Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"Big Dog, Slug, I'll think about this matter again."

Zhao Wenhao still couldn't make up his mind.

"Haozi, don't be soft-hearted." Zhao Dagou was a little unhappy. "Since they came here to steal your business, what's the problem with us fighting back? Besides, we won't really do anything to them. At most, we'll beat them up and drive them out of Ping'an County."

"That's right, Haozi. Don't worry about this matter, we will do it for you. There are only three of them, I will help you find someone to warn them." Zhao Mingliang stood up and took the initiative to ask to take responsibility for this matter.

Zhao Wenhao touched his smooth chin with one hand and looked into the distance, without immediately replying to his two good brothers.

"Haozi! What are you doing..." Zhao Dagou finally couldn't bear it anymore and was about to get angry.

"How about this? You guys help me find a few people, and I'll pay for it." After some thought, Zhao Wenhao finally came up with a plan. "This way..."

"Hahaha……"

After listening to Zhao Wenhao's two-step countermeasures, Zhao Dagou and Zhao Mingliang couldn't help but look at each other, and then couldn't help laughing at the same time.

"Haozi, you are so bad. You are really full of evil." Zhao Dagou pointed at Zhao Wenhao's nose and laughed.

Zhao Mingliang also couldn't help laughing. "That's so sinister. I suspect you must have been a eunuch in your previous life."

"Hehe, I just didn't want to do it, so I resorted to this last resort. Just teach them a lesson so that they won't dare to come over again." Zhao Wenhao responded somewhat embarrassedly.

"You've heard of Widow Han from Fanjiazhuang next door, right? Well, I'll go find her. As long as I give her money, I believe she will be willing to do it." Zhao Dagou immediately mentioned a candidate.

"Hmm? Do you know Widow Han?"

Zhao Wenhao and Zhao Mingliang looked at Zhao Dagou at the same time, their eyes full of smiles.

Zhao Dagou blushed and tried to defend himself, but Zhao Wenhao and Zhao Mingliang didn't give him a chance to defend himself. They just threw a wave of dirty water on him, making it impossible for him to clear his name.

"No, I really didn't. Don't talk nonsense. I just met her by chance."

Zhao Dagou tried to defend himself, but unfortunately no one listened. Zhao Wenhao and Zhao Mingliang wanted to know the erotic story he and Widow Han had to tell.

At noon the next day, three men got off the bus at the Hengtang Town bus stop.

One of them was about forty years old, with a pair of deep eyes in slightly sunken eye sockets and a slightly weathered face covered with beard.

The other two were young men, looking at the town with curiosity.

"Uncle, that guy asked us to meet here yesterday, but I didn't see him!"

"Zhihao, why are you in such a hurry? Maybe we're here early. Just wait." Yang Baihua didn't care. He took out a few pancakes from his bag and handed them over. "Make do with this for lunch. I'll take you two out for a good meal when we get back to the county town tonight."

Yang Zhihao took the pancake and handed it to his younger brother Yang Zhijun.

"Uncle, the kid yesterday said that their Hengtang Town is the largest producer of honeysuckle and bupleurum in Ping'an County. I don't know if it's true or not?" Yang Zhijun asked while chewing on a sesame cake.

Yang Baihua nodded. "I already inquired about it last night, and it's true. Otherwise, why would I rush here today?"

"That's good. No matter whether the man from yesterday comes or not, as long as we find the direction, it's fine. If he doesn't come, we can collect it ourselves." Yang Zhihao was immediately full of confidence.

Soon, half an hour passed and the person we were waiting for did not come.

Another half hour passed, and there was still no sign of anyone.

"Let's go. I guess we can't wait any longer. I'll go ask someone nearby which village grows these herbs."

Yang Baihua's face was full of confusion, but he couldn't figure it out.

Yesterday, the other party had clearly told them that they had a lot of honeysuckle and bupleurum planted at home, and they had agreed to meet here today. Why did they break the appointment?

The price they offered was not low. I had already inquired about it before, and there were people in Ping'an County who also purchased Chinese herbal medicines, so they deliberately raised the price a little.

Although the profit is not as much as other places, I heard that Ping'an County has a considerable output, so the overall profit is still quite considerable!

"Hello, little brother!" Yang Baihua put on a simple and honest face, walked towards a young man near the platform, and handed him a Hongmei cigarette in time.

Zhao Mingliang looked at the man in front of him with great confusion, then saw the good cigarette, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

"Come, have a cigarette." Yang Baihua took out a match and helped Zhao Mingliang light it. "I want to ask you something. Which village in our area grows a lot of vegetables and herbs?"

Zhao Mingliang lit a cigarette and took a deep puff, as if he had never smoked such a good cigarette before.

"Fanjiazhuang, they are close to the bottom of the mountain, which is the best place to grow herbs. Many families in their village grow them. Do you want me to take you there?" Zhao Mingliang responded enthusiastically and positively.

"Oh? That's great!" Yang Baihua was immediately overjoyed. He hadn't expected that someone he'd just met randomly in Hengtang Town would be so welcoming. This gave him confidence in this trip. "Little brother, I'm sorry to bother you, but please keep this pack of cigarettes."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Mingliang to react, he took out another pack of unopened Hongmei cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhao Mingliang looked honest and seemed a little embarrassed to accept it.

But Yang Baihua's unyielding attitude forced him to accept it against his will.

"Come on, little brother, you lead the way. Those two are my nephews, they came with me to collect herbs."

With a guide, Yang Baihua couldn't wait to get there.

So, under the leadership of Zhao Mingliang, the four of them quickly walked towards a small path.

Half an hour later, Zhao Mingliang pointed to a village ahead and said, "Brother, that's Fanjiazhuang. You can just go straight there. I won't go back."

"Thank you, young man. You people in Hengtang Town are really welcoming." Yang Baihua hurried forward to express his gratitude again.

Zhao Mingliang smiled slightly, waved his hand, and said goodbye.

Looking at Zhao Mingliang's receding figure, Yang Zhihao frowned a little, "Second Uncle, why did that kid's smile just now look so weird?"

"I told you to read less novels, but you just don't listen. What's on your mind all day? Even when someone smiles politely at you, you can detect something strange. I think you're out of your mind."

Yang Baihua scolded his nephew without hesitation. In his opinion, the young man was a kind-hearted person. He led the way for several miles without hesitation.

After being taught a lesson, Yang Zhihao smiled awkwardly and did not respond.

So the three of them continued to head towards the village ahead.

Soon, after walking less than two hundred meters, we saw the entrance of the village. There was a vertical wooden sign with three big characters written in ink: Fanjiazhuang.