Chapter 352 The person blocking the way took the proof that Zhou Dazhong handed over, examined it carefully, and, seeing no issues, asked, “Comrade, are you here to purchase goods from our village?” Zhou Dazhong quickly stepped forward and offered the two men a couple of cigarettes. As the saying goes, cigarettes build bridges and liquor paves roads. The two men took the cigarettes and, at a glance, saw that they were Da Qianmen, a brand usually smoked by cadres in the capital. Without any…