Portable Museum

"The double-headed eagle has a policy that does not allow hunting tigers, so..."

Zhang Junping nodded, expressing his understanding.

The double-headed eagle began to protect the Siberian tiger as early as World War II, established a protected area, and introduced a series of policies to protect the Siberian tiger.

The policy of the double-headed eagle is very effective, and the number of Siberian tigers has grown from more than 150 at the beginning to more than 400 now.

But I didn't expect that it would be cheaper for a middle-aged man.

"Oh, by the way, I don't know what your last name is?"

"My surname is Hu, and my name is Hu Zhenchuan." The middle-aged man Hu Zhenchuan said with a smile.

"Well! Then I'll call you Lao Hu!" Zhang Junping smiled and nodded.

"Do you have paper and pen? I'll write the letter and send it over."

"Yes, yes!" Hu Zhenchuan quickly found a pen and paper.

Zhang Junping wrote a letter in the double-headed eagle language in front of Hu Zhenchuan.

Then hand it over to Hu Zhenchuan, "Send this letter to the other side.

In addition, send me those things today to the city hall guest house.

If you have any news, come find me at the guest house. "

After speaking, Zhang Junping got on his bicycle and left.

On the way, Zhang Junping rented four large yards in the four suburbs of Syracuse, the south, the north, the east, and the west of the city with the letter of introduction and work permit.

The yards that Zhang Junping rented were all open and surrounded by fewer residents.

After renting the yard, Zhang Junping checked the time, felt that it was almost time, and went back to the guest house.

Hu Zhenchuan and others have already arrived at the guest house, waiting for him at the door.

"Sorry! I went out to do some business just now, come in with me!" Zhang Junping greeted Hu Zhenchuan and others and followed them into the guest house.

"That...Leader Zhang, the things are brought to you, so I'll go back first." Putting down the things, Hu Zhenchuan said very modestly, and planned to take people away.

"Wait, don't you want the money?" Zhang Junping called Hu Zhenchuan to stop, and said with a smile.

"That... this... I don't know Taishan, and I offended Leader Zhang...

These things should be regarded as an apology to leader Zhang. Hu Zhenchuan rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

"Old Hu, I'm the fairest person, as long as you do things well for me, I won't lose you.

As for these things, I am not short of this money. "As Zhang Junping spoke, he took out the money, ordered it, and handed it to Hu Zhenchuan.

"Take it! If you want to make amends, then do something for me.

Otherwise, let's settle the old and new accounts together! "Zhang Junping beat Hu Zhenchuan with a carrot in one hand and a big stick in the other.

After sending Hu Zhenchuan away, Zhang Junping put all the things that Hu Zhenchuan sent just now into the museum space.

Lying on the bed with clothes on, I began to think about what to do next.

I have to admit that my trip to Bird City was a little impulsive and a little drifting.

But even if he was asked to go again, Zhang Junping would still do it.

Since the Tang Dynasty, there have been Chinese people living here in Bird City.

Later, the incompetent Qing government gave the double-headed eagle the only ice-free port.

This ice-free port, including Bird City, was built with the flesh and blood of the Chinese people. As a result, the Chinese people ended up being expelled and massacred.

There is actually no place for Chinese people in such a big bird city.

Any bloody person would be burned with anger.

It just so happened that Zhang Junping was a bloody man, and he had room for a golden finger, so if he didn't vent his anger, he would be sorry for his golden finger if he harmed the double-headed eagle.

So Zhang Junping didn't regret his actions at all. If he went there again, he would do the same thing again.

In fact, Zhang Junping already had a plan for the next step when he stayed in Syracuse.

However, the appearance of Hu Zhenchuan saved Zhang Junping a lot of things.

A ruthless man who dared to hunt across the border, subdued, can help him do a lot of things.

The next day, Zhang Junping left the guest house early, had breakfast on the way, and rode a bicycle to Hailang County.

The place Zhang Junping is going to is Hailang Ceramics Factory.

The master of the reception room also belongs to the characteristics of this era.

There is an old man in the communication room of each unit.

Zhang Junping handed over his letter of introduction and work permit, explaining his purpose.

When he heard that Zhang Junping was from BJ, the receptionist was very polite and called the factory director directly and let him in.

He also pointed out the location very politely.

"Hello, hello! Are you the leader from BJ?" When Zhang Junping came to the office building, the director of the ceramics factory was already waiting at the door.

"Hello, Director Fang, right?" Zhang Junping smiled and stretched out his hands.

"I am, I welcome the leader from BJ to our factory to guide the work." Fang Changsheng, the director of the ceramics factory, was very enthusiastic about Zhang Junping's arrival.

"Factory Manager Fang, you are too polite. I am not a leader, but a small purchaser in the Materials Bureau." Zhang Junping modestly took out a cigarette and gave it to Fang Changsheng.

"It's from the Material Bureau! Let me just say, magpies are chirping this morning.

It turned out that the leader of the Capital Bureau of Materials came. "Fang Changsheng enthusiastically lit a cigarette for Zhang Junping.

There is a reason why Fang Changsheng is so enthusiastic. The ceramic factory is different from other factories. Although their main product, ceramic jars, has certain technical content, it is not a scarce commodity.

"Director Fang, I'm here to ask you for help." Zhang Junping took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile.

"Leader Zhang wants to purchase ceramic wine jars?" Factory Manager Fang knew Zhang Junping's intentions as soon as he heard it, and was even happier.

"Yes! I need a batch of ceramic wine jars, ready to make medicinal wine.

I don't know if it's convenient for Director Fang. " Zhang Junping asked politely.

"I don't know how much Leader Zhang needs? There is no problem with a small amount. If there are too many..." Director Fang said thoughtfully.

Porcelain wine jars are not a scarce commodity. Fang Changsheng would naturally not refuse the door-to-door business. It's just that as a leader, he always likes to make decisions, and he doesn't want to agree too readily.

"It doesn't need to be too much, five or six thousand is enough." Zhang Junping took out a Huazi from his satchel and put it on the table while talking.

"Leader Zhang, what do you mean by this?" Factory Manager Fang immediately stopped him.

"I came here in a hurry this time, and I didn't bring any gifts for Director Fang.

I brought this cigarette from BJ, just a little bit of kindness, please don't dislike it, Director Fang. "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"It's inappropriate! How can I ask for your cigarettes?"

"Director Fang, there is no separation between cigarettes and alcohol, it's just a pack of cigarettes. If you refuse again, it's because you think I don't give you enough." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"If that's the case, then I'm ashamed.

It's noon now, Leader Zhang, please give us an opportunity to learn from the leaders in the capital and learn the spirit of the Party Central Committee. "Director Fang said with a warm smile.

Chapter 1 departure Suifenhe

After lunch, Zhang Junping and Fang Changsheng had already put their arms around their shoulders and called each other brothers.

For [-] ceramic wine jars, Hailang Ceramics Factory didn't have that much in stock, but the enthusiastic director Fang contacted him with the second ceramic factory, Dongning Ceramics Factory, and finally put together [-] wine jars packed in ten catties.

Zhang Junping paid the money, and Fang Changsheng was also very forthright, arranging a car to be delivered directly to the yard he had just rented.

Zhang Junping gave the driver two packs of peony cigarettes as a thank you.

With the ceramic wine jar, Zhang Junping began to get busy.

I got so many things in the bird market before, although most of them can't be taken out now, but there is one thing that can be taken out.

Then vodka, vodka distilled wine is colorless and tasteless, once it is mixed into the puree wine, no one can see it.

Fortunately, he has space, and in space he is a god.

Zhang Junping put the ceramic wine jar into the museum space, and directly controlled the vodka and puree wine according to a certain ratio, and flew into the ceramic wine jar by himself.

Although there is space to help, Zhang Junping is still exhausted.

It can be canned or sealed automatically, but all of these need to be controlled by Zhang Junping with his mind.

After filling the [-] jars of wine, Zhang Junping was already pale and dizzy from exhaustion.

The old wine jar Zhang Junping is useless, and all the blended wine is used in the new wine jar.

This makes it easy to distinguish.

Finally, Zhang Junping released the pork, beef and mutton, piled them in the yard, and got snow to bury the pork, beef and mutton.

After finishing all this, Zhang Junping reluctantly went back to the guest house, threw his head on the bed, and fell asleep.

I slept until noon the next day before getting up.

After going out for lunch, Zhang Junping returned to the guest house, thinking about his next plan.

Picking up the phone in the room, Zhang Junping started calling his comrades.

His comrade-in-arms was the one who helped him contact Niu Qingkui.

Give the leader a drive in HEB municipality.

The friendship that has been on the battlefield and experienced life and death together is not comparable to ordinary friendship.

When they suppressed the rebellion in western Tibet, they really blocked bullets for each other.

"Hello, Cao Zhen?"

"Damn it! Pingzi, you bastard, you don't even know how to call me when you come to the Northeast!" Cao Zhen on the other end of the phone yelled and cursed when he heard that it was Zhang Junping.

"I don't call you, is this for that grandson?" Zhang Junping was not polite, and directly cursed back.

"Xiao Pingzi, your skin is itchy, right? Do you want me to loosen it for you?" Cao Zhen threatened.

"Come and try, when the time comes, don't beg for mercy!" Zhang Junping said not to be outdone.

They greeted each other on the phone for two months, and after a good deal of intimacy, they started talking about business.

"Why did your kid call me?"

"I'm in Syracuse! Help me contact Syracuse or a nearby city to see if I can get canned food." Zhang Junping said his request.

"What can you want?"

"Any kind of canned food is fine, canned fruit, canned fish, canned pork, and canned beef."

"How much do you want?"

"The more the better!"

"Okay, wait for my call!" Cao Zhen said and hung up the phone.

This is friendship.

I will never talk about conditions or difficulties with you. There is only one word, help.

Do everything possible to help.

Handing over the problem to Cao Zhen, Zhang Junping stopped worrying.

Every day, go out for a stroll, see the scenery of Syracuse, places of interest, and then go to Pigeon City to pick up the mistakes.

Naturally, the cultural relics stores and trust stores on the Syracuse side did not go unnoticed.

Although Syracuse is very young, due to special historical reasons, there are not many antiques left here.

After a few days, Zhang Junping became acquainted with people from the trust store and the cultural relics store, and some things that were not brought out before were brought out one by one for Zhang Junping to choose.

Zhang Junping really harvested a lot of treasures and antiques, but the price is not cheap.

Cao Zhen did not disappoint Zhang Junping. He called him three days after he came here and told him to contact him for a batch of canned food, including canned fruit and canned fish. He also gave him a call and asked him to contact him.

On the fifth day, Hu Zhenchuan came to look for Zhang Junping.

I wrote back there.