"Take care of the bulk goods! I don't know how many goods they pulled in before, but today alone, they pulled more than ten bags, and they are all big bags, so how much velvet should there be? Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there will definitely be more fleece, at least today's quantity, and there may be more. Let's keep an eye on the bulk and see where we want to pull. Long Hao took the bag.

"With so much cashmere, it is estimated that it will have to ......be transported by car," Zhao Wenqing analyzed.

"It doesn't matter what he uses, take it one step at a time. I went to bed first, and then called me in the middle of the night. ”

Long Hao took out the autumn coat and pants from his bag and put them on, spread the blanket and other things that could be laid in the hole, and then lay down.

Zhao Wenqing took out the biscuits and ate a few pieces, and then pried open a box of canned food to wipe them out. He took off the motorcycle saddle and put it on the ground, sat on the saddle, lit a cigarette, leaned against the stone, and looked up at the sky.

In the second half of the night, Zhao Wenqing went into the cave, and Long Hao sat on the cushion again, smoking a paper cigarette leisurely.

Nothing happened overnight. There is neither one who goes down nor one who comes up.

After daybreak, several motorcycles drove up, but they didn't carry anything. It may be that they went out to continue to collect cash, it seems that these guys are really fighting in order to seize the market.

Long Hao ignored the motorcycle that came up, ate some canned biscuits, got into the hole and fell asleep again.

By noon, Long Hao got up. Zhao Wenqing said that no motorcycles came up, and no motorcycles went down. He ate something, drank a few sips of water, and decided to go down and have a look.

The two of them ran for a while and hid for a while, seeing that there was no movement up and down, and there was no figure in sight, before continuing to run down. As a result, they ran to the edge of the cliff and did not find a figure, and the two smiled bitterly and slowly climbed to the edge of the cliff.

You have to be careful if you don't have a figure. It's broad daylight, and people can come out at any time.

Sticking out half of his head from the edge of the cliff, Long Hao found that there were only a few people working below, and there was not a lot of velvet around, and the big bags he saw last night were gone. It seems that this gang worked hard all night last night, and disposed of most of the fluff they collected.

There should be a hole or something under the cliff, otherwise where would those bags go? Where did Long Shihe and Boss Li go?

Long Hao didn't dare to stretch out too much, so he had to retreat back and find a way to go down with Zhao Wenqing. He asked Zhao Wenqing to watch from above, and then went down the path to the bottom of the cliff, hiding behind a stone to observe.

There were indeed holes under the base of the cliff, and there were three of them. Judging from the hole, it should be dug manually, but I don't know how deep it is and what it is for. However, such a strong stone should not be too deep.

In the deep mountains of my hometown, there are also such holes, and several teams have them. It's all dirt holes, but it's also quite sturdy. According to the elderly, these holes were used to hide from bandits, and the common people called them kilns. It is estimated that these stone caves are also kilns, which were dug by nearby villagers before, and they don't want to be used by Long Shi and Boss Li to make fraud.

After observing for a while, Long Hao took out his camera. A little farther away, it's certainly not very clear. However, to prove the location, one more scene is sufficient. You can't shoot anything too detailed, and there's no need to do it.

After taking more than a dozen photos from different angles, Long Hao put away his camera and went up the cliff along the path. He touched the other side of the cliff again, and there was a stone on the slope of the hill, and through the crack in the stone he could see clearly below.

Long Hao was condescending and began to take pictures again. The process of dipping honey and sprinkling lead powder was taken, including putting it in a bag and moving it into the hole. It wasn't until the film was illuminated that he quietly withdrew.

Back in the depression, the two continued to take turns sleeping. It wasn't until it was dark that they heard a motorcycle going down, and the two got up and watched from afar.

Three motorcycles went down that night, three at a time. The back of every car was bulging and it looked like it was a lot more than last night.

It seems that these people have accelerated the pace of acquisition, which means that the price has increased again, but I don't know how much it has increased.

Every time he thought of the price increase, Long Hao trembled in his heart.

If you raise the price once, you may lose tens of thousands, or even more. That's a real banknote, it's all loaned out with great effort, and seeing it sent out one by one, my heart is really dripping blood!

This is also one of the reasons why Long Hao doesn't want to follow the velvet, the flesh hurts!!

Zhiming and Dongzi must also have pain in their flesh, so let them bear it first, out of sight and out of mind.

I hope that if I can destroy Long Shihe and Boss Li, I can make a comeback. Once defeated by Long Shihe, it will really be over. Hundreds of thousands of loans, I don't know if I can repay them in my life.

It seems that I still think too simply, or too ideal, and I don't think deeply. Now that things are happening, I really feel the pressure.

However, there was no turning back from the bow. It's impossible to stop it now, Zhiming and Dongzi must have received a lot of velvet today, all of which were purchased at a high price, that is, the money has already been lost.

Forget it, I don't want to think so much. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of you, you can only bite the bullet. It doesn't matter if he wins or loses, just do it.

Before you know it, the night has passed.

After dawn, Zhao Wenqing still wanted to go down to have a look, but Long Hao didn't want to, and he didn't even want to go out of the depression.

Zhao Wenqing rolled his eyes and stopped moving. After all, it's broad daylight, and you may be spotted when you go out.

After a while, Zhao Wenqing got up again and wanted to go to Kushui Town to eat a bowl of hot buckwheat noodles. But the motorcycle couldn't get out, one person couldn't carry it, and two people had to carry it.

However, Long Hao fell asleep and couldn't push it up. Zhao Wenqing sighed, so he had to tear open the biscuits, open the can, and eat slowly.

It's okay to eat this thing for one or two meals, but I can't stand it for a meal all day. Think about the time when I was in the cat cave, and this was what I ate all day long. Most of the time, it is eaten open, and the stomach is not hungry, and the marksmanship is accurate. Sometimes, when it rained heavily and the enemy blockade was tight, things could not be transported, and they had to go hungry.

Long Hao is also bored. Lying in the cave, but unable to sleep. What's more, the back is painful, and it is still not possible to spread both blankets underneath. He huffed out of the cave and sat down on his cushion to eat a can of biscuits.

Eating and drinking, Long Hao flipped around. The camera was replaced with new film, and Zhao Wenqing found a few photos, and asked Zhao Wenqing to take a few photos of himself, and then put them away.

Film is so expensive, and it costs a lot of money to wash the photo, so I dare not waste it.

I flipped out the notebook and found the pen again. It's all that you usually carry with you, and keep a record of what is happening at all times.

It may be useful to simply write down the fraud between Long Shihe and Boss Li. Even if it's not useful, it's an experience, a memory, and it should be written down.

Just remember what you say. Long Hao opened the notebook, picked up the pen, and began the dragon flying phoenix dance.

From the beginning of tracking the velvet, to discovering Long Shihe and Boss Li, including eavesdropping on Long Shi and several people, etc. There are also situations such as going down to secretly observe and take pictures during the day, and going down to the motorcycle at night to make fluff.

The narrative does not have many subjective assumptions on the part of the individual, but it does not take much thought to record what he sees and hears. asked Zhao Wenqing again, added everything he saw and heard, and wrote more than a dozen pages.

Zhao Wenqing answered Long Hao's question, and then slipped out of the depression and smoked alone. He said that he graduated from junior high school, but in fact, he just mixed up a diploma, and it was still to be a soldier, and he actually didn't know many words at all.

So when he saw a cultural person, even if he could write a little, he avoided it as much as possible. The main thing is shame, and there are other reasons that cannot be said.

Zhao Wenqing is an urban household, and there are several ways to get employment. First of all, of course, it is an entrance examination, a technical secondary school, even a technical school, but unfortunately he doesn't have this ability. Then there is the top shift, but his mother has no formal job, and his father is not allowed to quit before he is old, and he can't meet the conditions for early retirement, so he can't work on duty.

There is another way, that is, to be a soldier, and urban soldiers are basically assigned jobs. At that time, the war in the south was tight, and the soldiers would definitely have to go to the front line, no matter which military region they were in, they would definitely have to be rotated.

Zhao Wenqing became a soldier just to arrange work. As for fighting, he hadn't experienced it, and he didn't bother with that. If others can go to the front, of course they can too. If you make a meritorious service, isn't that a great thing?

Later results, the rank should be able to guess. The great merit was not made, but the credit was still there, so I arranged it when I came back. As for the bankruptcy and closure of the arranged unit, no one can predict it.