I make a living solving crimes.

After hanging up the phone, Chang Wei took out the wood and carving knife and continued carving the little soldier.

This set of carving knives was obtained by Zhuzi from Jin Mujiang.

Sure enough, a professional carving knife is better than a dagger.

By the fire, Chang Tian, ​​who had just finished reviewing his lessons, played with the little soldier for a while, and sat beside him, using a file to help smooth out the edges and corners of the newly formed wooden soldier.

Chang Nan was not good at this, so Chang Wei let him play by himself. The little boy enthusiastically arranged the little soldiers into a charging formation and kept making "tub tub tub" sounds in his mouth to simulate the sound of gunfire.

Chang Wei glared at him and said, "What's bald? What kind of gun is bald?"

The little boy looked at his elder brother in confusion, and thought for a long time before continuing to play "da da da".

Chang Xiaoman rode in on his little yellow dog, and after a turn around the room, he realized that the sound came from Chang Nan. He tilted his head and asked curiously, "Uncle Nan, are you a little rooster?"

Chang Nan paused, shut up and stopped talking.

Bald-bald-bald isn't okay, and neither is da-da-da. He feels that having a child is so difficult.

"Serena, Serena."

Chang Wei had just put down the carving knife and fed Chang Xiaoman some warm water when he heard Yang Min shouting in the yard.

He quickly got up and walked out, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Yang Min asked anxiously, "Where's your car? Didn't you drive it back?"

"The sedan has been driven back to Sister Tuan'er, and the jeep is at work. Is there something urgent, Mom?"

Yang Min said "Oh", looking a little disappointed, and waved her hand, saying, "Forget it, let Xiong's sister and I borrow a cart."

When Chang Wei heard that she wanted to pull a cart in such a cold weather, he quickly stopped her and said, "Mom, what's the emergency? It will only take me a quarter of an hour to drive the cart back from work."

"Oh, it's not an urgent matter. I just heard someone from the neighborhood committee say that farmers' markets will be closed after the New Year and will not be allowed to open again. I was thinking of going there to buy some food."

Chang Wei understood.

There were rumors that the farmers' markets would be closed before I went to the Northeast. I didn't have time to inquire about it when I came back, but I didn't expect the news to come true so soon.

Because of the system space and knowing the historical process, he didn't care too much about this matter.

I didn't expect that I would be scared.

He couldn't just say it, so he patiently advised: "Mom, don't worry, see if there is anything missing at home, I will drive to buy it tomorrow."

"Silly child, I'm afraid half of the capital has already known this news. What can you buy when you go there tomorrow?"

Chang Wei was helpless. Seeing his mother's anxious look, he could only say, "Then wait, I'll go to work and drive back to pick you and Aunt Xiong up."

He went back to the house and put on a cotton coat, then walked quickly to the Dragon Group office courtyard, drove the Willys back, picked up Yang Min and Xiong Chumo's mother, and headed for the largest farmers' market in Beijing.

Aunt Xiong and Yang Min sat in the back seat, pulling their coats together to avoid the cold wind, and complimented, "Director Chang is really capable. The company gave him two cars."

Yang Min was afraid that Aunt Xiong would think that Chang Wei was using the company car for personal purposes, so she quickly explained, "This car is not from his unit. It was lent to him by a friend."

Aunt Xiong was even more surprised, "This is Director Chang's private car!"

Chang Wei could only slow down, turned his head and said with a smile: "Just let me drive it. He has gone to the Northeast. I will return it to him when he comes back."

"That's amazing. Even the secretary and the factory director like Lao Xiong don't have their own cars." Aunt Xiong agreed regardless of whether it was true or not.

Yang Min explained it out of consideration for her son.

In fact, it is unnecessary.

No one is investigating the use of public buses for personal purposes now.

I'm driving this car today because I don't want to trouble Fan Tuaner to deliver another car.

When we got there, we saw that the street under the overpass was already packed with people.

It seems that everyone in Beijing already knows about it.

Only then did he realize how great an impact a policy had on the people.

In his previous life, he had experienced many panic buying sprees, from the panic caused by the cancellation of tickets in the 1980s and 1990s, to the later rush for salt, vinegar, alcohol, and masks, but none of them were as crazy as the scene before him.

Because what he experienced in his previous life were all concerns caused by rumors, while the closure of the farmers' market is an impending reality.

The entire society will also undergo a series of changes because of this incident.

If the farmers' market is abolished, the commune members will lose their sales channels for their personal products. The bold ones will dare to go to the black market, while the timid ones will start to give up raising chickens and ducks and no longer reclaim land to grow vegetables.

It's a waste of time and effort if you can't sell it.

There was already a shortage of food in the market, and the enthusiasm of farmers was reduced, so the black market became more prosperous and food prices continued to rise.

The situation was so bad that the governors did not dare to intervene. It was not until the famine was resolved at the end of 61 that they began to crack down on the black market. More than people were arrested in the capital overnight, and hundreds of people were sentenced in the end.

In addition to the above impacts, without farmers' markets, street vendors lost their channels to purchase food. Many people went out of business, and when state-owned restaurants began to require food coupons for meals, they became even hungrier.

Therefore, 58 was an important turning point in history.

In the next year, the government will be harmonious and people will be harmonious, and all kinds of waste will be prosperous.

Chang Wei didn't dare to think any further and hoped that the God of Audit would show mercy.

Yang Min and Aunt Xiong had already gotten out of the car impatiently. Chang Wei could only move the car slowly to the side of the road at a snail's pace. Looking at the people all around him, he shook his head, got out of the car, and slowly followed the flow of people towards the farmers' market.

There are more people in the market than at the temple fair during the Chinese New Year.

He was like a submissive young wife, being ravaged at will by the big men in front, behind, and on both sides of him, moving forward and backward, left and right, stopping and starting.

The further he went in, the more his brows furrowed.

There are still quite a few thieves taking advantage of the situation today.

It seems that the severe crackdown some time ago has made them angry.

But then again, the Spring Festival is almost here, and thieves have to celebrate the New Year too.

In addition to thieves, there are also many idlers mixed in the crowd. They don't steal or rob, but just squeeze into crowded places, rub against, and touch things.

The young girls and wives were unable to avoid it, and there were noises, screams and curses one after another.

Chang Wei saw a red name and slowly moved over. In front of the "Zhang Bai Sesame Paste" stall, just as he was about to catch the man, the thief was pinned to the ground.

"Team leader, why are you here too?" When the two policemen saw Chang Wei, they saluted and greeted him.

This is from the anti-theft team.

"Thank you for your hard work." Chang Wei returned the greeting. "How many of you are on duty today?"

"They are all on duty. We have more than 40 people here on the overpass, and the rest have gone to other places."

"Did Tianqiao Police Station send anyone to cooperate?"

"Yes, Director Wang is here."

Chang Wei looked in the direction the police officer pointed and saw Chief Wang not far away.

He stood on a stone hill, sweating profusely and shouting until his voice was hoarse.

When there are more people, there will be more contradictions and conflicts. They may seem like trivial matters, but there are so many sesame seeds everywhere.

Chang Wei squeezed over, walked under the stone pier, and patted Chief Wang's leg, "Send someone to the market entrance to set up a cordon and stop people from squeezing in."

Director Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead, jumped down and said, "Director Chang, I'm afraid it's hard to stop him. If we don't let anyone in now, something bad will happen."

"Bring guns and set up a cordon." Chang Wei pointed at the crowd around him with a serious expression. "If something happens in here, once chaos breaks out, people will be trampled to death. It won't just be one or two people who will be trampled to death, but many people will be killed or injured."