48 Hours a Day

“Your job is simple, come here every morning at 1: 30, drive me to Tsukiji Fish Market, wait for me to get there, then pull me back here with the cargo, wait for me to pick up the cargo, send you to a designated location, this day's work is done, understand, kid? ”

“Late night?! Do I still have time to sleep after all this?” Zhang Heng frowned.

Takeda also grinned, revealing a bite of yellow teeth, "That depends on how fast you deliver. Okay, do you have any other questions? ”

“I have one last question. ”

“Hmm?”

“You're gonna help me get my driver's license first, right? ”

Takeda Chu's smile on his face was completely coagulated at this moment, "What did you just say, say it again?! ”

“I don't have a driver's license. If I'm going to deliver it for you, I'll have to get my driver's license first.” Zhang Hengzheng told the truth.

“ ………… ”

“You didn't even have a driver's license to come to me to learn how to drive?!” Takeda is completely defeated, "brother, are you kidding me? Why would someone who hasn't even touched the steering wheel be so interested in underground racing? ”

“I'm not interested in underground racing, but for some inconvenient reason I do need to enter. ”

Takeda also stared at Zhang Heng, squeezing out of his teeth for a minute, "Then you can only pray for your fast police car. ”

…………

Tokyo in the middle of the night is still very different from the day.

The vast majority of people were asleep at 12 o'clock, only a few windows were lit sporadically in the residential building near the street, Zhang Heng departed from school to take the last subway, the cabin was a little empty, only a few sleepy social animals with white collars and a woman with makeup on her PR.

He got off at the terminal and then walked a long way before finally arriving at the aquaculture store.

Takeda Chu is rare to get up seriously. Instead of sleeping upstairs, he squatted in the shop and picked out various orders.

When I heard the footsteps behind me, I didn't look up, just said, "Give me five more minutes. ”

Five minutes later, he got up, picked up the two crabs that had just died and put them on with grass rope, threw a set of keys into Zhang Heng's hand, hummed, "Follow me. ”

Two people walked out of the aquaculture store and came to a small open-air parking lot not far away. Takeda also swayed the iron door. A moment later, the light in the duty room cooled down. An old man with a rickety body walked over dressed and unlocked the iron lock on the door.

Takeda also smiled at the old man, handed the two dead crabs to each other, and then pointed at Zhang Heng and said something.

The old man was happy to take over the dead crab, the wrinkles on his face spread, looked at Zhang Heng Heng next to him and nodded at him kindly.

“Mr. Crab, honestly, I don't know what his real name is, it doesn't matter anyway, nobody cares about that kind of thing, his wife died a long time ago, his son and daughter have not contacted him since he left the country, found a living place to feed themselves in the parking lot, we have an old friend, I gave him the crab that he just died and couldn't sell, he asked me to park here for free, besides, I have introduced you to him, in the future you can drive directly here to return the car. ”

“Which car is it? ”

Zhang Heng's eyes swept across the parking lot and eventually landed on a golden bread in the corner, picking out his eyebrows.

“Beautiful, isn't it? Mitsubishi Generation II L300 (Delica), launched in 1982, is the first 4WD van in Japan.” As soon as we talked about the car, Takeda was like a different person, without the decadent uncle, lit a cigarette, touched the body, “4D56 diesel 2.5 engine, the same chassis system as Pagillo, enough to cope with the harsh climate and bad road conditions, giving the district van the performance of a Land Cruiser...”

“1982 car? Are you sure it's still working?” Zhang Heng expressed doubts about this.

“Rest assured, I found it in a vehicle scrap yard, it has been modified by me, 4WD to 2WD, which is definitely better in terms of stability, but 4WD will increase the weight of the body, stability is too good for the driver, and too much oil. ”

“... most importantly, I fixed the tape player in the car.” Takeda also opened the co-pilot's door and sat on it, provoking the tape.

Zhang Hengmei also had to climb into the driving. When he returned in the morning, he raided his driving knowledge urgently, relying mainly on videos and illustrations found online. In addition, he also played a small game of simulated driving on his phone and all the way on the subway, so now he is... still not sure.

Zhang Heng also inserted Takeda's car keys into the keyhole and turned it three times before lighting the fire.

The latter ignored him altogether. After the car started, he couldn't wait to plug the tape of Chuck and the bird into the tape player. The next moment, the car just drove less than five meters out of a brake, and Takeda's head directly hit the glove box in front of the seat.

Zhang Hengshen's color remained the same, “Sorry, clutch stepped wrong. ”

While he was talking, he hung the gearboard on the fifth gear.

“ ………… ”

“When you go to the car race one day, be sure to tell me that I will buy you an insurance policy, and the beneficiary will fill out my own, which is really a loss for you.” Takeda Chu also turned off the tape player, “Starting in 1st gear, left foot clutch stepped to bottom, right foot gently throttle...”

Three minutes later, Zhang Heng drove out of the parking lot with the L300 dangling, slowly hitting a side fire hydrant under Mr. Crab's attention.

Good thing it's early in the morning, there's no cars outside.

Zhang Heng drove the L300 onto the road in a twisted manner, then looked at Takeda Chu beside him and honestly fastened his seat belt.

Fifteen minutes of driving Zhang Hengzu drove for 25 minutes, turning off the flame five times, running two red lights, and riding along a road, but at the end of the day it was a success to reach the destination.

Tsukiji Fish Market is the largest fish market in Japan and the world, not just in Tokyo, where fishermen from all over Japan send their captured seafood for sale. At its peak, 3,200 tons of seafood are sold here every day, valued at 3 billion yen, and more than 60,000 wholesalers visit every day, choosing bids for their favorite goods. For them, this is not only a market, but also a battlefield.

Zhang Heng pulled up his hand and Takeda Chu was going to say something, but for a few seconds his mind was still blank and he just threw down the sentence “Wait here for me.” He opened the door and jumped, saying hello to a colleague who was probably acquainted. He took out a pack of cigarettes and walked toward the front door as they smoked.

Takeda also came back an hour later, and he followed a forklift with a crate of seafood of his choice. What surprised him was that Zhang Heng did not take advantage of this time to make up for his senses, but continued to try the L300 in the vicinity, a marked improvement over his astringent driving skills.

But Takeda Chu didn't say anything, just darkened a face, "Come down and load it together. ”