Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

The war escalated instantly!

Fermented fish entrails, chicken and duck feathers, and rotten vegetable leaves fell from the sky.

Ah Shui overestimated the anger of the protesters and thought that when people were in such a rage, they should just ignore everything.

In fact, just as those people rushed to the supermarket entrance, a downpour drove them away.

I don’t know how many people knelt on the ground and vomited with the messy garbage on their heads.

You know, the people in the parade were stunned by the smell. The smell was totally unbearable for humans.

Ah Shui was dumbfounded when seeing this and could only take the lead in rushing through the rolling door. However, the rolling door of Zeng Wangcai's supermarket looked similar to other rolling doors, but it was much sturdier.

I finally managed to destroy the rolling shutter door with a pile of garbage, and found an iron door inside.

Well, I can’t get in.

A Shui led his men forward under heavy bombardment, thinking that this would not work as it would not achieve the goal of expanding the conflict.

"If they dare to hit us, we will hit them..." A real marcher inadvertently spoke up and gave Ah Shui inspiration.

"Yes, let's smash it back!" A Shui yelled, and immediately went to find a trash can.

After a while, A Shui and his younger brother dragged over a trash can.

When I opened the trash can, wow, there was something!

So, a garbage war began, and people had a lot of fun throwing garbage upstairs and downstairs.

Mrs. Qian, who was standing nearby, saw this and got anxious: "These damn people threw away all my bottles..."

I don’t know about the elderly people in other places, but the elderly people in Jiangdao are actually the same as those in our mainland. Many of them moved here from here and are used to hardship.

So, no matter how better their lives are, these elderly people will still live frugally.

In terms of picking up bottles and selling them for money, Jiangdao is ahead of the mainland.

Because there are many people visiting Temple Street, there are relatively more discarded water bottles, so a group of elderly people like Qian Po usually recycle the bottles.

In addition to bottles, vegetable leaves from the supermarket are also one of the items that Qian Po and her team recycle.

A Shui led his men to smash the trash cans, and the ammunition was soon used up. He immediately led his men to continue pulling the trash cans, and others followed suit.

This time it took a little longer and when I got back to the trash can, I opened it and…the bottle was gone.

"Where's the damn bottle?" Ah Shui's hand, which was reaching for the ammunition, paused.

In the last round of battle, water bottle was the most popular weapon, no doubt about it.

Firstly, the noise made by smashing water bottles is loud, and if there is water in them, it can also break the glass on the upper floor; secondly, everyone subconsciously puts smelly garbage on the table.

But now, there are only a few pieces of trash left in the trash can, and no bottles at all.

Ah Shui looked up in the direction of other trash cans, and saw Qian Po who was urgently getting work clothes. Qian Po hooked a water bottle out of the trash can with a stick, turned around and grinned at Ah Shui.

"Damn it, someone is snatching the bottles..." Ah Shui almost couldn't catch his breath.

How to do?

How can we fight this battle without any more ammunition?

Ah Shui couldn't let the intensity of the fight decrease, he hardened his heart, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, picked up a sticky ball on the ground, he didn't know what it was, it was definitely thrown down from the upstairs, and threw it back at the upstairs.

Haw!

A security guard was hit.

"Wahahahaha, that guy got hit, it really made me feel better."

"Oh, heaven and earth, who is the one who gave me this anger?"

"This is a good idea, using local materials..."

The garbage war escalated, and Zeng Wangcai and his colleagues soon tasted the bitter fruit.

"Damn it!" Zeng Wangcai ducked his head to avoid a pile of garbage, squatted down, took out a helmet and put it on, "Get your equipment, everyone, get your equipment."

Click!

A new-age warrior wearing a helmet appears.

When the people below saw this, they became even angrier. Damn, you guys came prepared.

This won’t do. We can’t bear this loss. We must not let them have it easy.

As a result, the people below fought back even more fiercely.

Neither side expected this situation, but Zeng Wangcai thought it was a good idea. This way, he could save face and vent his anger. It would be easier to resolve the situation that way. As long as no one was killed or injured, everything else would be a small matter.

But soon, a new problem arose...not enough ammunition!

Although supermarkets store a lot of garbage, it cannot withstand unlimited consumption.

Even if Zeng Wangcai and his men wanted to pick up the spoils and fight back like the people downstairs, it would be impossible because not all of the people downstairs had good aim.

There are many people and a large area downstairs, so there is no need to aim at all, so the people downstairs have no ammunition anxiety.

Some of them picked up the garbage from the ground, while others directly picked it off their faces in fight back.

"Hurry, hurry, keep looking for trash!" Zeng Wangcai turned around and yelled at the empty trash can.

"Report to the big brother, the garbage has been used up!" Little Leopard responded with his head down and roared.

Poor little leopard never flinched on a real battlefield, but now he had to dodge. There was no other way, the garbage hitting his helmet blocked his vision.

"Then take the vegetables, take the fish, take the eggs, no matter how many there are, just take whatever you can throw at people."

"yes, Sir!"

Some people went downstairs to transport ammunition, because the fresh food was all on the first floor, so they needed to be carried.

But there is strength in numbers, and soon baskets of fresh vegetables, baskets of fish, and plates of eggs were brought up.

"Attack, Fei'er is furious..." Zeng Wangcai took out a cabbage and smashed it down.

puff!

One person was hit so hard that he felt dizzy and turned around to pick up the cabbage and return it.

The battle escalated again, and no one cared about the garbage. Cabbages and fish were flying up and down.

At the same time, Qian Po and her team of bottle collectors had already emptied the trash cans on the street.

"Ouch, are you throwing away the vegetables?" A round cabbage happened to roll under Grandma Qian's feet. Grandma Qian picked it up and looked at it. "It's a fresh cabbage, but you're throwing it away. Isn't it a pity?"

"Mrs. Qian, look, there's a fish! Oh, it's a grouper. It weighs two kilograms and it's still alive..." An old lady shouted, pointing at the fish bouncing on the ground not far away.

Qian Po doesn't shout, she takes action directly.

I saw Grandma Qian rushed forward and bent down to pick up the fish. At this time, the guy who was hit by the fish also wanted to pick up the fish.

So, both hands pressed down on the unfortunate water-deprived grouper at the same time.

"Hey, old beggar woman, what are you doing?" The guy whose face was bruised and swollen by the fish was very angry and was not willing to let go.

"Young man, you have no manners at all. Fish are for eating, not smashing. Let go!" Grandma Qian did not give in at all.

"It's you who let go. I was hit like this, shouldn't I hit back? You just tried to steal the bottle from us, and now you're trying to steal the fish? Let go, or I'll hit you."

"Scare me? I'll beat you to death..."

"Ouch!"

Qian Po won the battle with the stick she used to hook the water bottle and successfully caught a grouper.

Now there was chaos. When the other elderly people saw that Grandma Qian had picked up a fish for no reason, they went crazy and joined the parade.

The people marching were standing, but these old people were lying down. Not only could they not be hit by anything, but they also immediately put any valuable items they found on the ground into their woven bags.

Ah Shui and his men hadn't realized that their team had expanded, but as they fought, they suddenly realized that they were running out of ammunition...

I was hit on the head by a fish just now, and when I lowered my head... the fish was gone!

This was the situation until a small accident occurred.

"Old beggar woman, it's ok that you stole my fish just now, but now you're trying to steal my chicken? I got this chicken first..." What a coincidence, the guy who was in the battle just now encountered Qian Po again.

Both of them fell in love with a chicken at the same time.