Wang shouted to Dapang and Lu Zhiye to follow him.
Arriving at the cowshed, Lu Zhiye looked up and down at these mud houses. They could not block the cold wind at all. Someone was blocking the windows with worn-out black rags.
To reduce the cold, at this time, the group of people who were demoted were sweeping the snow nearby. From a distance, the most obvious thing was their extremely red hands.
"Hey, you! Come here!"
The young man pointed at a man wearing a tattered military coat and an ill-fitting hat on his head that covered his ears.
However, Lu Zhiye noticed his walking posture, and he must have been a high-ranking official before.
"What's up?"
Wang Da straightened his back and said loudly: "We encountered snow on the road and wanted to rest here.
But they can't really understand us, so you come and help them communicate."
The man nodded to show that he understood, and communicated with the young man in an unfamiliar language.
Lu Zhiye saw the young man looking at them with a smile on his face, and pointed to a house not far away.
“Come with me, there is a house over there for people who are lost.
But you have to exchange it for food.”
Wang Da showed an embarrassment on his face. Most of the food that these drivers took with them when they went out was dry food, and the whole grain rice was also steamed.
Usually, just light a fire, get some snow water, boil it and eat it.
Where can we get food?
"Can we exchange it for something of equivalent value? I have cloth coupons, food coupons, and money."
"Money and food coupons."
Wang Dalian hurried back to the car to get his cloth bag. Lu Zhiye glanced at it and thought, wow, no wonder people say the driver is rich.
I always carry around a thousand dollars with me.
Wang Da handed the thing to the man and asked casually, "What should I call you?"
The man in his forties looked a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Wang Dahui to be so kind to them.
"My last name is Wen, Wen Wangqiu."
Wang Da waved his hand, not actually caring what his name was.
But Lu Zhiye set his sights on Wen Wangqiu.
Last name Wen? This surname is very rare. At least Lu Zhiye knows only one person, Wen Sihe.
He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and his eyes were wandering around Wen Wangqiu's face. The man had a rough and red face, and it could be vaguely seen that he had an extraordinary appearance.
Wang Da had the car parked at the gate of the courtyard, and then he pulled a few drivers and grumbled to them. Finally, he walked to Wen Wangqiu with a smug look on his face.
"Old Wen, I have something to discuss with you."
Wen Wangqiu was reluctant to agree. It was because of his talent for learning that he was able to learn a little bit of the local language in just a few months.
Many things can easily backfire if not communicated clearly.
Wang Da saw the hesitation on Wen Wangqiu's face and said in a deep voice: "I'll give you five eggs as a reward."
In his opinion, for these people in the cowshed who were usually hungry and cold, five eggs were a godsend.
Wen Wangqiu hesitated for only a second before agreeing. He thought of his wife who was still coughing. Without nutritional supplements, her body was rapidly losing weight.
The two reached a consensus and walked towards the village chief's house together.
"I want some raisins, red dates, walnuts, and beef and mutton."
In Heilongjiang Province, beef is an extremely precious commodity, after all, cows are used for plowing fields.
And in the Northwest, the thing that is most in short supply is meat.
Wang Da only brought two drivers and Lu Zhiye to the house.
He glanced at Lu Zhiye and laughed at his puzzled look. "Come with Brother Wang again next year. You don't need a ticket to buy these things. Once you get to Harbin, the price will triple or quadruple.
Don’t say that my brother didn’t think of you when he had good things to do.”
Lu Zhiye said timidly: "Won't we be discovered?"
Wang Dahe and several drivers exchanged a glance and said softly, "You are all temporary militiamen sitting in the last car. Once the shed is built, who will know if you don't say it and I don't say it?"
He reached out and patted Lu Zhiye on the shoulder: "Keep an eye on those temporary workers for us, I'll give you half of the profit, how about that?"
Lu Zhiye's eyes lit up, and the greed in his eyes could not be hidden.
Wang Da felt even more proud and complacent after seeing this.
When they arrived at the village chief's house, Wen Wangqiu told them the purpose of their visit.
The village chief was so excited that he kept spinning around and agreed repeatedly.
The village of his wife's sister's husband's second aunt is more than 200 kilometers away from them.
They had said before that many Han people came to exchange their things.
The village chief was very envious, but their place was too desolate.
Not many people came at all. Is it finally their village's turn to be blessed with such enormous wealth?
Wang Da and his team have been running this route for several years, so they are naturally familiar with the prices.
The price of beef and mutton is about 50 cents per pound, but it is two yuan on the black market.
They can get more than one yuan if they sell it on the black market.
The village chief gestured with his fingers for a while, and it took Wen Wangqiu a long time to figure out what he meant.
"The village chief asked you to go to the cellar and see if there's anything else you want."
There were many Hami melons in the cellar, but Wang Da didn't care. They had also pulled Hami melons before, but they didn't make much money.
So now they are spending most of their funds on beef and mutton.
Lu Zhiye looked at the cantaloupe hanging upside down in the cellar and was very interested.
Seeing that Wang Da and the others didn't want Hami melons, the village chief's eyes flashed with disappointment.
But he soon cheered up again, thinking that beef and mutton could be worth a lot of money.
"Hurry up and kill them so we can load them up in the evening."
Wang Da took out a thousand yuan from his bag, and the other two drivers also took out a bulging wad of cash from their crotches.
Eight or nine drivers pooled four thousand yuan, a total of five thousand yuan, and asked for seventy sheep and five cows.
The extra money was all used to buy red dates.
The village chief also knew that what they were doing was shameful, so he trotted to the home of a respected elder in the village.
Lu Zhiye took the opportunity to exchange a few cantaloupes in his hand.
Late at night, when everyone was asleep, all the makeshift militiamen were arranged to sleep in one house.
After Dachao finished eating the cantaloupe that Lu Zhiye brought, he was about to go to bed. He vaguely heard the sound of sheep bleating. He couldn't help but sigh: "I saw that every family had a lot of sheep. If they were stewed, they would be so delicious."
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