Mr.
Lin was in a hurry to get angry when he suddenly saw the dung man coming to the door.
He was naturally filled with joy.
He took out two dollars and told Uncle Zhang: "Give him a good greeting.
Don't be stingy with the amount you have to pay.
I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Zhang Bo said: "Sir, I will definitely handle it for you."
After seeing Mr.
Lin off, Uncle Zhang asked the dung man: "Xiao Chen, why are you here?"
The person dressed as a dung driver is none other than Chen Zikun.
He changed into dirty and torn clothes, wore an old cotton hat, and carried a basket of thorns on his back.
He looked very different from the capable and tidy coachman he usually looked like.
No wonder Mr.
Lin didn't recognize him, but he could Can't hide it from Uncle Zhang.
Chen Zikun said: "The excrement collectors on our street are really shameful.
I couldn't get angry, so I started doing it myself.
I heard that you always look for excrement collectors everywhere, so I thought that you could collect excrement from one family or two families, so I came to help. " Uncle Zhang was so moved that he pulled him into the concierge and said, "It's cold, don't be busy with work yet, drink a bowl of hot tea to warm yourself up."
Chen Zikun took out two paper bags and said: "I brought you two bags of tea.
They are not very good.
You can drink as much as you like."
It is indeed not a good tea, just an average jasmine tea, but it is still a grade higher than the high tea that Uncle Zhang usually drinks.
At that time, Uncle Zhang choked up again.
He just briefly mentioned that he likes to drink tea, and the young man just said Keeping it in mind, I bought two bags of tea to honor myself.
Regardless of whether the tea is expensive or not, what is rare is this kind of respect for the elderly.
Thinking of his two unfilial sons, the more Uncle Zhang looked at Chen Zikun, the more he liked him.
He wished he could have a daughter so that he could recruit this young man as his uncle.
After drinking enough tea, Uncle Zhang led Chen Zikun to the back house to collect manure.
When passing by the wing, Chen Zikun took a special look at Lin Wenjing's room.
He happened to see his sweetheart sitting behind the window reading, and his heart skipped a beat. got up.
"Hey, aren't you that coachman?
Why are you becoming a manure collector again?"
Lin's mother walked towards him and questioned.
Chen Zikun's disguise did not hide her sharp eyes.
Uncle Zhang quickly pulled Ma Lin aside and explained in a low voice that no manure collectors in Beijing are willing to take our job, so Xiao Chen Gudao Rechang is here to help.
If you drive him away, I will But I can't find another one.
Although Lin's mother has always hated Chen Zikun, she is also a character who can deal with things clearly.
The smell in the latrine is so bad that my wife has been complaining for a long time.
If this continues, she will be the unlucky one.
So she quickly put on a smile and said, "Do you want me to help?"
With the two big men here, there was no need for her help, but Mother Lin still enthusiastically brought a broom and a shovel, chatted for a few words and then hid aside.
Usually there are no huts in small courtyards, and the residents go to the official huts in the alleys when they go out.
But Mr.
Lin’s family is from the south, and they are polite and respectable people who work in the yamen.
How can they go outside and squeeze in with the ordinary people?
As for the latrine, so the Lin family set up a latrine to the south of the east wing.
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This location is said to be the "evil" position in Feng Shui, and the filthy air from the latrine can be used to suppress it.
The latrine is a small open-air room with a cesspool built of bricks.
During the day, you can go out directly in the latrine.
At night, you can use the toilet in the room to dispose of the filth, then pour it into the latrine, and then the excrement workers will take away the filth.
Normally, the dung collectors come once every three days, but during the New Year and the holidays, they come a little slower, once every ten days and a half.
The dung collectors will also take this opportunity to ask for some wine money, red envelopes, etc. from the host.
It is indeed a rule.
But the Lin family is from the south, and there is no rule about giving toilet red envelopes.
Uncle Zhang has never shown the door to others before, so he offended the excrement man, which caused this situation.
Uncle Zhang is not living at his age.
The dog was just a bit stubborn.
Of course he knew that this matter had something to do with him, so he worked hard to help Chen Zikun.
The population of Linzhai is not large, so the output is not too high.
It is far less spectacular than the scenery in the hut of Ziguang Depot.
In addition, the winter is cold, and the filth is frozen hard.
Use a shovel and a manure scoop to shovel it into a basket, and then use water After being washed and sprinkled with lime, the old appearance of the thatched house was transformed into a new one.
When Mrs.
Lin came in to visit, she immediately smiled.
Uncle Zhang was also very happy and gave Chen Zikun the two pieces of money given by Mr.
Lin.
Chen Zikun could not refuse, so he had to accept it and left with the dung basket on his back.
Uncle Zhang walked to the gate, watched him go away, and sighed again: "What a good young man."
Chen Zikun was walking in the alley in high spirits with the dung basket on his back.
He was as happy as if he had eaten iced watermelon in the dog days of summer and could finally go in and out of Lin's house openly.
Just to have a look at Miss Lin, it was worth all the hardship and fatigue.
As he walked happily, he didn't notice a dung man coming out of the official's hut on the roadside.
He looked at him suspiciously for a long time, then looked at the door of Lin's house, seemed to understand something, and pushed the wheelbarrow away.
The dung man returned to the dung factory near Longxugou in the north of the outer city overpass.
It was close to the smelly ditch and the place was empty.
The people living there were all extremely poor.
The Yu Ji dung factory was located here.
The old Yu family was from Shandong.
It has been many years since he entered the excrement digging business in Beijing during the Qianlong period.
It has gradually evolved from a excrement worker to a huge dung factory, with more than a dozen dung tunnels and hundreds of dung workers.
The so-called excrement channel not only refers to roads such as dry roads, waterways and tombs, but also refers to the resources of the excrement industry.
An alley or a block is a excrement channel.
There are many people in Beijing who collect excrement, at least a thousand.
There are two thousand people.
If everyone goes to pick up excrement on other people's territory, the rules will be messed up.
Therefore, there is a distinction between excrement channels.
Dung men in different excrement channels must not cross the boundary, otherwise they will inevitably Cause bloody conflict.
Shihuma Street belongs to the manure channel of Yuji Manure Factory.
Yu Deshun is not very old.
He is in his thirties.
He does not always sit in the manure factory to manage it.
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Instead, he carries the manure basket on his back and holds the manure spoon.
When he went to work, he was honest and generous.
He had a good relationship with the patrol police and the Department of Health.
He also took good care of his rival dung men.
He was definitely the number one figure in Beijing's dung industry.
He would be given to anyone who wanted to do something good.
One is called "The Shit King".
Yu Deshun was sitting in the dung factory watching the workers working.
On a large piece of flat land, the excrement was spread out in the sun and dried into dried dung cakes that could be sold to farmers as fertilizer.
Without this process, , the price will be greatly reduced.
The stench in the manure factory is so strong that most people would faint if they walked in.
However, Yu Deshun grew up in such an environment, and his sense of smell has long been immune to this.
In his opinion, these dirty things are paving the way.
A layer of copper coins on the ground.
The dung man came over and reported: "Master Yu, something serious has happened."
Yu Deshun was sipping tea from a small teapot without even frowning.
It was a joke that there was anything in Beijing that the King of Shit could not settle.
"Say."
It was just one word.
"Someone is robbing our business on Shihuma Street."
Shifu narrated what he saw.
Yu Deshun stood up, with a sneer on his lips, put down the teapot and said, "Someone dares to rob our business.
I think he deserves to live."
Impatient."
Yesterday, a man from Yuji Manure Factory was beaten in the back alley of Shihuma Street.
Yu Deshun has figured out the whole story.
It was because one of his subordinates was unclean and scolded the old man.
He deserved the beating. , Mr.
Yu doesn’t intend to stand out, but the rules of the Yuji Manure Factory must not be broken.
Red envelopes for wine money during the New Year and festivals must be given.
Anyone who does not give it will not pick up his family’s excrement, and no one else is allowed to pick it up until the family surrenders. .
Even if it is the hut of the house of the chief minister or deputy eldest brother, the Dung King will treat everyone equally.
For a long time, this trick has been unfavorable, because no one can make it difficult to get rid of the dung for a few small coins, but now there are people who don't give the Dung King face. , Cross-border digging of feces is simply intolerable.
"Have you seen clearly, whose family they are from, Li Fengji or Sun Xinggui?"
Yu Deshun asked.
The two names he mentioned were both leaders in the dung industry in the capital, and they had never dealt with him.
"Master Yu, I see clearly.
He is not from the Li family or the Sun family.
He is new here."
Shifu replied.
"It's interesting, let's go and have a look."
Yu Deshun waved his hand, and immediately several young and strong manure men stopped what they were doing and followed Mr.
Yu out with manure spoons.
According to Yu Deshun's estimate, the people who come to rob the manure channel will not only rob one house, but also the manure in the entire alley.
Therefore, they will not be able to leave for a while, and may be blocked on the road.
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At this time, a group of people in the Ziguang Depot were worrying about the two baskets of excrement that Dakunzi had picked up.
Everyone was picking up rice, flour, grains, oils, fruits, vegetables, and our family was lucky enough to pick up two big baskets of excrement from the rice fields.
Which song was it sung from?
Xue Pingshun asked him: "Da Kunzi, you are doing this because we have no land and want to fertilize the fields."
Chen Zikun said: "You misunderstood, I went to help others dig out their huts."
Xue Pingshun said: "That's it, then take it out and pour it out quickly.
It's useless for us to keep this.
Dongliang, go and empty these two baskets into the hutong in the alley."
Wang Dongliang, who was cleaning the car at the side, hurried over, picked up two baskets and went out.
Unfortunately, as soon as he went out, he met the menacing Yu Deshun and his party.
The Dung King and his men did not come towards the Ziguang Depot, but took a shortcut to Shihuma Street.
With this little effort, they happened to hit Wang Dongliang who was coming out with a dung basket on his back.
Yu Deshun looked at it and thought, this is not bad, you want to steal the business of this manure channel, he immediately waved his hand: "Hit me."
Without saying a word, the dung scoopers hit him with dung scoops.
Poor Wang Dongliang got a beating in a daze and fell to the ground, with excrement pouring all over him.
Although the wooden dung scoop was not as effective as the iron tool for hitting people, it was still better.
It was smelly and hard, and the spoon was filled with old excrement, which was like a layer of armor and made it uncomfortable to hit the body.
Wang Dongliang screamed and screamed when they beat him.
People in the car factory heard it and ran out to see that someone was knocking on the door.
They shouted: "Brothers, copy the guy."
The carmen rushed at him with brooms, shovels and wooden sticks.
Come out and fight with the dung men.
The dung driver and the cart driver were both members of the coolie industry, and they were equally matched in the fight.
However, with Chen Zikun's participation, the outcome was basically a one-sided matter.
After a few minutes, all the men and horses brought by Yu Deshun were on the sidelines.
He was lying on the street, and even the Shit King himself received a whip from Chen Zikun and almost couldn't get up.
"Come to Ziguang Automobile Factory to find trouble, and you will be blinded."
Chen Zikun cursed fiercely
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