"Whew, fragrant!"
Li Kuiyong happily drank his mutton soup and asked, "You finally have time to chat with us, Brother Yan. How's Guangzhou?"
"It's definitely better than here. There are lots of tall buildings, and you can tell at a glance that people have money. They're much wealthier than us. The Canton Fair was lively too. Every few steps, you'd see a foreigner, babbling away in some incomprehensible language."
Wang Yan said, "No need to envy them. When it's time to deliver the goods, come with me. We brothers can go to Hong Kong Island and broaden our horizons."
"Brother Yan, do you think the few of us could go?" Zhong Yuemin asked with a shameless, grinning laugh.
"Don't ask me. Isn't the director of the county Educated Youth Office one of your father's old subordinates? Mention it to him and have him put you two on the delivery team. They'll need at least ten or twenty people, so both you and Zheng Tong can go."
"We can go, sure, but can we go to Hong Kong Island?"
"That depends on whether you want to." Wang Yan smiled. "You could even sneak across. Peng Yunliang told me plenty of people have smuggled themselves over; once they get there, they spend a little money and get an identity arranged. Of course, if you don't come back after going over, the county officials will be the ones in trouble."
"Of course we'd come back," Zheng Tong said. "No matter how good it is outside, it can't compare to home."
Zhong Yuemin nodded repeatedly. "Right, right, right. We brothers just want to get out and see the world. If we can make a little money while we're at it, even better. Brother Yan, you agreed so readily—you must be going there to make