Lao Dunzi is one of the big leaders of the underground economic market in Shanghai. He has a wide range of hands and eyes. Eighty percent of underground factories have shipped through him. It can be said that he makes money every day.

But he himself lives in the old alley and wanders in the fireworks.

It's hidden in the city!

That day, I was lying on a rattan chair, picking my teeth, and blowing through the wind at the door of Shikumen. Suddenly, a child brought him a piece of paper and ran away with candy.

Lao Dunzi opened the paper ball, and the handwriting on it was crooked.

The meaning is clearly expressed, that is, a truck of grain from the south passes here. The car is a bus, but the grain is the high-quality white rice and flour purchased by the driver during his return trip. He planned to sell it along the way. He asked him if he would like to eat it. If he eat it all, he would take the money out of the city and meet in the small woods on the southwest.

It is also said that there are three tons of rice and flour each, calculated at 3.51 pounds, only cash and gold bars are collected, and at most three people are brought to the market for transactions. The time is not overdue, and the time is set at 8 o'clock in the evening.

Six tons of rice and flour are 12,000 kilograms!

Lao Dunzi sat up suddenly, and two glimmers burst out in his eyes.

The most precious thing nowadays is not gold, nor silver, nor antiques, calligraphy and paintings of wealthy families, but grain and fine grain!

Lao Dunzi experienced the famine nineteen years ago. How many people fled in scattered? How many wealthy families were defeated overnight. He could not exchange a piece of cake on the way to escape with gold and starved to death.

Lao Dunzi relied on this kind of money to come to Shanghai and gain a foothold.

Now, it is no different from that year.

He handled industrial products from underground factories, but he didn't care at all and couldn't arouse his interest. Only those who did plant and breeding privately came to him can get his eyes on him, but who dared to do it on a large scale?

Shanghai is an industrial city, and there are no continuous mountains, and continuous land can be hidden.

Therefore, regardless of the origin, he is bound to win these six tons of grain.

Isn’t it just 42,000 yuan? The money is not convenient to carry, so it’s all replaced with big yellow croaker.

With twenty-five big yellow croakers in his arms, Lao Dunzi came to his left and right to accompany him out of the city, and before leaving the city, he told the fourth person, "You go out of the city, but the bridge, whether it is successful in the transaction or being plotted by someone, you hear the whistle, and you will immediately take someone to drive the car to pick him up. If there are really 12,000 kilograms of fine grain, it will be enough for us to work all night."

He is not that easy to calculate.

This group of people doesn't need to be explained in detail and know what to do.

One by one, they act separately.

After leaving the city, Lao Dunzi and his left and right riders drove for twenty or thirty miles on their bicycles, found the bridge mentioned on the paper ball, crossed the bridge, drove for another twenty or thirty miles, and stopped in front of a forest.

It is said that it is the woods, but the branches are actually bare and have been peeled off by someone to take off the leaves, but it is not obvious in the night.

When they arrived, they were less than eight o'clock, and they were wandering around in place with flashlights for a while. After waiting for more than ten minutes, they saw a Jiefang truck coming from there and parked near them. A soft voice came from the window: "Old Dunzi?"

"Female driver? I am Lao Dunzi, are you the one who delivers me a letter?" Lao Dunzi stepped forward.

The car door opened and a tall middle-aged woman jumped off.

Just as the car door opened, Lao Dunzi noticed that there was another woman sitting on the passenger seat.

The middle-aged woman who came down was wearing a flower jacket, black pants, a fluffy hot flower head, and a gauze scarf, with her eyebrows and eyes drawn. She looked exquisite, with her finger compartment: "You can inspect the goods directly, six tons, 12,000 kilograms, and 120 bags."

Lao Dunzi climbed into the carriage and stabbed a bayonet into his pocket.

The bayonet is equipped with a groove. When it is pulled out, it contains some food in the groove. It is indeed high-quality white rice, and then it is pierced into another pocket. It is either rice or white flour, all of which are high-quality goods.

"Good thing!" He jumped out of the car.
Chapter completed!