Liu Genshan lived in a large compound in South City, an old widower without children, who survived by collecting swill.
Rotten leftovers piled up at closed restaurant entrances; he'd haul these out to nearby villages, selling them to pig farmers for a meager ration.
Due to the overwhelming stench, he'd often start work early, dragging a shabby cart to load the swill from each restaurant into large barrels, then haul them out of the city…
Ruan Fengshan was fretting when he suddenly saw a shadow on the road, pulling a ramshackle cart, staggering toward him. The large wooden barrel on the cart was greasy and reeked unbearably...
Ruan Fengshan turned to Luan Jingfu and said, "Find a way to get out of the city yourself. Don't alert the constables signaling at the gate, or I'll kill you."
"Yes, Squad Leader!" At this moment, Luan Jingfu's demeanor was obedient like a servant.
