Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Nandu City Port has been relocated once and expanded three times.

Jiang Ran got out of the car on a street adjacent to the port. When he opened the door, he felt that the air had become much more humid. A faint salty smell penetrated his nose, but it was not unpleasant.

Nangang Street has two streets in the east and one in the west. The east street is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, with the most people setting nets and doing work. Before Si Zhidan, it was mainly on the east second street to draw water heads and suck the blood of workers and fishermen.

West Street has the most seafood restaurants and teahouses for business discussions. You can basically meet people from all walks of life here. Some people in the business have a wide range of friends and know all the ways.

More than 40 years ago, there were many martial arts schools in Nangang West Street. People doing business on the dock had to grovel and bend down to pay respects to a few big talkers. No matter where the strongman came from, they had to act according to the rules.

Basically, there were constant conflicts, big and small, every day. Over women, over territory, even if someone from the cattle gang had a bad throat and spat on the territory of the caravan, it could turn into a big war.

The idea that harmony is the most important thing is the insight of those who have reached the upper class. In that era, if little people wanted to hang out in Nangang West Street, they had to rely on their life-threatening ruthlessness.

However, after the officials freed up their hands to clean up these accumulated abuses, that special situation was gone forever.

Everyone is equal in front of hot weapons. No matter how unruly you are, you have to lie down and beg for mercy, lower your head to live and raise your head to die. With a simple sentence, a place like Nangang West Street will soon become harmonious.

Jiang Ran walked west along Dong Er Street. The road was actually not narrow, but the many debris piled on both sides, tricycles and forklifts parked randomly made the whole street look messy.

Some of the shirtless men with reddish backs gathered together, sitting in front of food stalls and shops, opening a few cans of beer and pouring it into their stomachs, pulling their necks and carefully rubbing the three cards in their hands.

Occasionally, a few exclamations from the visitors came from behind the man who made a golden flower, and all the other single-pointed pairs and other cards were thrown into the discard pile. The victim could only pick up the money in the pot, so he couldn't bear it. He turned around and started arguing with the person behind him.

There are flyers for job recruitment or property search posted at the door of some shops, and small card stickers with certificates and good girls are everywhere.

A young youngster like Jiang Ran did not attract the attention of everyone who was busy taking a break. Most of them glanced at him and stopped paying attention.

If it were an elite wearing a watch with a look of disdain on his face, he would have let these men swarm him to see if there was any opportunity to work or do some other work.

A few half-year-old children looked at Jiang Ran from a distance with sniffles hanging from their noses, who was out of tune with Dong Er Street, and thought he was a bit strange.

In the past, people who were so cleanly dressed and good-looking would walk very quickly when they got here, or even leave directly. How could they have such a mentality like Shi Shiran going shopping.

As he walked along East Second Street, Jiang Ran didn't meet anyone suitable for questioning.

Most of the people playing cards on the street were workers. On the table at the entrance of the noodle shop, the man and woman with chopsticks picking up noodles wrapped in garlic and putting them in their mouths looked happy. Obviously they were not the ones he was looking for.

After walking forward for a while, I saw a fork in the road. On one side was a stone-paved path. You could take a shortcut out of Nangang Street. On one side was a rusty old road sign that read Nangang East Street.

Along the way, Jiang Ran also saw that there might not have been East Second Street in the early years. There were only east and west streets in this place.

There were some men and women leaning against the wall next to the street sign. The oldest was between five and sixty years old, and the youngest looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old.

These people's eyes seemed to be looking at the passers-by with a dull look. Occasionally, their eyes would light up quickly when they saw a target, and they would hurriedly gather around them.

There are also many people who come to the port just to see the new things. Most of them follow the tourist guide and go to West Street directly. Most of those who come to East Street have a purpose.

The group of people near the road sign have a vicious vision, but they still lack some connections and accumulation before they can become a qualified middleman.

Yazi, who really has a lot of resources and can solve most problems with just one phone call, will not appear here.

Some people's dull eyes quickly glanced at Jiang Ran. With his slightly yellowish complexion but delicate skin, his handsome and angular face, and his deep and calm eyes, they judged in the blink of an eye that this person was not worth wasting their time.

The main reason is that those eyes are different from some people who are pretentious. They don't show any confusion at all. It's obvious that they are not their target.

Jiang Ran stood next to the street sign and looked at the obviously more orderly East Street. He thought for a while and waved to a group of people near the wall.

Most of the old people pretended not to see it. Only two of them glanced at the sky and walked forward hesitantly.

One person is a half-grown girl, her hair is neatly combed, her clothes are a little too big, her skin is a healthy wheat color, and her eyes reveal a mixture of simplicity, innocence and cunning.

There is also a woman wearing a baby sling. Her true age cannot be determined, except that she looks much older than she actually is.

The baby in her arms was sleeping soundly. This woman was much more reserved than the half-grown girl next to her, and she looked like she didn't show much publicity.

"I went to the pier before coming to Nangang Street. Why are there only ferries and cargo ships? Where are the fishing boats and small boats?"

Jiang Ran would not sympathize with this kind of suffering in life. There is nothing like this in life.

He had just been to the pier but couldn't find a suitable boat, and it was impossible for the ferry to go to Yanshui River, so he could only come to Nangang Street to think of something.

The woman with the baby in her arms was about to speak, but the little girl with neat hair beside her couldn't wait to explain. "There is a notice above that fishing and hunting are prohibited in this area from October 10 to October 1. You must either go to other waters to apply for short-term fishing rights, or stay at home and rest."

The little girl's voice was cheerful, covering up the noisy sounds around her: "As for the small passenger ships, most of them have been booked. There should be no small ships in the port for at least three to five days."

The woman with mottled spots around her eyes saw that the little girl spoke first, and swallowed back the words she had not yet spoken. Seeing Jiang Ran frown slightly, an idea suddenly flashed across her face.

"Are you looking for a boat to go to other cities by water?" She was just not good at words, not a fool, so it was easy to guess the purpose of the young man in front of her.

"Contact me a passenger ship or fishing boat. It's best to leave today."

Jiang Ran nodded and told the two of them his request.

The little girl's sly eyes flickered a few times quickly, and she opened her mouth to grab the business.

"You're in such a hurry. We can't find the boat in such a short time. However, I can introduce you to the owner of Lihua Tea House. He will definitely have a way."

"The introduction fee is 200 yuan, I will only charge you 180 yuan."

There are agreed-upon rules on how much you should charge for introduction fees, lead fees and commissions for promoting business.

The reason why there is an introduction fee is also very simple. It is not a familiar face that is rooted here. Ordinary people can only go to Lihua Tea House to drink tea, and don't think about spending money to ask the boss to help with things.

Every money will be divided into three parts. The middleman can get [-]%, and the person doing the work and the land boss will each get [-]%. The middleman can only use his own part to make up for the price reduction.

The little girl originally could get 80 yuan, but if it is reduced to 180 yuan, she will only get 60 yuan.

"Little brother, look at me..." The woman hesitated for a long time, then opened her somewhat white and chapped lips, and made a slightly apologetic sound.

"150 yuan, I'll take you to see him." Glancing at the baby hanging in front of him, his tone changed from hesitant to decisive.

Her hair was dry and exuded the smell of cheap laundry detergent. Her clothes couldn't be said to be outdated, nor were they the retro style deliberately dressed up by young girls in the city.

The hardships of life are clearly reflected in her brows and temples, as well as her shameless actions of lowering prices to steal the little girl's business.

"Lu, are you full?" The little girl couldn't help but raise her voice when she heard that she suddenly lowered the price from 180 yuan to 150 yuan.

"You used this method to interfere with other people's business two days ago. If it weren't for the sake of the neighbors, someone would have dealt with you!"

"Why did I, a little girl, offend you? Why do you bully me like this!" She couldn't hold back as she spoke, and the cunning in her eyes was filled with grievances.