Chapter 4 Honors (Four-drawn)

"Five hundred miles, how could that be possible? Five hundred miles has arrived in Doron." Except for the traffic officer Lao He, almost all local cadres exclaimed. Before leaving, they had heard of the reputation of the Black Stone Guerrillas in the military division headquarters, but they could not believe that the peer who was definitely ranked last in the military division in terms of scale had such a great influence, with a radius of five hundred miles. Wouldn't it be necessary to include half of Chahar? You know, even the Japanese devils dare not say that their banner was taken out on the Chabei grassland and anyone would agree.

Even though the vendors all looked timid, they heard that someone dared to question the Red Beard, but they immediately turned their faces, pointed at Tang Renli and others' noses, and scolded them angrily, "If you don't believe it, who is so idle that you will coax you to play with it."

"Hey, how did you guys grow your eyes on your butts? If it were in previous years, would this road be as peaceful as it is now?"

"What a thing? I'm kind enough to teach you good. You think we're fooling you. If you have that skill, can I just lie in the car and take a moment?"

The local cadres were scolded and blushed. They quickly explained with a smile, "You, don't be angry, we, haven't we walked this path before?"

"Then wherever you go before, it won't be all raw melon seeds." The travelers used their eyelids to put Tang Renli and several local cadres in their eyes, and a few suspicion gradually surged on their faces.

A young master who believes in foreign religions, and a dozen old guys who don’t know how to speak humans, were not careful before, but now, no matter how you look at them, you think these things don’t look like serious businessmen. If they were spies sent by the Japanese.

Everyone's hearts tightened and instinctively distanced themselves from Tang Renli and others. Several young and strong men even quietly reached their hands to their waists. As soon as the other party showed their true appearance, they pulled out their self-defense pistol and fought to the death.

Seeing this, the traffic officer Lao He quickly squeezed between the vendors and local cadres, and accompanied him to smooth things over with a smile. "Don't be angry, a few old guests. We definitely don't mean to disrespect the old man Red Beard. We used to walk on the Wuyuan road and were not very familiar with this. In recent years, I heard from fellow villagers that the business of the Heishi Village line has recovered, so I came here to go there. I didn't expect that the reason for the recovery of this line was entirely due to the red and red bearded master."

"This is still a human word." The vendors were skeptical, but seeing that Lao He and others were respectful, they temporarily put away their desperate thoughts.

"I have never seen the world, I have never seen the world, so I have a lot of fun for everyone." Old He made two more reproaches in a row, and then pushed Xiao Han, a local cadre closest to him, and scolded loudly, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and hurry up and tell you not to talk nonsense when you are fine, just don't listen, just don't listen."

After scolding Xiao Han, he went to pull another local cadre Lao Zhang. He accidentally knocked over a bamboo basket on the carriage and dropped most of the carriage with a slam of groceries such as head flowers, thimbles, clam oil, etc.

Now, the misunderstanding was finally eliminated. It was not often running around to make a living. No one would know the miscellaneous things like heads, thimbles, clam oil, etc. that had been rotten in the Central Plains. They never had to worry about sales outside the mouth, and they wouldn't know that these miscellaneous things were not worth much on the surface, but they were the easiest to pay back the box. Even if they were robbed by bandits, as long as there were no casualties, such goods were usually not lost. The bandits were used to slaughtering fat sheep, so they had no intention of robbing these needles and threads to sell them one by one.

"I'm so stupid, why don't you clean up now." The traffic officer Lao He cursed a few more times again, and finally, with the full cooperation of the cadres, he barely dispelled the suspicion of the vendors in his peers.

Despite this, the harmonious atmosphere before could not be maintained. The elderly who had previously unlocked "Tang Da Shao" as an elder, all quietly moved the carriages under their name back and forth, trying not to get too close to the "Tang Family Caravan". Seeing this, the traffic officer Lao He had to accept the status quo helplessly and secretly reminded the cadres that they would not be allowed to issue any doubts when they heard any bizarre statements, so as not to be excluded by the temporary brigade and bear the unknown risks on the journey alone.

He didn't want to cause trouble, but the trouble got into him. At around 2 pm, just as everyone was drowsy under the sun, hundreds of colorful wild birds suddenly flew over the sky in front of him, huh-rai-skipping over everyone's heads, screaming and running away further away.

"No, stop the car as soon as possible." Seeing this, Lao Qiu, who was temporarily elected by the vendors as the leader of the entire caravan, immediately raised his arms high, "Getting together a round formation, the big cart is outside, the small cart is inside, and if there is a guy at the waist, loading bullets quickly."

With a "boom." The vendors showed their "horns" like threatened cattle. Almost all young and strong guys took out their guy-like styles from their waists, including the most popular box cannons among the Chinese people, gunpowder guns with three barrels, and Japanese turtle boxes, all kinds of different types.

The old stewards who drove the car helped each other, connecting the large carriages to the end and lined up into a huge circle. Large animals, personnel and donkey carts that were easily pulled away were all locked in the circle. Before everyone could finish their busy schedule, a large number of people had appeared in the same direction as the birds flew in. The strong man who took the lead wrapped his head in red cloth, held a box cannon in his left and right hands, fired three shots in the sky, and then rushed to about a hundred meters away from the carriage array, shouting: "The mountains do not turn, the water does not turn, the trees do not turn, the friend opposite, what gust of wind blows you to my doorstep."

"Put the red flag in quickly. They are passing horse thieves." Lao Qiu, the leader of the temporary caravan, whispered, and flew to the carriage at the edge, and bowed respectfully to the man a hundred meters away. "The spring breeze goes north and the autumn breeze goes south, walking along the wind all year round. When I see my friends, I will sit down and drink wine when I see my brothers. Qiu Zheng, an old friend of Jichangyuan, a former brand in Hebei, led the seventeen families to carry the burden and make life hard. Haha, I salute the boss on the opposite side."

As he spoke, he bowed respectfully and gave him enough courtesy.

While Lao Qiu was talking to the horse thief leader, the vendors rushed out the small red flags in their sleeves and inserted them into the carriages one by one. There were more than forty carriages and eleven donkey carriages, but there were only seventeen red Ping An flags, which looked sparse and could not make any noise at all.

Even so, the horse thief holding the box cannon was still stunned. He put away the box cannon, drove the war horse forward for more than thirty meters, and raised his hand and asked, "You, you are going to Crescent Lake."

"Of course." Lao Qiu, whose clothes were already soaked in sweat on his back, nodded and responded without hesitation, "It's fifteenth again soon. There is a big festival on the bank of Crescent Lake this month. We are so miserable that we want to join in the market."

"All of you people, can you eat so much goods at the big market on the bank of Crescent Lake?" The horse thief looked at the red flag in the convoy, with a full face full of suspicion.

Although many of the guys in the convoy were holding guns, he believed that as long as his forty brothers rushed up together, he could immediately kill the caravans whose arms were trembling. However, the dozen or so fire-like flags were too dazzling, making his heart twitch violently every time his eyes stayed on the flag.

"There are a few local old acquaintances who specialize in stocking up goods at the market and then distribute them to the surrounding Mongolian and Han villages for sale! In the spring, they had agreed to our boss that as long as the goods arrive at Crescent Lake, they can sell them all." Lao Qiu thought for a while and responded carefully, "That's why the boss asked me to find a few more colleagues and go to deliver goods there together. It doesn't matter whether it makes money or not. The key is that I can't delay the promised things."

"You will say it." The boss of the horse thief shrugged and grinned.

"Hey, I have followed our boss this line since I was in his teens, and I have practiced it no matter how stupid it is." Lao Qiu seemed to be unable to hear the sarcasm in the other party's words, and explained with a smile, then reached out to take a bag from the friend next to him, looked inside, and jumped out of the carriage with a smile, "Our boss said that everyone can have a bowl of stable meals, it depends on the care of friends on the road. For these forty dollars, you can't buy enough food and drinks, and even if you add a cup of tea to the boss, please give us a few faces no matter what."

"Forty Yuan, are you sending the beggars?" Before the horse thief started speaking, the minions behind him were already clamoring loudly. According to the market conditions in previous years, as long as the caravan was intercepted, at least 25% of the total price of the goods would be left as the cost of buying the road. The caravan in front of him had more than 40 carriages. Even if they were all worthless, the total price would be counted over a thousand oceans. If they bought the road for 40 yuan, they would be clearly a naked insult.

Hearing the clamor outside the car array, Tang Renli and others immediately reached their hands towards the cargo basket. They were not the ordinary guys around them, and they were trembling with pistols. They had all received basic military training and would never be scared by dozens of horse thieves on the opposite side so that they could not pull the trigger.

Seeing that both sides were about to fight, the horse thief who had two box cannons stuck around his waist suddenly raised his right arm, "Shut up, I haven't seen any money before, so I'm yelling."

"Uh." The minions didn't scold me and were dizzy, and they opened their mouths one by one, panting heavily.

"Since you are going to see Mr. Hong, I will not accept this tea money." As if you made up a lot of determination, the master of the thief turned his eyes to Lao Qiu again and said word by word, "When I arrive at the Crescent Lake, I would like to ask you to help me tell Mr. Hong. For the sake of his own dare to take the initiative to slap the Japanese's mouth, I will never cause trouble for him. If there is a place where there is a gust of wind in our West Sea, I will send someone to send a message, and I will frown. Xue is raised by the little girl."
Chapter completed!