Journey 1995:Non-Stop

Chapter 13 Revenge
Three days later, at the forest farm.

As usual, Yan Hui watched the forestry workers checking and loading the timber at the lumberyard.

Although Brother Shan was not there, Yan Hui had no complaints at all. He was always watching carefully.

A few days ago, when Yan Hui went down the mountain to take a shower, he made a mistake. He thought his washed coat would be dry the next morning, but when he woke up the next morning, he found that he couldn't wear it at all; it was still wet.

As a last resort, he had to take his coat and follow the Liberation truck up the mountain.

It was a bit cold on the mountain without a coat, so Yan Hui persevered and watched the loading outside for two hours, but came back with a cold.

Fortunately, he still had the Analgin that the doctor had given him. He took one pill before going to bed at night, and he was fine the next day.

When Yan Hui came to the lumberyard today, he found something wrong.

Some of the wood that we are going to load onto the truck today is placed in different directions.

Every piece of wood has a thick end and a thin end, which should be kept consistent when stacking, commonly known as the "stack diameter".

When calculating the volume of wood, since wood is an irregular cylinder, it is usually calculated on the thin side, which is beneficial to the buyer. If the thick side is calculated, the price will be slightly cheaper.

The agreement between Fourth Uncle and the forest farm clearly states that the volume is calculated based on the thinnest diameter.

In the past, the wood was always placed in the same direction when it was loaded onto the truck, but today it was not. Of course, if you are not careful, you will not be able to notice it at all.

Yan Hui went to find Lao Sun, who was in charge of loading the truck, and explained the problem directly.

"I didn't pay much attention when I was placing them. So, for the ones you mentioned, it will be a little more troublesome to measure the thin end separately." Old Sun had no objection.

This is easy to say but difficult to do, because the wood is not arranged in a regular pattern and there are many of them. He can only look at the two sides to know that they are not arranged in order, and he cannot tell exactly which piece is opposite which piece.

"That's impossible to calculate," Yan Hui shook his head. "When loading, just lift each one and look at it."

"Wouldn't this be exhausting?" Old Sun was unhappy. "How much difference can it make?"

Yan Hui shook his head firmly. He knew that the difference in money was considerable.

The reason why the wood is calculated according to the thickness of the thin diameter is because most of these logs need to be broken into boards.

It is the thin diameter, not the thick diameter, that determines the width of the board.

In the log industry, there's a price principle: after a diameter exceeds 20cm, the unit price increases slightly for each additional centimeter. Thicker logs are more expensive than thinner logs because they can split wider boards.

Therefore, if the diameter is larger, the unit price will also be higher, and the price difference will be quite large.

"How about this, for these woods, you said there are some problems with some of them, and I will reduce the diameter of these pieces by 10 points." Lao Sun made another concession.

"No, Uncle Sun, the diameter must be written on the wood with a pen. If we make a mistake later, our buyers will think we are deceiving them." Yan Hui still did not give in.

"Then test them one by one?" Uncle Sun was really a little angry.

The wood was piled up like this, and it wasn't intentional to take advantage. Why is this child so persistent? He wasn't like this a few days ago.

As the two men were arguing, the one-armed second-in-command of the forest farm came over. Seeing Yan Hui, he started to scold him: "Even if your brother Shan was here, he wouldn't say this or that. We guarantee that there is nothing wrong with this wood. You say it's not placed in the same direction, so it's not placed in the same direction? Why do they look the same to me?"

There is actually nothing wrong with what the second in command said. These pieces of wood are very straight, and the difference between the thin and thick diameters is not big. If you pile them together, you will see some are thick and some are thin no matter which side you look at them from. How can you tell the difference?

But Yan Hui obviously did not give up. He looked at the stack carefully and determined that there was something wrong with the fifth piece of wood from the left to the right in the bottom row. So he took a ruler to measure the diameter and wrote 31.5 on the wood. Then he went to the opposite side, found the wood, measured it, and wrote 34.5.

It is clear at a glance that the placement direction of this one is different from the others.

The length of this piece of wood is 3.2 meters. If calculated based on the thin diameter, the volume is 0.25 cubic meters. If calculated based on the thick diameter, the volume is 0.30 cubic meters.

Taking into account the difference in unit price, this is really not a small amount.

The Second In Command hadn't expected Yan Hui to be so sharp-eyed. He couldn't get angry, so he just waved his hand and said, "Alright, test each one one by one, at both ends."

After saying that, the second in command left unhappily.

Yan Hui felt a little uncomfortable when the second in command left. He knew that he had offended all these people.

Those who measured, hung wood, and counted all had to do more work because of his seriousness, even though he was right.

Yan Hui knew that no matter how much he said or explained, it would be useless. To prevent anyone from setting a trap, he had to keep a closer eye on the situation. In the past few days, Yan Hui had learned a lot about the situation.

After loading was completed, the Jiefang truck roared out of the lumberyard. Yan Hui then found Lao Sun and handed him the cigarette.

"Don't give me that," Old Sun said angrily. "I usually think you're quite honest, so why do you have to mess with us today?"

"Uncle Sun, let me be honest with you," Yan Hui said sincerely, "This matter concerns my life and property."

"Ah?" Old Sun was stunned for a moment, "What's going on?"

"I can't say this, but I really have to be serious about it." Yan Hui didn't know how to explain it, so he could only make his actions sound more reasonable.

"Tsk, and you're even risking your life and property," Old Sun sneered. "Alright, alright, I know you're serious about your work, but I won't smoke your cigarettes. Let's be clear about what we have!"

After saying that, Lao Sun was still a little unhappy and left directly.

Yan Hui was helpless. He watched the Liberation truck driving away and returned to his accommodation in the forest farm alone.

This time when he came, he suddenly found that the convenience store was closed.

In the past, the convenience store would be open at this time, but today for some reason it was locked and there was no one inside.

At this time, the crane driver happened to come out from the side. Yan Hui asked politely, but the driver directly said that because they finished their work a little late today, everyone had gone down the mountain, and there was disdain in his tone.

Yan Hui looked at the man's attitude and knew that this was his way of expressing dissatisfaction. He didn't say anything, went back to his residence, took out the steamed buns he bought, and ate them with kimchi.

The temperature on the mountain was still around zero degrees Celsius late at night. The steamed buns kept in the shade would not go bad for two or three days. Yan Hui still had four steamed buns left.

His usual dinner intake was two steamed buns, but he was worried that the convenience store would not be open the next day, so after thinking for a long time, he only ate one.

The nights here were extremely dull. Yan Hui had bought a cheap copy of Gu Long's novel, The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword, in town three days ago and had finished it in the past two days. The book was of very poor quality, and when Yan Hui read it for the second time, it felt like some of the pages were about to fall off.

Afraid that he would be hungry, he lay down and forced himself to fall asleep.

He got up at five in the morning, lit the stove again, heated up some steamed buns, and gobbled them up. He didn't dare eat too much, but luckily Uncle Gao had given him plenty of dried sweet potatoes. He put them in his lunch box, poured some water on it, and put it on the stove to cook for ten minutes until they softened.

After eating a lot of dried sweet potatoes with kimchi, Yan Hui was completely full.

After eating and drinking, Yan Hui went to the lumberyard. He had to send out one truck in the morning and two trucks in the afternoon.

When he came here today, Old Sun and the others still didn't give him a good look, but Yan Hui acted as if he didn't notice and continued to carefully inspect the logs. Old Sun and the others didn't say anything either.

At noon, the store was still closed. Yan Hui ate another steamed bun and some dried sweet potatoes.

In the evening, Yan Hui was reluctant to eat the last steamed bun, but if he didn't eat it now it would go bad, so he had no choice but to eat the last one.

When he got up in the morning, all he had left were dried sweet potatoes.

Yan Hui was hungry, so he got up extra early. He filled a lunch box with sweet potatoes, then filled it with water and roasted them in the oven for half an hour. The dried sweet potatoes turned directly into sweet potato paste. Although it tasted unpleasant, it was much easier to digest than dried sweet potatoes.

After finishing the lunch, when Yan Hui went to the lumberyard again, Old Sun looked at Yan Hui specifically.

Yan Hui was not hungry, but he pretended to be very hungry and often covered his stomach. He started pretending to be hungry yesterday at noon.

It was obvious that someone wanted to mess with him, but it was impossible to cause him any harm. If he pretended to be hungry, the other party would almost let him go.

He also has this kind of survival experience.

Thinking of this, Yan Hui sighed. He really liked Li Xunhuan in "The Little Flying Dagger of Li Xunhuan", a martial arts master who served as an official in his early years. After being impeached, he became a free and unrestrained martial artist. He even gave up his engagement with Lin Shiyin to his brother because he couldn't bear to see his brother trapped in love, and also gave him a house.
Well, Yan Hui can’t do the latter thing.

I walked around and soon it was noon.

The canteen is still closed.

Yan Hui felt the person who had done this had gone too far. Old Sun must no longer blame him, because his expression had changed from anger the day before yesterday, to unfamiliarity yesterday, to a hint of concern today. Clearly, Old Sun felt his anger had been vented, his punishment adequate.

He looked at the expressions of these people in the morning and guessed that the person who did this must be the crane driver.

The crane here is from Jinzhou Heavy Machinery Plant and is a relatively advanced crane.

This factory may be unfamiliar to many, but their advertising slogan is certainly familiar. In 1988, this advertisement was played repeatedly on CCTV: "Big crane, what a marvel! It lifts tons of steel with just a light grab!"

This advertising slogan is a Peking Opera version, and the crane driver often hums it, appearing very proud.

He was indeed proud, because in this era, crane drivers were serious senior technicians.

Yan Hui knew that this person was not easy to deal with, but he didn't expect him to be so difficult to deal with.

Just bear with it.

After thinking about it, Yan Hui decided to be patient. If the convenience store is not open tonight, he will deal with this bastard tonight.

Until the afternoon, Yan Hui did not give up. His dried sweet potatoes could be eaten for at least two days. Even if he had to wait until his fourth uncle came, he would not give up!

But as expected, the convenience store was closed at night.

Okay, I haven’t had enough of playing pranks on people!

The more Yan Hui thought about it, the angrier he got. Damn it, who's afraid of who?

That night, Yan Hui was no longer afraid of wolves. He left his residence alone and slowly walked to the lumberyard.

He was already familiar with the dogs here and had fed them often before. When they saw him coming to the lumberyard, the three untied dogs gathered around him.

"Brothers," Yan Hui said to the dog apologetically, "I'm sorry for this, but don't worry, everything will be fine."

The dog had no idea what was going to happen. It ate the soft dried sweet potatoes in Yan Hui's hand and was very intimate with Yan Hui.

There is only one road leading down the mountain from this forest farm, and the lumberyard is full of large machinery and timber, so there is no need for security at all. The only security guard is at the main gate.

If it weren't for the dog accompanying him, Yan Hui wouldn't dare come here alone, otherwise any wolf would be able to kill him here.

In the moonlight, Yan Hui saw the crane.

As expected, the crane hadn't locked its door at all. It opened the door, picked up a random dog, and stepped on the mud in the cab.

Then, Yan Hui took out the lid of his lunch box.

The lunch box lid is also made of aluminum. He had flattened the edge of the lid before he came, and now it looks like a piece of aluminum.

After wandering around for a long time, Yan Hui finally found a complete pile of dog shit.

Dogs like to dig the ground after they poop, and a lot of dog poop is covered with sand. But covering the poop is just a formality. If there is no sand, it will just dig a few times and leave anyway.

What Yan Hui found was the shit next to the hard soil. It was very complete. The shit was on the grass next to the doghouse.

He scooped it up with aluminum sheets and placed it carefully on the seat of the crane. Then he cleaned up his footprints and left with the car door open.

He had even found a place to dispose of the aluminum sheet. He rinsed it in the stream and then buried it casually.

He knew the crane driver must be suspicious of him, but that didn't matter. It was just like he suspected the crane driver was the one who forced the store to close, but that didn't matter either.

There is no death certificate anyway, so it’s useless to ask.

The next morning, Yan Hui got up early and used his lunch box to cook dried sweet potatoes.

Although there is no lunch box lid, it doesn’t affect him from cooking and eating at all.

Halfway through his meal, Yan Hui looked from afar and saw that the convenience store was actually open.

He immediately put down his lunch box and ran to the canteen.

The shop owner was very polite when he saw Yan Hui and took the initiative to explain: "I've been busy these days. Sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay. I know you're busy." Yan Hui knew that this matter had nothing to do with the convenience store, so he bought all the 13 packs of Hualong instant noodles, 6 steamed buns, 2 large pancakes, and some pickled vegetables in the convenience store.

After thinking about it, Yan Hui bought another pack of cigarettes.

After buying it, Yan Hui opened a pack of cigarettes and handed it to the store owner: "Brother, you have worked hard these past few days."

"You don't need to buy so much. I should be here these days," the shop owner said a little embarrassedly. He certainly knew why he was not here these days.

"That's a bit awkward," Yan Hui said with a smile. "It's okay. Just go ahead and do what you need to do. I won't blame you."

When Yan Hui said this last sentence, the store owner looked at him extra, but did not refute him.

Shortly after buying the things, Yan Hui returned to his residence and found a place to hide the food.

He lives alone in this place now. Although it is shabby, it is very easy to hide things in it.

After dinner, Yan Hui walked towards the lumberyard.

(End of this chapter)