59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

After talking (nonsense) to the reporter, Chen Feng finally sent him away.

He was very interested in Guo Deyou's secret tobacco leaves.

After smoking this kind of tobacco, it seems to enhance people's perception ability, allowing people to see tiny details that they have overlooked.

It was also thanks to this special tobacco leaf that Guo Deyou was able to find the cause of death of innocent people during the Republic of China period, thereby assisting the police in finding the murderer.

However, the old river god was sitting on the steps in front of the stage. If Chen Feng wanted to break in, he would probably be scolded by many people.

"Forget it, I'll ask for the prescription when I have a chance."

It would be a shame if this formula, which can strengthen human brain function and enhance perception, were lost.

Seeing that more and more people were coming, Chen Feng hurriedly drove home while the car could still go out.

As soon as he left the crowd, he saw a familiar figure and hurriedly chased after him.

"Uncle Zhang, why are you in Tianjin?"

Zhang Qian was even more curious about why Chen Feng came to Tianjin.

"I'm here to meet an old friend and get some special medicine. Why are you playing here?"

Chen Feng slowed down the car and stopped by the roadside.

"I went to my uncle's house to play, and he said there was a river god festival going on here, so I brought them to see it."

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot about this." Zhang Qian lowered his voice and said, "The general needs a group of people who can drive a boat. We are all land-based and not good at that. It just so happens that Guo Deyou is very familiar with us. He also knows the former Cao Gang's young leader Ding Luan. The two are friends for life and death."

"The chief asked me to come and talk to Guo Deyou to introduce us to the capable crew members of the Cao Gang."

Chen Yulou is a man of the world, so naturally he prefers to use the older generation of people of the world.

Compared to the sailors in Hong Kong who are controlled by the old gangsters who only care about money and worship Guan Erye just to get promoted, the sailors of the Cao Gang are more loyal and righteous.

At least in front of those people in Hong Kong Island, we are all mainlanders. This sense of identity is very important!

"We have nothing to do with the Cao Gang?" Chen Feng asked in surprise.

Zhang Qian smiled bitterly and said, "Ding Luan's father had cooperated with us a lot in the past, and we had a very good relationship. But Ding Luan is different. He is a German student studying abroad, and he did not take over the Cao Gang, but became a policeman, which cut off the relationship with us for the next generation."

"Otherwise, there would be no need for Guo Deyou, a middleman, to help pass on the message."

"Did Guo Deyou agree?"

"Of course he agreed. He was able to become the deputy chief of the Drainage and Flood Control Section of the Tianjin Water Authority thanks to your grandfather's help." Zhang Qian whispered, "This guy is now on the government payroll and doesn't even judge cases anymore. It's a pity that his amazing skill of judging cases by lighting a cigarette is wasted."

Chen Feng's eyes lit up.

It’s better not to do it!

If he continued to be a non-staff policeman, how could he ask Lao Guo for the secret opiate drugs passed down from their ancestors?

"Uncle Zhang, can you introduce Guo Heshen to me?"

"Sure, but I'm in a hurry to go back to Baoding. How about this, on the 12th of next month, which is the day we agreed to meet again, you come to Caoyun Wharf before 12 noon in the morning. We agreed to meet Ding Luan at the wharf at noon on the th of next month."

Chen Feng immediately understood that Ding Luan was not in Tianjin City now, at least not in the city, otherwise he would not have to wait for more than ten days.

"Okay then. I'll come back on the 15th."

"Uncle, this pack of cigarettes is for you."

Zhang Qian originally wanted to refuse it, but when he saw the word "China", he immediately smiled and hid it in his pocket.

Zhang Qishan gave these old Changshengshan people a lot of supplies, including Daqianmen cigarettes, but not in large quantities. Zhonghua cigarettes were even rarer, and Chen Yulou didn't even have many to smoke.

"How do you go back?"

"I'm taking a train this afternoon, don't worry about me, I've booked the ticket." Zhang Qian said with a smile.

Chen Feng was no longer polite: "Then I will go back to Sijiu City first."

"it is good."

Watching Chen Feng drive away, Zhang Qian smiled and touched his pocket. This time, not only did he have several big meals at Guo Deyou's house, but he also got a pack of good cigarettes from Chen Feng. This was a rare benefit!

After leaving Tianjin City Wharf, nothing happened again.

The bumper harvest in the Hebei Plain has restored much of the morale of the people nearby, and the streets have become full of life.

Food is the most important thing for people and grain is above all else.

After leaving the city, Chen Feng continued to release fish, pheasants, wild ducks, etc.

Tianjin is famous for its many rivers, which is known as "Nine rivers at the end of Tianjin, three floating bridges and two pass". This does not mean there are only nine rivers, but an imaginary number.

When we returned to Sijiucheng, it was already past five in the afternoon.

When passing by Wangfujing, Chen Feng bought another bucket of ice cream. When he came out to put a few watermelons into the storage box in the truck bed, he found that the boxes might have been secretly put in by his grandma and grandpa.

Open it and take a look, then close it immediately!

It’s not gold, but Yuan Datou, which is the silver dollar from the Republic of China period!

There were still hundreds of silver dollars, mainly Yuan Datou, and some were foreign dollars brought from foreign banks.

"How come Grandpa has so many silver dollars?"

The Zhou family was not landlords, but poor farmers and fishermen. A worker in Shanghai only earned one silver dollar a month, and fishermen hoped to earn several hundred silver dollars by fishing.

Probably I can only rely on dreaming!

Unable to figure out how the old man got this thing, Chen Feng put it down temporarily and stored both the silver dollar and the box into the space.

I put three small watermelons weighing about six or seven pounds in it and stuffed some grapes in it.

I returned to the alley, greeted a group of enthusiastic passers-by, and returned to my front door, where I saw a famous "matchmaker" in the alley sitting in her yard.

"Hey, Xiao Feng is back!"

Aunt Liu, who was a bit plump, smiled and greeted him, "It's been a while since I last saw you. You're getting more and more handsome. In a year or two, I'm afraid the threshold of your yard will be so shiny from being stepped on."

"Aunt Liu, why are you coming to our house instead of making clothes in the store? Are you here to arrange a blind date for me?" Chen Feng waited for Chen Hao and Fatty Wang to lay the wooden boards before driving along the boards into the compound.

"Nonsense, how old are you? It's not the past. Now boys have to be at least 18 to get married."

Aunt Liu is the deputy director of the cloth shop, which is equivalent to a deputy section-level official, and she is also an official of some size.

In addition, the winters in the north are extremely cold, and cloth is precious, so every family needs it, so her network in Nanluoguxiang is not much worse than Guo Chunhua's.

Selling clothes is just her side job. She prefers to matchmake and introduce people to potential partners.

Although compared to the low salary of selling clothes, the income of being a matchmaker is extremely low.

But working in a cloth shop is so boring, and being a matchmaker can better reflect her life value and satisfy her personal achievement.