Riverside police

After chatting about Xu Sanye's gossip, we started to work.

It was too hot in the cabin, so I took the disassembled parts to the pergola for maintenance.

Boss Wu's shipyard not only builds ships, but also repairs them. There are several rectangular and flat "baskets" made of iron sheets.

Han Yu borrowed two, poured some diesel oil into them, cleaned the oil pipes and large and small parts, and cleaned the rust or other stains that could not be removed, and carefully ground them with sandpaper or even a file...

Repairing a machine is actually not difficult. You just need to understand the principle and the function of each component, disassemble it and maintain it one by one. If it is seriously damaged or worn, replace it directly, and then assemble it again.

As long as you grasp the eight levels of three leaks, cylinder pressure, timing, three filters, diesel atomization, through holes and small holes, and running-in, you can make these two old 6135s run.

Listening to the radio, blowing the electric fan, sitting under the pergola and doing maintenance one by one, I am neither hot nor tired, just a little dirty.

Xiao Jiang, who was very busy and had been soldering for a long time, came over rubbing his eyes.

"Xianyu, when are you going to lift the tank?"

"the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow is Sunday. You don't have Sunday off?"

The main engine crane cylinder is a real overhaul. Han Yu couldn't handle it alone. He raised his head and said with a smile: "My brother-in-law has a day off the day after tomorrow. I'll ask him to come over and help."

Xiao Jiang walked over and opened the faucet of the thermos bucket, put a bowl of tea in, took a big sip, sat down and asked, "Your brother-in-law can also repair machines."

"He is the machine repair squad leader at Binjiang Port Terminal. He is better at this than me." Han Yu picked up the waste cotton yarn to wipe his hands, and also picked up the teapot and took a sip of water.

"How many hours does it take to get here from Binjiang?"

"I called him at noon, and he said to take the Port Authority's transport boat. It's faster to take the waterway, which takes an hour at most."

"Binjiang Port Authority has a ship coming to Bailong Port?"

"Of course, many of the workers on the dock live in Binjiang."

Xiao Jiang didn't know much about things on the river, and he wasn't very interested in the dock. When curious about the arrests made by Yanjiang Police Station today, Han Yu could only tell what he could.

While they were chatting, a man in his forties came over on a bicycle to find Boss Wu.

Han Yu thought he came to Boss Wu again to help intercede, but in the end he judged a gentleman with a villain's heart.

He is a self-employed person who runs boats and is a client of Boss Wu's shipbuilding company. The boat that Xiao Jiang spent a long time welding belongs to him.

After spending so much money, people have to look at the progress and quality.

Just when Boss Wu was accompanying people to visit the river beach, Xiao Jiang suddenly said: "This Boss Zhang is ready for rain. He obviously has a thirty-five-ton cement ship, and it is still a new ship. I don't know where I heard about it." The country may not allow cement ships to run on the river, so it may borrow loans to build iron ships.”

He does not mean that.

A familiar "illusion" suddenly appeared in Han Yu's mind, and a series of associations arose:

The transportation department suddenly stopped allowing cement ships to be transported by water. My father was completely confused, my mother burst into tears, and my brother and sister-in-law were so anxious...

The family bought two boats a few years ago, one including the machine cost 41,000, and the other was bought with a loan, costing 45,000.

It is not only a means of livelihood, but also a home and even life!

But the policy changes too fast, and if you say you won't let go, you won't let go.

The money I borrowed before was not repaid, so I had to sell the two cement paddle boats I bought at a very low price at a very low price. Then ask the leaders of the shipping company for help in getting a bank loan to buy a fifty-ton iron ship.

The debt was so high that four people crowded into a boat and had to work hard for seven or eight years in all weathers to repay the loan...

"Xianyu, Xianyu, what are you thinking about?"

"Oh, I didn't think about anything."

Han Yu calmed down and asked in a low voice: "Is the shipyard's business good this year? How many ships have been picked up during this period."

Xiao Jiang put down his tea bowl and said with a smile: "Business is good this year. Counting the one under construction, we have already received six. If Manager Wu can buy steel, he can pick up a few more."

"The boss who came to build the ship used to use cement ships?"

"Pretty much, many ship owners are changing ships now."

Xiao Jiang thought he didn't understand, and explained: "In the past, when the ship was built, people from the transportation bureau could come and take a look at it and apply for a certificate. But that doesn't work anymore. Now we have to go to some ship inspection place for inspection. I heard that the newly built cement ship has already been inspected." I can’t get the certificate.”

Old cement ships can continue to operate, but new cement ships cannot obtain certificates. This shows that it is only a matter of time before cement ships are banned from transporting goods.

Now you can still make some money by selling the cement ship. When the country bans cement ships from being used for water transportation, they will be worthless by then.

Han Yujue realized that his parents, brother and sister-in-law should have made preparations early. He was silent for a moment and asked nonchalantly: "Where is your cousin?"

"I went to the gate to collect grain. I should come right away."

Xiao Jiang stood up and looked at the small gate to the north. Worried that Boss Wu would think he was lazy, he took his welding mask and ran to the river beach to continue working.

When Huang Jiangsheng collects new rice and eggs, he does not go door to door to collect them, but sets up a collection point at the gate just like collecting waste.

The old men and women in the neighborhood all knew about him. They wanted to exchange the eggs laid by their chickens for some money, so they put them in a basket and sold them to him at the gate.

As for the new rice, people nearby transport it by ship themselves, while some small grain vendors in distant places help collect it.

Most of the small grain vendors are locals.

There is no capital required to do this business. All you need to do is agree on the price with the people who have surplus grain, weigh the rice and transport it to the gate by ship, sell it to Huang Jiangsheng and get the money, and then give the money to the people who sell the grain, and they can earn some hard money. .

There is a row of old houses at the bottom of the slope to the west of the gate. Huang Jiangsheng rented it from the village with a small amount of money and bought an electric rice mill. He then packed the rice into bags and shipped it to the East China Sea for sale on a downwind ship, and the remaining bran was sold. Sold to villagers to raise pigs.

He doesn't take the scale off, has a good attitude, gives fair prices, and gives cash in cash!

The people nearby liked to sell him the surplus grain after paying the public grain. They did not want to treat it as bargained grain and sell it to the grain station. To be precise, they did not want to see the bad faces of those at the grain station.

Because of this, the No. 4 Grain Station reported him more than once after learning about it, but the People's Daily said it was not speculation, and in the end it seemed that nothing had happened.

Running a boat was so hard, so dangerous, and not very profitable. Han Yu was thinking that his parents, brother and sister-in-law didn't have to run a boat. They could just do business like Huang Jiangsheng. Huang Jiangsheng came back humming a tune with a stack of newspapers.

Boss Wu saw off the ship owner who brought him the progress of the project. He looked at Huang Jiangsheng with a smile and asked, "Boss Huang, you are reading a newspaper again."

"I took it from the village office, but they didn't look at it, so I took it back to pass the time."

"What's the news today?"

"Big news."

"What's the big news?"

Huang Jiangsheng handed over the newspaper and said with gloating: "Your province is implementing funeral reforms. Linghai has been classified as a cremation county. From now on, all deaths will be cremated. The news said that the cremation rate must reach 100%!"

Linghai County actually turned into a cremation county, which sounded strange, and Han Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

When a person dies, he must be buried in peace. The thought of cremation makes people afraid.

Boss Wu's thinking was more traditional. He hurriedly took the newspaper and said with a frown: "Cremation was also promoted in the past, but only people from the city were burned. Don't send dead farmers to be burned."

"It will be the same from now on. If you die, you will be dragged away and burned."

"My old man just made it for longevity."

"It is really difficult to do ideological work for the elderly. When it is officially implemented, I don't know how many elderly people will not be able to sleep."

"It's right to drag cadres and burn them. Why should we burn the masses..."

Boss Wu didn't quite understand the funeral reform policy promulgated by the province. He thought it was a big deal, so he took the newspaper back to the office to study it carefully.

Cremation has been practiced in Donghai for a long time, but Huang Jiangsheng felt that this was nothing.

Seeing that Boss Wu was so scared, he suddenly remembered a song and started to sing loudly.

"Young friends, come to meet today, walk into the crematorium, and all turn into ashes. You are in a pile, I am in a pile, no one knows anyone, flies and mosquitoes are flying around the ashes..."

"Young Friends Come to Meet", which has a cheerful rhythm and is full of the atmosphere of reform and opening up, was actually changed by him into this, Han Yu almost laughed out loud.

Huang Jiangsheng could not only sing, but also dance. When he saw the little policeman smiling like that, he stretched out his arms, acting like a singer, and sang more and more energetically.

"Young friends, who does the cemetery belong to? It belongs to me, to you, to our new generation in the 1980s..."

The lyrics were changed in a mess, the singing was okay, the typhoon was also good, and Han Yu burst into tears laughing.

"Brother Huang, are you singing bel canto or national singing?"

"I don't understand, I was singing blindly too."

Huang Jiangsheng stretched out his arms and made an exaggerated curtain call. He sat down and asked with a smile: "You caught a lot of scalpers this morning, and you asked the people who bought tickets for the scalpers to surrender?"

"That's what happened." Han Yu moved to the side, not wanting to get the oil on him.

"The village office is very busy right now. Two cadres, their wives and their children have gone to buy tickets for scalpers and are running around in a hurry."

"What's the point of being anxious? Now that you've done it, just surrender as soon as possible."

"They don't dare."

"Surrendering yourself can win leniency, so why not?"

"Your director is so powerful. They didn't know about it at first. They found out after asking someone for help. They were afraid they wouldn't be able to come back."

Xu Sanye is indeed famous...

Han Yu secretly sighed, then smiled after thinking about it and asked, "Do you sympathize with them?"

Huang Jiangsheng took out his cigarette and said disdainfully: "I am also a victim. How can I sympathize with them?"

"Why are you a victim too?"

"When I return to Donghai, I can queue up early. If I can't buy today's ticket, I can buy tomorrow's ticket and go back. But every time I come back from Donghai, I buy black market tickets."

"It's a pity that we can only attack the scalpers in Bailong Port, but not those in the East China Sea."

"It's good to be able to get rid of the scalpers here in Bailong Port. I went shopping for groceries at noon. I heard that tickets are easier to buy than before."

Huang Jiangsheng directly believed that he provided the clues to crack down on the ticket dealers, because he told the police about this last time.

Since we are friends, we must help others to the end.

He looked back behind him and then leaned into Han Yu's ear: "Xianyu, the ticket dealers have been arrested. When are you going to catch those who resell foreign exchange certificates?"