The sand and gravel yard is finally open.

Zhao Deshan, who was as excited as an excitant, walked with the wind for several days in a row, and the old permanent bicycle at home was not much slower than a motorcycle under his feet.

Several sand sifters have invited local farmers nearby, a side road down the river dam also took only half a day to pad up, several tractors are also Zhao Deshan outside the factory with the help of a few fox friends and dog friends to contact it, the sand field has been officially put into operation, piles of sand and gravel are screened out, piled up on the river beach.

There are also one or two tractors to pull sand and gravel every day, most of which are some relationships introduced by Tang Simo from Daguankou.

The number of piles of sand and gravel piled up on the river beach is increasing every day, and Zhao Guodong explained that Zhao Deshan calculates wages according to the workload, rather than according to the number of hours worked per day, so that the enthusiasm of the sand screening workers is quite high.

Every day they come before dawn and start working, and after 12 o'clock at noon, when the sun is too poisonous, they rest, and after 4 o'clock in the afternoon, they start again, and they do not leave until 8 o'clock in the evening, when the day is almost dark.

Zhao Deshan also goes out early and returns late these days, this sand and gravel pile there is not worried about someone stealing, there are many in the river dam, as long as you are willing to pull, just calculate the amount and salary every day, supervise the quality at any time, and have to go to Lala from time to time to home, hand over two cigarettes, and send a few pots of boiling water.

He couldn't leave until the sifting workers left, but Zhao Deshan worked hard, looking at the piles of sand, he seemed to see a path he had never thought of. This sand is wealth, and when it is sent to the construction site, it will become a piece of yuan, but the sporadic sand and gravel that comes and draws every day makes Zhao Deshan feel a little proud.

Zhao Guodong did not put much thought into the sand and gravel field, in his opinion, the sand and gravel field is just the most primitive way to make money, simple and direct, there is only one problem, marketing, and the marketing problem is solved, everything could not be simpler.

And Zhao Deshan's enthusiasm made Zhao Guodong rest assured that a big man who had been idle for too long, as long as he was given a chance, he would spare no effort to seize it.

From going through the procedures for the sand and gravel yard to purchasing necessary tools such as screens, wooden frames, trolleys, and shovels, Zhao Guodong has invested nearly 3,000 yuan.

This is not a small amount, in addition to the 1,000 yuan he saved for most of the year, he had to borrow 2,000 from his parents.

From his mother's worried gaze, he could feel the weight of these two thousand yuan for this family, which may be all the savings that the family can come up with, or it may be the tuition fees prepared for Changchuan and Yunhai.

Zhao Guodong is not worried about whether the money can be recovered, resource extraction enterprises will not lose money, at least in an industry like sand and gravel mining, which is not dangerous and the input cost is quite small, as long as there is a market, everything will not die.

His only worry is whether the project in the factory will start as scheduled, and the sand and gravel yard has accumulated a considerable amount of sand and gravel in the past ten days, and he closely relies on Tang Simo to introduce some sporadic buyers, and he is afraid that he can only barely maintain the wages of a few sand screening workers.

And as the time of the beginning of the ninety-third year gradually approached, there was not much time to give him, and he urgently needed a sum of money to start his speculative business, if God gave him this memory of his past life but he could not use it well, it would be damned.

However, he also knew that this problem was not something he could influence, since Gu Zhichang promised that he would naturally not get in the way, he did have Qing Liebiao's phone number, but he knew that the relationship between him and Qing Liebiao was far from being able to say this kind of thing, and it was too unwise to ask Qing Liebiao to influence his father on this issue.

And at this time, it is also meaningless to go to Gu Zhichang or Yang Tianpei, now all he can do is wait.

Just when the sand and gravel screened in the sand and gravel yard were accumulating more and more, the first case that Zhao Guodong devoted himself to also encountered a bottleneck.

The memory of his previous life told Zhao Guodong that if he wants to become a master in this society, he must allow himself to change and influence the fate of his relatives and friends around him, and he must live a more satisfactory life, just having money is not enough, not to mention that he cannot guarantee that he can really rely on this memory to obtain the ability to turn stones into gold.

The best way is to continue on the road of official career, and with this memory of his past life, the position of the deputy director of the public security bureau of a county is no longer in his eyes, and he can rely on his understanding and cognition of the future generations to seize the opportunity and go further in his career, even not limited to the path of politics and law.

And all this needs to start from the most basic place at the moment - the Jiangmiao Police Station.

He is now in trouble with the lack of progress in the cattle theft case.

It should be said that Tan Kai's touching situation has been quite detailed, and the activities of the guy who entered the palace in the Jiang Temple have also been well understood, and it is obvious that the guy has been choosing the right target and timing to commit the crime.

But Jiang Miao is so big, no one has the ability to follow that guy every day, it's a little clumsy to simply wait for the rabbit, maybe that guy suddenly changed his surname back to Pingchuan to commit a crime, then he guarded it for more than 20 days.

The three groups of people took turns to wait and everyone was exhausted, although Qiu Yuanfeng didn't say anything, Zhao Guodong still felt a huge pressure.

From the original half a month has been extended to three weeks, to the current month, the joint defense has some complaints, if it is not for the reward of the gambling case to cash out in a timely manner, and Zhao Guodong's performance makes the joint defense very admired, I am afraid that the joint defense will have a greater opinion.

Zhao Guodong fell on his back on the lawn, and he and Tan Kai chose behind a condescending hill as an observation point.

From here, you can clearly see the machine farming road from the direction of Jiangmiao, after this section will turn into the foot of the mountain, the rugged mountain road can always reach the territory of Pingchuan County, but this road is too difficult to walk, and not many people are willing to walk here, except for the locals.

Tang Jin hasn't heard from him for a few days, and no one answered Zhao Guodong's call, as if Tang Jin and the Corey people had gone to the police station to investigate in the past few days, but Zhao Guodong still had a bad premonition.

Kong Yue's side was also very calm, and she didn't even have a phone call. It seems that after the events of that day, both sides realized that this problem is not as simple as imagined, at least Zhao Guodong thinks so.

And whether Kong Yue's side felt that he needed to calm down or remain reserved, Zhao Guodong didn't know, which made Zhao Guodong a little disappointed while breathing a sigh of relief.

On the contrary, Han Dong made two phone calls to chat, so that Zhao Guodong's life at the police station would not be too boring. Thinking of the two dimples on Han Dongyuan's face, Zhao Guodong knew that it might be troublesome to continue dating this little girl, but he still felt a little heartbeat.

Sometimes when I think about it, I am already a person with the memories of my past life, and I can't even enjoy the privilege of being "rich" and colorful in my love life, which is too inferior

Recalling the feat of the time-traveler pointing out the country and inspiring the text in those online novels in the memory of his previous life, it is rare to be so low-key, and it doesn't seem to be a big deal to get some compensation emotionally.

It was this thought that kept fermenting in Zhao Guodong's heart, making him even miss Tang Jin a little.

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