Since Hui Zi had also drunk quite a bit of baijiu, he stayed at the Zhao family's house that night.
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, he got up, washed, and left.
He has a wife and children at home. If he doesn't go back to see them as soon as possible, and waits until he gets off work in the evening to go back, he'll be kneeling on a washboard.
The sound of the truck engine broke the silence of the early morning. Hui Zi, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, drove leisurely.
Suddenly, he saw a man walking on the road ahead, heard the sound of a truck, and reflexively ran towards the mountain on the side of the road.
Something's not right!
Hui Zi noted down the other person's physical characteristics and pretended to be nonchalant as he continued driving forward.
After the distance increased and they turned a corner, Hui Zi parked the car on the side of the road, climbed up the mountain, and lay in ambush, waiting for his prey to come to him.
The person who avoided Hui Zi was the one who "led" Xie Yuyao to the cave; he was known as A Tian.
After descending the mountain that day, he lived a life of hiding and secretly organizing activities.
But after so many days, even though the boss had a map, he still hadn't found the mountain where the treasure was, and he sensed something was wrong.
If it really was an insider who moved the treasure, he would have taken advantage of his disappearance to lead the boss to the treasure's hiding place, and then pinned the blame for the lost treasure on himself.
Just yesterday, he discovered that someone was using his portrait to inquire about his whereabouts, which was clearly the work of the organization.
He dared not reveal himself now, intending to return to the treasure site to see if there were any undiscovered secret chambers. He also hoped to find clues; if he could redeem himself and save his life, he could return to the organization.
But as the night passed, he found neither the new secret room nor any signs of moving. Only the boss could solve such a strange mystery.
To avoid making the same mistake again, he decided to go back to the organization and tell the boss, hoping for a chance to redeem himself through meritorious service.
He was running out of money and had no safe place to live. If things continued like this, he would either starve or freeze to death.
Exhausted, he didn't dare to delay for a moment and headed towards the commune.
The reason he ran at the sound of trucks was because he knew that most of the people in the transport team were retired soldiers. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to handle it if he were caught and questioned.
Seeing the truck speeding past without slowing down, he breathed a sigh of relief, jumped down the mountain, and continued on his way.
Before long, he came into the sight of Hui Zi, who was hiding in the shadows.
As he approached, Huizi, carrying a baton she had prepared beforehand, blocked his path.
The man's pupils constricted, and he turned and ran.
Hui Zi caught up and threw a baton at the man's head, which he dodged by ducking, but his speed was slowed down.
The two quickly became entangled in a fight. Hui Zi became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed, and it took a great deal of effort to subdue the man.
After binding the man's hands and feet, they forced him onto the train, then knocked him unconscious with a cleaver. After checking him over again, Hui Zi started the truck and headed straight for Ye Xingchang's stronghold.
On the other side, after Xie Yuyao got up, she called Zhao Honghui into her room.
She took out two bottles of medicinal wine: "This is a medicinal wine I came across by chance, specifically for removing dampness. You can drink it. This wine has a strong aftereffect, so just drink a little every morning and evening, but don't get drunk."
She had barely finished speaking when she remembered his inability to drink heavily and fell silent.
Zhao Honghui was very happy to hear this. Yao Yao was still concerned about his injuries and specially found some medicinal wine for him.
He took the bottle of medicinal wine and was immediately surprised: the wine was golden all over, and he had never seen it on the market before. Where did Yao Yao get it?
However, he didn't ask the question aloud; instead, he simply opened the bottle cap.
The moment the bottle cap was opened, the entire room was filled with a wonderfully refreshing aroma!
He was instantly invigorated, took a deep sniff, and then tilted his head back to drink it down in one gulp.
A warm current flowed into his body along with the wine, slowly coursing through his limbs. This feeling made him feel as comfortable as if he were walking on clouds bathed in sunlight.
He quickly calmed down and swiftly put the bottle cap back on.
Although it's unknown where Yao Yao got such a powerful wine, if others knew she possessed such a treasure, she would likely attract a lot of attention.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, he had to hide and drink away from others.
Xie Yuyao then took out two books, "Compendium of Materia Medica" and "Food Treasures," saying, "I found these at a scrap metal recycling station. Take a look."
Zhao Honghui picked them up and flipped through them. "These two books look ancient and ancient; they might be someone's family secret recipe."
He didn't understand the prescription, but he quickly discovered the value in the cookbook, which he had already started learning to cook.
"Right? That's what I was thinking too. I can look into it when I have time." Xie Yuyao was even happier to see that the person she liked also appreciated it.
Zhao Honghui looked at Xie Yuyao with a meaningful gaze. With her discerning eye, finding valuable goods from scrap was not difficult.
Perhaps her wealth came from finding treasures at scrap yards, then using them to sell on the black market.
That makes sense.
"Keep this book of culinary delights with me for now, and I'll make a handwritten copy as a backup."
Xie Yuyao had already thought about the backup, so last night she used the smart printer in her space to make dual backups of the two books, one electronic and one paper.
But she couldn't bring herself to say it, so she let him go.
Zhao Honghui isn't going to work today; he's helping Yao Yao harvest sweet potatoes.
Xie Yuyao was assigned half a row. The freshly unearthed sweet potatoes were very moist and heavy, and she heard that she could harvest several hundred kilograms.
The sweet potatoes of today are different from the varieties of later generations. Those improved varieties are long and thin, and grow very uniformly. Nowadays, sweet potatoes are all round and plump. If there is water around a sweet potato field, the sweet potatoes will grow particularly large.
However, these sweet potatoes are not sweet and will crack open. Such sweet potatoes cannot be stored and must be sliced and dried quickly. When you want to eat them, you can grind the dried sweet potatoes into powder to make food.
If the weather isn't right and the soil doesn't dry properly, then all your efforts will be in vain; the soil will grow mold and you'll only be able to feed it to pigs.
Because sweet potatoes need to be in perfect condition and cannot be damaged during storage, digging sweet potatoes is not only a physical job, but also a technical job.
This skill was clearly beyond the capabilities of many members of the educated youth team.
With one stroke of the hoe, five or six sweet potatoes were unearthed, but half of them were damaged.
Zhao Honghui, however, was different. Years of training had given him considerable arm strength and a well-built, powerful physique. Combined with his experience as a farmer's son, this allowed him to work quickly and efficiently. Sometimes he would only damage one or two sweet potatoes he dug up, and sometimes none of them would be damaged.
Xie Yuyao, who was following behind, looked on with stars in her eyes: No wonder he is the man she has chosen!
She put her thoughts into action, handing him a water bottle every now and then and asking him to take a sip.
Of course, the water in the kettle had already been replaced.
Looking at her solicitous smile, Zhao Honghui hesitated to refuse, but always complied with her and drank it down.
Seeing the satisfied expression on her face, I couldn't help but smile.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
