Signing in the Republic of China: starting from a foot patrol

Chapter 339 Reliable



Chapter 339 Reliable

Accompanied by the stench, the soldiers near the city gate frowned, covered their mouths and noses, and cursed at the donkey cart:

"Damn it, have you dug up the dung from the entire capital!"

"Can you put the lid on the manure bucket!"

"Damn, it smells worse than the third child's feet!"

"Go to hell, your feet stink!"

Several dung diggers drove the carriage to the checkpoint, nodded and bowed, and said with a smile:

"Bosses, we need to transport these three barrels of dung outside the city, please help us, let us go out!"

The leading officer couldn't bear the stench, and subconsciously waved his hand to let the dung truck go, but immediately, he changed his mind.

The sixth master Li Yanqing gave a death order to arrest Feng Youde, the leader of the Qinglong Gang. What if Feng Youde is hiding in this dung bucket?

Thinking of this, the officer decided that no matter how stinky it was, he still had to check the dung truck to avoid mistakes.

Of course, the officer would definitely not check in person, so he said to the two soldiers next to him:

"You two, check it out for me!"

"what?"

"us?"

The two soldiers who were being guided were immediately unhappy, and looked at the stinking dung truck one by one, showing embarrassment.

"What are you dawdling in, check it out!"

"Otherwise, you two will take out all the toilets in the barracks for this month!" Seeing that they couldn't be moved, the officer reprimanded them sharply.

"Yes!"

The two soldiers looked at each other helplessly, and in the eyes of the comrades watching the excitement, they walked to the side of the donkey cart with a look of disgust despite the stench.

"You, open the lid of this dung bucket!"

A soldier glanced at the lid of the bucket stained with some traces of feces, couldn't help feeling a little sick, then pointed to a manure picker and asked him to do it.

The dung digger was very obedient, and immediately lifted the lids of the three dung buckets. Suddenly, a group of mung bean flies boiled up with a whirring sound, dotted with moving black dots in the sky.

"Ho!"

"This fucking stinks!"

The soldier covered his mouth and nose, raised his feet and looked inside, then immediately waved his hands and said, "Go, go!"

Immediately afterwards, he said to the officer: "It's full of dried dung inside, and there's no one there!"

"Go quickly!"

Hearing this, the officer immediately expelled the road.

The dung digger nodded and bowed to show his thanks, and drove the carriage out of the city.

After the donkey cart left the capital, it traveled east all the way, and didn't stop until it had traveled three or four miles.

The three dung workers who were driving the car immediately lifted the lid of one of the buckets, and then endured the stench, and shoveled away the dry dung in the bucket with a shovel.

As the dung in the bucket was shoveled clean, the secret of the dung bucket in front of him was exposed to the air.

It turned out that there was an interlayer inside the dung bucket, with only a thin layer of dried dung on the top, and a space separated by wooden boards below.

As the wooden board was lifted, Feng Youde, who had been bruised from being suppressed, immediately stood up, and then breathed in the foul-smelling air with great gulps.

"Damn it, if you don't get me out again, I'll either be suffocated or smoked to death!" Feng Youde panted.

With the help of the dung collectors, Feng Youde dug out the dung bucket and got out of the donkey cart. Immediately afterwards, he took out a silver note of 500 yuan and handed it to one of the tall dung collectors.

"Master Gan, thank you for your kindness!"

"If I can escape this catastrophe, you will dig out the latrines and excrement tunnels in the northern and southern districts from now on!" Feng Youde said, clasping his fists.

Sanye Gan, the owner of a dung yard in Beicheng District, nicknamed Sanye Gan.

Since there are basically dry toilets in the capital, unlike the sewers in the future, whenever the dry toilets are full, it is necessary to hire a excrement collector to clean them up.

During the period of the Republic of China, the domestic chemical fertilizer industry was almost zero, and manure became one of the only sources of fertilizer for farmland.

Therefore, while collecting the wages from the people in the capital, the excrement workers dried the excrement into manure and sold it to farmers in the suburbs.

It's like eating at both ends!

Where there is money, there are disputes. In order to compete for more excrement, the excrement workers will fight each other, and after a while, there are also excrement tyrants who monopolize the excrement business for profit!

The dung tyrants occupy the dry toilets on many streets, which are called "dung roads". The more dung roads they occupy, the higher the natural income.

Gan Sanye is a small dung bully in Beicheng District, occupying the dry toilets on two streets.

Because Feng Youde had been kind to him before, and this person was also very loyal, so this time Feng Youde asked him for help in order to get out of the city.

Of course, Feng Youde didn't ask Sanye Gan to help in vain. He gave him 1000 yuan in cash and promised to help Sanye Gan occupy the dung roads in the entire Beicheng District and Nancheng District in the future.

In other words, in the future, the dry toilets in the entire northern and southern urban areas will be contracted by Mr. Gan!

The toilets in these two places can only be cleaned by Mr. Gan!

Sanye Gan laughed: "Master Feng, you are being polite. If you can ask me for help, then you will think highly of me, Gan San'er."

"Stop saying polite words, Master Feng, hurry up and set off!"

Feng Youde nodded, clasped his fist at Gan San'er, and then strode towards Jinmen with a bundle.

Originally, Feng Youde planned to go to Jinmen by train, but the gates of the city were sealed, and the train station would definitely be supervised by Li Yanqing.

To be on the safe side, Feng Youde decided to take the dirt road to Jinmen.

Feng Youde escaped successfully, but he suffered from the soldiers guarding the city gate.

For several days in a row, they didn't find Feng Youde's figure, wasting time and energy here for nothing.

In desperation, the officer in charge of this matter had no choice but to find Li Yanqing and ask him to stop hunting Feng Youde. After all, Feng Youde is a gangster leader, and compared to Sun Tie and Hu Naodan, he is not a big shot.

Moreover, thinking about it, his status in Lin Hongfei's heart is not much higher, it's the same with him or without him.

However, as soon as the officer finished speaking, Li Yanqing was hit by three big mouths, and the slaps were extremely loud!

"Trash!"

"You can't even catch a gangster, and you still have the face to look for me!"

"I tell you, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must find him, otherwise, I will kill you one by one!" Li Yanqing roared.

There was no other way, the officer had no choice but to leave Li Yanqing's mansion with a sad face, and continued to lead his men to search for Feng Youde's trace.

At the same time, Feng Youde, who changed into a coarse trousers and coat, came to Jinmen, and walked outside a luxurious mansion with ease.

The owner of this house is not an outsider, but Lin Hongfei's sworn brother, Jinmen gangster Li Jinlong!

When Li Jinlong learned of Feng Youde's experience, his expression changed, and he immediately comforted Feng Youde:

"Brother, come to me, put your heart in your stomach!"

"I have a house in the concession area. I'll take you there tonight. It's a foreigner's territory. No matter how powerful Li Yanqing is, he doesn't dare to go there to show off his prestige."

"For Hongfei, I will personally go to the telegraph office and send him a telegram!"

Feng Youde finally felt relieved at this moment, and by sending the news earlier, Lin Hongfei would have more time to think about solutions!


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