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Chapter 17 The flood washed the Dragon King Temple(2/2)

Lao Liu invited Han Yu to drink orange water. It tasted very good, sweet and orangey, but there was a layer of yellow stuff left on his tongue after drinking it.

I didn't dare to go to a big hotel for dinner, so I bought three portions of rice bowl with diced pork in sauce at a stall near the pier. It cost one yuan a portion, which was really expensive.

But when I think about Donghai's pork price rising to 2.81 kilograms, and eggs also rising to 1.5 yuan, I think it's not expensive, after all, people have the cost.

You don’t need to collect a certificate when you go back, and you have a ticket and a fourth-class cabin so you can lie down and take a nap.

The journey back was upstream (sailing against the current), and it was sailing at night. The speed was not as fast as during the day. It took nearly ten hours to sail, and it was just dawn when we arrived at Bailong Port.

Considering that they would have to return the evidence materials to the institute early tomorrow morning and board the ship to collect evidence, the three of them took the time to take a shower and change into casual clothes. They also washed and hung the uniforms they had worn all day.

Han Yu couldn't sleep and chatted with the policeman for a while.

The policeman learned that he graduated from Binjiang Shipping School, introduced him to the captain, and with the captain's permission visited the engine room and even the bridge.

"Xiao Han, not to mention Bailong Port, even Binjiang Port was under the jurisdiction of our Donghai Port. The current Binjiang Port Public Security Bureau was originally the Binjiang Port Police Station of our Donghai Shipping Public Security Bureau."

"Yeah?"

"Really, if you don't believe me, ask Old Liu from Bailonggang Police Station later."

As soon as the police officer finished speaking, the captain smiled and said: "We have many colleagues in the Yangtze River Shipping Company who graduated from your school."

Han Yu was doubly surprised and raised his head and said: "Our school currently has no students from Donghai, only students from Hui'an, Xijiang, Beihu and Nanhu provinces."

"I didn't have one before. I was transferred here after work."

The captain smiled and continued: "It's not just our shipping company that has your alumni, there are also port supervisors, several waterway departments and several major ports. After all, they all belong to the Yangtze River shipping system."

Binjiang Navigation School was formerly called Binjiang River Transport School. From its establishment to now, I don’t know how many talents have been trained for the Yangtze River shipping system.

The captain felt sorry for a graduate from a shipping school to be a police officer.

The political commissar held the tea cup and said with a smile: "We in the East China Sea have the closest connection with your Binjiang. The passenger volume of our steamship company seemed to be 2.09 million in 1978, of which 1.21 million were in Binjiang.

That’s more than half.”

Han Yu asked curiously: "What now?"

The political commissar said without hesitation: "Last year, the passenger volume was 34.1 million, and there were more than 16 million people traveling to and from your riverside, accounting for 47%. This ratio is also very high."

Han Yu couldn't believe this was true, and murmured: "We only have so many people in Binjiang, how can there be so many people coming to the East China Sea by boat?"

"Not only people from Binjiang, but people from Yanhai and other Jiangbei cities also need to take a boat from you if they want to come to the East China Sea."

"It's true that there is neither a bridge nor a ferry, so people can only take a boat."

"We run this route every day. I estimate that at least one million people a year cannot buy tickets and can only buy high-priced tickets from scalpers. Passengers are very dissatisfied. They complained to the comrades who sold the tickets at the pier and complained to us on the ship.

Those scalpers are so annoying, you need to crack down hard."

"Don't worry, Political Commissar Liu, we will continue to collect evidence tomorrow."
Chapter completed!
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