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Chapter 245 Heading to Cangzhou, the strange man Lao Hei!
Speeding along the national highway, the quality of the Crown car was actually not bad, but Lin Ran didn't see the BMW he was talking about, and felt a little regretful.
But Zheng Xuetao is right. Today's traffic is not like that of later generations. There are cameras everywhere.
When passing through the wilderness, there is indeed a high risk of encountering bandits.
It was especially rampant in the early 80s. There were trees lying across the road. Once the driver got out of the car, a group of people would rush out from the side and rob them.
After his rebirth, this was Lin Ran's first long-distance bus ride.
There are no expressways yet, so Yang Jianlong drove a long way without any nervousness at all and acted very relaxed.
Zheng Xuetao, who was sitting in the back seat, fell asleep unknowingly and snored slightly.
Lin Ran looked at the scenery on both sides, feeling a little worried.
Indeed, as recorded in the book, there were very few inter-provincial vehicles in this era. Since leaving the capital, he had not seen other vehicles on the road.
There are not as many buildings on both sides as in later generations. Only one or two farmers' houses and large rice fields can be seen.
From time to time the car had to shake violently, and because the ground was uneven, it almost overturned several times.
Yang Jianlong cursed: "It's true that we only collect money but don't do good things. We can't even repair the roads."
Zheng Xuetao was also awakened by the shock. He said a little embarrassedly: "I drank too late with my brother yesterday. I'm a little hungover. I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Lin Ran also squinted quietly for a while, leaving Yang Jianlong alone to drive.
Yang Jianlong drove for an hour and a half and felt a little tired.
So it was Zheng Xuetao who drove. Zheng Xuetao sat next to Lin Ran, and the two began to chat about the tomb.
"Lao Hei is a professional guy. Many antique shop owners have cooperated with him. It's just that Lao Hei is elusive and will never admit that he stole it." Zheng Xuetao lit a cigarette and drove with one hand. Smoking is really a sign of the nouveau riche in this era.
"Isn't the owner of the antique shop suspicious?" Lin Ran answered.
"What's the point of doubting it? He insisted that it was taken from his ancestral grave. Is there a name engraved on the cultural relic?" Zheng Xuetao said disapprovingly.
This move is exactly the same as that used by Wei Chengbin in Panjiayuan.
Unless in a ghost market like East Stone Valley, where people tacitly agree, tomb robbers will never admit that their belongings were stolen from tombs.
The country is now cracking down on criminal activities in this area, but not with much intensity.
As long as you refuse to admit it, you will generally not be pursued.
But if you don't have a good brain and confess your guilt, don't blame the attack.
All this would not become strict until four years later, because at that time, stricter punishment standards were adopted for all illegal and criminal activities.
Halfway through their car, they saw a big tree lying in the middle of the road.
Lin Ran's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he had encountered the legendary road robbery?
Generally, a truck will be specially equipped with more than ten people. If there is a robbery on the road, bloodshed will really happen.
There are only three of them here, wouldn't they be killed here?
Zheng Xuetao disagreed, stopped the car, and seemed to be preparing to open the door.
"Brother Zheng, there's something fishy about this. We can't get out of the car rashly. How about we turn around and take a small road." Lin Ran said.
"Haha, it seems that Brother Lin knows what this tree means." Zheng Xuetao laughed loudly. He rolled down the window and shouted to the outside of the car: "Don't you recognize my car? Let me go quickly!"
More than a dozen middle-aged people emerged from behind the trees on both sides of the mountain, and a middle-aged man with a scar on his face came to the car window and confirmed Zheng Xuetao's identity.
Then they waved their hands, and the other middle-aged people moved the big tree aside.
The scarred man's eyes were full of cruelty, but he still had a smile on his face.
Zheng Xuetao took out a few ten-dollar bills and gave them to the scarred man: "Take these and share them with your brothers. Don't scare my friends."
"One of our own, one of our own." The scarred man said with a smile.
They left without any hindrance.
Lin Ran was greatly surprised. Did Zheng Xuetao know these bandits?
Zheng Xuetao explained: "These guys are nearby villagers. They are lazy and do not do their jobs properly. They used to work on my construction site, so I know them. This is not the first time they have stopped my car."
No wonder Zheng Xuetao can engage in engineering. Who is engaged in engineering these days does not know some people in society.
Lao Hei couldn't sell the goods to the capital because he was worried about meeting these people.
Lin Ran couldn't help but have a new evaluation of Zheng Xuetao in his heart. This man should be able to get along with both white and underworld, and he is a dangerous person.
There were no other bumps on the road, because as we gradually entered the urban area of Cangzhou, there were more and more vehicles.
Slowing down, Zheng Xuetao told Lin Ran about gambling on the tomb from Lao Hei, giving him a preliminary understanding of Lao Hei.
Lao Hei's skin is so dark that he can become invisible by wearing mouse clothes at night.
So that became his nickname.
Lao Hei is a professional tomb robber and has been selling tomb robbing cultural relics for at least 20 years, although compared to Lu Yingjie, it is still nearly half the years.
But this kind of experience is extremely rare in China.
When he was about to enter the city, Zheng Xuetao left the national highway and drove the car into a village.
There is a stone tablet at the intersection of the village with the words "Peace Village" written on it.
"We'll be here soon, it's this village." Zheng Xuetao drove the car in front of a dilapidated house and shouted inside: "Old Hei, I'm here to see the goods."
A dark-skinned man walked out of the house. He was very strong and looked like a giant bear from a distance.
He looks like a gangster, especially his deep and sharp eyes.
"Boss Zheng, you're finally here." He forced out a smile. Then, he noticed Lin Ran sitting in the passenger seat and Yang Jianlong in the back seat, and his smile suddenly disappeared.
Zheng Xuetao explained: "Don't worry, this is my nephew and this is my brother. We are all our own people and will not betray you."
Lao Hei looked at Zheng Xuetao doubtfully, wondering if he had become stupid after drinking?
He pointed at the person in the back who was similar to his own age and called him nephew, and pointed at the kid in the front seat and called him brother. Can't you tell the difference in age?
"What are they doing here?" Lao Hei asked in a cold tone.
"This is the National Palace Museum..."
"I am a master of Tianlexing, and I have a certain knowledge of the appraisal of antiques. I was asked by Brother Zheng to come with him to see if the ancient tomb is worth the price?" Lin Ran felt that Zheng Xuetao was too informal. .
As a tomb robber, he is wary of state workers in every possible way.
He will not think highly of him because he is a little master recognized by the National Palace Museum, but will be skeptical of him.
"I see." Lao Hei curled his lips. He didn't hear clearly what Zheng Xuetao wanted to say.
However, he still complained: "What I sell is absolutely genuine. As for whether the contents are genuine, I can't guarantee it."
What he said was obviously a pun, which not only cleared up responsibility, but also implied that what he was selling was genuine, which is not unscrupulous!