Han Tianshun said carelessly: "What's the matter? Keep it, keep it is a thought."

Hearing Han Tianshun's tone, he seemed to be leaving this place. Sure enough, before Shen Shaopeng could speak, Han Tian continued, "I'm going to leave this place, I can't stay in this ghost place for a moment."

In that era, it was necessary to go back to the city with knowledge and need strict scrutiny. If you return to the city without permission, you just don’t listen to Chairman Mao, you are uneasy to participate in agricultural production, and treat you as a "blind traitor". Once you are labeled as a hat, you will not be far from your bad luck.

Shen Shaopeng didn't think so far, but he cared about his method: "Do you have a way to leave here?" The place they are now in Hulunbuir Grassland. Without the approval from their superiors, it would be impossible to board the train back to the city. Just relying on two legs, you can't get out of here.

Han Tianshun took a sip of the strong wine, his face turned red and said, "I thought of a solution, a certificate of relieving the disease."

In that era, if one could get a certificate of retreatment, one could return to the city in advance, leave the countryside openly, and be assigned a job openly. A few female educated youth even offered to sell their bodies in order to get this certificate. It can be seen that a certificate of retreatment is no less effective than a Tsinghua University graduation certificate.

After hearing this, Shen Shaopeng joked: "I don't know that you are as strong as a cow. Will you be sick? Even if you are sick, you are still brain-related. Those cadres are not like you, and you can't hide the trick of pretending to be sick."

Han Tianshun smiled mysteriously and took out a small glass bottle of Western medicine from the interlayer of his torn underwear.

Shen Shaopeng knew this medicine, called ephedrine, a special medicine used to stop asthma attacks and whooping cough. Han Tianshun pinched the small bottle of medicine and said proudly: "I spent ten yuan, plus two bottles of soybean wine, and exchanged it from our barefoot doctor on the ranch."

"Ten dollars?" Shen Shaopeng said in surprise: "You are crazy, you only earn five cents a day."

Ten dollars now are nothing, but ten dollars at that time can really be said to be a huge sum of money.

Han Tianshun carefully held the small medicine bottle and shook his head: "I'm not crazy. This thing with the pressure-raising spirit can create the illusion of heart infarction and high blood pressure."

Shen Shaopeng: "Who did you hear? That barefoot doctor? Don't listen to him nonsense. If something goes wrong, your life will be gone."

Han Tianshun knew what Shen Shaopeng meant, so he wouldn't talk about whether the medicine was harmful to the body. If it was discovered by the cadres in the field, you would have to be criticized and fought to death. But he didn't mind: "Of course, risks must be risky. It is because of the risks that there is hope for success, and you can win by surprise."

Shen Shaopeng couldn't help but agree and Han Tianshun stuffed the jade pendant into the former's arms.

This was the last time Shen Shaopeng saw Han Tianshun in the neimeng field. Later, Shen Shaopeng heard that Han Tianshun had a "heart attack" and was sent back to the capital. Unexpectedly, this kid was really hiding the truth. Shen Shaopeng was also relieved while sighing.

Three years later, due to the loosening of policies, Shen Shaopeng finally returned to beijing after six years of separation from his hometown, and he was assigned to the Ministry of Railways as a confidential officer at the time.

It is something that many people dream of being able to enter a state unit and contribute to socialism. Unfortunately, Shen Shaopeng has a bit of a straight temper. He contradicted his boss at a job and was eventually dismissed. Shen Shaopeng lived a very decadent life without a job. His wife ran away, and his parents were also angry to death. Everything in the family was almost cashed in, and he could be said to be a bare-stop shop.

Just when his life was worse than death, Han Tianshun appeared in front of him again.

It is completely different from a few years ago. Now Han Tianshun lives a feng shui. He holds his elder brother in one hand, a cowhide bag in the other, with leather shoes under his feet, and a Moss in his hair, making him look like a sudden "ten thousand yuan household".

As soon as the two met, they heard Han Tianshun ask, "Lao Shen, is the jade I gave you still here?"

Although Shen Shaopeng has not been doing well in recent years, he still has not taken the jade pendant off.

Shen Shaopeng: "I'm still here. No matter how difficult life is, I don't have any idea. It is my thought and a testimony to our brothers' reunion."

After hearing this, Han Tianshun was very moved. He pulled Shen Shaopeng's shoulder and said, "Good brother, I'm really right. Brother has done some small business. How about it? Do you want your brother to take you to make a fortune?"

Shen Shaopeng asked in confusion: "Old Han, what business are you doing? Why has it become so rich in just a few years?"

Han Tianshun smiled and said nothing: "Come with me, you will know."

Later, Shen Shaopeng learned that Han Tianshun’s so-called business is actually “tomb robbers”.

There are many people and many cemeteries. Especially those with wealthy and status in the old era, they like to have funerals after their death, and the funeral objects are often very rich and expensive. Just finding a few cultural relics is enough for ordinary people to be comfortable for several years. At first, Shen Shaopeng refused to do it, thinking that when someone knew about digging people’s ancestral graves, he would be stabbed in the backbone.

Finally, only two words that really made Shen Shaopeng determined were poverty. He wanted to make a name for himself and live a life that made the people around him envious. After he really made up his mind, Han Tianshun took Shen Shaopeng to meet his master and senior brother.

After several years of development, Shen Shaopeng became more and more famous.

Whenever you mention the nickname of the "Big Cauldron Lid" master Guo Kaizeng and his three apprentices, I'm afraid no one on the road will know it.

In the spring of 1982, the big pot received a news. It is said that there was a large tomb on the Kunlun Mountain in Qinghai. All those who went there did not come back.

At that time, the four masters and apprentices of Daguai were already very rich, so there was no need to take this risk.

But, they went there in the end.

Their motives are exactly the same as those of Li Shuang and Ren Changfeng today, which kill people's curiosity.

Even if there is nothing inside, you should go and see it to satisfy your curiosity.

So, under the leadership of his master Guo Kaizeng, a group of seven masters and apprentices, the apprentice who had just received, and the driver Lao Qi and Lao Mo who took turns to drive, brought food and drink, and the camping tents and climbing and swimming tools, drove a military card to Kunlun Mountain.

These things were purchased by Guo Kaizeng at a high price, and they were the best at that time. They were all very strong and durable.

The military card was heading northwest. It took five days and six nights. At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the car drove to a small town called Beicang in Qinghai. A Cui asked the car to park at the intersection and got off to inquire about the road to Shencangling from passers-by.

At that time, there was no mobile map or GPRRS. The most luxurious thing was to use a military map. While A Cui was holding the military map, she asked the locals for advice. The others stayed for rest.
Chapter completed!