"Poison?" Tang Cuimei shook her head: "No, that's too obvious. We just saw him taking medication to treat his heart condition, so we decided he had a heart problem and injected him with some medication. With the technology of this era, even an autopsy wouldn't be able to detect it."
"Then he's definitely dead?" Cui Mei laughed. "That depends on how quickly they're rescued. I gave them time to save him."
Xiao Jiu excitedly grabbed her sister's hand: "I really adore you! I'll do the same thing from now on. Don't let me run into you, or I'll do it every time I do!"
After Xiao Jiu pulled Cui Mei back to her room, she used the supplies in her spatial storage to exchange for a lot of life-saving medicine with Cui Mei.
If Xiaojiu's warehouse is full of ingredients, then Cuimei's warehouse truly contains all kinds of medicines and medical devices from about two thousand years ago.
The brothers were unaware of the little tricks the sisters had been up to, and when they returned, they brought back a message.
"That person was indeed Japanese. He came to discuss cooperation, but unfortunately, he had a heart attack and died."
Since the person was dead, and their investigation hadn't yielded any in-depth results, the four of them drove away after breakfast.
Cui Mei and Xiao Jiu secretly cheered, "He really died! Good riddance!"
Whether you're here to invest or to cooperate, if you're just here for a small business and end up in their presence, there's only one word for you: death!
Although the children did not come from the war years, there were anti-Japanese heroes in their family and village, and even comfort women. Coupled with the patriotic education and historical lessons from their previous lives, the two sisters hated these days from the bottom of their hearts.
Having finally found a legitimate opportunity to eliminate traitors, how could we let it slip by?
This time, they drove directly to the port. In the 1960s, Huanghua Port was full of fishing villages and had not even been developed into an important container port.
The city center is still desolate, let alone here?
Even as a port, it only houses fishing boats of various sizes, and it's rare to see any important ships passing by.
As a coastal city, Cangzhou has a much lower profile compared to Tianjin Port.
Cangzhou is a famous hometown of martial arts, and more than 50 styles of boxing have been born in this land alone.
It is also a famous city known as the Lion City, where there are said to be stacks of iron coins weighing tens of tons, as well as the Zhenhaihou (Iron Lion), one of the four treasures of Hebei.
The two brothers also treated them to donkey meat sandwiches and stewed flatbreads, and showed them the Grand Canal, explaining that it flows from north to south through eight provinces and cities...
Whether later generations call them oil cities or famous pipeline towns, their value cannot be ignored.
Although its development is currently limited in many ways, this is due to the influence of the broader environment and has nothing to do with the product itself.
This does not diminish the enthusiasm of the people of this land in the slightest.
Production teams also exist between fishing villages. Their production teams consist of the land near the fishing village and the fishing trips at sea.
Fishing at sea is a sideline for their village. Although the income from this sideline is higher than the appreciation of land value, it is also riskier and accidents often occur.
So even though they live by the sea and rely on it for their livelihood, the local people are not only tanned, but almost everyone has gouty tophi. This is a group of diseases caused by excessive seafood consumption, which leads to disordered purine metabolism and elevated blood uric acid levels.
The sea is vast, its color a perfect azure blue, shimmering brilliantly under the sunlight.
Standing on the high ridge and looking down, the reefs are piled up in mountains and groups. Under the constant pounding of the waves, some rocks are so smooth that they can reflect a person's image, some rocks are covered with various barnacles, and some reefs are covered with a layer of seaweed.
The sand and gravel on this beach are not fine at all; the particles are very coarse, and underneath the sand is black silt.
The sea was rough in winter, and the biting wind brought a strong smell of the sea. They stood on the beach for a while, and after the tide went out, the old man and the children carried large and small buckets to the beach to collect shellfish and snails, so as to add a hearty dish to the family dinner table.
"The catch from beachcombing after work belongs to the individual; it doesn't need to be handed over to the team or recorded in the accounts, which is quite good."
"As far as I know, in many coastal cities, even if the produce is caught by beachcombing, it has to be confiscated and turned over to the production brigade as collective property. Why is it like this here?"
"This place used to be like this too, but the past is the past. These past few years, everyone has had a hard time. We can't just keep people starving to death while we're by the sea, can we?"
Gradually, restrictions were lifted, but things haven't improved, so the regulation hasn't been abolished.
When Xiao Jiu and his friends arrived at the fishing village, they originally planned to have a meal at a villager's home. However, after seeing the environment, they decided to ask the production team about prices. Unfortunately, the team wouldn't sell to individuals, and if they wanted to eat seafood, they would have to go to a state-run restaurant.
You mean you want to catch seafood yourself?
Sorry, you are not allowed to do so. You are not a local and do not have the qualifications to perform salvage operations.
Do you want to rent a boat for sightseeing?
I'm sorry, but that's not possible either. It's only for official business, not for private matters, especially for individuals. It's difficult for them to record such transactions. There's nothing I can do.
We finally made it to the beach, and all we did was stand in the distance and look at the sea?
I can't eat it, and I can't even touch it. Why do I feel so frustrated?
"Actually, the villagers here are quite pitiful."
Pitiful?
Xiao Jiu glanced at Tang Cuimei and said, "Perhaps decades from now, once the tourism industry here flourishes, their descendants will be the ones who are most severely ripped off by tourists!"
Tang Cuimei opened her eyes wide and looked at Xiao Jiu, who nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
While the two brothers were away, Tang Cuimei couldn't help but pull Xiao Jiu aside and ask him a few more questions.
"I'm busy with my studies and have no time or opportunity to come to the seaside. From what you're saying, the fishing village is ripping off tourists?"
"It's not just about overcharging tourists; some places are also involved in organized crime, with local bullies who are very powerful. Many tourists come once and never come back."
Of course, I'm not referring to this place specifically, but to all tourism, not just fishing villages, but also snow villages.
Even if you go abroad, they might abandon you halfway through your journey. That's human nature; for money, they'll have no bottom line.
Tang Cuimei couldn't help but frown upon hearing this, "Why does it feel even worse than it is now!"
"No, it's better than now. It's freedom. Right now, I feel uncomfortable no matter where I go. I don't even deserve to eat a meal. Isn't that frustrating?"
Later, the two brothers somehow managed to stay overnight at the village chief's house under the guise of being relatives.
They cooked a pot of mantis shrimp and a pot of mixed snails and shellfish, including scallops, clams, blood clams, horseshoe snails, whelks, cat's eye snails, and so on. What surprised her the most was that there were even small abalone in this big pot of stew. This shows that fishermen these days do not realize that even small abalone has a good market.
In addition, four plump swimming crabs were steamed, and a pot of slightly blackened mackerel was stewed.
Aside from steaming or stewing, which makes it palatable, the dark mackerel is truly a waste of ingredients.
The village chief's wife was clearly not a generous person; she was reluctant to add any seasonings. Even the dipping sauce she served only contained minced garlic, without any salt, vinegar, or soy sauce, let alone chili peppers. This meal was not worth the one yuan they had given her at all.
In short, it's not worth it!
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