Chapter 254: Another Turbulence

Wang Hongjun said nothing more.

Lu Yunchen was silent for a moment and shook his head: "What evidence do you have? If there is no substantial evidence, don't talk about it in the future."

Wang Hongjun just turned his head and glanced at him. "The man named Chen has always been at odds with us. When he heard that we were going to Hai City, he took the initiative to find us to form a team. Zhang Li and I originally refused, but later San Niu Niu talked us into it, saying that he has always been used to running this route. It is good to have more experienced people. We thought that this trip was originally led by San Niu Niu, and he can't hurt himself, right? In addition, he took the initiative to apologize, so we agreed. Unexpectedly..."

No wonder.

It turns out that there are three jeans in the middle.

Lu Yunchen nodded: "The next thing..."

"Leave it to me!"

Wang Hongjun shook his head at him and took the initiative to take charge of the matter.

Since Lao Chen had been plotting against him from the beginning, don't blame him for killing him.

Huang Xinran was also curious about how Wang Hongjun and Zhang Li would deal with Lao Chen, but now, everyone tacitly agreed not to mention the matter and moved on peacefully.

As time went by, Huang Xinran gradually discovered a pattern. The eight vehicles that came out this time were mainly divided into three groups. One was the small group of Zhang Li and Wang Hongjun, one was the small group headed by Lao Chen, and the other small group was the last group to join. They had the smallest number of people, with only two vehicles.

The three cowboys are familiar with everyone and play a mediating role in the middle.

Otherwise, the convoy might break up midway.

In the next two days, everyone did not encounter any other problems along the way. Soon, they entered the sea city area and the destination was not far away from them.

Once we entered the sea city, everyone relaxed a lot and the atmosphere in the car became much more lively.

Even Huang Xinran started packing his bags, planning to find a place to stay and wash up when he arrived.

But before that, they had more important things to do.

It suddenly rained heavily in the middle of the night the day before yesterday. The tarps on two large trucks were not properly covered, and the dry grains brought from home became damp to varying degrees, moldy, and inedible.

Now, everyone is hungry and starving.

Especially now that we have entered the sea market, everyone is feeling even more hungry. After passing by a field of golden kumquats, some people finally couldn't help themselves.

The truck Huang Xinran was in was leading the group and was running well until a burst of rapid horn sounds came from behind.

Lu Yunchen stepped on the brakes and said, "The car behind us has stopped."

"What's going on?"

"I'll get off the car and take a look."

Wang Hongjun took the initiative to get out of the car and came back soon: "Everyone was thirsty and hungry, and they didn't want to leave after seeing the kumquat field. The third cowboy said that he wanted to talk to the owner of the kumquat field and see if he could borrow a place to cook a meal."

I'm afraid he didn't want to borrow the place to cook, but he just took a fancy to the kumquats and wanted to eat oranges.

"What do they mean?"

Lu Yunchen asked.

"Everyone has parked their cars, squad leader, what should we do?" After so many years, Wang Hongjun still likes to call Lu Yunchen squad leader.

Lu Yunchen said nothing and looked at Huang Xinran.

Huang Xinran felt uncomfortable for no reason and wanted to refuse, but everyone had stopped their car, so wouldn’t it be a bad idea for them to continue driving forward?

For a moment, she was a little confused: "Yun Chen, what do you think?"

Lu Yunchen was silent for a moment before he finally made a decision: "Let's go down too. However, if we notice anything wrong later, we must leave immediately and don't stay."

"Okay, we've got that down."

The three got out of the car and joined everyone.

Everyone is drooling at the kumquats on the tree. It is the Chinese New Year, and it is no wonder that everyone is so greedy to see the tree full of golden fruits.

Everyone wanted to eat them, but considering that this was on a busy road, they didn't take the initiative to buy them out of respect, and instead looked around for the owner of the kumquats.

Unexpectedly, they actually found it.

The owner of the kumquats is a lame old man who uses a crutch, has a wrinkled face and speaks Mandarin with a thick accent. When everyone says they want to buy kumquats, he enthusiastically invites everyone to taste them.

"The fruits in the field are all grown by ourselves, and they are not worth much. If you want to eat them, feel free to pick them. You can only eat one, but you cannot waste it or take it away."

"Of course, old man, don't worry, we won't waste it or take it away."

Everyone was delighted to hear this, and the three cowboys patted their chests and made a promise.

Immediately, someone climbed up the tree to pick fruit.

Huang Xinran and Lu Yunchen did not move. Seeing this, Wang Hongjun and Zhang Li also did not move. They did not move, and nearly half of the people in the convoy did not move.

But the remaining half of the people actually picked a lot of kumquats and started eating them.

Seeing that the person who ate the kumquat was fine, Lu Yunchen and others all breathed a sigh of relief.

Over there, Lao Chen was still bragging to the lame old man.

Speaking of kumquats, the lame old man suddenly started to talk nonstop: "...Don't worry about you laughing at me, I have no other hobbies except growing fruit trees and getting fruits. In addition to this kumquat field, there is also a persimmon field over there, which is also full of persimmons. They are crispy, sweet, and delicious!"

The third cowboy was a businessman. When he heard that there was still a piece of red tomatoes, he immediately became interested.

If we could buy such a large field of kumquats and red tomatoes and take them to the city to sell them... considering the current market situation as the Chinese New Year is coming soon, there is no need to worry about not having good sales.

Thinking of this, his mind immediately became active.

He hurried over to discuss it with Huang Xinran.

"He still has a piece of red persimmon?"

Huang Xinran frowned, looked at the kumquat field beside the road, and then looked at the lame old man: "San Niangniang, do you trust him so much?"

"Fourth brother, fourth sister-in-law, these kumquats are growing so well. If we sell them in the city, we will have to sell them at this price..."

He gestured in the air and winked at the two of them: "Didn't we suffer a loss before? Fortunately, there is still room on the truck to store these fruits. The old man also said that he has a field of red tomatoes, which can be sold to us. Do you want to go and take a look?"

"But this place is located on the main road. Why do I feel that..."

"It would be nice to go and take a look!"

Lu Yunchen interrupted Huang Xinran's unfinished words, and secretly squeezed her hand gently: "I think the fruit that even my brother-in-law likes will definitely be sold for a good price."

Huang Xinran also took back his unfinished words: "That's true, it won't be too late for us to go and take a look."

After the agreement was made, the lame old man limped slowly in front, and everyone followed closely behind him to catch up.

As the old man walked, he introduced the surrounding conditions. "These fields all belonged to the villagers. Later, everyone went to the city to work, and this land was contracted by me to plant fruit trees. This year, I was lucky and the fruit was abundant. I also met a nobleman, and I sold all the fruit at once..."