Chapter 14: Advanced (7)

"Longhu Mountain is in the south of Yingtan, and there are still fifty miles of road, but it is not close." Perhaps it was because he heard the Mo Rival couple say something interesting, and an elderly man in his fifties on the left couldn't help but interject. Mo Di knew each other and smiled in greeting. This is a fellow traveler who came by car from Jingdezhen. This guy smoked in the car, causing public outrage and was attacked by a group. He was not angry, he happily changed himself to the last seat of the carriage, sat by the window, and smoked the cigarette as much as possible, but every puff was spit out of the window as much as possible, so as not to affect the car too much. Walking on the pontoon, he still kept the smoke from his mouth, and he spoke with one mouth, revealing a mouthful of black teeth, just like a lacquered coffin.

After looking around, the people in the same car were basically here, men and women, big and small, two seven or eight-year-old children, running around on the pontoon bridge excitedly, and the mother couldn't stop it, screaming hoarsely.

Walking to the south end of the pontoon bridge, less than ten meters away, I saw a staff member come over and stop them with a red flag. Immediately afterwards, a piece of bridge slab at the southernmost end of the pontoon bridge was seen slowly rising, and the pontoon bridge was disconnected, revealing a section of the water surface gate. At this time, the three boats that came down from the upstream passed through the gate in turn, and the two boats downstream also sounded their whistles and passed through the gate.

Five boats passed through the locks, which took about half an hour. Standing at the head of the pontoon bridge, the bored Mo Invincible listened to the story of the elder Black Fang. The elder Heiya told the people around him that the Xinjiang River has developed shipping transportation, and the transportation from Shangrao to Poyang Lake relies on river transportation a lot. There is a rule on the Xinjiang pontoon bridge, as long as it reaches five boats, the gate will be opened immediately and released. If you can't wait for five boats, the lock will be raised once in the morning, noon and evening. After midnight and before midnight the next day, the bridge gate is raised and pedestrians cannot pass. Mo Di nodded, this rule is also scientific, and it should be the experience of the local people for many years. It is not easy to raise the bridge gate, and a few big men, shouting the trumpet, struggle to move the winch, in order to let the bridge gate slowly rise. Although pedestrians are free, there is a certain fee for each boat to pass, which is very necessary, otherwise, who will ask for compensation for the labor paid by the Han people.

Everyone has nothing to do, after chatting about Xinjiang and talking about the Arctic Pavilion, after chatting about the Arctic Pavilion, talking about the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain, and chatting about the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain, the bridge plate raised by the pontoon bridge finally fell slowly.

At this time, several gangster-like figures on the south bank came to the bridge, and the black-toothed elder said coldly when he saw this: "This gang of dogs has come out to make trouble again." ”

The people in the same car also knew what was going on, so they stopped and spontaneously surrounded the three women and two children in the middle, and the men stood loosely around, and the head was the old man with black teeth. Seeing that the two of them were indifferent, the black-toothed elder looked at him puzzled, and explained, "Mr. Mo, quickly let your lady stand in." Those bad guys at the head of the bridge are not easy to mess with, they do all kinds of bad things, do all kinds of evil, take sheep by the hand, molest women, pretend to be crazy and stupid, and blackmail porcelain. When we are one, they don't dare to be too presumptuous. ”

Mo Di squinted at the shore, and there were about seven or eight people, most of them young men in their twenties, dressed in a good manner, one or two, and holding three-inch-long knives in their hands. Mo Di pulled Zhou Shiming into the circle, opened the rattan box, took out the southern sixteen inside, inserted it into his trouser pocket, buckled the rattan box and handed it to Zhou Shiming.

Nanfang 16 looks about the same as Nanfang 14, the caliber of the bullet is the same, the ammunition load is twice that of Nanfang 14, reaching 16 rounds, but the length is only two-thirds of Nanfang 14, only 153 mm, you can put it in your trouser pocket casually, only a little bit of the gun handle is exposed, and it is still tightly held in Mo Wei's hand.

Although the elder black-toothed walked in front, he was very keen, and he could really be called a man who could see and listen to all directions, and immediately discovered the movements of the invincible, with a slight smile on his face, with a gun in his hand, today this gang of gangsters was only afraid of kicking the iron plate. In the 27th year of the Republic of China, Prince Jiang Jingguo served as the magistrate of Gannan County, and began to implement the new policy of Gannan and confiscate civilian guns and knives, which was one of Prince Jiang's major measures. Under the call of Prince Jiang and the flattery of Jiangxi Governor Xiong Shihui, Prince Jiang's new policy was widely implemented throughout Jiangxi. Therefore, it is illegal to carry a gun in the civilian population, and knives used as murder weapons cannot be carried. These boys, who don't know the height of the sky, blatantly expose their knives, and they can stay at least ten days and half a month when they are sent to the police station.

"Stop." Walking to the head of the pontoon, it is not surprising to hear the habitual accent of the gangsters.

"What do you want to do?" The black-toothed elder asked knowingly.

"What do you want to do?" A thug held a knife in his hand, patted the blade on the palm of his other hand, made a threatening atmosphere, and said: "You also saw the raising and closing of the gate just now, it is very hard, the old rule, one dollar per person." ”

"Who made the rules? How I haven't heard of it. "At this time, Mo Di is very different from usual, he usually has no hobbies, but this time the situation is different, his buddy is short of money, and as soon as the other party asks for money, he can no longer be calm. In a hurry, I don't need the foul mouth of Tongcheng, but the standard Guilin dialect.

The strange accent made the gangsters flutter for a moment, but it unexpectedly attracted the pontoon manager standing not far away wearing armbands, and he heard the invincible Guangxi accent. There are not many people in Guangxi to this place, they are all in the Gui army, people say that the northern army is a tiger, the Sichuan army is a wolf, and the monkeys in Guangxi are like tigers and wolves.

"Out-of-town?" The gangsters are not so well-informed, and in their opinion, outsiders are better bullies.

Seven or eight thugs all came around, and some people began to move their hands and feet, and the men in the outer circle struggled to push away, but they didn't dare to put their hands on it, so they were sandwiched between their hands and feet. At this time, I only heard Zhou Shiming scolding: "Hooligans! Mo Di turned his eyes and saw that a gangster actually moved his hand to a big girl outside, and he didn't know where he touched it, and was slapped away by Zhou Shiming's brave palm.

Mo Di was a little angry, his left hand pulled over the gangster's shoulder, and the right hand drawn out of the trouser pocket smashed it with a punch, hitting the gangster's left eye, and the gangster suddenly howled, grabbed his left eye, and sat on the ground.

Several thugs immediately surrounded Mo Enemy, showed the knife in their hand, and Bai Shengsheng's blade pointed directly at Mo Enemy.

The first strike is stronger, this is the usual method of Mo Invincible, and he rises up and kicks the thug closest to him to the ground. A shot from "Woo" hit the hard ground under the thug's pants, and the bullet shards hit the thug's crotch. The thug wailed, thinking he had been hit by a bullet, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

"Holy shit, he's got a gun!" The other thugs shouted, and retreated several steps at the same time.

Mo Di blew the white flame in his mouth, and said, "I have sixteen bullets here, and see how many heads you have." He walked over and kicked the guy who rolled his eyes and said, "Don't play dead, get up and get down on your knees." ”

The guy who rolled his eyes trembled, got up, and fell to his knees. Mo Enemy pointed at the others and said, "Kneel down together." The others looked at each other, then at the invincible muzzle, and under the threat of the gun, they also knelt down.

"Don't think I dare kill you." Mo Di threatened: "Lao Tzu, I kill not a thousand but eight hundred, it doesn't matter if I kill a few of you, I see that you are still obedient, and spare you this time, and honestly kneel until the sun sets and then get up, I will watch from the Arctic Pavilion above, whoever gets up first will eat me first." ”

After that, with a backhand shot, the small red flag that had stopped them on the pontoon bridge more than ten meters away was cut in two.

Walking up to the Arctic Pavilion and looking back, a group of people were still kneeling there, Zhou Shiming asked, "Will they really kneel honestly until the sun sets?" ”

Mo Di looked at the sun that was almost setting, and said, "It should be, no one will gamble their lives for this time." ”

After entering the street behind the Arctic Pavilion, a group of people went their separate ways, and the black-toothed elder asked Mo Di, is it to visit friends or stay in the hotel? Mo Di told him that he was just passing by, first go to the train station to see what time the train to Pingxiang will be tomorrow, and find a place to live near the train station after buying a ticket. The elder Heifang enthusiastically told Mo Di that he also went to the direction of the train station, just in time to lead the way.

Since the Japanese army occupied Nanchang, Yingtan Railway Station has become a shuttle station, and the cars from Zhejiang have come here, and the cars from Nanchang have also stopped here. The bus from Zhejiang runs every two days, and the bus from Nanchang runs once a day. The car from Nanchang is departing from Nanchang at six o'clock in the morning, arriving at Yingtan in four hours, stopping for half an hour, returning, arriving at Zhangshu after passing through Nanchang, and then returning to Nanchang from Zhangshu. The guests of Yingtan can go directly to the camphor tree, and the guests of the camphor tree must stay overnight in Nanchang.

Under the leadership of the elder Black Fang, Mo Di successfully bought tomorrow's train ticket. The train ticket is not cheap, three oceans per person, this time, it cost six oceans, and most of the property on his body is directly gone. Immediately afterwards, the elder Black Fang took Mo Di to a good-looking hostel next to the train station, and asked for a husband and wife room, which cost two oceans, and Mo Di's eyes were a little dark. The hostel doesn't charge this price as it also includes tomorrow's breakfast. The black-toothed elder was kind-hearted, but he didn't expect that the glamorous Mo Enemy was already shy in his pocket.

After settling the two of them, the elder Black Tooth followed him into the room of the hostel, and enthusiastically proposed to be the east and invite the Mo Enemy and his wife to eat a meal of Yingtan flavor.

Mo Di glanced at the elder with black teeth, this guy's enthusiasm was a little too much, not normal. The so-called dedication to nothing, either treachery or theft, this must have a plan.

"Old Sun." The surname of the elder with black teeth is Sun, and Mo Di called him Lao Sun: "I will listen to your arrangement for dinner, but if there is anything, you have to say it first." ”

The black-toothed old grandson smiled and said, "I knew that I couldn't bypass you, Mr. Mo." I also want to invite you to finish dinner and then say, the so-called soft mouth of eating people and eating mine, Mr. Mo, you are not good to refuse too directly. ”

Mo Di smiled, sure enough, and said: "Everyone gets along for a day, and it can be regarded as fate, and if I can do it, I will definitely do it." Lao Sun, you say it first, after you have something to do, you can drink happily. ”

"Good! Joyfully. Lao Sun also became cheerful, blushed, and said with determination: "I saw that Mr. Mo has a pistol." ”

"Lao Sun has taken a fancy to my gun?" Mo Di thought to himself, he had considered selling guns for travel fees before, and the business came to the door by himself so quickly.

"No, no, no, no." Lao Sun raised his hands and refused again and again, saying, "Don't want that, don't want that." ”

"So what?" It's no surprise.

"Your gun is Southern Sixteen, this kind of gun is too arrogant, we can't afford to use it." Lao Sun said: "I have a southern fourteen in my hometown, which is usually used to watch the family nursing home, but there are no bullets, and now I use gun oil every day, wrapped in oilcloth, which is useless." Mr. Mo, can you give me a few bullets so that my chicken leg can also come in handy. ”

Hearing Lao Sun's words, Mo Di laughed, this is very simple. Bring the small rattan box, open it, and take out the three magazines full of bullets and set them aside, this kind of magazine cannot be used with the Southern Fourteen. He handed the other unopened bullet box to Lao Sun and said, "This is a full hundred rounds, is it enough?" ”

"One hundred rounds!" Lao Sun was directly stupid, and his eyes widened: "Sell it all to me." ”

"Yes!" Mo Di should be very crisp.

"How much?" Lao Sun held the bullet box and refused to put it down, as if he was holding some rare treasure.

The market situation of bullets, Mo Enemy knows, each bullet is about two catties of high-quality rice, different regions, the price of rice is also different, the price of bullets will also fluctuate. For example, in Tongcheng, each catty of good rice is about a dime, so the price of a bullet is two jiao, and one piece of Guangyang can be exchanged for five bullets, of course, Guangyang is not legal tender. This box has a hundred bullets, and twenty pieces are about the same. So he said: "Go with the market, and when you arrive at Yingtan, it is the price of Yingtan, you say it." ”

Lao Sun thought about it, took out a package from his body, opened it, took out a letter of Guangyang, counted thirty yuan, handed it to Mo Di, and said: "Mr. Mo, I have limited financial resources, so I can only take out these, if you think it is not enough, give me some less bullets." ”

Mo Di took Guangyang and blew lightly, the buzzing echo was long, it was the real Yuan Datou: "Enough." ”

Lao Sun carefully put the bullet into the baggage, let out a long sigh, and looked at the package, as if looking at a particularly beloved item.

"Does Lao Sun have the fiat currency of the central bank and the Japanese military currency on him?" Mo Di asked.

"Yes." Lao Sun nodded, this guy is really a rich man.

"I'd like to change some." Mo Di counted out ten pieces of the ocean in his hand, handed it to Lao Sun, and said, "Five yuan for legal currency, five yuan for military currency." ”

In the twenty-fourth year of the Republic of China, when the fiat currency came out, the central government's intention was to replace Guangyang with one to one, but I didn't expect that the people did not sell it, and it never achieved the effect of one to one. How much to change in Yingtan, Mo Di has no bottom in his heart. As for the military currency, it is less valuable than the fiat currency, and compared with the fiat currency, it is about one to three.

Lao Sun took ten pieces of ocean, took out a purse from his waist, and counted out a twenty yuan legal tender and a five yuan fiat currency. exchanged five oceans, and another five oceans, and he actually gave a hundred-dollar bill.

Mo Di was a little surprised and said, "Old Sun, don't lose yourself." ”

Lao Sun shook his head and said, "No, military coins are not worth much." It can still be used in the mixed flower area of Yingtan, and out of the Japanese occupation area, a piece of waste paper. ”

At the end of the transaction, Lao Sun still insisted on the old agreement, and wanted to invite the two of them to eat a meal of Longhu Mountain Taoist dishes in Yingtan. Mo Di looked at the sky and persuaded Lao Sun to go home while the sky was still bright, and it would be dark for a while, and the bullets on his body not only could not protect himself, but caused trouble.

Lao Sun has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, how can he not know this truth, the goal has been achieved, and he got up and left after saying a few beautiful words.