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Zhang Dabin received a "private" task assigned by Ye Zhiran and immediately asked for leave from the traffic police detachment.

After the demobilization of the troops, Zhang Dabin and Ye Zhiran finally got into some people and became a family again. Judging from the relationship between Ma Yanli, he and Ye Zhiran are still somewhat related.

No one knows the relationship between Ma Yanli and Ye Zhiran. He has been a full-time driver for Ye Zhiran for many years, and he can guess more or less.

For him, obeying Ye Zhiran's orders almost became a conditioned reflex.

Before leaving, he thought about it carefully.

The task is not difficult, but it is not easy to do it well. First, Ye Zhiran asked him to do it without knowing anyone and not revealing clues. Zhang Dabin felt that he could do it; second, go deep into the masses in Zhuzhou County to understand abnormal events and the opinions of the masses during the Shaozhu Highway Construction Project. Ye Zhiran did not talk about specific people and things, so this is an open-ended task. It depends entirely on his understanding and ability to adapt to changes.

Zhang Dabin was unable to determine which step he could do. The only thing he could determine was four words: do his best.

In order to successfully complete this task, he prepared a good identity.

Lao Zhang's family has a craft passed down from ancestors, which is to pickle eggs. Lao Zhang and his ancestors have all traveled to the countryside to make "curd egg guests", pickling tools for pickling eggs, pickling ingredients for the people, and charging some processing fees. Zhang Dabin also has this craft, and can pretend to be a "curd egg guest" to go to the countryside like a decent person.

On that day, he set out from the provincial capital early in the morning and took a bus to Zhuzhou. He carried the load of pickled eggs to the rural areas around the city and rural areas.

The rural areas in the south of the Yangtze River are densely populated by rivers. In Zhuzhou County, in addition to the many waters, there are many mountains. The scenery is much better than in the north.

In the countryside, in the 1960s and 1970s, merchandisers often appeared. These customers who sold goods collected both money and goods. In terms of goods, they mainly collected rags, rags, cotton, scrap iron, etc., while the things sold were mainly maltose.

Of course, this is the favorite of children.

When I heard the sound of the rattle from the village head, the children flocked out and found the old goods from home and went to the trash to exchange for candy.

After the 1980s, merchandisers rarely appeared, mainly because they could not make a small amount of money and could not make a living. However, occasionally there were popcorn guests, fortune tellers, and pickled eggs appeared in the village, and they were still the targets of children's pursuit.

When Zhang Dabin showed up in the rural areas around the city and rural areas with a load, a large group of children gathered around to look at it. A businessman from the village has always attracted attention.

When he was a child, Zhang Dabin also had this kind of business with his father. He was a man who had never eaten pork but had seen pigs running. He took out the worn rattle handed down from his house, held it in his hand and shook it, shouting with a long face: "Pickled eggs! Pickled eggs--"

Haha, quite stunning.

A group of children followed behind and learned from his voice, "Pickled eggs!Pickled eggs--"

He shouted again: "Pickled eggs! Pickled eggs--"

The child shouted: "Pickled eggs! Pickled eggs--"

When he walked to the threshing farm in the middle of the village, a woman in her fifties and sixties asked, "Customer, how do you pickle your peeled eggs?"

Zhang Dabin could understand the idioms in the countryside, knew that it was asking for the price, and replied: "Auntie. One cent per cent."

"It's too expensive, one for one cent, I'll pickle twenty of them."

Zhang Dabin smiled and said, "Okay, you are the first customer, you can get a little discount on opening a business. Just one cent."

I walked to the corridor of this family, took off the tools, put on gloves, and prepared to pickle her eggs.

Rural families usually raise some chickens and ducks. In addition to stir-frying, eggs are also used to pickle salted eggs. Because the method is simple, rural people will pickle them themselves; peeled eggs are usually made of duck eggs, because strong sourness is used, rural people generally do not pickle them themselves.

After pickling these twenty eggs, women came over in the village with baskets one after another. They set up baskets in the corridor of this family and waited for Zhang Dabin to pickle the eggs.

Four or five women were sitting and chatting while waiting. A sister-in-law in her forties asked, "Customer, it's rare to be a clove guest at such a young age. How much money can you make a day?"

Zhang Dabin said casually: "Not necessarily, you can earn 30 or 40 yuan when your business is good."

"I heard that you don't have a local accent, where are you?"

Zhang Dabin smiled and said, "My home is in Jianan City."

"Oh, that's quite far away. Why did you come here?"

"I have traveled all over the place in Jianan, so I came to Shaoan to do business." Zhang Dabin answered calmly, then changed his mind and said, "Zhuzhou County is well built! If you don't say anything else, just talk about this Shaozhu Highway, drink! It's built smoothly."

The woman curled her lips and said, "You are from another place, so you don't know about this."

"What's wrong?"

The woman sighed and said, "When building this road, the government said that the funds were not enough and he wanted to raise funds. The township sent a task to each person raise 5000 yuan to 1,000 yuan. He said that after the road was repaired, he would charge travel fees from other vehicles, and the money would be returned to us quickly, and there would be 10% interest. Who knew that after only one and a half years of charge, he was stopped by his superiors. He had not yet returned the money we paid."

“Didn’t I charge a year and a half toll?”

Another woman next to her said angrily: "We only learned afterwards that the fundraising funds were divided into three levels. The fundraising funds subscribed by county and township cadres were divided into 30% annual interest dividends, the company's fundraising funds were divided into 20% annual interest dividends, and the people's fundraising funds were divided into 10% interest dividends. Moreover, the money collected in the previous year and a half was paid to cadres and enterprises first, and we did not get a penny."

Zhang Dabin pretended not to understand anything and asked, "Then you can never get the money back?"

"After the money for buying roads is not allowed, the village and the village held meetings, saying that the central government stipulated that the fundraising was not allowed, and that the money was not allowed to be collected by blocking the road. The township cadres said that the fundraising funds would be returned to us, but they have not received a penny until now."

"Sister-in-law Zhang's family, don't you know yet? The money will not be refunded. It is said that it is stored in the account and offset the agricultural tax that should be paid, and it will be deducted until it is deducted."

"Really? Which bastard came up with this bad idea?"

The woman who spoke before shook her head and said, "There are almost the same cadres now, how many are good things?"

"Yes, bad people are in power, good people are in trouble. County Magistrate Gu is an example."

Zhang Dabin asked: "Who is County Magistrate Gu? What's wrong with him?"

The strange death of Gu Wubin once caused a sensation in Zhuzhou County. The official version is that the executive deputy county magistrate accidentally fell into the fish pond and drowned; there are many folk versions, and there are many.

Several women suddenly said with great emotion: "Guest, you are from other places, so you don't know. When County Magistrate Gu was building a road, he found that the big boss who built the road falsely reported the price, cut corners, and was very strict. He heard that he offended the top leader of the county. After being beaten to death, he threw him into the fish pond. He said that he had missed the alcohol and drowned himself. The family members were cremated without notifying him. His wife kept complaining, but he heard that he could not sue him."

The person next to him said, "How can I sue? The top leader heard that he has become a high-ranking official in the city. Now he is the deputy mayor, who is powerful and powerful."

Ye Zhiran did not tell Zhang Dabin about this in advance. Zhang Dabin asked in surprise after hearing this: "The county magistrate was beaten to death and threw him into the fish pond? Isn't this possible?"

"How is it impossible? This fish pond was contracted by Qi Huogen from our Hou Village. He found the body and was beaten badly. I heard that my eyes were dug out, so County Magistrate Gu's wife fainted on the spot as soon as she arrived at the scene."

Zhang Dabin asked in confusion: "Didn't you say that the family members did not notify?"

"That's right. His wife fainted and was sent to the hospital. Those people took the opportunity to cremate the body."

Before Zhang Dabin came back from his surprise, he asked, "Is this really true? It's not very credible."

Seeing Zhang Dabin being stunned, several women expressed disbelief and refused to accept it, saying, "How is it impossible? Qi Huogen saw it with his own eyes. However, he seemed to have moved and didn't know where he moved. Otherwise, he would definitely testify to us."

"Why did he move?"

"I heard that he drowned in the fish pond, and the county paid him a lot of money, so he moved to another place."

Zhang Dabin nodded and said, "That's really hard to explain."

"Actually, this matter is obviously a ghost! Otherwise, why would you hurry to cremate the body? Think about it, County Magistrate Gu is not an ordinary person, and he ranks first among the deputy county magistrates."

Zhang Dabin said: "Since that's the case, once his wife sued him, the person from above investigated him, don't they all understand?"

Three or four women laughed together, and found that their IQ was a little higher than Zhang Dabin, and said with a smile: "Customer, how do you investigate this? Didn't you write according to the autopsy report of the county public security bureau? Everyone was burned, and they couldn't see it."

Zhang Dabin quickly understood in his heart and asked, "Did the county magistrate you mentioned offend the county leader? But is he also a high-ranking official in the county?"

"County Magistrate Gu was transferred from outside and had no power. He was serious about doing things, so how could he not offend people? I heard that there were conflicts, but later there was a big conflict in order to repair the Shaozhu Highway. Some people also said that County Magistrate Gu caught the evidence of their money and was killed."

Zhang Dabin was extremely surprised. Before coming, Ye Zhiran only asked him to inquire about any special incidents. At this time, he thought that it seemed that Director Ye had received some information, so he sent him to inquire quietly. He changed his mind and asked again: "Is the boss who built the road and the county official?"

The woman showed you a stupid look and said, "Of course! Some people say that the boss is the secretary's relative, while others say that he is the county magistrate's relative. Anyway, it must be related."

"If that were the case, it would be dangerous for County Mayor Gu's wife to complain everywhere, right?"

"Yes, so she moved to the provincial capital with her children, and Zhuzhou's house was empty."
Chapter completed!