Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Professor Wu watched He Daqing's performance without changing his expression, just sighed slightly.

It seems that Zhao Qingfeng was indeed exaggerating about his students.

It's surprising that such a cowardly guy was given such a high evaluation.

Since He Daqing had no intention of joining the scientific expedition team, Professor Wu did not force him.

After all, this is the Forbidden City, and there are too many talented soldiers in the army.

He Daqing personally sent Professor Wu to the outside of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Looking at Professor Wu's staggering back, He Daqing breathed a sigh of relief and looked relieved.

It is not easy to get along with any uninhabited area. It is either the plateau or the desert in the west, the rainforest in the south, or the snowfield in the north.

I, He Daqing, was given another life to enjoy life, not to suffer.

Yi Zhonghai, who was emitting a strong stench, worked hard to scoop out the last spoonful with a dung shovel.

He was carrying a dung bucket and cursing He Daqing when he happened to meet He Daqing coming out of the toilet.

He Daqing had just been listening for quite a while and was filled with rage. When he came out he saw that bastard Yi Zhonghai.

"Yi Zhonghai, you bastard, you dare to insult the head of the undergraduate school.

I'm going to your uncle..."

After saying that, he kicked Yi Zhonghai into the pit. Two dung buckets also rolled down and poured water all over Yi Zhonghai's head.

"You son of a bitch, if I, He Daqing, hear you scolding me again, I'll give you a good meal.

Hey, isn’t this Jia Dongxu?

Come to take care of your master's business and unload the goods?

Well, you two can reminisce about the past..."

He Daqing patted Jia Dongxu on the shoulder.

Oh, what a great young man! Both my wife and my mother are involved with Yi Zhonghai. They are so green to him.

Yi Zhonghai was dressed in brown and yellow. He looked up at Jia Dongxu and opened his mouth. A foul smell hit him and he took back the words he was about to say.

Jia Dongxu walked to the edge of the pit with an expressionless face, unbuttoned his pants, and poured the yellow soup over him.

"Yi Zhonghai, you beast, why don't you just die? How dare you live?"

Yi Zhonghai had a heartbroken expression on his face and didn't care about the stench on his body.

"Dongxu, I have my reasons.

You have to believe me, it was He Daqing who harmed me.

Your mother and I are innocent, it was He Daqing who knocked us unconscious and framed us..."

Jia Dongxu picked up a stone and threw it at Yi Zhonghai.

"You bastard, you still dare to use sweet words, I know everything..."

His own mother was sent to the cowshed for labor reform, all thanks to that beast Yi Zhonghai.

As for the daughter-in-law, she was spared because she had to take care of a baby and was punished to sweep the streets.

As for blaming He Daqing, I absolutely dare not do that. How could an official be wrong?

Thinking of this, Jia Dongxu was not satisfied with just throwing a stone, so he picked up another stone and threw it at Yi Zhonghai, making him scream...

An empty warehouse was requisitioned by He Daqing and turned into a private warehouse for the Security Department.

Inside the warehouse, there were hundreds of bronze artifacts of various sizes, which had just been delivered by Fatty Liu.

As He Daqing fiddled with these bronze artifacts, he became more and more certain of his guess.

Highly distilled liquor did exist during the Han Dynasty.

Ordinary people may not have this technology, but aristocratic families, princes and nobles must have mastered the technology of distilling liquor.

He Daqing's eyes lit up and he discovered two more unusual things.

When I took the thing in my hand and looked at it, I found that it was actually two bronze gears.

He was stunned for a moment, then felt relieved.

Since a distiller can appear, what's so surprising about two bronze gears?

Various ancient wheelbarrows, spinning wheels, water wheels and the like can also be considered a form of mechanical energy conversion, so the appearance of gears is also in line with common sense.

It seems that ancient technology is much more advanced than I imagined.

Looking at these things in front of us, each one is a heavy piece of history and a national treasure.

But what can be done? When the wind blows, these cultural treasures will be smashed into pieces like scrap metal.

Or they may be treated as scrap and melted directly into copper wire, contributing to the country's modernization.

Hey, why am I so sentimental lately?

I think too much and my head hurts, so I won’t think about it anymore.

It's even better that they don't know the value of things, they deserve me to make a fortune.

Lai Saner knocked on the door outside the warehouse loudly.

"Mr. He, Mr. He, are you in there?

I am Lai Saner, and I have something to discuss with you."

He Daqing opened the door, let Lai Saner in, and said in a bad tone:

"Laopin San, why did you come to the steel mill to see me?

Didn’t I tell you that we should interact less and avoid unnecessary contact?

Do you not understand what people are saying? Or have you been eating too well recently and are you feeling drunk?

Tell me, what's going on? "

Lai Saner immediately begged for mercy, saying humbly:

"Master He, this matter is too big, I can't make the decision.

Someone from the security department of the cotton mill came and tried to poach our people.

They said they wanted to set up a pigeon market and asked my brothers to follow them.

Otherwise, we will be arrested and put in jail."

He Daqing yelled and kicked a bronze wine glass away.

"Damn it, whether it's a human or a ghost, it's all jumping out, right?

I, He Daqing, didn't bother to argue with them, and they even took advantage of me.

This is really unreasonable.

What about the guy from the cotton mill? Is he still there? I'll go meet him."

Lai Saner shrank his head. When He Dalu got angry, it was like he wanted to eat people. It was very scary.

"Uncle He, the people from the cotton mill went back after they finished talking.

I recognized that man; he was a captain in the security department of the cotton mill.

By the way, Zhang Mazi seems to be interested.

He thought that there were many people and women workers in the cotton mill, and he could have some fun by going there to run a pigeon market. "

He Daqing grinned, his smile was sinister.

"I understand, you can go and do your thing."

He Daqing waved his hand to send Lai Saner away, and his expression relaxed.

Lai Saner and Zhang Mazi have never gotten along, and one cannot completely trust Saner's words.

Zhang Mazi is just a small figure. If he dares to betray us, we can easily control him.

The main problem is the security department of the cotton mill. They have stretched their hands too far. The Pigeon Market is several blocks away from them.

Although there is no clear division of territory and everyone has the power to enforce the law, everyone has their own idea that the small park is the territory of the steel mill.

He Daqing shouted loudly outside and called Chen Dagen, the imperial lackey, into the house.

"Chen Dagen, go inform a few team leaders to gather in my office later.

Damn it, someone is bullying us..."

In the office of the cotton mill's security chief, a bearded man was listening to his subordinates' reports.

“Chief, the people from Pigeon City didn’t take me seriously. They were obviously just trying to brush us off.

He is doomed to fail. There is nothing we can do to him.

Especially that scoundrel who speaks in a sarcastic tone.

Chief, do you want to gather the brothers and take them all down?"

The bearded man was also very angry after hearing this, because he had much more people than He Daqing.

It's outrageous that He Daqing ate alone and didn't even give himself a sip of soup.

"Okay, since those scoundrels don't know how to appreciate our kindness, we don't need to give him any face.

Gather the brothers and fight against economic crimes..."