Chapter 82: Decryption
On this day, the rainstorm never stopped for a moment, and the four of them had to open three rooms on the third floor, Sean was unwilling to sleep alone, so he lived in a room with Huang Xu.
In the evening, Mingshu knocked on Li Xiang's door: "Brother, come to my room, let's discuss how to divide the bonus." ”
Li Xiang came to Mingshu's room and closed the door: "Where are Uncle Huang and the little brother?"
"They slept, and they said it would be good for the two of us to discuss. ”
"What else are you discussing? You took a lot of private money out, you take the lion's share, and we will divide the rest. ”
"How can this be done, let's divide it into three parts, let's take one each, and divide the rest Uncle Huang and the younger brother. The younger brother hasn't opened his soul wisdom yet, and Uncle Huang is also an ordinary person, so they don't need much. ”
"This is unfair to Uncle Huang and the younger brother, right?"
"It's okay, Uncle Huang and the little brother also mean the same, and besides, food and clothing are not wrapped up in us. Don't worry about it, it will take a lot of time to divide the seeds. There are not so many gold varieties in the field, and there are a lot of four-patterned and five-patterned silver varieties in the bonus. ”
No one spoke in the room anymore, and after a while, Mingshu whispered to Li Xiang, "The person is gone." Have you written down all of Uncle Li's words?"
Li Xiang took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and his voice was also very low: "It's all written on it, word for word." ”
Mingshu took the paper and looked at it, and took out two pieces of graph paper and a stack of cardboard cards with many holes in her backpack. "We transcribe the text on graph paper, you transcribe the first paragraph, and I will transcribe the second paragraph. Start with 'things are not people'. ”
After the two finished writing, Mingshu put a cardboard card marked with 'six' on Li Xiang's graph paper, and only the words "materials are transported north, and Shude is not uncle" remained on the hole. Then he put a 'eight' card on his own transcribed graph paper, and the result was "two days by the village, wait for a happy year".
These few sentences, except for "materials transported north" are easy to understand, the other three sentences make the two confused. Li thought about it for a while, and wrote two sentences on the paper - "Uncle is not unladylike, and he will rely on Hucun for two days."
"It's much easier to understand this, Uncle De is not gentle, is this the person who makes us wary of Shude? Zhuhu Village is in the northern region of Shenwei Hill, what will happen there in two days? Or will the supplies be transported to Zhuhu Village in two days? The time is too tight, even if we tell my brother immediately, it will be too late. ”
"At such a big cost, Uncle Li shouldn't tell us a news that is about to be outdated, it's not scientific. Maybe that's not how it is understood. ”
I couldn't figure it out, so I could only put it aside, and after leaving Buhu Village, I would pass the news to Yang Mingtai. The two melted the paper in the water and flushed it down the drain.
"Sister, can Uncle Li only stay here in this life?"
Ming Shu grinned: "Don't underestimate Uncle Li, he has great ability, he has to figure it out, there is a way." Or do you think my brother will send him to jump into the pit?"
"It's only been six years to send such a vague piece of information, isn't it too costly?"
"You think about espionage too simply, if you had gotten the information earlier, you wouldn't have come here without us, and Uncle Li would have come out a long time ago. ”
Hearing Mingshu's words, Li Xiang had a flash of inspiration: "I know what the last sentence means, Uncle Li wants to say that in a year at most, he will be sure to complete the task and be happy with his family." Mingshu kneaded Li Xiang's hair into a chicken nest again.
On the second day, the torrential rain was still raging. The four of them came to the first floor, and the hall was full of sleeping Buhu villagers, lying down, lying on their stomachs, leaning against the root of the wall, in various sleeping positions, and snoring one after another. The rain was so heavy that the villagers didn't go home and rested here. A few people who are awake play mahjong to kill time. The old broker who had spoken to the four at the entrance of the village was not in the hall.
Seeing the mess, the four of them planned to go back to their room. Someone won the card, and one person sighed that it was a pity for his own color, and he had already listened to the cards. Someone asked him what card he had, and the man said it was 147. Li wanted to hear this, and thought about it in his heart, so that he turned a deaf ear to the rattling shuffle, and he was almost pushed back to the room by Huang Xu.
"Big brother, what do you want?"
"Sister, do you have any "Nine Hills Landscape Chronicles" there?"
"No, "Shanshui Zhi" is divided into nine volumes, very thick, and it is inconvenient to carry, I have a familiar seed of this book here, but I can't grow it now. ”
Li Xiang said "oh", he didn't speak, after all, he had known Huang Xu for too little time, and he didn't know the roots, and he couldn't tell him about espionage, and until now, Huang Xu just thought that everything they did was to redeem Li Shutong.
In the office, the steward sat at his desk, holding two pieces of paper and carefully comparing them, both of which recorded the same content - the conversation between Li Shutong and the eldest lady of the Yang family, one was written by the steward himself, and the other was written by the waiter. Or there are some skipping words and missing words, but the content is basically not bad.
"Do you think there's a problem with their conversation?"
The waiter lowered his head slightly: "The subordinates are stupid and don't see anything wrong." ”
The steward exhaled softly: "Maybe I'm thinking too much." Did the old broker send it down?"
The waiter replied, "It's already been sent." ”
"It's time for these brokers to take a good tune, and do everything for the sake of performance. He dared to talk nonsense about gambling slaves? Punishing him with three years of hard labor would be cheap, and if there was a next time, it would be life hard labor. The steward glanced up at the waiter: "You go, call Foreman Xu over, I want to ask him how to discipline the broker." ”
Towards noon, the rain began to light up, and by two o'clock in the afternoon, the rain stopped. The four of Mingshu bid farewell to Steward Liu, and Steward Liu politely sent them to the entrance of the village.
Although it had rained heavily, there was very little water on the ground, and the ground was not necessarily muddy.
The water level of the underground passage rises so high that a person on a boat can touch the dome of the passage with a slight jump.
The boat traveled three miles, and after confirming that there was no one on the left and right, Huang Xu clapped his hands and laughed: "The little sister is the drama spirit, and the little brother is not bad." ”
Ming Shu smiled: "Uncle Huang and Sean are not bad." ”
Huang Xu hurriedly waved his hand: "Compared with the young lady, my performance is too exaggerated." ”
"Uncle Huang seems to have gone to the acting department. Li Xiang didn't want to continue this topic, he was afraid that he would accidentally tell Uncle Li's identity, he said: "By the way, Uncle Huang, I don't think you are a person who has never read a book, how did you get into the beggar gang?"
Huang Xu laughed and said, "Because I am the most suitable for this industry." ”
Huang Xu went to college, the school is a pheasant university with little reputation, the school does not include distribution, after graduation, he has not been able to find a decent job, after a few years, he finally entered an Internet media company as a network editor, but he encountered the Internet winter, the company went bankrupt, the boss ran away, Huang Xu, who was owed a few months of salary, was disheartened and planned to return to his hometown to start his own business. When I went to the long-distance station, I was deceived into a van and fell into the pit of pyramid schemes. Finally escaped, begged all the way home, accidentally discovered his talent for begging, so he fell in love with this business. In the past ten years, he has actually owned real estate in three cities, and if it weren't for the accident that he came here, his life in his hometown would be very nourishing.
Mingshu asked curiously, "Uncle Huang, how did you come here?"
"It's ridiculous to say, but also blame me for being greedy, that night I saw the night market lively, so I went to the night market to beg, got off work late, and was targeted by a few hair-dyed thugs, they said that there was no money to go online, and asked me for a few money to spend. How could I agree, I ran, and they chased back and shouted to catch the thief. The crowd around me saw that I was dressed in tatters and chased after me, and then everyone on the street was catching the thief. I don't know which immoral guy stole the sewage manhole cover, and the black goo fell down without paying attention. The well was like it had no end, and I don't know how long it had been falling, but I woke up and was here. Not to mention how embarrassing it is, the smell on my body can smoke myself to death, and it took several days to wash it off. ”
Mingshu smiled so hard that she almost lost the paddles in her hand. The little boy Sean also laughed, and Li Xiang, who had always been more serious, also laughed.
Huang Xu shouted: "Why are you like this, it's so inhumane, is there a worse crossing than me?"
Li Xiang said: "There must be something worse than you, but than the most disgusting crossing, Uncle Huang, you are No. 1." ”