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  Chapter 460 Laomin Yongshou (Thank you for your monthly ticket support, add more!)

   "Qingshan, I really didn't hit anyone. That person was walking well ahead, but suddenly he turned into the middle of the road. I turned the steering wheel tightly, and then fell into a ditch."

   Er Biaozi also recovered from the shock just now, and quickly explained what happened.

   Actually, it doesn’t need to be said by him, Liu Qingshan has already seen that this is simply a group of carjacking specialists.

  In the past few years, car bandits and road tyrants have been particularly rampant. Wasn't it because of this that they and Hai Dagui didn't know each other?

   "Damn it, put our car in the ditch and beat up these bastards."

  Li Tieniu stared at his big eyes and said in a rough voice.

  Liu Qingshan also moved his hands and feet and ordered: "Er Biaozi, you guard the car, don't let someone smash it, Tieniu, let's go and teach those people a lesson!"

   "Okay, I will make the target that comes to my door by myself."

  Li Tieniu practiced on the mountain every day, but he lacked the opportunity to practice. A pair of big fists has long been hungry and thirsty.

   As soon as Liu Qingshan finished speaking, he rushed towards the group of people with a loud voice, like a tiger entering a herd of sheep.

  The group was also stunned: Why didn't the other party play their cards according to the routine? Shouldn't they justify themselves first, and finally had no choice but to pay for compensation?

   Before they could figure it out, Li Tieniu sent two of them flying and kicked three of them down.

   "Fuck, come on, kill this guy!"

   Someone roared, and then two people held up the handles of their pickaxes, and swung at Li Tieniu.

"Come!"

  Li Tieniu let out a roar, raised his arm, and made two clicks, and the handle of the pickaxe was blown away by him.

  One of the guys was unlucky, the pick returned the bullet and hit him right on the forehead, and he just lay there.

  When Liu Qingshan arrived, there were already more than a dozen lying on the ground, and the remaining few all backed away in horror. They were really frightened by Li Tieniu's ferocity.

   Is this still a human being? It seems that after listening to the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the fierce generals like Xu Chu and Zhang Fei in it ran out, right?

  Only the one with the foreign cannon was trembling, holding the gun.

  However, Li Tieniu kept chasing and beating him, surrounded by his companions, so he didn't dare to shoot casually.

   "Put down the gun, hand in the gun and don't kill!"

  Liu Qingshan also roared, rushed straight to the side of the man, kicked the guy with the gun, and the foreign cannon fell to the ground.

  Liu Qingshan bent down and picked up the gun: "You guys have been thinking about these crooked ways all day long, so today I will improve your memory!"

   There was a muffled bang, and a puff of white smoke rose from the sky.

  Those who were about to run away suddenly went limp, and Li Tieniu caught up with them, punched them three times and kicked them all down.

  Li Tieniu slapped his hands twice, and muttered in dissatisfaction: "A bunch of cowards, there is no one who can beat them!"

  Er Biaozi also ran over: "Tie these guys to a tree, let them freeze for a few hours first, and let the passing vehicles take a look. That's what happens when you block roads and rob."

  He was really angry. If the car overturned just now, the three brothers would definitely be injured.

   "Call them for help first, and push our car out."

  Liu Qingshan looked at the villages and towns not far away, knowing that people would come later.

   Li Tieniu roared, and the group immediately struggled to get up, and limped to push the cart into the ditch.

  Suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind, and turned his head to look, which made Er Biaozi very angry.

  I saw the guy who pretended to be hit by a car at the beginning was running back.

  That guy can run faster than a rabbit, that’s all, it’s no wonder he gets hurt, just now he made it clear that he was pretending.

   "Look at mine!"

  Li Tieniu found a large pebble from the gutter, and threw it out with a flick of his arm.

   Soon there was a scream, and the cobblestone hit the back of the man's head. Although he was wearing a cotton hat, he was beaten and lay on the ground.

  This time, it must be really hurt.

  The rest of the dozen or so people were pushing the carts. Er Biaozi and Li Tieniu were beside them as supervisors, holding branches in their hands.

  Liu Qingshan’s car has a heavy chassis, and this group of people tried their best to push the car onto the road.

   It is estimated that there is a shadow in their hearts, and they will never dare to engage in carjacking halfway in the future.

   "You are lucky, the car is not broken, otherwise, put a rope on you and pull it all the way to the ice city!"

  Er Biaozi went up and tried to start the car, and the car could still drive, but the front face was shattered, which made him feel bad: because Sanfeng couldn't find any parts for the car even if he wanted to repair it.

  The group of people trembled when they heard it: Fuck, this one is even more ruthless, it's using us like cows and horses.

  Li Tieniu also yelled and cursed: "Losing money, losing money, and having to pay foreign exchange. This is an imported car and has to be repaired abroad!"

  What, foreign exchange?

  Where can I get that thing!

  All of these people drooped their heads and looked sad. This business really went to grandma's house.

  Liu Qingshan pulled out the guy who was carrying the shotgun just now: "It's just you, go back and ask for money, and we won't blackmail you. We will let you go back with two hundred dollars, or you will all be tied to a tree."

   These guys must be taught a profound lesson, otherwise, how many drivers passing by will suffer.

  Two hundred yuan, isn't this blackmail?

   That guy was obviously shocked by this figure. They cut off the car once, and they can get ten or twenty yuan, which is not bad, and they can't get two hundred yuan a month.

   But look at the ferocious Li Tieniu, how dare he say no, he ran back to the village over there.

   While Liu Qingshan and the others were waiting, another three Great Liberation vehicles passed by.

This is obviously a convoy, and the car stopped tens of meters away, and then five or six people got out of the car, all carrying large iron wrench, and a screwdriver more than a foot long. Gather over here.

  They have been blackmailed here before, so be careful.

   When they got close, they heard what happened from Er Biaozi, and the group got excited: "Damn it, we blackmailed us a total of 30 yuan last time, pay it back!"

   After all, they went up and punched and kicked again, and now they can vent their anger.

  Li Tieniu was still adding fuel to the scene: "In the future, if you meet this passer-by, the big truck will run over it directly, and if you kill one, you will be less of a disaster."

  The gang of guys were so frightened that they all shivered into a ball, thinking in their hearts, they can no longer do this business in the future, and if they are really crushed to death, who can they talk to for reasoning?

  Everyone waited for a while, the guy with the shotgun ran back out of breath, took out a handful of money from his pocket, handed it to Liu Qingshan, and said pitifully:

   "Big... big brother, I just scraped together one hundred and fifty yuan, and it's really gone."

  Liu Qingshan took a look at the money, there were still a lot of one or two yuan in it, so he took it without counting it, and stuffed it all into Er Biaozi's pocket.

   Then he said to the group: "In the future, we will run this long-distance line. If we see you making trouble again, we will fight once."

   "Don't dare, don't dare."

   Those guys kept nodding and bowing their heads. The lesson this time is probably enough for them to remember for a lifetime.

  Liu Qingshan and the others got into the car just now, and the truck drivers were still a little worried: "Brother, why don't we drive back for a while and then go around?"

  Liu Qingshan waved his hand: "What are you doing, are we decent people still afraid of bad people?"

   After finishing speaking, he drove the car himself, and drove forward slowly, passing through the villages and towns in front of him, from the west end of the town to the east end, without any waves.

  Seeing Liu Qingshan and his car stop at the east end of the town, the truck drivers also stopped:

   "Brothers, you are still the best. In this town, the drivers passing by call him Xiaogui Erling, and he is even more difficult to deal with than Xiaogui."

  Liu Qingshan squatted on the ground and took a look: "The water tank is leaking. Masters, I can only trouble you to help drag it for a while."

  Ask where they are going, they are all on their way to Harbin City, and they happen to be on the way, these masters, of course, agree.

   Just like that, the car was dragged by the wire rope for more than a hundred miles before it drove into Harbin.

  The drivers were very enthusiastic, and directly dragged Liu Qingshan's car to the maintenance workshop of their factory, and repaired the water tank for free.

  Liu Qingshan was also very sorry, and when he finished his busy work, he dragged the group and found a restaurant for dinner.

  After drinking the wine, the conversation started, only then did he realize that these people belonged to the Harbin Meat Factory, Liu Qingshan suddenly remembered a problem: "By the way, your factory produces red sausage, right?"

  The oldest Master Qian laughed loudly: "That is, the red sausage of our Harbin Roulian is the most authentic!"

  Er Biaozi was also overjoyed: "That just happened to buy a few catties for my godfather."

   "Okay, let alone a few catties, a hundred or eighty catties will do." Master Qian patted his chest vigorously.

  Liu Qingshan blinked: "Master Qian, can you get a hundred and eighty tons out?"

  Master Qian choked on a sip of wine, coughed hard for a while, and then waved his hands again and again: "There are so many, I don't have the ability."

  Liu Qingshan felt a little regretful: the red sausage in Harbin was originally a Russian-style red sausage, and after being improved by my big foodie nation, it is even better than the one produced by Lao Maozi.

  Now in Maozi, there is not only a shortage of commonly used living materials, but also a shortage of food.

   If you can bring more red sausage over there to match with his ham sausage, that would definitely be welcome.

   You should know that red sausage is not afraid of freezing after it is cooked. When eating, it will be the same as fresh after it is naturally thawed.

  So he asked again: "Master Qian, can you help us contact the leader of the meat joint factory?"

   For such a large transaction, it is obvious that a supervisor must be found.

  Master Qian thought for a while: "The highest leader I know is the workshop director."

   "The workshop director is also available, please trouble Master Qian."

  Liu Qingshan mainly wants to try, what if it works.

  That night, the three of them stayed in the guest house of the meat joint factory. Liu Qingshan bought two good cigarettes and two bottles of medicinal wine, and followed Master Qian to visit the workshop director.

  The director of the workshop, surnamed Hu, warmly entertained Liu Qingshan at home. After learning about his intentions, he said that their production tasks from the previous year were already full, and that they would have to wait until January of the next year if they wanted the goods.

   This is no problem, Liu Qingshan directly ordered 50 tons of red sausage, as for the deposit and the specific contract, when the time comes, ask the eldest sister Liu Jinfeng to bring someone over to talk, in the name of their ham sausage factory.

   After finishing this matter, Liu Qingshan was also in a good mood. After purchasing some gifts, he followed Er Biaozi and stopped by to visit Professor Xu.

  Er Biaozi knew the way, and led Liu Qingshan to an old red brick family building.

  In a simple room on the second floor, Liu Qingshan also met the famous Professor Xu.

  That is to say, in the two months before the beginning of winter, the old professor can still be at home. In normal times, it is difficult to see him. Basically, he is going to the countryside or walking on the way to the countryside.

  Wishing to return the old bones to the rice fields, this is the true portrayal of Professor Xu's life in his later years.

  The old professor is in his sixties, maybe because he has been running around the fields all year round, he is dark and thin, but he is in good spirits.

  He has a modest demeanor and plain clothes. If he didn’t know it, he might have thought he was an old farmer who had just returned from working in the fields.

  Liu Qingshan was full of respect, and shook hands with Mr. Xu: "Uncle Xu, I have long wanted to see you. How are you?"

  Old Xu’s face was full of laugh lines, and he patted the back of Liu Qingshan’s hand lightly: “I read about your deeds in the newspaper, you are a good boy.”

   "Godfather, of course Sanfeng is amazing, our village has entered the 100,000 yuan village this year!"

  Er Biaozi didn't come here, and put a lot of gifts in his hand on an old wooden coffee table.

  Old Xu looked at it, and shook his head dissatisfied: "You, why don't you bring the Songjiang green rice you produced?"

  Er Biaozi scratched the back of his head: "Godfather, are you still short of rice?"

   "There is no shortage of rice, what is missing is the rice seeds of Songjiang Qingdao. I have to study it carefully. How can the same rice seeds become green rice when it arrives at your place?"

  Old Xu’s long-lived eyebrows raised, Liu Qingshan remembered that the old man finally lived to be more than ninety years old.

  A word popped up in his mind inexplicably: Longevity for the people.

   Sitting down to drink tea and chat, Mr. Xu analyzed in his mouth: "Rice rice, water is life, I guess, it is because of the water quality in your place."

   "Let's see if we can introduce green rice back. If successful, we can also export it to earn foreign exchange. I heard that the Songjiang green rice in Jiapigou sells for two or three yuan a catty?"

  Er Biaozi hurriedly slipped his beard beside him: "Godfather, this is all thanks to you, and you are the best!"

   "Stop flattering, you did it yourself."

  The old man was not greedy for merit, so he pointed at Er Biaozi twice.

  Er Biaozi quickly said that when he returned, he would bring the rice seeds and planting records to his godfather for research.

  Dinner was eaten at Xu’s hometown, and it was useless. The godmother went out to buy vegetables, and Er Biaozi brought them all: cut a large plate of red sausage, and cut a large plate of eggs.

  Er Biaozi brought a large cardboard box just for eggs. After winter, it is not easy to eat fresh eggs.

   And if it is stored at low temperature, it will be fine for the Chinese New Year.

  In addition, there are all kinds of mountain products, and they also brought a lot. The black fungus directly carried half a bag, which made Professor Xu's wife very worried: When will I have to eat it?

  Er Biaozi quickly explained: "Godmother, these are all points for godfather's old friend."

   "Haha, old man, this godson is not in vain."

  The old lady was also happy from ear to ear.

   Er Biaozi also talked about interesting things on the road, and finally said: "Those guys lost one hundred and fifty yuan, and they all told me to buy things to honor my godfather and mother!"

  Old Xu was also very happy: "I said, eating this red sausage, why does it smell like a thief?"

  Looking at the happy scene, Liu Qingshan also wished silently in his heart: the old man will live a long and healthy life, and make greater contributions to our rice cause in the Great Northern Wilderness!

  (end of this chapter)