Classic Villain Rescue Station

"Is Fan Jingtian's bottle of chestnut soy milk still in your place?" Lu Bu asked.

Luo Wei nodded: "It's in my room!"

Lu Bu continued: "In order to save time, I suggest that you find someone to pick it up and deliver it to you. Let's go and see the person Uncle Qun mentioned based on that address."

Lu Bu's proposal is quite wise, because above the pickup truck, the shabby truck is still waiting for their help to transport the goods.

The chicken thieves Qiao Yu and Qiao He hid quickly, and Luo Wei and Lu Bu were the only ones left to work.Therefore, when Zhang Wenyuan, who had just delivered his future daughter-in-law, brother-in-law, father-in-law and others, took the chestnut soy milk, he was disgusted because of his dirty body and the smell.

"I said Brother Wei, did you just crawl out of the garbage dump?"

"It's hard to say, do you have anything else to do next, if you have nothing to do, come with us!"

Zhang Wenyuan smiled dryly: "Well, no need, I just came out to make soy sauce, and I have to go back to Ningning's house for dinner later!" After speaking, he kicked the accelerator, and the car sped away.

Luo Wei shrugged his shoulders. For those who celebrate the Chinese New Year, he and Lu Bu will depend on each other for their lives.

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The address sent by Uncle Qun is quite out of the way. After passing the Luerling Food Street in Xiazhou District, it will take another half an hour to drive. This is the outskirts of Tuanlonggang. At the construction site, due to the Chinese New Year, all work is currently suspended. It can be seen that this generation is still several years away from a mature residential area.

Between the construction site and the construction site, several large waste dumps were formed, and some simple and dilapidated marching tents were placed along the outside of the roadside, some selling local agricultural products, some selling drinks and snacks, and some selling boxed lunches and snacks , these tents are undoubtedly sold to the large and small vehicles that pass here.

Because the address was too general, Luo Wei's pickup truck circled around, and finally returned to the side of the marching tents after a circle.There is no way, this area is full of people, and it is very popular.

Counting hastily, there are five tents in total, each business is different and does not interfere with each other, and the business is quite good, especially the largest one provides skewers of snacks, and six tents are placed around the tent. Folding tables and chairs with disposable tablecloths, each table is full of guests, and the skilled chef in the tent opened the cooking mode of opening and closing, which makes people feel hearty and refreshing .

In other tents, customers basically leave after finishing their business, but only here, there are many people sitting around.However, it is also an open-air food stall. The hygienic conditions in this place are very different from those in front of the Qingtang hut in the mountain villa. Watching the guests chat and eat delicately in the dust and car exhaust, Lu Bu He frowned and asked, "Aren't you afraid of having diarrhea in this kind of place?"

These words directly aroused the dissatisfaction of the greasy-headed young man in charge of collecting money and supporting: "Don't look for unmoisturized ones, go away if you don't eat, or you're welcome!" The four of them pouted like punks.

For such a provocation, Lu Bu felt that he would lose his reputation if he said one more word to them, not to mention those who were not familiar with the place and needed help from others, so he didn't bother to waste more saliva.

Luo Wei smiled at the oily young man: "Brother, the business here is really good!"

The oily-headed young man hummed: "Yes, but don't worry, the three tables that don't look easy to mess with will give some face, and won't harass ordinary customers. What do you want, look, my place is full , if you don’t mind not having a table, I still have a few stools for you.”

Luo Wei focused on the three tables of bastards he pointed out, and then looked back at the other three tables that were clearly separated, as well as this oily young man. At this moment, he had already made two more deals, both of which were passing vehicles. Roll down the window and pack it away.It was only then that he noticed that the general guests would pack up directly, and the other three tables, in fact, looked no better than the three tables of bastards.

Luo Wei just followed behind and watched them busy, and continued: "I'm afraid these other people are not ordinary people either!"

The oily-headed young man jokingly said: "You don't have to worry about those. The former belonged to the local gang. Don't look at them. Because of the land expropriation, everyone in the family is not short of money. This gang is just a gangster It's fun. Those are purely for money."

Luo Wei didn't understand now: "Change money?"

The oil-headed youth pointed to the waste pile behind: "This generation was originally an old-fashioned industrial area. Later, the factory either closed down or moved to other places. There are many ways to get those waste products out of the factory!"

Luo Wei understands this point. He used to serve a second-generation ancestor movie enthusiast. His father’s first bucket of gold came from the parts dismantled from the waste machine tools of a closed factory, from which precious metals such as gold and silver were extracted. .

The oily-headed youth stopped talking and didn't say much.Luo Wei ordered two bottles of hot drinks, and looked at those people while drinking. Not to mention, these two groups of people have their own characteristics.

The local gang didn’t know whether they were influenced by old Hong Kong movies or the cartoons of the second generation of middle school students. Anyway, they were dressed in a rather non-mainstream way. They dyed their hair red-orange, yellow-green, blue-blue, and purple, and they even applied hairspray. Standing upright, from the shoes under the feet to the leather pants, to the leather clothes, to the leather hats, and even the earrings on the ears, they all have a strong metal punk style, especially the one who is admired by the stars. It's stained a bit in all colors, it looks like a big peacock from a distance, and looking at the clothes and outfits, if you don't know it, you might think it's a low-profile version of Iron Man.

The money change gangs are very beggars, not because of how dirty or tattered the clothes are, on the contrary, there are even quite a few clean ones inside, but the basic configuration, the manpower is less than two, three or four. Full of red and blue striped snakeskin bags, the most powerful one is a table, and even a pair of nouveau riche with "big gold chain and small watch, three small barbecues a day", nine red and blue strips are stacked on the flatbed behind him The snakeskin bag made Luo Wei think that this was the legendary elder of the Nine Bags.

Lu Bu looked at these people and frowned: "From what I can see in this place, there are too many people here. Maybe the person I'm looking for may be here."

Luo Wei nodded, and went to the oil-headed young man to order two oden and two tea eggs. Taking advantage of the other party's time to pack things, he asked, "I want to ask you about someone."

The oily-headed young man ladled the soup into the paper cup and replied casually: "Tell me, as long as there are people here, there is no one I don't know."

Luo Wei took a cup, thought for a while and asked, "Is there a person named Ke Chang in your area?"

The greasy-haired young man scratched his head, frowned and thought for a while: "Ke Chang...it sounds familiar, but why can't I remember it?"

Luo Wei hurriedly asked: "If the words are familiar, it means that you should have heard of them, please think again."

The facial features of the oily-headed young man are almost twisted together: "Ke Chang...Ke Chang...the surname is Ke, I know someone with the surname Ke, ouch! Ke Chang, you are not talking about this person Bar!"

"Awkward?" Luo Wei was a little dazed, it sounded like a nickname, and he didn't know if it was a joke about the homonym of the name, or it was caused by this person's really ugly looks.

The oily-headed youth was overjoyed: "I didn't expect that after so long, there are still people here attracted by the name."

Luo Wei didn't understand, so he asked, "What do you mean?"

The oily-headed young man was quite surprised: "Didn't you come to see him after watching the video of 'Brother Knockout' from a year ago?"

"Brother... brother?"

"A year ago, a few college students passed by here, took a video of him doing things seriously and put it on the Internet, and our brother Koke became so popular. In the next two or three months, there will be more than a dozen waves every day. Bo’s people came here to watch him do things, and even took a photo with him, so the crazy energy is not to mention.”

"Ke Chang, uh, what does Kochen do?"

"It's just doing some odd jobs here to make ends meet, for example, some other companies purchased goods to help move them, and I need someone to help wash and clean."

Luo Wei didn't understand now: "How did such a simple job become popular?"

As soon as he finished asking, Lu Bu handed over the phone, and it was playing the video of "Brother Koke" that he had found out.It can be seen from the screen that this is a thin and thin man who is about the same age as Luo Wei. He is not tall. The clothes and shape are just like another sharp brother. Fan Er, who admits defeat, is holding on, but this one is fine, with her head shrunk, her eyes glazed over, a silly and humble smile is always on the corner of her mouth, and the feeling of shrinking between her movements makes one want to grab Qiong Yao by the shoulder : "Cheer me up!" The main idea of ​​this video is to be careful and meticulous, whether it is packing boxes, washing dishes, sweeping the floor, or wiping the table, although this person's movements are slow, they are meticulous and dedicated.With a humble and shabby appearance coupled with a conscientious attitude, although the work he does is very simple, the ubiquitous sense of contradiction of this "brother" is undoubtedly very interesting.

The oily-headed youth sighed: "It's pitiful to be shabby. When I was a child, my brain was burnt out, and my family didn't care about it. I managed to gain some popularity, but it brought him endless troubles!"

Luo Wei didn't quite understand: "What's the trouble?"

At this moment, for some reason, the low-profile Iron Man Peacock Man kicked over the stool, picked up the beer bottle, followed by three people, and stumbled away.

The greasy-headed youth was also very helpless: "Okay, it's going to be bad luck again."

As soon as the words fell, the four local gangs had blocked the way of a small man, and this man was naturally Ke Chang.He was struggling to hold two boxes of apples and came out of a corner. He had just met him, but because the boxes were stacked too high, he tripped over the peacock man's outstretched foot. The boxes fell heavily to the ground, one of them opened its mouth, and the apples inside rolled all over the ground.

Ke Chang didn't seem to understand what was going on until he fell down. After looking around numbly, he wiped his sore nose with his dirty sleeve, and the nosebleed that dripped turned into a scarlet mustache.In the midst of mocking laughter, Ke Chang knelt down on the ground, crawled all over the ground and slowly gathered the falling apples into a pile as much as possible, and wiped them one by one with his dirty sleeves to make sure they were not knocked. The wounded ones were put in, and another box was opened, checked one by one, and the good ones were picked together.

The whole process lasted for a long time, and in the end, only half of the parts that were picked out by him remained intact, and a box was assembled.He only carried the intact box, and walked to the fruit stand not far away, and a hoarse voice came: "This time half of it is broken, please deduct my wages!"

The owner of the fruit stand is a skinny old man, pointing to his forehead and cursing: "Dump it, give it back, cut your grandma's leg, you have ruined so much of my things, and you can't afford to pay me for another 20 years." !"