Republic of China: Guandong Ginseng King

Chapter 27: Ask for a Cannon

The man who jumped out to stop them was so angry that his face turned red, but he refused to give in and could only stick his neck out.

"If you eat meat, you should let us drink some soup..."

The man was about to say something else, but was interrupted by the tall man with a wave of his hand, "Mu Guiying is in command, you are not lagging behind in every battle.

Get out of the way, be careful, I have something even better in my hand."

The man stretched out his hand to push the man away, stepped forward and snatched the life and death document from Li Yongfu's hand, and pressed his fingerprint.

Then he picked up the stick with an iron hook on the top, stepped on the wood deftly, jumped and skipped, and ran straight to the hill like a monkey.

The tall man observed for a long time at the foot of the pile and finally identified the wood that was stuck in the pillar. He then picked up the opening stick and picked up the wood.

With a loud "boom", hundreds of huge trees rolled down one after another.

The tall man was unable to dodge and was hit by a huge tree. Without even making a sound, he disappeared.

However, the pile of rafts still formed a high mountain and stood there, with only a large black hole in the middle, like the bloody mouth of a man-eating beast.

When the people on the shore saw this, they sighed in unison, saying that this pile was not easy to pick.

Two people who were eating the meal were killed in succession, but the woodpile was still standing, which made Li Yongfu very anxious.

If the delay goes on like this, how will he explain to the cashier?
"Second Cabinet, take a break. It's useless even if you are anxious.

It was getting dark, and everyone was injured and tired, so it was more important to eat first.

This is the bone-setting pill that Doctor Chen prescribed for you. Take it and your legs will be healed.

I'll try to get some rice and cook for everyone."

Just at this time, Qu Shaoyang came back with medicine, and seeing Li Yongfu looking anxious and angry, he hurriedly tried to persuade him.

At this point, Li Yongfu had no idea what to do and could only sit on the box and sigh.

Qu Shaoyang called someone and went with him to a nearby village to buy some rice, vegetables, oil, seasonings, bowls, plates, and other household items, and then set up a stove by the river to cook.

Fortunately, the two large iron pots were not broken when they were being stacked, and were later salvaged by the guys. Otherwise, we would not know how to cook the meal.

Qu Shaoyang got a clay pot and set up a small stove to boil medicine for Wang Changliang.

For dinner, we had cornmeal rice and celery stewed with potato chips.

Everyone was injured, and when they thought of the deaths of Zhao Da Kui and Song Lao Jiu, they became listless and did not eat as much as usual.

In the evening, the onlookers left one after another.

Some of those who were eating the meal lived nearby and went home to rest directly, while those who lived far away simply camped by the river and waited until daybreak to find a way to stack the stacks.

That night, everyone sat on the ground around the fire, and those who were too sleepy would take a nap together.

Qu Shaoyang stayed by the side of Erzou Wang Changliang, opening his eyes from time to time to look at him, and then touching Wang Changliang's forehead and cheeks with his hands, for fear that Wang Changliang would have a high fever in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, Doctor Chen’s medicine was really effective, and Wang Changliang was young and in good physical condition, so he managed to survive the night.

The next morning, the stacking continued.

The price for opening a new shift also increased from four hundred and fifty taels to six hundred taels.

Two more people who were eating line food followed suit and joined in. Now, no one around who were watching the fun dared to try it anymore.

Li Yongfu was extremely anxious, but this mountain was too strange and no one dared to go forward to measure it. It was useless no matter how anxious he was.

"Go find Zhang Pao, no one else can clear this pile except him." Someone shouted in the crowd. When Zhang Pao was mentioned, Li Yongfu and Shui Laowu also remembered that Zhang Pao was the most popular watchman in the lower reaches of the Yalu River.

"Yes, how could we forget Zhang Guozi? Let's go find him." Li Yongfu patted his good leg and almost stood up with joy.

"Second cabinet member, Zhang Guozi is over sixty and almost seventy years old. I heard that his rifle exploded while he was hunting a few years ago and broke one of his eyes. Is he okay?" Shui Laowu was a little hesitant.

Zhang Pao’s actual name is Zhang Guozi. He is from Laiyang, Shandong. When he was young, he brought his three sons to the Northeast.

At first, we made a living by raising dogs and hunting in the mountains. Zhang Guozi was a good marksman and could shoot whatever he pointed at, so others called him Zhang Pao.

Later, hearing that one could earn money by working as a night shift worker, Zhang Guozi took his three sons to learn how to work as night shift workers.

No matter how difficult it is to open an update, they have all done it.

We are best at identifying which log is stuck among millions of logs at a glance, and then going up and giving it a light push will ensure it falls off.

In the early years, the names of Zhang Guozi and his three sons were known to everyone in the lower reaches of the Yalu River.

Whenever there is a pile of wood that others cannot move, we can ask these guys to help it move.

Gradually, Zhang Guozi grew older and basically did not help out much, so it was his three sons who did the work for others.

A few years ago, the second son of the Zhang family lost his grip while picking up wood and was hit by a piece of wood and thrown into the river, with no trace left.

The third brother was lucky; his legs were only broken and he became paralyzed.

It is said that a few years ago, the whole family risked their lives to carry stacks and work, and they also accumulated a fortune.

As Zhang Guozi gets older, he wants to go back to his hometown in Shandong, buy some land, build a house and live a good life.

That year, the eldest son of the Zhang family took a sum of money and took a boat back to his hometown via Andong. Unexpectedly, the boat capsized at sea, and all the people on the boat were buried in the sea, including the eldest son of the Zhang family.

Now, Zhang Guozi lives with the paralyzed third brother and a little grandson left behind by the second brother.

Zhang Guozi is old and hasn't done the job of driving the shift and carrying the stacks for some years, so Shui Laowa and the others didn't think of him for a while.

Under the current circumstances, I'm afraid no one except Zhang Guozi can pick up this pile.

Li Yongfu and Shui Laowu discussed it and decided that they had no choice but to ask Zhang Guozi to come out of retirement.

"Tou Zhao, I have a leg injury and cannot move easily, so I have to ask you to take care of this matter.

You can take a few people with you, buy some flowers and wine, and invite them. Let's try it out, we really can't afford to delay."

Normally, these matters should be handled by the counter, but Li Yongfu had a broken leg and was unable to move around easily, so he could only entrust someone to do it for him.

In this way, Shui Laowu led Qu Shaoyang and four or five other young woodcutters to Longwangmiaogou to ask Zhang Guozi to come out of retirement.

The Dragon King Temple ditch is about thirty miles away from Yanwangbizi, and it took Shui Laowu and his group a long time to get there.

When he entered the village, he saw a group of children playing outside, so Qu Shaoyang hurried forward to ask.

"Kid, come here, I have some candy." When Qu Shaoyang went shopping just now, he bought a handful of candy balls.

When the children saw the candy, they all gathered around.

Qu Shaoyang gave them some candy and asked them if there was an old man named Zhang in the village, who was called Zhang Pao by others.

"What do you want to see my grandpa for?" A boy of eight or nine years old, with a teapot lid on his head, reached out and grabbed a candy ball and put it in his mouth, asking vaguely.

(End of this chapter)