Chapter 107 Accepting a little brother is a bit old
After Zhang Junping beat him hard, the middle-aged man suddenly became honest.
Obediently took Zhang Junping to his home.
It is indeed a cunning rabbit with three caves.
The compound where the middle-aged woman brought Zhang Junping was in the western suburbs.
For middle-aged men, their real home is in the eastern suburbs.
At the middle-aged man's house, Zhang Junping saw more furs, including wolf skins, bear skins, fox skins, and mink skins.
"With so much fur, it would be quite expensive to sell it to the collection station, right?"
"The price offered by the purchasing station is too low. We trade with the Double-Headed Eagle once a year, and the price offered there is more than three times that of this place." The middle-aged man said honestly.
"Then why are you willing to sell the tiger skin to me?"
"Double-Headed Eagle has a policy that does not allow the hunting of tigers, so..."
Zhang Junping nodded, indicating that he understood.
The Double-headed Eagle began to protect Siberian tigers before World War II, established protected areas, and introduced a series of policies to protect Siberian tigers.
The double-headed eagle policy is very effective, allowing the number of Siberian tigers to increase from more than 150 at the beginning to more than 400 now.
But I didn't expect that it would be cheaper for a middle-aged man.
"Oh, by the way, I still don't know what your last name is?"
"My nickname is Hu, and my name is Hu Zhenchuan." The middle-aged man Hu Zhenchuan said with a smile.
"Well! Then I'll call you Lao Hu!" Zhang Junping smiled and nodded.
"Do you have paper and pen? I'll write the letter and you can send it over."
"Yes, yes!" Hu Zhenchuan quickly found paper and pen.
Zhang Junping wrote a letter in the double-headed eagle language in front of Hu Zhenchuan.
Then handed it to Hu Zhenchuan, "Send this letter to the other side.
Also, send me today's things to the city government guest house.
If you have any news, come to the guest house to find me."
After saying that, Zhang Junping got on his bicycle and left.
On the way, Zhang Junping used letters of introduction and work permits to rent four large yards in the four suburbs of Xuecheng, south of the city, north of the city, east of the city, and west of the city.
The yards Zhang Junping rents are all relatively open and surrounded by relatively few residents.
After renting the yard, Zhang Junping looked at the time and felt it was almost time, so he returned to the guest house.
Hu Zhenchuan and others have arrived at the guest house and are waiting for him at the door.
"I'm sorry! I just went out to do something. Come in with me!" Zhang Junping asked Hu Zhenchuan and others to follow him into the guest house.
"Um... Leader Zhang, the things have been delivered to you, so I will go back first." Putting down the things, Hu Zhenchuan said humbly, and planned to take the people away.
"Wait a minute, you don't want the money?" Zhang Junping stopped Hu Zhenchuan and said with a smile.
"That...this...I am ignorant of Taishan, and I offended Leader Zhang...
These things should be regarded as an apology to Leader Zhang." Hu Zhenchuan rubbed his hands and said with a smile.
"Lao Hu, I am the most fair person. As long as you do things well for me, I will never lose you.
As for these things, I still have this little money." Zhang Junping said as he took out the money, ordered it, and gave it to Hu Zhenchuan.
"Take it! If you want to apologize, then do something good for me.
Otherwise, we will settle the old and new accounts together!" Zhang Junping hit Hu Zhenchuan with a carrot in one hand and a stick in the other.
After sending Hu Zhenchuan away, Zhang Junping put all the things that Hu Zhenchuan had just sent into the museum space.
Lying on the bed fully clothed, I began to think about my next move.
I have to admit that my trip to the bird market was a little impulsive and a little carried away.
But even if he was asked to go again, Zhang Junping would still do it.
Bird Market has been home to Chinese people since the Tang Dynasty.
Later, the incompetent Qing government lost the only ice-free port to the Double-Headed Eagle.
This ice-free port, including the bird market, was built with the flesh and blood of the Chinese people. As a result, the final fate of the Chinese people was to be expelled and massacred.
There is no place for Chinese people to stand in such a big bird city.
Any bloody person would be burned by anger.
It just so happens that Zhang Junping is a passionate man with a golden finger. If he doesn't vent his anger and harm the two-headed eagle, he will be sorry for his golden finger.
Therefore, Zhang Junping does not regret his actions at all. If he goes there again, he will do the same thing again.
In fact, Zhang Junping already had plans for the next step while staying in Xuecheng.
However, the appearance of Hu Zhenchuan saved Zhang Junping a lot of things.
A ruthless man who dares to cross the border to hunt can do a lot of things for him if he is subdued.
The next day, Zhang Junping left the guest house early, had breakfast on the road, and rode his bicycle to Hailang County.
The place Zhang Junping is going to is Hailang Ceramics Factory.
The receptionist is also a characteristic of this era.
There is an old man in the communication room of every unit.
Zhang Junping handed over his letter of introduction and work permit and explained his intention.
Upon hearing that Zhang Junping was coming from BJ, the receptionist was very polite and called the factory director directly and let him in.
He also pointed out the location to him very politely.
"Hello, hello! Are you the leader from BJ?" When Zhang Junping arrived at the office building, the director of the ceramic factory was already waiting at the door.
"Hello, Director Fang, right?" Zhang Junping smiled and stretched out his hands.
"I welcome BJ's leadership to come to our factory to guide the work." Fang Changsheng, the director of the ceramics factory, was very enthusiastic about Zhang Junping's arrival.
"Director Fang, you are too polite. I am not a leader, I am just a small buyer in the Materials Bureau." Zhang Junping took out his cigarette very humbly and gave it to Fang Changsheng.
"It's from the Materials Bureau! Let me just say, magpies were chirping this morning.
It turns out that the leader of the Capital Materials Bureau is here." Fang Changsheng enthusiastically lit a cigarette for Zhang Junping.
There is a reason why Fang Changsheng is so enthusiastic. The ceramic factory is different from other factories. Their main product, ceramic jars, although it has a certain technical content, is not a scarce commodity.
"Director Fang, I'm here to ask for help." Zhang Junping took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile.
"Boss Zhang wants to purchase ceramic wine jars?" Director Fang knew Zhang Junping's intention as soon as he heard this, and was even more happy.
"Yes! I need a batch of ceramic wine jars to prepare medicinal wine.
I don’t know if it’s convenient for Factory Director Fang.” Zhang Junping asked politely.
"I wonder how much Leader Zhang needs? A small amount is fine, but if there are more..." Director Fang said thoughtfully.
Ceramic wine jars are not a scarce commodity. Fang Changsheng will naturally not refuse the business that comes to his door. However, as a leader, he always likes to be fiddling with things and does not want to agree too readily.
"It doesn't take too much, five or six thousand is enough." Zhang Junping said as he took out a strip of Huazi from his bag and put it on the table.
"Boss Zhang, what do you mean?" Director Fang quickly stopped him.
“I came in a hurry this time and didn’t bring any gifts to Factory Director Fang.
I brought these cigarettes from BJ, so don’t take it personally, Factory Director Fang,” Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"This is inappropriate! How can I ask for your cigarettes?"
"Director Fang, we don't separate tobacco and alcohol. It's just one cigarette. If you refuse again, you think I gave you too little." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"If that's the case, then I'll be at a loss.
It’s almost noon, Leader Zhang, and I would like to ask Leader Zhang to give us an opportunity to learn from the leaders in the capital and the spirit of the Party Central Committee’s directives.” Director Fang said with an enthusiastic smile.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
third chapter
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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