653 One more level
At this time, I have to mention a kind of transportation, horse-drawn carriages! Since I first returned to the capital, whether in the train station or the safe zone, I can see horse-drawn carriages or donkey carts walking on the streets almost every day.
Regardless of horses or donkeys, using them to pull a cart is 100% more difficult than learning how to drive a motor vehicle in the old world.
First of all, you must be able to raise horses. This is a very advanced craft. It is difficult to master quickly without two or three years of in-depth understanding. Secondly, you must be able to train horses. This craft is even more difficult and is almost equivalent to repairing cars in the old world.
, maybe even more so.
In the end, you have to be able to handle things. If you really want to be fine and not cause trouble, you should not be afraid of trouble. At the critical moment, you have to go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife without any hesitation.
Hong Tao himself knows some skills in raising and training horses, and he has to rely on his good brother Kerim who has died unjustly. During these years in Xinjiang Province, he lived with herdsmen every day, even if he didn't want to learn, he learned a lot.
What's more, he is a character who is curious about everything.
Not only Hong Tao knows how to do it, but most of Populus euphratica's group also knows how to do it. Some people are superficial, and some are simply professionals, such as Benzhu. He is Mongolian and was a herdsman before the zombie disease broke out. His family not only raised horses but also camels.
, donkey and sheep, and is also a master of horse training.
It’s unclear exactly how tall he is. Anyway, according to his own words, he was a well-known horse racer in his hometown. He often participated in nearby competitions and won a lot of money.
After becoming the judge, most of his job was to raise horses. It was not until the judge asked Hong Tao and the rebels to lose soldiers and generals that there was no one left, so he was promoted to the front-line army to lead the new ones.
Did you see that among these 9 people, there are at least 8 experienced drivers and one and a half who are good at repairing cars. With such good conditions, it would be unworthy to work in the transportation team.
Of course, it would be better if we could open an auto repair shop! Oh, no, it's a horse farm. Unfortunately, there is no agriculture and animal husbandry in the safety zone south of the city. I don't know if there is one in the north of the city, so I can't get through it for the time being.
So far, Hong Tao can think of transportation as the only industry that can achieve both material and spiritual harvests. So even though there are many uncertainties, he still wants to give it a try.
If it succeeds, my group will not only gain a foothold in the safe zone, but also gain a relatively free space. What if it doesn't succeed? If it doesn't succeed, it won't succeed, and you won't have to pay the money right away.
Didn't Shen Nan say that it would take a few days to give him a letter? Then stabilize him first, and then use these few days to find out the inside story of the transportation industry before deciding whether to do it or not.
At about 7 o'clock in the evening, Shen Nan appeared in the casino again. He greeted some old customers first, then walked straight over and announced that the dinner party was about to begin. All the guests were already in place, waiting for the two distinguished guests or the protagonist to appear.
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Compared with the afternoon, his face felt radiant. Hong Tao felt that within two or three hours, he must have exchanged opinions with most of the local leaders and reached a preliminary consensus before he could
So satisfied.
As expected, the dinner was held just downstairs from the bar. There were twenty people sitting around the huge round table. They were old, young, male, female, middle-aged and middle-aged. Apart from Mrs. Xiushan and Sun Feihu, I must not have known anyone.
Shen Nan still performed his duties as a host very well. Everything from the seating arrangement to the introduction of everyone was carefully considered, neither making the guests feel unfamiliar nor making the landlords feel too embarrassed.
But this process is very cumbersome and hypocritical. No matter what you think in your heart, you have to put on a smile on your face, and you have to pretend to respect the other person. Just the nickname Tiger of Populus euphratica, and the nickname of Sun Feihu are also problems of Tiger, so let’s push it aside. After more than ten minutes of indifference, the final result was a big tiger and a small tiger.
Although the old world is gone, the new world has come, but the culture of the wine table seems to have not changed fundamentally. After the greetings, the toasting project began. There are people present who are polite and talk about culture, some who are blowing their beards and staring at the world, and others. He is half-literate and half-martial. He has only one purpose: to try his best to make the other party drink more and himself drink less.
In order not to damage the more mature image of a fool, Hong Tao did not use most of the etiquette and etiquette at the wine table. But he could not just watch others drink, so he played the role of a fool again, directly in front of the audience. All the martial arts were played at the wine table.
If you let me drink, then I will arm-wrestle with whoever starts, and whoever loses will drink!
At first, some people looked at his slightly gray hair and stubble in his beard and thought that this old green man was bluffing. But after a few rounds, except for Sun Feihu, who won one game, all of them had no choice but to surrender, which really saved him a lot of bowls. .
After three rounds of drinks and five dishes, the excitement at the wine table lasted for about two hours. During the dinner, no one mentioned the word "Youlong Company", as if it had never happened at all.
But don’t think that this is the final result. The real drama is after the meal, and the wine table is just a warm-up. And how to control the rhythm? Mrs. Xiushan is the timer.
After she stood up to explain that she was old, frail, too drunk, and wanted to leave the table first, Shen Nan took the opportunity to invite everyone present to move to the bar on the second floor to listen to the performance of his newly trained singer.
There is indeed a singer, and he is indeed young. He can sing pretty well, better than Hong Tao anyway. But no one, including Shen Nan, has their ears listening to the music. They are all sitting or standing around the sofa in the middle. , listening to the conversation between the big guys in the middle.
Only then did Hong Tao roughly tell who was the real boss among these people and who was just making up the numbers. Speaking of 20 people, in fact the only ones who could really make the big decisions were Sun Feihu, Bai Side, Shen Nan, Jin Yongshun, Wang Xiaobo, Pu Zhe, There are also seven Mrs. Xiushan.
Others also operate independently and dominate their own one-third of an acre of land. But as a whole, the six safety zones in Nancheng can only be regarded as branches or affiliations of these seven companies, commonly known as younger brothers.
But there is one person who is special. His surname is Jiang. I don’t know what his name is. When Shen Nan introduced him, he just mentioned Boss Jiang and didn’t mention anything else at all. It seemed that there was some kind of tacit understanding.
From the wine table to the bar, Hong Tao had observed this person many times, and soon discovered an interesting phenomenon. Everyone here was talking and laughing with him, but they were only talking and laughing, and they were familiar with him on the surface. , there was no more interaction, and it seemed very polite.
Hong Tao originally wanted to find an opportunity to go over and have a chat and touch this person personally, but unfortunately he never found a suitable excuse. After about half an hour, Boss Jiang left early.
After coming out of the bar, it was already past 12 o'clock at midnight. Shen Nan insisted on sending a car to send him. Hu Yang and Hong Tao couldn't refuse. Fortunately, it was not far away and there was no too remote place on the way, so just send him there.
To say that the scalpers were really obedient, except for the thin monkey and the water snake, everyone else was waiting in the small building. The fat sheep took advantage of the fact that his identity had not yet been exposed, so he simply returned to the New Sixth District and buried his personal belongings under his shed. The weapons were taken out and secretly sent into the small building.
Now there are six pistols, an automatic rifle, more than a dozen grenades, and hundreds of rounds of ammunition. They plan to find another dark and windy night, from Xiushan Apartment and Feihu Company began to retaliate from house to house, killing seven in and seven out, and then entered the red zone with the remaining weapons and ammunition and continued to flee south.
Hong Tao was not surprised by this result, and he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to. These gold diggers were forced to be righteous due to environmental factors, and they adhered to the principle of retribution and hatred. This style has been integrated into the blood, and when encountering danger, The first thought is to risk your life!
"Black Dragon, why haven't you gone back yet?" But there is someone who shouldn't be here, Lu Weian!
"I asked him to stay. We are all blind here and need a guide." Seeing the two elder brothers coming back, scalpers were collecting weapons one by one. After hearing Hong Tao's question, he didn't intend to hide it.
"Then who will take care of your son?" Hong Tao was a little helpless. He gave Lu Weian the title of Black Dragon. Wasn't that to make him feel at ease? When had he ever said that he could be treated as one of his own? But he can't say that now. You still have to show concern.
Chapter completed!