Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"That's right, this is Fanjiazhuang!"

Yang Baihua glanced at his nephew Yang Zhihao with a hint of reproach again, then shouted, "Let's go. Whether we can gain anything today depends on this."

The two young men quickly followed Yang Baihua's footsteps and walked quickly into the village.

Just as the three of them entered the village, a young man and five burly men suddenly appeared from somewhere.

There were five burly men, each holding a long wooden stick in his hand, with murderous eyes, staring straight at Yang Baihua and others.

On the contrary, the young man in the lead had a smile on his face. He didn't look like a road blocker, but rather like a spectator.

Yang Baihua was shocked and quickly protected his two nephews.

But the six people opposite did not take any other action. They just stood silently on the side of the road without saying a word.

Yang Baihua didn't understand what was going on, so he quickly forced a smile and said, "Everyone, what can I do for you? We're here to collect herbs and have come to Fanjiazhuang to take a look. I wonder if you can help me with anything?"

Silence, still silence. The six people opposite seemed to be dumb and refused to speak.

"What do you mean?"

After all, he was young and full of blood. Yang Zhihao secretly reached into his pocket, where he found a folding knife. This knife seemed to give him unlimited courage.

Silence is still silence.

Especially the young man opposite, he lit a cigarette, smoked it leisurely, and looked up at the sky.

He doesn't look like a road blocker, but more like a scholar out for an outing.

Such a strange scene made Yang Baihua dare not act rashly. He winked at his two nephews, signaling them not to be impulsive.

When you are in a foreign country, you can never be too careful.

"Everyone, please have a smoke!" Yang Baihua stepped forward cautiously again and took out a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes from his pocket. "I just arrived today, so I don't think I've offended you. Do you have any instructions?"

The young man took the pack of cigarettes without hesitation and stuffed it into his pocket, but he did not respond to Yang Baihua's question.

Yang Baihua was very embarrassed, but didn't know how to deal with such a situation.

He had traveled extensively and met all kinds of people, but this strange scene was truly his first encounter.

He didn't say anything, just stood there holding the stick, without expressing any intention.

Yang Baihua was at a loss and could only turn around and signal his two nephews to follow him closely to avoid any conflict.

The three of them walked around the six people on the roadside from a distance, keeping a close eye on them. Only after they had completely bypassed them did they speed up and run forward.

Yang Baihua was still a little puzzled. The other party did not take any action, which made him puzzled.

On the other side, one of the burly men watched the three people leave in the distance and couldn't help but look at the young man, "Brother Wenhao, what are we going to do next? Should we go over and beat them up?"

That’s right, the young man was Zhao Wenhao.

The remaining five people were friends that Zhao Dagou asked for help.

"Let's go, we'll follow them. Wherever they go, we'll go. Don't say anything, just follow them." Zhao Wenhao threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, waved his hand, and followed them from a distance along the road.

"Uncle, they are following us." Yang Zhijun turned around and looked behind him with some fear.

Yang Baihua was also a little frightened, but he still pretended to be calm. "Don't worry, it's broad daylight, they wouldn't dare to do anything to us! Besides, we've already entered the village, and there are people coming and going, so they won't dare to do anything."

"Yeah, I'll listen to you, Second Uncle."

It was the first time for the two young men to travel far away. Although they were full of vigor and vitality, they had never seen much of the world and were naturally a little scared.

"Buying Chinese herbal medicines, honeysuckle and bupleurum, high prices!"

As they walked into the village, the sparse houses were right in front of them. Yang Baihua didn't care about anything else and started shouting loudly.

"Herb buyers, what's the price?"

Just as the three were shouting along the roadside, a middle-aged man walked out of a house and shouted at them loudly.

Yang Baihua was overjoyed and quickly shouted, "Honeysuckle is 10.2 yuan per kilogram, and Bupleurum is 7.1 yuan per kilogram. Big brother, how much do you have at home?"

The middle-aged man heard that the price was good and was about to call Yang Baihua and others to come over to discuss it. Suddenly, he saw six young men coming from a distance. Five of them were very strong and stood silently outside his yard, holding wooden sticks.

Looking at the ferocious looks of these people in front of him, the middle-aged man shuddered noticeably.

He immediately turned around, closed the gate, ran back into the house, and never dared to show up again.

Yang Baihua and others looked at each other in bewilderment. They had originally thought that they could make their first deal right away, but it was disrupted by this group of people.

Now, they also know that this group of people came here to prevent them from purchasing herbs.

But these people neither spoke nor took any action, they just stood there.

Not to mention that Yang Baihua and others didn't dare to take action, even if they dared, they probably couldn't win.

Forget it, don’t bother with them.

Yang Baihua waved his hand and walked forward again with his two nephews.

He wanted to see if the entire Fanjiazhuang could be frightened by this group of people.

As for arguing with them, that is no longer necessary.

"Buying Chinese herbal medicines at high prices!" Yang Baihua shouted again along the roadside, his voice deep and loud.

Unfortunately, whenever someone came out to call them, Zhao Wenhao and his five companions would appear there in time.

This look really scared everyone.

It is better to have less trouble than more. The villagers had never seen such a scene before, and they felt something was wrong. They drove Yang Baihua and the other two away to prevent them from bringing disaster to their families.

"Second Uncle, why don't we leave? The other party clearly doesn't want us to receive the herbs. If that doesn't work, we can just go to another village to collect them." Yang Zhihao was a little frustrated, but he also put forward his own ideas.

Yang Baihua knew in his heart that he could not expect to gain anything today.

So, I began to back down.

Just as the three were about to leave, a beautiful woman walked out of a yard not far away.

The woman was about thirty years old and was wearing a pink dress with a slim fit that showed off her perfect figure.

Although there are some traces of time on her face, she still exudes a moving charm.

Her face has soft lines, delicate skin, and her long, smooth black hair falls over her shoulders, showing a unique mature charm.

Especially her long eyebrows that outlined her thick and charming eyes, coupled with her red lips with a slight smile, immediately made Yang Zhihao and Yang Zhijun stare at her.