Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

"Eat fast, eat fast!"

Jia Zhang suppressed her voice and looked out the window warily.

There was half a pound of chopped braised beef on the table. Jia Zhang, Jia Dongxu, and Banggan each had one portion, while Xiao Dang and Qin Huairu could only eat one or two slices to taste. Little Sophora japonica can only drink rice soup, so there is no need to mention it.

"Mom, you are so awesome!" Jia Dongxu enjoyed the aroma of braised beef, "You can even make braised beef!"

"Hmph! That boy from the He family is very popular, and our family is not bad either!" Ms. Jia Zhang said proudly.

Qin Huairu remained silent, lowering her head and chewing her thin piece of braised beef.

He Yudong is an upright and upright person. But their family has to eat it secretly, isn't it because the origin is unknown?

It's weird, how did Jia Zhang get such a good thing?

Qin Huairu felt increasingly uneasy.

Don't let the good luck fall to you when the time comes, but you will have to take her with you to get the bad luck.

"I'm going out tonight. Just let you know and don't tell me." Jia Zhang turned to her family and told her family, "Otherwise, don't even think about having anything delicious to eat. Go ahead and eat your shit!"

"Hey, okay, Mom." Jia Dongxu agreed happily.

"Mom, what are you going to do?" Qin Huairu was worried, "Where did these things come from? Mom, is it safe?"

Jia Zhang rolled her eyes angrily.

"As long as you keep your mouth shut, you'll be safe! Don't ask so many questions! Just keep it a secret for me. Qin Huairu, if you weren't incompetent, would I have to worry about taking on private work?"

"That's right, if you can make the family eat meat, why does mom still have to work so hard?" Jia Dongxu followed suit.

"Banggeng, Xiaodang, keep your mouths shut! Otherwise, there will be no food in the house and you will have to drink the wind! I will kick you out of the house!"

Jia Dongxu turned around and threatened the two children again.

Xiaodang nodded quickly and Banggeng remained silent.

"Great joke! Your father and I are talking to you! Do you remember!"

BangGeng responded dully.

"Yeah, remember."

"Three sticks can't beat you." Jia Dongxu muttered dissatisfiedly.

At night, Mrs. Jia Zhang went out quietly without looking around.

Not long after, He Yudong heard Jia Zhang's voice on the bug.

"During this period, 6 trucks in the factory drove south... and 3 trucks went further north..."

"I heard from my daughter-in-law that during this period, the factory is concentrating on the production of line steel..."

He Yudong also heard his name.

"There is a man named He Yudong in our courtyard who was promoted to an eighth-level fitter in a short period of time. Now he still hopes to be promoted to an engineer..."

"He improved several machines..."

"Very respected..."

Don't underestimate these bits and pieces of information. Many times, you can infer a lot of things based on these small pieces of information.

So why does the military region have to check the three generations of ancestors of even the handymen? Because there is no telling where you heard a sentence that contains key information.

It is these small and trivial pieces of information that weave into a large web of intelligence.

At this point, He Yudong can be sure that Jia Zhang has really contacted the spy!

This old pious woman is really a "blockbuster".

He Yudong sneered.

there.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was inside the hut, and the contact person was standing outside the hut. Mrs. Jia Zhang could not see the man's face.

Based on this person's position, if someone looked at him from a distance, they would just think that this person was relieving himself.

It can be seen that those people are also guarding against Jia Zhang.

"Okay, we have received your information. Continue to hide. However, regarding He Yudong, pay attention to what machines he has improved. Also, continue to pay attention to the main production materials of the steel rolling mill."

The man lowered his voice and ordered Jia Zhang.

"This is your reward. Unless you have important information, please do not contact me within a week. I'm leaving."

A roll of money was stuffed into the house through the broken wall.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was overjoyed, took out the money, and counted the money received by the dim moonlight cast by the "skylight".

"It's actually eighteen yuan! After all, it's almost as much as my daughter-in-law's salary for a month. You can make so much money just by gossiping, wow, what a deal!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang was secretly happy.

She didn't go home either, so she found a corner to sleep in, planning to go straight to sweeping the streets after dawn to avoid the risk of being discovered going out in the middle of the night.

This old woman still has some evil ideas.

Here.

When He Yudong heard Jia Zhang's deafening snoring, he knew that he wouldn't hear anything today.

Jia Zhang is just a small informant developed by a spy, and the big fish is still behind.

He Yudong thought for a while and decided not to report it yet, so as not to alert the enemy, but to try it out by following him first.

Of course, the reason why He Yudong dared to do this was because he had some skills in his body, and with the sharp weapons in the system, no one else could do anything to him.

Moreover, He Yudong was sure that those people contacted by Jia Zhang must have something to do with the black market.

This pool of water is very deep.

If nothing else, the channels through which these people obtain goods from the black market are worthy of discussion.

Because generally speaking, the goods on the black market are either made by farmers themselves, or they have internal connections with certain factories and can get some defective products. To exaggerate further, there was corruption within the leadership, and supplies were sold on the black market.

But the goods coming from these channels are either small in quantity or unstable.

However, according to He Yudong's observation, the goods in this black market are as stable as Mount Tai. There are even some unlabeled goods that don’t look like they are made in China.

There may be overseas connections behind this black market.

Think about it, the black market is indeed suitable as a stronghold and trading network for foreign countries.

It was originally a mixed place, suitable for hiding.

After all, those who dare to come to the black market to do business must be at least equally brave and careful. Moreover, people with money often have unusual status. It is hard to say what key information is worth buying or selling.

What's more, black market transactions are inherently shady. Even if someone notices something, it will be more troublesome than less trouble because their family is not upright.

He Yudong decided to deepen his connections with the black market and see if he could get some information.

Soon it was time to trade.

Trading hours are still scheduled for early morning. He Yudong set out in the middle of the night and rushed to an uninhabited place in the outer suburbs. He took out the tarpaulin truck, put the agreed pigs and sheep into the carriage, covered it with a layer of black canvas, and tied it at the four corners.

Guessing that the time was almost up, He Yudong drove off.

Still the same place.

It was Lao Liu who took the lead as usual, the black monkey watched the wind, and the white fat man settled the accounts. But this time it was probably because there was more cargo and there were more boys transporting the cargo.

"Brother Gangzi, would you like one?" Lao Liu handed He Yudong a cigarette.

"Oh, what a good cigarette. It comes with a filter." He Yudong took it with a smile, but did not smoke it, but put it behind his ear.

Lao Liu lit his cigarette and took a deep breath.

"I say, brother Gangzi, let's not talk secretly. Your goods are of this level, with good quality and large quantity. I'm afraid they are difficult to find in China."

He Yudong smiled and said nothing.

"Just this sheepskin, it's clean, thin and white, tsk tsk, I want to make a coat for my family."

"Brother, please let me know. Is the source of this product from the west or the north?"

"It can't be from the south!"