Chapter 1: Return

Ah, you arrived quite early, didn't you? Just in time, as I haven't had my meal yet. Hurry up and prepare a kidney dish for me, I'm hungry. Zhang Xiaole, who sells boxed lunches in the nearby color steel room, had just arrived at the market to start working, but upon seeing Lin Jun from inside the room, he came over with a smile to strike up a conversation

Bang

"What the hell, in this market, do I still need to spend money to eat? Damn!" The middle-aged man named Dazhuang spoke with an imposing tone, then patted his friend's shoulder and continued, "Come over tomorrow, let's sell lamb together!"

Around 4 PM, in the market next to the Fuli Mingyuan community in Taiping District, Lin Jun, who had just returned from out of town a week ago, was at that moment holding a Zhongnanhai cigarette in his mouth, wearing white woolen gloves on his hands, and was bending down to tidy up the grill for the roasted lamb skewers

After a brief conversation between the two, Lin Jun handed the grilled kidney to Zhang Xiao Le

The transportation industry is something Lin Jun has been particularly interested in recently. It requires a small investment and offers quick returns. Although the work can be somewhat arduous, it has certain advantages for personal initial accumulation and expanding one's social circle

Lin Jun has a robust physique, standing at approximately 1.8 meters tall. He is wearing a very dirty white tank top on his upper body, and his legs are clad in green military pants stained with grease. On his feet, he sports a pair of Camel sports shoes. Although his hair is very short, it carries the smell of cooking oil, and his face is unshaven, giving him a disheveled appearance. To the casual observer, he seems to be a man in his thirties, but in reality, Lin Jun is only twenty-three this year

In Lin Jun's mind, the barbecue stall industry is not a long-term plan at all. The reason he started this was that he had just returned from out of town, and both his body and mind were in a state of fatigue. Therefore, he wanted to self-regulate and take a moment to empty his mind.

Bang

In August during the summer, the air in Harbin, Northeast China, is stuffy and hot, resembling a furnace

Officer Wang! This is too much, treating me like a penalty kick! Look at my dry lips, my teeth are almost on my nose...!" Dazhuang shouted ambiguously while covering his lips, sitting on the ground.

Lin Jun suddenly grabbed Da Zhuang's collar with his left hand, while his right arm clearly pulled back. Then, he charged his fist with power, pausing in the air for 0.1 seconds before striking down at Da Zhuang like lightning

"What the hell, are we eating kidneys and still adding sugar?" Lin Jun exclaimed in astonishment

Where the hell is my bag? Da Zhuang was stunned by a punch from Lin Jun, reaching down to the ground, trying to pull out the spring knife from inside the bag

Lin Jun stepped forward with a blank expression. In the brief moment of passing by, he picked up a one-yuan soda from the box of cola on the ground with his right hand, flicked off the unopened bottle cap with his thumb and index finger, and then turned the bottle upside down to pour out the cola inside

"Give me some sugar!" Zhang Xiaole pointed at the kidney and said

Aow! Dazhuang covered his lips with both hands and let out another mournful wail

Hehe! Lin Jun smiled, then took out a kidney and started roasting it over a strong fire. He casually asked Zhang Xiaole, "Hey, I asked you to inquire about that matter, did you find out anything?"

"You bastard, it's only through beating that you can achieve anything..." Dazhuang, in a daze, turned around.

When Lin Jun walked in front of Da Zhuang, the bottle of cola had already been emptied

After the boss's wife finished scolding, she walked into her own restaurant, while Lin Jun, holding the electric wire of the blower, was preparing to turn back and borrow a socket from the nearby supermarket for a fee. However, as he turned around, his body collided with Da Zhuang, who was staggering and not walking in a straight line, with a loud thud.

Dazhuang helps others sell "lamb" in the market. He has approached Lin Jun twice, asking him to sell his lamb. However, since his meat has nothing to do with lamb and is entirely made from "small animals," Lin Jun declined the offer

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"Last night I asked you, don't say anything, I have a friend who really has a Foton Ouman dump truck! All the paperwork is complete, the insurance is in order, it has been driven for sixty thousand kilometers, and it was registered last year. He is asking for two hundred seventy thousand. What do you think?" Zhang Xiaole, dressed in a greasy blue work uniform, replied while drinking mineral water.

At that moment, three middle-aged men emerged from the sauce bone restaurant behind Lin Jun's stall. The leader appeared to be around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, clutching a synthetic leather bag under his left arm, dressed in low-quality sportswear. As he walked with a stagger, he put his right arm around a friend and said, "Tomorrow, you all come find me, and we'll continue drinking"

He has only recently arrived at the market and is generally not one to speak much, so at present, he has only gotten to know Zhang Xiaole. The two of them chat occasionally and drink together, which can be considered a friendship

"Go ahead, if you want to buy, do it quickly! Right now, in the transportation business, there are many vehicles but few jobs." Zhang Xiaole nodded.

Clang!

He kicked my stove first!" Lin Jun looked up at the female police officer and replied in a flat tone

"I drank too much, damn it! I just want to ask you, can you take the goods?" Dazhuang squinted his ignorant little eyes and pushed Lin Jun again with his right hand.

"I apologize." Lin Jun glanced at him and then stepped forward to continue walking.

Are you blind?" Dazhuang staggered back two steps, his gaze becoming vacant, and he cursed in a coarse manner.

"You all go ahead, I will head back to the warehouse for a quick nap," Da Zhuang said, turning his head to spit, and then he walked alone towards the street

"Dazhuang, have you settled the bill?" a friend, who was quite tipsy and had a stiff tongue, asked.

Two of Dazhuang's friends left, while the owner of the sauce bone restaurant stood at the door, watching Dazhuang's back, and spat, cursing: "What the hell are you? You owe over seventy yuan, can you even afford to live?"

How can someone who sells boxed meals still be hungry

You take care of it first, I will go back to boil some water and wipe the table!" Zhang Xiaole threw out this sentence and then turned around and walked into his family's mobile color steel house

Bang

Lin Jun looked at Da Zhuang, his brows furrowed as he said, "You have had too much to drink, it's best to head back early!"

Then I will think about it! Lin Jun licked his lips, feeling that this price was still somewhat difficult to accept, as he could not raise such a large sum of money in a short period of time

Lin Jun bowed in submission, and then took a brush to apply sugar to him

Three minutes later, Da Zhuang and Lin Jun were taken away together

"It's nothing, we have issues communicating normally, let's try a different way to talk!" Lin Jun waved his hand expressionlessly, but his feet continued to move without pause

"Agreed!" the two friends nodded repeatedly

I ... ... ! '' Dazhuang raised his head and took a glance

This young man is in his early twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a well-proportioned face. Although he is slightly slender, he can still be considered a spirited young fellow. From a distance, he bears a resemblance to Zhong Hanliang.

"Zhuang Ge, can you speak like a human now?" Lin Jun did not move his hands at all, standing next to Da Zhuang, only using his left leg to kick at Da Zhuang's head, one kick after another.

Bang

Stop dawdling, I'm starving, hurry up!

Upon seeing them, Lin Jun immediately came to a halt.

Brother, this vehicle comes with work. After you purchase it, you won't need to find jobs yourself; you can directly follow the convoy to the construction site for deliveries. If it weren't for the fact that the owner's brother is my good friend, you wouldn't be able to buy it even for three hundred thousand.

Operate!

The food looks really impressive!

Whoosh

What is going on? In broad daylight, are we treating this place as a fighting arena?" The male officer next to the female officer rushed over, immediately frowned as he surveyed the scene, and promptly asked with a stern expression.

"Can you talk? I still want your kidney. I damn want to roast a sock for you, do you want it?" Lin Jun glanced at him and replied with a grin.

I see you really don't want to work anymore! After Da Zhuang kicked over the barbecue grill, he stomped on the cargo box a few times, then pointed at Lin Jun and shouted: "Let me tell you, tonight, if I can't see you, you go to my warehouse to get the goods! Just watch me, can I clear you out of the market in five minutes or not!"

"Let's go, change the place, let you sober up!" The male officer said to Da Zhuang, and then continued to Lin Jun, "You come along too!"

Dazhuang cursed and then turned to leave

Hey, wait a minute!" Dazhuang, with his left hand in his pocket holding a bag, tilted his neck and pushed Lin Jun with his right hand, then continued, "I delivered goods to you twice, and you didn't want them. What the hell do you mean by that?"

Lin Jun did not wait for him to finish his curse; with a powerful grip, he suddenly swung the bottle downwards, causing the cola bottle to be forcefully pressed against Da Zhuang's mouth, resulting in countless shards of glass splattering on the spot

Lin Jun set Zhang Xiaole's kidney aside, then continued to preheat the other lamb skewers, while also contemplating the issue of funding

Lin Jun suddenly took a step forward, grasped Da Zhuang's shoulder with his left hand, and then said: "Come on, Brother Zhuang, stand still, I will settle the bill for you now and get the goods!"

However, as the saying goes, things do not happen more than three times. Dazhuang delivered goods twice in a row, but Lin Jun did not show him any respect. Therefore, he has already put the matter of dealing with Lin Jun on his agenda.

The mere smell of boxed meals makes me feel nauseous

The barbecue grill toppled over with a crash, scattering the preheated lamb skewers and coal all over the ground, with two burning pieces of coal landing on Lin Jun's instep.

Aow!

I enjoy candied fruits

"Get lost? What the hell do you have that’s better than anyone else?" Dazhuang cursed with a mouth full of alcohol, then staggered forward a step, lifting his leg to kick the barbecue grill.

"What are you doing, Jun?" Zhang Xiaole heard the commotion outside and immediately ran out, intending to intervene.

"Get lost!" After being insulted, Lin Jun fell silent for a full three seconds, then he ignored Da Zhuang and stepped forward.

Lin Jun bent down and grabbed Da Zhuang's hair, then pointed at him with the bottom of the bottle, saying expressionlessly: "Come on, open your mouth, let me teach you how to speak like a human!"

It's a bit expensive! Upon hearing this price, Lin Jun immediately frowned

Lin Jun glanced at the goods on the ground, then looked at Da Zhuang, his face showing little expression

Da Zhuang let out a terrible scream, his body flew half a meter away and crashed to the ground. The synthetic leather bag he had tucked under his left armpit fell onto the coal, immediately starting to smoke.

After cleaning up the barbecue grill, Lin Jun took a lighter to ignite the charcoal, and then arranged two boxes of lamb skewers and other barbecue items such as kidneys. Finally, he took out twenty lamb skewers and five kidneys, and began to fan the fire with a rubber board to preheat it

A crisp reprimand echoed from a distance. Lin Jun looked up and saw two individuals in police uniforms running towards him, with the one leading the way being a female officer

"Did you hit him?" the female police officer asked Lin Jun, raising her eyebrows.

Stop it all!

"Hmm." Lin Jun replied, but he was also troubled in his heart about the matter of money