Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Qin Dabao arrived near the front gate. It was already daybreak. He turned into the alley, looked around to see if there was anyone around, and put his bicycle into the space.

He released the three people again. They were still unconscious. Qin Dabao had no choice but to carry the woman on his back and carry another in each hand, striding towards the Municipal Bureau.

Now his strength has increased a lot, and it is not difficult for him to carry these two men weighing more than 100 pounds.

But when he arrived at the city police station, he couldn't get in. Because he was going to the black market, he changed into casual clothes and didn't bring his messenger bag. He could only take out his work ID from his coat pocket.

The guard checked his work ID and let him in, but he still refused to go in. Qin Dabao was no fool. He put the two gangsters at the soldiers' feet and carried the woman on his back to the guardhouse to make a phone call.

Less than five minutes later, footsteps were heard, and Long Fei and Yu Chengmin rushed out with their men.

Someone took the woman from Qin Dabao's back, and Qin Dabao explained the situation in detail to Long Fei and Yu Chengmin.

However, Qin Dabao was cautious and said that he had done some reconnaissance and found that the place was suspected to be an enemy spy hideout, so that no one could cover it up.

Long Fei frowned. He heard the loophole in Qin Dabao's words, but he didn't say much. He just asked someone to bring the two men and one woman in for interrogation.

Yu Chengmin turned around and called over one of his men and whispered a few words to him.

His men saluted and ran back to the Municipal Bureau. Within five minutes, heavy footsteps were heard in the yard, and then a jeep and two trucks loaded with fully armed soldiers drove out.

Qin Dabao put his hands in his pockets, turned around and left, leaving Long Fei and Yu Chengmin stunned.

"Boy, where are you going?"

Qin Dabao said without even turning his head: "Go home, I'm still on vacation!"

This almost made Long Fei and Yu Chengmin's noses twisted with anger. What kind of thing was this? He caused the problem, and after it was over, he threw it to them and they went home for vacation?

At this moment, they both wanted to strangle Qin Dabao to death, but there was nothing they could do because the matter here was more important!

Long Fei and Yu Chengmin got on the jeep and headed straight for the moat.

In the car, Yu Chengmin gnashed his teeth in hatred: "This brat, when I see him tomorrow, I will definitely beat him up!"

Long Fei burst out laughing: "Come on, you still want to beat him up? Are you willing to do that?"

Yu Chengmin was at a loss for words and nodded helplessly: "I haven't seen such a clever boy in a long time. I will definitely get him to the second place. I sue you, Long Fei, you are not allowed to snatch it from me."

Long Fei curled his lips and thought to himself, you're dreaming, such a good seedling must stay in the public security team.

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Qin Dabao glanced at his watch. It was already past six o'clock. He didn't care about the fate of the Hu brothers. In his opinion, he had done his best. By digging out the Hu brothers and the cancer behind them as soon as possible, he saved many lives and had done a great deed.

He didn't know how big a storm he had caused, and even brought the crime of speculation a few years earlier.

Qin Dabao didn't care about all this, and he was not in a hurry to go home. The Municipal Bureau was not far from Dazhalan, so he could just go there for breakfast. He could also buy a few strings of candied haws for his younger brothers and sisters at Wenkuizhai, and some fried cakes and pea yellow for his grandparents at Juqingzhai Pastry Shop. The Chinese New Year was coming soon, so he bought some Guandong sugar and sugar melons for the Kitchen God Festival on the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month.

Dazhalan is one of the oldest streets in Beijing. The old street is less than 13 meters long, but it is home to teahouses and theaters, as well as various century-old shops.

Qin Dabao stepped on the bluestone slabs and heard the sound of bells. The streets were lined with old buildings made of gray bricks and green tiles. He felt as if he was in another world.

Some shops in Dazhalan have already opened for business, but the familiar hawking sounds and shouts of the shop assistants are missing, which is a bit of a pity.

There is a breakfast shop at the east end of the street, selling fried liver, which is also Qin Dabao's favorite.

After eating two bowls of steaming fried liver, Qin Dabao couldn't help but hum like a pig, and a sense of satisfaction of being full and satisfied came naturally.

He looked at his watch and it was already half past seven. He strolled along and bought fifteen strings of candied haws for three yuan, without a ticket. This was the government's support for time-honored brands.

Juqingzhai had not yet opened for business, so Qin Dabao was not in a hurry. He lit a cigarette and waited slowly.

Juqingzhai opened for business at 8 o'clock sharp. Qin Dabao was the first customer. The oil cakes at Juqingzhai were especially delicious. They would deflate when you pinched them, but would recover when you let go. Even the pea yellow and crystal cakes weighed five pounds and were divided into two packages.

Guandong sugar and sugar melons are also five pounds, which means they are big customers. Although the boy earns a salary, he is used to seeing off customers all year round and always has a smiling face.

Everything was packed, and after counting the money, it cost thirty-five yuan, plus fifteen kilograms of grain coupons and ten kilograms of sugar coupons. Qin Dabao didn't have that many sugar coupons, so he could only give five yuan more.

After buying all the food, I saw that it was almost time, so I found a deserted place to take out my bicycle, put the candied haws and other things into the space, and then headed towards the steel mill.

When they arrived at the agreed-upon woods, it was fifteen minutes before 9:30. Qin Dabao put away his bicycle, quickly took out the fish, pork and bear meat, and placed them on the ground to freeze them, otherwise people would think they had just been killed.

Qin Dabao hadn't finished smoking a cigarette when a large truck drove over. Seeing Qin Dabao, it quickly braked and Director Pan jumped out of the cab.

Seeing the fish and meat all over the ground, he rubbed his hands excitedly. Now he doesn’t have to worry about the New Year.

Qin Dabao shook hands with Director Pan, who was full of thanks.

"Brother, you have really helped me a lot now. No doubt, if you need me in the future, just let me know."

Qin Dabao offered him a cigarette, and Director Pan took out a match and lit it for Qin Dabao and himself.

"Brother, don't worry. I'll give you the highest price for the fish and meat. But, can we go back to the factory to weigh them? This is a bit too much."

Qin Dabao agreed with a smile. He didn't need the money anyway, but he just wanted to have a clear path to take the things he took home.

It took more than half an hour for a dozen kitchen helpers to load everything into the car.

Qin Dabao and Director Pan got into the cab. Director Pan told the driver to go back to the factory. He leaned close to Qin Dabao's ear and whispered, "Brother, I've prepared two boxes of wine for you. Don't forget them when you leave."

I feel embarrassed to call Qin Dabao "brother" all the time. It seems that there is a reason why this guy can be the canteen director in a factory with tens of thousands of employees. No one can match his thick skin.

The truck drove directly into the steel mill and unloaded at the canteen door. Director Pan and Qin Dabao also got out of the car. Sha Zhu came out to greet them.

"Dabao, I was preparing food just now and didn't go over to help."

Qin Dabao smiled and handed a cigarette to Sha Zhu, and then handed one to Director Pan.

Director Pan grinned and said, "Brother, I'm smoking a Daqianmen cigarette, so I won't embarrass myself in front of you."

In fact, in this era, being able to afford Daqianmen cigarettes is considered good. Ordinary people can't even afford to smoke the eight-cent Dashengchan cigarettes.

"Brother." Director Pan lit a cigarette with the match in Dabao's hand. "I've looked at the fish. Here's how: for fish under five pounds, I'll give you thirty cents a pound; for those over five pounds, fifty cents; for those over twenty pounds, eighty cents. I'll also give you two pieces of pork and two dollars and twenty cents of bear meat. Is that okay with you?"

Qin Dabao thought about it and thought the price was not low, so he nodded in agreement.

A group of people were unloading and weighing the goods over there. Sha Zhu was worried and went over to count the goods himself.

At this time, a man wearing a Zhongshan suit and a woolen coat came over with his hands behind his back...