At this time, we have to mention a means of transport, a horse-drawn carriage! Since returning to the capital, whether at the train station or in the security area, you can see horse-drawn carriages walking on the streets or donkey carts almost every day.

It doesn't matter if it's a horse or a donkey, it's 100% harder to use them to drive a cart than in the old world.

First of all, you have to be able to breed horses, which is a very advanced craft, and it is difficult to master it quickly without two or three years of in-depth understanding. Secondly, you have to be able to train horses, which is more difficult, almost equivalent to car repair in the old world, maybe even worse.

In the end, you have to be able to bear the matter, if you really have nothing to do, don't make trouble, don't be afraid of things, and at the critical moment, you have to go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife without saying a word, and you can't hesitate at all.

Hong Tao himself knows a little bit of horse raising and horse training skills, which is thanks to the good brother Kerim who has died unjustly. In the past few years in Xinjiang Province, I have lived with herdsmen every day and don't want to learn, not to mention that he is still a character who is curious about everything.

Not only Hong Taohui, but most of the poplar gang will also, some are fur, and some are simply professional, such as stupid pigs. He was a Mongolian, a herder himself before the outbreak of zombie disease, and his family raised not only horses, camels, donkeys and sheep, but also a master horse trainer.

It's not clear how tall it is, but according to his own words, he was a well-known horse racer in his hometown, often participating in nearby races, and winning a lot of money.

After becoming the adjudicator, most of his work was also to raise horses, until the adjudicator made Hong Tao and the rebels toss and the rebels were really unavailable, and then he was promoted to the front-line army to bring the old and the new.

See, there are at least 8 old drivers among these 9 people, and one and a half can repair cars.

Of course, it would be better if you could open an auto repair shop! Oh no, it's a horse farm. It's a pity that there is no agriculture and animal husbandry in the safe zone in the south of the city, and it is not clear whether there is anything in the north of the city, and it is impossible to get over it for the time being.

So far, the only industry that Hong Tao can think of, can do, and can meet the material and spiritual double harvest is transportation. So despite all the uncertainties, he wanted to try.

If it does, not only will their group gain a foothold in the safe zone, but they will also be given more freedom. What if it doesn't work? If you don't make it, you can't do it, and you don't pay right away.

Didn't Shen Nan say that he would give the letter in a few days? Then stabilize him first, and then use these few days to listen to the inside story of the transportation industry, and then determine whether to do it or not.

At about 7 o'clock in the evening, Shen Nan appeared in the casino again, first exchanged a few words with some old customers, and then walked straight over, announcing the start of the dinner, all the guests were in place, just waiting for the two distinguished guests or the protagonist to appear!

Compared to the afternoon, his face felt radiant. Hong Tao felt that within two or three hours, he must have exchanged views with most of the leaders of the local forces and reached a preliminary consensus, so he would be so complacent.

The venue of the dinner was indeed downstairs in the bar, and the huge round table was full of twenty people, including old and young, men and women, except for Mrs. Xiushan and Sun Feihu, who definitely didn't know anyone.

Shen Nan still fulfilled his duties as the host very well, from the arrangement of the seats to the introduction of everyone, he thought about everything very carefully, neither making the guests feel rusty, nor making the landlords feel too embarrassed.

But this process is very cumbersome and hypocritical, no matter what you think in your heart, you have to squeeze out a little smile on your face, and you have to pretend to respect each other very much. Just the nickname of Hu Yang, the tiger, and Sun Feihu's nickname are also a problem of the tiger, so they pushed it over and let the past fade for more than ten minutes, and the final result was a big tiger and a small tiger.

Don't look at the old world is gone, the new world is coming, but the wine table culture doesn't seem to have changed substantially. After the greetings, the toasting project began, and there were those who were polite and cultured, those who blew their beards and stared at the rivers and lakes, and those who were half-literate and half-martial. There is only one purpose, to try your best to make the other party drink more and drink less.

In order not to destroy the image of the more mature second stunned person, most of the exquisiteness and etiquette on the wine table in Hong Tao's mind are not used. But he couldn't watch others pour wine, so he played the role of a second stunned again, and played full martial arts directly on the wine table.

If you let me drink, I will wrestle with whoever starts, and whoever loses will drink!

At first, some people looked at his slightly gray hair and beard stubble, thinking that this old green skin was bluffing. But after a few rounds, except for Sun Feihu, who won one game, they could only bow to the upper hand, and they really avoided a lot of bowls.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, the excitement on the wine table lasted for about 2 hours, and no one mentioned the word Youlong Company during the banquet, as if it had never happened at all.

But don't think that's the end result, the real drama is after the meal, and the wine table is just a warm-up. And how to master the rhythm? Mrs. Xiushan is the timer.

After she got up to get rid of her old age and infirmity, she was too strong to drink, and wanted to leave the table first, Shen Nan took the opportunity to ask everyone to move to the bar on the second floor to listen to his newly trained singer singing.

There are indeed singers, and they are really not old, and they can sing quite well, anyway, they are better than Hong Tao. But no one, including Shen Nan, was listening to the song, and they were all sitting or standing around the sofa in the middle, listening to the conversations of the bigwigs in the middle.

It was only at this time that Hong Tao could roughly distinguish who among these people was the real boss and who was making up the numbers, speaking of 20 people, in fact, only Sun Feihu, Bai Side, Shen Nan, Jin Yongshun, Wang Xiaobo, Pu Zhe, and Mrs. Xiushan were seven.

Others are also independent and dominate their own one-third of an acre. But as far as the six security zones in Nancheng are concerned, they can only be regarded as branches or affiliations of these seven families, commonly known as the little brother.

But there is a person who is more special, his surname is Jiang, I don't know what his name is. Shen Nan only said Boss Jiang when he introduced, and didn't mention anything else at all, as if there was some kind of tacit understanding.

From the wine table to the bar, Hong Tao had observed this person many times, and soon discovered an interesting phenomenon. Everyone here talked and laughed with him, but they only talked and laughed, they were familiar on the surface, and there was no more intersection, which seemed very polite.

Hong Tao originally wanted to find a chance to go over and talk and touch the bottom of this person personally, but unfortunately he never found a suitable excuse. In about half an hour, this Boss Jiang said goodbye and left in advance.

Coming out of the bar, it was already more than 12 o'clock in the night, Shen Nan insisted on sending a car to deliver it, and Hu Yang and Hong Tao were not easy to refuse. Fortunately, it's not far, and there are no too remote places on the way, so just send it.

To say that the scalpers are really obedient, except for the thin monkey and the water snake, everyone else is waiting in the small building. Taking advantage of the fact that his identity has not yet been revealed, Fat Yang simply returned to the new sixth district, took out the weapon buried under his shed, and secretly sent it into the small building.

Now there are six pistols, an automatic rifle, more than a dozen grenades, several hundred rounds of ammunition. They planned to see Hu Yang and Hong Tao back at the appointed time, so they would find another dark and windy night, start to take revenge from Xiushan Apartment and the Flying Tiger Company, kill him seven in and seven out, and then take the remaining weapons and ammunition into the red zone and continue to flow south.

Hong Tao was not surprised by this result, and he couldn't stop it if he wanted to. These gold diggers were forced to fight for justice due to environmental factors, and pursued the principle of revenge and revenge. This style has been integrated into the bloodline, and the first thought when encountering danger is to play with life!

"Black Dragon, why haven't you gone back yet?" But there's someone who shouldn't be here, Lv Wei'an!

"I asked him to stay, here we are all blind and need a guide." Seeing that the two eldest brothers were back, the scalpers were collecting their weapons one by one, and they didn't plan to hide it after listening to Hong Tao's questioning.

"And who will take care of your son?" Hong Tao was a little helpless, he gave Lu Wei'an the title of Black Dragon, it wasn't to make him feel at ease, when did he say that he could be treated as his own person. But I can't say that now, I have to pretend to care.

"We went back at dinner, and the little one was quite obedient. Heilong is usually taken care of by his neighbors on business trips, and this time it was the same. The scalper stopped squeaking, and the pony picked it up, and they arranged Lu Wei'an clearly.