Vol 4 Chapter 748: Initial proposal for docking session

The sound of the tide washed the beach was monotonous and long-lasting. The seabirds in the harbor continued to fly tirelessly. The materials from a ship were moved and moved to various places.
The fishermen who are aquaculture are going out for a boat trip every day. When they see fish and shrimps die, they immediately find the local medical center nervously, telling the professionals about the horrible situation after the death of the fish and shrimp, until the person responsible for managing the culture is not exposed. The patience of the look, the fishermen put the dead fish dead shrimp up, watching the other side cut a piece of fish and shrimp into a piece, and put it under the strange shape of things to see a little peace of mind.
Large fishing boats fishing in the open sea rely on the shores that are specially provided to them. The fish that have already dug the internal organs and smeared the salt are sorted by the fastest speed on the dock.
The rotten fish are picked out and placed aside for other treatments. The salt is not enough to re-salt the salt, and then it is shaded in the sun or in a specially ventilated room.
The stinking smell is permeated, and the dried salted fish and salted shrimp are sent to the logistics distribution center and sent to places where there are few big fish and less salt. As for others who are steaming or frying, it is not the concern of the fishermen.
The railroad tracks at the cargo terminal have been laid out, and the efficiency has been greatly improved. This brings about the unemployment of some porters. They will go to the vocational schools of the state to learn new survival techniques.
In a hundred days, they will get almost the same additional government subsidies as the handling work, and then they will be arranged by the government to work in the designated location. Within a month, if they still can't adapt to the new job, they will be sent back. After studying in the school, the three-month subsidy was halved, and at the same time, the officials who had studied their specific technical subjects were resigned.
The Luzhou thorns that caused all this cause and effect were still in the dock at his knife and pen, recording the number of working people, and occasionally chatting with the locals.
The sea breeze and the sun printed the traces of the years on his face. The white skin did not give him a more sturdy feeling. Compared with the previous days, he felt that the life is now more fulfilling.
I don’t know when I will be eager to write about the days, write the days of loss and harvest, and my feelings on paper. Even if I am busy during the day, I will be happy at night. He has thought that he is noble and has his own time. The same is true of the wife and wife.
Until one day he had a holiday, drank too much wine, and strolled through the gentle towns of several women, such as his wife and sister, before he spoke out the motivation to write the day. Beckham promised him, willing to print what he wrote, the title of the book. I thought about it, called "A Spring and Autumn of the Heart of the Soul". As for why it is not "a winter and summer of the soul of the thorns", it is because when he asked, Xiaoyuan said, history has no winter and summer and the Warring States, only the Spring and Autumn Period.
Niang's, Xu Zhishi was in the heart of her mother, but thought it was to write the four seasons, I knew that I would not say hello, and I was despised.
What can comfort the soul is that Beckham promised to print out 200,000 copies first. Each book was sold to the Tang Dynasty officials for consistent money, and he was given 200 yuan, which is the income of 40,000 yuan. If it is not corrupt and not bribed, This money is hard to earn only by the official.
If you can embezzle and accept bribes... Still forget it, it’s too dangerous, because the book he wrote, Beckham, said that he sold the 20,000 copies of Quanzhou’s Sergeant to Quanzhou. Because he was too rich, he opened a cocktail party and threw away countless food.
At that moment, Xu Yang’s psychological balance was balanced. He was very grateful to Zhang Wang and his two children who had not yet been born. If they did not exist, perhaps the knife of the Datang patrol had already fallen on their own head, and now they have the opportunity to change. For the military in Quanzhou, if he can't get the news in advance, and ask for time to plead guilty, when the four little guys come to the mortal world, it is the beginning of his hell.
"On the 9th, stop, slowly put down the box on your back, find someone to carry with you, and let me find that you are carrying more things, I will deduct your money today."
I was thinking about what I should write in the evening, and I was awakened by the action of the loader at the exit. I raised my eyelids and said awkward smile.
"Not sinking." On the 9th, he put down the box and wiped the sweat on his forehead and smiled back.
"What do you want to do without sinking your legs? When the official is illiterate? The words on the box are written, 'There is a box of ore to be inspected overseas.' It seems that you are not satisfied with the life of the evening school, blame the official, one month later. The first one hundred and five priests in the children's enlightenment will personally test you. If you can't write a word, you will go to the official house afterwards. The officer will teach you personally, and stay away from me. You are a color dog."
The thorns of the stalker who was talking to the porter No. 9 kicked a male dog who used his leg as a venting physique. This continued to say to the 9th: "Just settled, this dog is Whose?"
"Adult, is a rescue dog." On the 9th, a sad face said, obviously do not want to learn.
"Let it change jobs. People who need to be rescued in the water can't wait for it to finish. When it's snowing, kill the meat and make up."
Xu Mingyang stunned the dog and said.
"It's snowing? Well, adults, you are kind, stupid dog, you dare to go over and carefully send you to the north of the Yellow River, where it is really snowing." On the 9th, a dog with no skin and no face, greeted another The porter lifted the box and left.
Xu Mingyang shook his head slightly and continued to record the work of the porter. As for the dog, he admitted that the cook in his home had never done a dog that he was not disgusting.
"Maybe handed it to Zhang Xiaobao, he has research on it." Xu Mingyang's thoughts flew again and muttered.
"Thank you for complimenting, I can really make the dog meat very delicious, but I don't like to eat dog meat. The process and seasoning are much more troublesome. As long as there are other things, I try not to eat the dog. Life is still used?"
Xu Mingyang just finished, and a strange and familiar voice sounded behind him. The stranger is because this voice does not always appear in his ear. It is familiar that even if this voice appears once, he must keep it in mind because it belongs to Zhang Xiaobao, a guy who kills people without seeing blood.
"Zhang, Zhang Ye." Xu Mingyang turned back and said the voice trembled.
"Don't, don't call it that, I am not my righteous father. Some people call it a high-ranking man. I am the governor of the Bohai Governor's Office. It is the same as the three-class official. There is no need to divide the size."
Zhang Xiaobao, who took Wang Hao’s stroll, said very sincerely, but his words always felt very hypocritical when he heard other people’s ears.
Xu Mingyang is a member of the hypocrisy. He stands up and tries to make his smile naturally. He nodded to Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Hao separately and said: "I don't know if Zhang Jidu and Wang Fujie make the dock come to the hospital?"
When the party exports, Xu Mingyang regrets it again. Shouldn’t he say this, can’t anyone be a wharf? The dock is not your Luzhou thorns historian, not to mention the fact that his own history has always been misunderstood and unsatisfactory, although the official seal and the instrument clearly stated that he is a Luzhou thorn.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Yutong are smiling and don't care. Zhang Xiaobao said: "In fact, there is no big deal. There are a bunch of grandfathers in the nursing home. They said that the recent days are not so good. It seems that there is a sea breeze. It should be a hurricane."
"Ah? Zhang, Zhang Daren, don't scare me." Xu Mingyang felt that his chest was pumping, and both hands grabbed the heart and shouted.
"Afraid, I have a mouthful. You have not had a typhoon several times in Luzhou. It is nothing more than a big rain, a part of the house, a few rows of trees, calm, compared to the current typhoon. It’s not a matter at all. Let’s tell you first, don’t wait for the wind to blow up others, but you’re messed up.

Zhang Xiaobao patted Xu Mingyang’s shoulder and comforted.
Xu Mingyang slowly calmed down and thought of the road and house layout in Luzhou. He found that he was not afraid of any hurricane. The wide road with the square was the 'sewage' built by the bluestone. It was more than a mile wide and more than one person tall. I don’t know how much there is.
The highest level of the house is only three floors. The bamboo and wood are built. When the people withdraw, they will blow it freely. When the wind passes, the people will come back. The loss is not worth anything under the support of Zhang and Wang. The boat parked at the dock. It’s okay to break it and rebuild it.
"If it is good, if it is good, I just don't know if the people are arranged. I can leave the family." The resilience of the famous Xu Yang also did not forget to care about Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Hao's mother.
Zhang Xiaobao nodded: "It’s all done. In fact, I hate the present time. I can’t see the traces of the hurricane. I can only judge by experience. When I change it, there is a typhoon that can be beaten. It takes a sunny day. If you need rain, it will be heavy rain. Now you can't do it, you can't do anything."
When talking, Zhang Xiaobao glanced at Wang Hao, and Wang Hao nodded. Then the two looked up together.
They really can do this at that time. How can the typhoon be formed? It is nothing more than the airflow caused by the magnetic field and the hot and cold. No rain cloud can be artificially formed, and the black cloud can be artificially dispersed. Everything is worthwhile. It’s a good deal.
In addition to human life, the loss caused by the weather is less than the amount of money that can be disturbed. If it is higher, then it will stop. If you have money and want to play with fun, you can make a tornado yourself, provided that you don’t hurt it. other people.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Hao both want to know if the hurricane will form, and finally where to blow, but it is so simple to ask them can not be achieved, no satellites.
However, Xu Mingyang did not understand him. When he heard Zhang Xiaobao’s words, he thought of the fairy side for a time. ‘At that time, he was thought of as the day when the two were gods.
Then his voice trembled again and said: "I, I will try my best to ensure the peace of the local people."
"The peace of the local people does not need you to guarantee, I am squatting, I am looking for you to ask, can you speak Japanese? After two days, there will be many Japanese, and then Japan needs me to have someone in the past. I can’t get away with it, and I can’t completely send people in my family who have Japanese to do things in the past. Otherwise, isn’t Japan a place for me? Can you understand?

Zhang Xiaobao finally said that he and Wang Hao came over and wanted to talk to Xu Mingyang.
It may be because Zhang Xiaobao said that the jump is too big, and Xu Mingyang did not react. Until another ship screamed at the dock, he woke up and asked, "You, think, want me to go to Japan?" 2k Read novel