Liu Qingyu observed for a while, and the bald scalper had already walked to the driver of a big truck in front of Liu Qingyu and them, patted the driver's window and said, "Master, do you want to pass the customs smoothly?" According to the regulations, your car will definitely be deducted 12 points and fined 500. ”

The driver is also an old man who sells grain, and he is naturally familiar with the livelihood of these scalpers, and asks, "How do you charge here?"

"Give me 400 yuan to help you clear the customs. No penalty points, no fines. The bald man said with great certainty.

"What will I do if the traffic police stop me then?" the driver asked.

"Don't worry, you give me the money, and I will contact them immediately and report your license plate number, and they will naturally not intercept you, and even if they intercept you, you only need to report my name, and they will naturally let you go." The bald man said with great certainty.

"What if I get fined?" said the driver, who deliberately pretended to be uneasy.

The bald man smiled and said: "In this way, you remember my phone number, if you are worried, you can call me, if you want to clear customs next time you sell grain, you can also contact me, I promise to give you the best price." I am a person who pays more attention to honesty in business, and now many people are through my way to clear customs, and I can't delay tens of thousands of dollars a day in order to pit you for this 4≠v00 yuan. ”

Between the words, the bald man had a haughty mentality. Subsequently, the bald man told his phone number, the driver wrote down the number of the bald man, asked the other party's name, and dialed it in front of the bald man, and after confirming that the phone number said by the bald man was true, he took out 400 yuan and handed it to the bald man.

After the bald man took the money, he directly took out his mobile phone and dialed a call, and then reported his license plate number in front of the driver. After talking on the phone, the bald man said with a smile: "Okay, you can wait with peace of mind, don't worry about anything." ”

After speaking, the bald man came to Liu Qingyu's truck and glanced at it, and seemed to feel that the car had no oil and water, so he directly ignored the car and walked towards the driver behind.

Time passed minute by minute, and the bald man had already disappeared from Liu Qingyu's field of vision, and their truck was slowly squirming forward. It took more than an hour for the car to squirm to the traffic checkpoint, where more than a dozen traffic police officers were lining up on both sides to inspect the passing vehicles one by one.

Liu Qingyu noticed that when the traffic police checked the car in front of them that was handed over to the bald man for 400 yuan, one of the traffic policemen glanced at the driver's license plate number, then waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go over." ”

With the command of this traffic policeman, the railing in front of him opened, and the driver of the big truck drove the car over with a hint of joy on his face, but in this joy, there was a bit of sadness and helplessness!

Why? Why is it so difficult for us peasants to sell some grain? Why do people always want to rub oil from us? These are these questions that the driver has thought about all his life, but he can't figure it out. Only a deep sigh!

After Guo Chengzhu's car was inspected, the traffic police looked Guo Chengzhu's car up and down, and then pointed to a 25-centimeter-square leak on the truck with his hand and said: "Your car is illegally modified, a fine of 200, and a ticket of 300, which one do you choose?"

Hearing the words of the traffic police, Guo Chengzhu suddenly became a little anxious, and said loudly: "Comrade traffic police, almost every grain truck must be equipped with this kind of leakage, if you don't install this kind of leakage, the grain depot will not accept your grain." ”

The traffic policeman said with a gloomy face: "How can the grain depot ask you that it is a matter of the grain depot, we are the traffic police, we are only in charge of our own affairs, do you have any objection to the fact that your car is illegally modified? If there is any objection, you can complain to us through administrative reconsideration and complaints." Okay, we're busy, we don't have time to hang out with you, which way do you choose to be fined, or is there another option?"

Hearing the words of the traffic police, Liu Qingyu frowned, from the words of the traffic police Liu Qingyu can be judged, the traffic police said that they would be fined, this reason is also valid, and Guo Chengzhu is also aware of this matter, but now there is a problem that is more acute, in order to facilitate the grain depot, the farmers who sell grain must be equipped with funnels on the car, so as to ensure that the grain can be quickly loaded on the conveyor belt, so as to directly transport the grain to the grain depot.

At present, the peasant households that sell grain will not be able to sell grain if they are not modified, and there will be no way to sell grain if they are not modified, and the traffic police will fine you money if they are modified. The peasants who sell grain are in a dilemma.

Liu Qingyu frowned, took out 300 yuan from his pocket again and handed it to the traffic police, saying, "300 yuan, invoice." ”

Hearing that the ticket was going to be issued, the traffic police looked at Liu Qingyu with some surprise, like the traffic police asked for bills, there are really not many people, and the traffic police really dare not take it lightly, what they are most afraid of is that there are reporters who mix into the team of selling grain, in case their behavior is exposed, it is also a little troublesome. But the only thing that gives them peace of mind is that there is a legal basis for the fines they impose on modified cars and prohibited vehicles.

Liu Qingyu just looked at the traffic police lightly, and the other party couldn't see any clues from Liu Qingyu's face, so he took out the bill that had been opened a long time ago and handed it to Liu Qingyu, and then waved his hand to let Liu Qingyu and their car pass.

After the car passed, one of the traffic policemen scratched his head and said, "Captain Lu, how do I feel that the person who paid the money just now is so familiar, and he looks quite similar to Mayor Liu of our Lanshan City." ”

Captain Lu was the traffic policeman who was in charge of collecting the money just now, he thought about it for a while and nodded and said: "Well, it does look quite alike, but this person has no taste in his dress and dress, and he came with the farmers who sold grain, maybe it is the relatives and sons of the farmers who sell grains or something, we are so big in Huaxia, there are too many people who look alike." But not everyone has Mayor Liu's temperament. If the people in the car today are really Mayor Liu, I'm afraid that our people will suffer on the spot. ”

"Well, Captain Lu is right, if it is really Mayor Liu, he will definitely deal with us directly on the spot. A traffic policeman immediately slapped Captain Lu's ass.

Captain Lu's face immediately showed a look of pride. The leader likes to listen to these flattering words the most, not to mention that he feels that his analysis is quite correct.

After passing the traffic checkpoint, Guo Chengzhu could finally breathe a long sigh of relief, his eyes looked at the long convoy of grain sellers in front, and his face showed a look of hope. As long as it is his turn to sell the grain, his son's living expenses for the next semester can come out.

Liu Qingyu looked at Guo Chengzhu's hopeful eyes, his heart was very uncomfortable, he could feel Guo Chengzhu's desire to exchange food for money at this moment, but he was worried that Guo Chengzhu would encounter any hardships in the future, but Liu Qingyu carefully analyzed, the most difficult road has already come, this is all to the grain depot, there should be no more tribulations, right?

In the following more than 4 hours, Liu Qingyu and Guo Chengzhu began a long wait together.

When it was about Guo Chengzhu's turn to sell grain, the person in charge of collecting grain in front looked at the time, it was already more than 11 o'clock, the sun was vicious, so he beckoned and said: "Okay, let's receive this in the morning, let's go to lunch first, take a little rest, and continue to collect at 2 o'clock in the afternoon." ”

After saying that, the person in charge of collecting the grain cleaned up the scene, then locked all the office areas and left.

Guo Chengzhu and Liu Qingyu could only continue to wait and suffer, fortunately, at this time, there were some smart traders with baskets in their hands and all kinds of food and mineral water to sell, although the price was a little more expensive, but in order to solve the problem of hunger, Liu Qingyu still spent money to directly buy all the food in the vendor's entire basket, because he knew that Cheng Tieniu's meal was very large, and it was probably not enough for Cheng Tieniu to stuff his teeth if he bought less.

Then everyone casually dealt with it and ate it, and began a long and tormented wait.

It wasn't until about half past two in the afternoon that the staff of the grain depot came back slowly and shouted, "The next grain truck will enter the market." ”

Guo Chengzhu drove into the grain selling area in a small truck, and one of the staff members casually picked up a special shape of grain quality sampling tool, inserted it into the grain truck, extracted some samples, and pretended to inspect it before saying: "Your grain registration is set as grade 3, the quality is medium, and the price is 105 yuan per catty. ”

Hearing that the quality of the grain was only rated as grade III, Guo Chengzhu was a little reluctant, and said loudly: "Master, all my grain is dried, it is definitely a first-class quality, and you have to give it a second-level at worst, right?"

The staff's face immediately sank and said, "Are you an inspector or am I a detector?" Are you going to sell or not?"

"Sell, sell, sell!" Guo Chengzhu nodded like a chicken pecking rice, it's time for the children in the family to wait for the money from the sale of grain as college living expenses, and this grain has to be sold anyway.

"Well, I've been to the scale. The inspector pointed in the direction of the scale.

Guo Chengzhu drove the car on the weighbridge and stopped for a while, and then got off the weighbridge under the instructions of the staff, and the staff in charge of weighing in front said: "The weight of the whole vehicle is 6 tons, and I will come to the scale again after unloading the grain." ”

"6 tons? Master, are you mistaken about the scale? My cart weighs 15 tons, and when I came, I loaded a whole 5 tons of grain. Should there be 65 tons?" Guo Chengzhu said with sweat in his head.

Hearing Guo Chengzhu say this, Liu Qingyu felt that his heart was dripping blood! Waves of anger had begun to brew in the depths of his heart.