Snow of this thickness has no sense of existence in the Northeast, because no one takes it seriously at all.

After galloping all the way, Wang An arrived near the underground cellar more than two hours later.

However, Wang An did not choose the path he took when going down the mountain yesterday, but chose to go around it.

Because in this way, Wang An can drive the sledge directly to the gate of Dijiazi.

What made Wang An happy was that there were no footprints near Dijiazi's yard or in the yard where Dijiazi was located, only a few brand-new roe deer footprints.

If no one lives in this kind of underground cellar in the mountains, the door of the underground cellar will not be closed.

In other words, no one has come to Dixiangzi since Wang An and the others left yesterday.

Wang An tied up his big horse outside the gate, ignored the roe deer footprints, and ran into the cellar house.

At this time, there was no thick smoke at all in the underground cellar, but a lot of snow had been blown in.

But Wang An doesn't care about this. Wang An only cares about the secret that Brother Ninth left here yesterday.

Even in broad daylight, the light in this cellar was very dim. Suddenly entering this place from the white world, Wang An felt like he was blind.

After a while of adapting, Wang An was finally able to see clearly what was in the cellar.

In the underground cellar, the kang and the stove are both connected. As the saying goes, "you can go directly to the kang across the stove pit".

In addition to the more eye-catching kang and stove, there are also pickle jars, water tanks and cutting boards left behind by Lao Shan Gouzi during his lifetime.

In addition to these, the first thing Wang An saw was a 56 and a half hanging on the wall inside the kang.

Although the view is not very good, this 56 and a half looks very new.

I have to say that the position for hanging the gun is very good. If a person is lying on the kang, he can take off this 56 and a half with his hand.

Next to the 56 and a half, there was a brown holster hanging, but there was only a holster and no gun.

There is a pillow on the kang. This pillow is quite cool. It is dark and shiny when someone's head is on it.

However, there is a torn sack on the inside of this pillow against the wall. It looks like it was thrown there casually and is not eye-catching at all. .

The reason why this broken sack is inconspicuous is because it is full of patches, and there are patches piled on top of the patches.

The most important thing is that this sack looks very dirty. Wang An believed that even in this era, if this broken sack was thrown on the street, no one would pick it up.

But when Wang An saw this broken sack, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Who would put a dirty and torn sack next to the pillow in such a hurry?

Although the pillow looks not as clean as a sack, it gives people a different feeling!
So Wang An got on the kang with a face full of joy.

I grabbed the sack. Damn it, my strength was too weak. This sack was so heavy.

With more force, Wang An pulled the sack over, and then poured everything in the sack onto the kang.

Looking at the pile of things in front of him, Wang An's mood immediately became very comfortable.

This feeling of comfort is no less comfortable than the feeling of doing something with a girl.

Wang An was picking and counting, and saw only this pile of things.

There are 9 bundles of unity, 1 small bundle of rubles, a small bundle of foreign exchange coupons, 3 bundles of fine grain stamps, 5 bundles of coarse grain stamps, 1 bundle of oil stamps, 1 bundle of meat stamps and 1 bundle of salt stamps, and also There are scattered cloth tickets, match tickets, bicycle tickets and the like.

It can be seen that the personnel expenses of everyone in the forbidden area are in the hands of Ninth Brother.

And these things, except rubles and foreign exchange coupons, are all things that Wang An can use now.

In addition to these money bills and other things, there are also 10 gold bars of 2 taels and a jade sign with gold edges.

On the sign, the Chinese character "九" is engraved in capital letters.

Seeing this sign, Wang An suddenly thought that he had also seen such a sign in his previous life.

But the number on that sign is the capital "五".

If there is no relationship between the two brands, then Wang An would not believe it even if he beat him to death.

In Wang An's opinion, this is nothing more than some kind of token between a group of people, or just a symbol of status.

Apart from these valuable things, what is left is a bunch of useless things to Wang An.

In other words, there are a lot of "local smoke balls", a few fist-sized lumps of "black paste", and 2 packs of "white noodles", the upgraded product of "local smoke balls".

Of course, there are also two "smoking guns".

After putting these things away again, a small book stapled with cigarette box paper caught Wang An's eyes.

However, it was all filled with one person's name. To Wang An, this notebook was not as useful as a piece of paper for wiping.

If this book is given to Zhang Shuya, it should be able to solve many problems.

However, you have to think of a suitable reason.

Putting the sack aside, Wang An took the 56 half off the wall. The gun horn was not damped, so it was pretty serious.

But when Wang An looked at the pistol holster, he always felt that there should be a gun in it.

Then Wang An's eyes subconsciously looked at the shiny pillow on which the quilt was wrapped.

Sure enough, under the pillow was the big 54 that should be in the holster.

But until now, Wang An’s big 54 is still missing!

(End of this chapter)