Before the convoy could reach the car shop where they were staying, a group of men wearing uniforms and guns surrounded them. The group was divided into two groups, one was a policeman in black, and the other was a security team in yellow military uniforms.

When the afternoon gun battle began, the convoy sent people to ride the strongest fast horse county town to ask for help. The place where the bandits robbed the road was not far from the county town, and it was only two hours to ride a fast horse. After receiving the call, the police station and the security team agreed to send troops, but they just did not work. When they assembled the personnel and received the guns and ammunition, more than an hour had passed.

They left the county town and walked about ten miles on the road. Suddenly, news came from the front that the bandits were beaten away. The two groups had to transfer the front team to the front team and walked back calmly.

Since the troops have been sent to suppress the bandits, they must have results. Even a few broken guns in the caravan can kill the bandits, but the regular armed forces returned empty-handed, so they could not explain it to the people of the whole county. So although it was very cold, they were waiting on the roadside just to receive the dead bandits who were beaten and the captured live bandits, so that they could pretend to be the result of their troops sent today.

Although these people are incompetent in suppressing bandits, they can deal with the common people like wolves and tigers, and they are not ruthless in robbing the results of the battle. In a moment, the living and dead bandits were divided completely. The dead bandits happened to be even, and the two families were half; while the living bandits were actually odd, so it was difficult to distribute them evenly. In order to grab the extra live bandit, the troops on both sides used the road as the boundary, and the gun bolts were slammed into the fire, and a conflict was about to begin.

These bandits were originally planning to go to the county government to exchange for rewards, and then they were buried in the battle after getting the money and healing the wounded. Now these people who protect the country and safeguard the people have no reinforcements, and do not care about the casualties of the people, and have even snatched these spoils as their own pockets. They now do not even mention the rewards, but clearly want to take over the results of the battle.

Li Qinglin's anger was rushing upwards, and just as he was about to start, a voice suddenly shouted: "Brothers, fuck you guys! Our bandits can't take away our things, so no one of them can take them away!"

The person who made the sound was a red-faced man. He was in his thirties, had a beard on his face, a medium figure, a loud voice, flexible and strong body. Li Qinglin had a little impression of him. He was the handlebar of a three-axle chariot behind the convoy, and had a nickname "Yuan Dahuzi".

The men who had just escaped death in the convoy could not help it. When they saw someone leading the way, everyone loaded the guns at the fastest speed. Their movements were much faster than those of the security team and the police, and they were much more standard. For a moment, the three sides confronted each other and a big fire was about to break out.

At this time, the rich men stood up. Although they were soft-hearted to the bandits, they were very good at dealing with these security teams and policemen. They were all the leading figures in the local area. They often ate, drink and have fun with the security team and the heads of the police station. They had a deep relationship. It was a piece of cake to deal with these big-headed soldiers.

"Oh, Inspector He, I was drinking with your director a few days ago. The director praised you for being smart and capable, and have a bright future. You still take this little money seriously? Why do you have to make a big fuss about this little thing?"

"Hahaha, Captain Qian, the security team worked hard on weekdays, and we usually have a lot of condolences! Why bother to make guns and sticks for this little money today? Isn't this ruining the harmony of the brothers?"

After a burst of noise, all the troops from all sides put down their guns. It seemed that they could not be shot, but no one on both sides was willing to give in to anyone who took the extra live bandit.

At this time, Li Wancai came up with a good idea and said, "These people have a price, and whoever pays more will take them away."

Now that the people on both sides stopped working, the atmosphere began to become tense again. Li Qinglin smiled and said, "I see that you only see the little sesame seeds in front of you, and you can't see the big watermelon behind you. Whoever has more bandits in his hands will send more troops, and the power will be greater and the contributions will naturally be greater. The county will not give more rewards? In addition, whoever has more soldiers will fire more bullets, and there will be more guns and ammunition on it."

A few bandits who are not leaders are not worth a lot of money, and the replenished guns and ammunition is worth a lot of money. If you are happy to add a few rifles and boxes of bullets, and then get the price of selling on the black market, it will not be worth a few dozen or hundreds of oceans.

Once this key point was figured out, both sides immediately began to raise prices, and the farce ended with them paying for the convoy on the spot.

During this process, Li Qinglin kept secretly observing Xiaolin's expression. Xiaolin had no expression on her face, but her eyes were full of contempt.

Li Qinglin thought to himself that it was not for the contempt of others. It was a blessing that these security teams and police officers could not harm the country and the people. It would be a joke to rely on them to protect the country and the people in the future.

After some chaos, the security team and the police left, and the convoy finally found the store to settle down.

These large fleets are equivalent to the later long-distance truck transportation. Everyone is rushing for a distance rather than enjoying it on the road, so they mainly have convenient and affordable truck shops to stop.

The car shops in Donglin County are all next to the official road, under the city wall north of the county town. The largest car shop here is the Luojia car shop, and there are teahouses, stoves, bathhouses, restaurants, iron nails, mule and horseshoes, fodders, repairs and horse harnesses, and department stores that serve handlebars.

Those who stay in big car shops usually have handlebars that are not worth spending more money. There are also several slightly cleaner and tidy hotels next to them, which are for the rich.

Li Qinglin and Xiaoliuzi stayed at the Luo Family Car Store today, and Li Wancai lived in the hotel attached to the Tong Family Teahouse opposite. Li Qinglin and Xiaoliuzi took Li Wancai to the Tong Family Teahouse and drove to the Luo Family Car Store.

The Luo Family Car Store faces north and south, with four large lanterns of "Donglin Luo Family" hanging from a tall wooden pole. Below is the gate of the Luo Family Car Store. The gate building is based on bricks and stones, with walls made of soil and wheat straw, and the shed on the door building is also covered with wheat straw. The gate door is made of solid locust wood and is very wide, so that it can facilitate entry and exit of various vehicles.

Close to the gate is the main house facing the street. There are many pedals and slicks at the entrance of the main house, and the horse-drawn stones are polished very smooth. In the main house is a simple restaurant and a tiger stove with boiling water.

The Luo Family Cart Store has a huge yard of hundreds of square meters surrounded by walls. The yard is full of large trucks. Walking further inside, there are several rows of earthen houses. Each row of earthen houses has several rooms, and each room has two long scattered earthen kangs face to face. Each earthen kang can sleep side by side with more than a dozen or twenty people.

To the east of the yard is a long shed of livestock and a weed shed, with mules and horses tied up and piled up with forage. Several shiny guillotines are placed on the open space in front of the shed; to the west is a row of sheds with horse harnesses and carriages unloaded from the backs of livestock.

These people live in the restaurants not only the handlebars, but also some people who travel far away. "There are one hundred people, and they are colorful." Some of these people are so poor that they can only afford to live in the restaurant, and they rely on the dry cakes they carry with them to make boiled water; some are those who have passed today and have people who eat and drink in their pockets.

Relying on the strength of mules and horses, driving on long distances does not have to pay taxes, so the handlebars are relatively rich. There is a local folk song "Handle-style enters the store, beats the magistrate". Most of these handlebars are whispering and spending generously, so it is best to distinguish them.

The big cart, mules and horses were handed over to the Luo family's big cart shop's guys to settle down. Li Qinglin and Xiao Liuzi haven't eaten since noon. They are both hungry, so they find a place to buy food.

There was a better small restaurant outside the big cart shop, but Li Qinglin didn't go out. He fell in love with the big pot of mixed soup in the simple restaurant in the main room of the Luo family big cart shop.

This simple restaurant is actually the kitchen of a big car shop. It faces the street in front and opens the door to the yard in the back, which not only facilitates pedestrians to eat, but also takes care of the guests staying in the hotel.

This big pot of soup is set up in a simple restaurant in the main room. The pot is an iron pot and is also very large. You can pour two scattered water into it. Under the pot is the firewood that never goes out, and the stewed mutton is crumbs.

I don’t know when this big pot of mixed soup was cooked. As long as it was eaten, the master would add mixed soup, seasonings and soup from time to time. Luojia mixed soup was very cheap and tasted very delicious. Li Qinglin and Xiao Liuzi both ordered such a bowl of mixed soup and had dinner with corn cakes.

From the beginning of entering the cart shop, Li Qinglin paid attention to whether Xiaolin had come in, but in the end he did not see the shadow of him and the cart he was riding on.

Did he sneak away while the chaos just now? What would he do if he sneaked away? Li Qinglin was guessing in his heart.

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