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Chapter 113 Changzhou Laoka

After more than three hours, it was around 10 o'clock in the evening, and I slowly exposed my head from the water.

There was silence around me, so I turned off the flashlight and swam quickly to the edge of the pond.

I found my pre-hidden dry clothes in the woods and put them on, and I quickly left with a black plastic bag.

Without going to the road to Tianguangdong Village, I walked north alone at night, quietly walked for more than an hour, and went to Xiacun, which is not far away from me.

I kept my head careful, for fear that I would not dare to turn on the lights if I was discovered. I rely on the moon to illuminate it. It was difficult to walk on the road at night, so I picked up a stick and used it to rake the grass in my hand to explore the way.

The village is opposite Jiantouling Mountain. There is a road at the foot of Jiantouling Mountain, which can lead directly to the county city. During the day, buses pass by here. Now, when you go there, you can also take this road.

At this time, at 11:30 in the evening, I was wearing jeans, cloth shoes, torn jackets, and my hair was soaked because it was soaked in water. I was holding a black plastic bag in one hand and a stick in the other.

Finally, I saw a van coming with the lights on, and I stopped the car with a stick.

The driver didn't stop, but he just slowed down his speed and said, "Dutch, where are you going?"

I ran and chased after me and asked, "What did you say just now?"

"Dutch, I'm walking on the road in the middle of the night. Where are you going?"

"Dutch and Hang" may mean to curse in their local dialect? I resisted and said that I could go to the train station and go to places with many cars around the city.

"Then you'll be lucky to meet me, otherwise you'll have to walk until dawn."

"Get on the bus, I'll go to the city to get goods."

When I arrived in the city, I put me down. I greeted someone and said slowly. As for the dung beggar he mentioned, it might be the meaning of begging for food.

I still have more than 200 yuan on my body, so I rented it to the train station.

At that time, it was not called Yongzhou East Station. It was stopped after more than a year. The railway station was very small, with trees on both sides of the railway. Behind the trees were rows of self-built buildings with wires. It was brightly lit at night, and the public security was not good.

I went into the station and bought a ticket for 2:30 in the morning. It was Saturday after twelve o'clock, and I had to come back before Monday.

Where to go?

Go to Changzhou and find a geotechnician nicknamed Lao Ka.

Tell me that although this old card is in Changzhou, he is from the Northern School. He came to the south to settle down in the first five or six years. It seems that Jinpan quits his hands anymore. Zhangtou has never been with this person. The eldest brother, Boss Sun, had contact with this person in his early years, and even if the relationship between the two parties is familiar.

I thought about this person before, but firstly because the two sides were not familiar with each other, and secondly, I didn’t expect the underwater iron coffin, so I didn’t go there.

The green-skinned car went from Yongzhou to Changzhou for more than four hours. When it was dark, it got off at Changzhou Station and told me only one approximate address. This person was not easy to find.

I took a taxi from Changzhou Station and arrived at the place I said. For example, the old man and the old lady who came out for a walk in the morning, the owner of the newsstand and the convenience store, didn't know this person. I kept asking until after 10 o'clock in the morning, I found a street stall selling breakfast for dinner.

There was no hope for it, so I just sipped it casually. Unexpectedly, the boss of the fried dough sticks said, "Old Ka? What are you looking for him?"

"Do you know me?" I quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks.

The boss wiped his hands and threw the rag aside and said, "I know you, I went to his place to get a pot yesterday, isn't that?" He pointed to the new pot with egg soup for me to see.

"You have to find him quickly. Usually, he finished work and drove back at eleven o'clock. I don't know where his family lives."

I didn't drink the tofu brain either. After I wrote down the address, I took two buns, and looked for them while eating them.

Lao Ka’s business now is "stealing the pot". I don’t know that the post-00s generation should have seen many friends who have seen it.

At that time, the cans, Lulu bottles, etc. were all made of aluminum. If you collected too many of them at home, you would take them to the street to find stolen pots. After melting them, you would make an aluminum pot and an aluminum basin. The quality of the things you made was very good and would not leak after decades of use.

Also, children often pester adults, saying they don’t want a pot, saying they want to use cans to make a small sword and axe, etc.

When I arrived at the place, I saw a tricycle parked on the side of the road from afar.

There were many things on the ground, including buckets filled with sand, mud stoves, tongs, thick gloves, etc.

The mud stove has burned the can into aluminum water. A man in his forties, holding a cigarette butt, with long non-mainstream hair, and wearing gloves. There is also a middle-aged woman next to him helping.

I walked over quickly.

"Steal the pot? I'm going to finish work and go back to cook soon. You can come back after four o'clock in the afternoon."

I said, "I won't steal the pot, I want to ask for help if I have something to do."

"oh?"

He asked with a cigarette in his mouth, "Why are you asking me for if you don't steal the pot? What's the matter?"

"Old Brother Ka, right? Can you talk with me after a step?"

When I walked to the side of the road, I handed over a cigarette and said, "I want to cut something under the water, how about 30,000 yuan."

He was stunned.

"I'm just a thief. How could I cut anything? You guys, you've found the wrong person." After he said that, he turned around and was about to go back.

"etc."

"Old Ka, you have done this work, and more than once. Sun Liantian is my elder brother. I call him Wang Xiansheng. You should have heard of it, how about 50,000."

He turned his head, yawned, and said with a smile: "Then you should know that I've stopped doing it for five or six years."

As he spoke, he first looked at the woman who followed him to steal the pot, then approached me and whispered, "You have to add more money."

"Sixty thousand."

"Hundreds of thousands."

"Five first, now."

I shook my head: "Give 50,000 first, and pay 50,000 after the matter is completed."

"Then I can't do this job, little brother, go find someone else."

Seeing that someone was about to leave, I said with a heart-standard: "Okay, I'll withdraw money now, you can follow me at noon."

He glanced at me, called the woman who was stepping on the can, and gestured to him.

The woman immediately compared him with sign language.

I couldn't understand what they were talking about, and then I realized that this woman could not speak and was a mute girl.

As agreed, I went to the bank to transfer the money to the old card first, and then took them home at noon and had a meal at their house.

While the mute girl was cleaning up the dishes, I asked if I could leave in the afternoon. I had oxygen acetylene and a cutting gun, which was quite urgent.

He asked, “How deep is the water?”

I said it was about ten meters, maybe twenty meters.

He shook his head: "That won't work. Acetylene is sensitive to pressure. I dare not use it if the water depth exceeds five meters. I need to use a special hydrogen and oxygen mixing bottle, and the gas belt needs special treatment, and it needs to be waxing and sealing water. You can't use your gas belt."

"You wait in the afternoon, I'll prepare what I need, if I'm quick, I'll come back before dinner."

I said yes, then you can do it as soon as possible.

"Dad Dad!"

Suddenly, a little girl ran in from outside the yard, seven or eight years old, wearing a ponytail, wearing a small red floral cotton jacket, with a chubby face and very pleasing.

Lao Ka picked up the little girl and said with a smile: "Why are you not doing your homework? You ran in again."

The little girl clapped her hands and said, "I'm done, I want to watch TV."
Chapter completed!
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