Chapter 463 The historian who dug out the old house
"Would you like to have dinner at my place before leaving?" Wei Ran asked, carrying all the photos about the Makar family to the long table in the hall on the first floor.
Gorman picked up a close-up of his grandson and looked at it, "The photo is really good, but the main thing is that my grandson is good-looking."
"Your own grandson, everything you say is right." Wei Ran shook his head and asked again, "What are you going to eat? I'll make it."
"No"
Gorman changed the photo and said, "You just came back, so you should take a good rest, and I have to go back to the forest farm to continue teaching Ji Ma."
"How's his progress?" Wei Ran poured himself a cup of coffee and asked without anything to say.
"That little bastard seems to be really fascinated by your classmate Maya."
Gorman put down the photo in his hand and said, dumbfounded, "It's no exaggeration. His current state is as serious and hard-working as when you were in class."
"It's not a bad thing..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice before asking, "Gorman, I have a question I don't know whether I should ask."
"If you don't know whether to ask, the best option is not to ask."
Gorman smiled after speaking, "But I'm in a good mood now, so you can try asking. If you really shouldn't ask, I can pretend I didn't hear you."
Hearing this, Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked tentatively, "That Maya... what is her identity?"
"You like Maya too?" Gorman asked with raised eyebrows, "Don't you have a girlfriend?"
"I'm worried that Jima won't be able to resist Maya, and I'm even more worried that that bastard will cause trouble for him if he provokes people he shouldn't provoke."
"You don't have to worry about this"
Gorman picked up a photo of Makar and his wife again and explained nonchalantly, "Maya is an orphan. Her father died before she was born... and then her mother sent her to
Orphanage, emigrated alone and left the country and never came back. Of course, don’t tell Maya these things, she doesn’t know.”
"Then she is..."
"Her father's friend raised her"
Gorman took the initiative to explain before Wei Ran finished speaking, "Maya majored in psychology at university, and she was planning to continue her master's degree in Kazan. You happened to be here at that time, so she was able to help you by the way.
At the same time, she can get an additional master's degree in history two years after you graduate, which is not a disadvantage to her, right?"
"Really?" Wei Ran looked at Gorman suspiciously.
Gorman spread his hands, "There's nothing you can do if you don't believe me, at least that's what that bastard Culp told me."
"So Ji Ma won't be in any danger?" Wei Ran asked worriedly.
"As long as he doesn't hurt Maya, I think there won't be any danger."
After Gorman finished speaking, he closed the photo album and said, "Okay, if you don't have anything else to ask, I'm going back to Hongqi Forest Farm."
"Last question." Wei Ran stood up and asked, "Where is my mentor Kajik? What is his identity?"
"He?" Gorman smiled, "Victor, don't be suspicious, Kajik is just a university teacher."
"real?"
"of course it's true"
Gorman lit a cigarette again and held it in his mouth. He walked out with the photo album and the large pile of photo frames and continued, "We are human beings and we always need some friends, right?"
Watching Gorman leave alone, Wei Ran stood at the door and stared for a long time, until he decided not to get involved in Jima and Maya's affairs in the future, and then closed the heavy solid wood door.
Since the house was renovated at the end of March, it has been left to smell for more than a month. Although I don’t know how much invisible formaldehyde remains, at least psychologically I feel that this house is suitable for living in.
Already.
After a comfortable bath, Wei Ran, who was still energetic due to jet lag, simply took out the notebook in his suitcase and carefully recorded his experience of the Battle of Guam while lying on the bed.
If nothing else, Time Film Studio most likely has no interest in this story, but for Wei Ran, the stories recorded in the running accounts on the screen and the photos hanging in the empty room on the third floor are all those.
The most unforgettable memory in life is a friend who will never meet again.
After typing the last Chinese character into the screen, Wei Ran closed the document and opened his long-awaited graduation thesis, preparing to take advantage of the jet lag to write as much as he could.
Amidst the crackling sounds of the keyboard, the night outside the window was gradually dyed red by the morning sun. When the sun completely rose, the blue sky also made Wei Ran, who had been busy all night, stop what he was doing.
However, before he could figure out what to eat for breakfast, a slightly older white BMW car honked its horn outside the yard.
Glancing at the car outside through the window, Wei Ran quickly walked out of the door and greeted it.
"Are you really at home?" Kajik, Weiran's cheap tutor, said in surprise, "I thought it was that bastard Jima."
"You don't come here to see me every day, right?" Wei Ran asked, dumbfounded.
"I have to pass the road outside the yard when I go to and from get off work."
Kajik said and pointed to the house behind Wei Ran, "When I passed by just now, I saw lights on inside, so I came over to take a look."
"I just came back yesterday afternoon," Wei Ran asked with a smile, "Would you like to have breakfast together?"
“Just have breakfast”
Kajik shook his head, "But you came back just in time. If you have time today, you can go to school with me. I need some people today."
"Now?" Wei Ran asked in surprise. He still couldn't tell whether the other party really caught the young man by chance, or whether he came to block him after getting the news.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "You can have breakfast first"
As Kajik spoke, he had already started to turn the car around, "But it's best to arrive before ten o'clock in the morning, and remember to drive there. I may need your car to pull something."
Before he finished speaking, Kajik stepped on the accelerator, drove the car onto the road along the river, and disappeared in a flash.
After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran turned around and went back to his room. After changing into clothes that were more convenient for moving around, he emptied the SUV of all the debris and then drove out of the yard and headed straight for the school.
He bought some food and drinks along the way to fill his stomach. When he drove the car into the school and parked it downstairs in Kajik's office, he happened to see his cheap classmate Maya also driving a new car.
An old, but extremely clean light blue van parked on the other side of Kajik's car.
"Long time no see, Victor."
After Maya opened the car door, she stood directly in the cab and leaned out most of her body. She said hello to Wei Ran, who had also just opened the car door, across the BMW car in the middle.
"Maya, long time no see." Wei Ran responded politely.
"Jima is not in your car, is he?" Maya asked.
"No." Wei Ran looked around in an exaggerated manner, and responded jokingly, "There should be no Ji Ma within a radius of ten meters."
"That's good." Maya immediately breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and simply jumped out of the cab and kicked the door, "If I knew you were coming, I wouldn't have to get up early."
Hearing this, Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "I was temporarily pulled over to help. I don't even know what I need to help."
"We are going to buy books" Maya gave an unexpected answer.
"Buy a book?" Wei Ran became more and more puzzled.
"A lot of books"
Maya thought for a while and changed to a more understandable explanation, "There is a library in Yudino upstream that is going to be demolished recently. Someone is selling the books there at a low price. The boss went to get a bargain."
"Why does this sound unreliable?" Wei Ran said with a frown.
"Who cares?" Maya spread her hands indifferently, "There are very few people going to the library now, otherwise the library would not be demolished."
"makes sense"
Wei Ran couldn't help but nodded. It's just like a film camera. Although there are still many people playing with it, it has undoubtedly long since withdrawn from the mainstream and been labeled a "niche".
The library is similar. Today, as the Internet becomes increasingly convenient, too many people go to the library not for the collection of books. In addition, the update speed of the library's collection is far slower than that of the Internet, especially in a small town.
It seemed logical that the library would be demolished.
After they had only chatted for a few words, Kajik had already walked downstairs. He even carried two large thermos bottles and two thermos lunch boxes in his hands.
"Maya, have you brought the extra lunch that Victor prepared?" Kajik asked while putting things in the trunk.
"Bring it here," Maya said, having already picked up a lunch box of a similar style from the car and handed it to Kajik.
After loading all these things into the trunk, Kajik rolled up his sleeves and looked at the time, then got into the cab, "Follow closely, we don't have enough time. Unfortunately, it would be nice if that bastard Jima was here
Well, he will definitely be able to find a lot of little gangsters to help him."
Hearing this, Wei Ran and Maya, who originally wanted to ask something, looked at each other and showed helpless expressions of both laughing and crying. Then they could only get back into the car honestly, followed Kajik and left the school and headed straight out of the city.
direction.
After leaving the city, the three cars drove west along the road along the Volga River for only about ten kilometers before entering Yudino, which is considered a satellite city of Kazan.
However, the leader Kajik did not stop, but continued to drive upstream along the river for another five or six kilometers, and finally slowly stepped on the brakes in a small town standing along the river.
The three cars waited for about ten minutes. A motorcycle parked next to Kajik's car, and the latter also lowered the window. After the two exchanged a few words with each other, the motorcycle drove out suddenly.
, and Kajik also performed a double flash, signaling Wei Ran and Maya behind to follow.
Led by the motorcycle, when they stepped on the brakes again, they had stopped in front of a cement house on the edge of the town, next to the edge of the forest.
This house is not that big, with windows on all four sides on the upper and lower floors, and it only covers an area of 400 square meters at most.
If it was used for living, this house would be considered a good mansion, but if it was used as a library, it would seem a bit shabby. And the reason why it was demolished was because the three of them saw the side of the house facing the forest.
Then I found the answer.
Perhaps it was because of the melting of the permafrost after the beginning of spring, or perhaps because of the recent rains. In short, a huge pine tree more than 20 meters high, together with the soil attached to its roots, was not far away from the edge of the forest, along the
It rushed all the way up the hillside, using the crown of the tree that was still covered with green pine needles to give this old-looking library a hard blow, smashing at least half of the roof and even the walls.
There was a nearly two-meter-long crack on both sides.
"Sergey, let me ask again, are all the books here for sale?" Kajik asked while the old man on a motorcycle opened the door.
"Except for those children's books and various classics, the rest are ready for sale."
The old man named Sergey pushed open the slightly deformed iron door, "As you can see, this old house is too far away from the town, and those who are willing to come here to sit are all high-class people."
Old people and children.
In addition to the accident a week ago, we are planning to demolish this place and move it to the center of the town to build a new library specifically for the elderly and children."
Although the explanation given by the old man named Sergey was a bit long-winded, fortunately it was detailed enough for Wei Ran and the others to figure out the general cause and effect.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But even so, Kajik confirmed again, "So in addition to children's books and various classics, the rest can be sold?"
“As long as the price you give is right”
The old man named Sergey emphasized the most important thing, and then took out three crude-looking construction site helmets from his bag and handed them over, "An additional reminder, this house is not safe at the moment.
So you better be careful."
"Thank you." Kajik took the floppy helmet and put it on his head, and walked in first without paying attention.
"Is this thing useful?" Maya took the helmet and tried to press it. She pressed down a pit without much effort. When she let go, the pit didn't even have the strength to bounce back to its original shape.
"It's better than nothing," Sergey said matter-of-factly.
"I'll give you two thousand rubles and go buy me two of the best helmets."
While Wei Ran was talking, he took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a few large tickets and handed them to the other party, "Remember to buy the best. As long as the quality satisfies me, the rest of the money is yours."
"no problem"
Sergey happily took the money and put it in his pocket. Then he opened the saddlebags on both sides of the motorcycle, took out a riding helmet from inside and walked over. "Its quality is definitely better than a helmet."
, but I can only lend it to you."
"Profiteer!" Maya rolled her eyes and muttered, took the helmet and looked at it, then took off the thin scarf around her neck and wrapped her hair with a look of disgust, then picked a clean one and buckled it on her head.
"Give this one to the boss." Wei Ran handed what Sergey had given him to Maya.
"What about you?" Maya asked as she took the helmet.
"I have it with me in the car."
Before he finished speaking, Wei Ran walked to the car in the distance, quickly took out the helmet from Guam from the metal book, and threw all the cigarettes, poker cards and photos on it into the medical box and put them away.
.
When he got out of the car wearing an American-style helmet with red crosses painted on all sides, Maya was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing, "Victor, what ugly thing are you bringing?"
"Although it's a bit ugly, at least it's strong enough." Wei Ran knocked the helmet on his head carelessly, and then got into the library for the second time.
It can be seen that before being intimately embraced by the big tree outside, this library is definitely considered warm. Not only is there a circle of long tables and benches around the wall, but there is also a table on the table that looks very interesting.
An old-fashioned table lamp with a vintage feel. And on the side near the door, there is a bar selling coffee and milk.
Most of the space in the center of this library is filled with solid wood bookshelves placed one next to another. Even the crucial load-bearing columns are wrapped by obviously tailor-made bookshelves.
Accordingly, the number of books collected here far exceeded Wei Ran's previous expectations. And don't forget, this is only the first floor; he has not even been to the second floor yet.
"Boss, this doesn't look like the size of a small town library." Wei Ran approached the cheap tutor Kajik and whispered in a low voice.
Kajik first raised his eyes to look at Sergey, who had not followed him in at all. Then he took off the inferior helmet on his head, put on the cycling helmet that Maya handed over and buckled it on haphazardly. Then he lowered his voice and spoke calmly.
Explained, "This is certainly not the scale that a small town library should have, otherwise why would I come here specially?"
"Explain, explain?" Wei Ran asked, crawling along the pole.
"Don't worry, let's go to the second floor first."
After Kajik finished speaking, he climbed up the creaking wooden stairs to the second floor.
Compared to the relatively tidy first floor, the situation on the second floor is not so good. Not only have several bookshelves collapsed and all kinds of books are scattered all over the floor, but there is also a hole in the ceiling, and there is also a hole in the ceiling.
A lot of dust was scattered around this opening.
Bending down, he picked up a book about spiritual subjects and flipped through it. Kajik moved to the window and looked at Sergey, an old man smoking on a motorcycle. Then he tried to turn the switch of the lamp on the table.
There was no power supply at all, so he threw the books in his hands on the table and asked with a smile, "Victor, tell me your impression of Kazan."
"Rich in beauty..."
Wei Ran, who almost blurted out, quickly stopped and changed to a standard answer, "It has a long history and developed manufacturing industry."
"What else?" Kajik asked with a smile.
"Rich in beauties"
Maya smiled and said the answer that Wei Ran almost said just now, and then added, "Of course, there seem to be a lot of scumbags."
"Forget it, I shouldn't ask this question."
Kajik shook his head helplessly, lowered his voice slightly and said, "Forget Maya, I don't have high demands on her. Victor, Kazan is most famous for its prison."
"Kazan Prison?!" Weiran finally realized what the cheap instructor Kajik wanted to say, "You mean here..."
"Far away"
Kajik pointed to the railway line outside the window, "There used to be a branch of the Institute of Psychiatry here in the 1970s. Correspondingly, there were also a lot of intellectuals living here."
"You mean, this library was built for those intellectuals?" Maya, who was completely absorbed in the story, asked curiously.
"It's contrary," Wei Ran took over the topic and corrected him, "It should be said that this library was built by those intellectuals."
"You finally act more professional than Maya."
Kajik just nodded with satisfaction, but did not confirm Wei Ran's guess. Instead, he clapped his hands and said, "I used to come to this library often, and this may be the last time. But it's okay.
, I can bring back a lot of books this time. You can browse around in this bookstore first, and remember to help me move the books I picked out later."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before he finished speaking, Kajik walked towards the collapsed bookshelf and carefully rummaged through the pile of old and yellowed books to find what he was interested in.
"Maybe I can find some books that interest me here," Maya said, and walked towards the bookshelf with great interest.
After getting closer to the two people and taking a look, Wei Ran discovered some small details. Maya was interested in books on philosophy, while Kajik was interested in books on social sciences.
In other words, one of them is a tutor majoring in war history, and the other is a postgraduate student in war history, but neither of them reads history books.
Life is such a drama...
Wei Ran muttered to himself dumbfounded, and after briefly browsing the classification boards on the bookshelves, he turned and walked towards the first floor.
After some walking around, he found a bookshelf with history labels. Wei Ran randomly pulled out a book on Soviet history and flipped through it. Then he subconsciously glanced at the kraft paper label card attached to the back cover.
However, just this glance made him widen his eyes. The property rights of the books in such an inconspicuous small town library actually belonged to the Soviet Institute of Military History!
Unbelieving, Wei Ran stuffed the book back into its original position. Wei Ran pulled out another book and flipped over to the last page. It was still affiliated with the Institute of Military History of the Soviet Union!
After taking several books in succession and checking them one by one, Wei Ran ran upstairs in disbelief, picked up the tree that Kajik had just thrown on the table and looked at it. After all, this book did not belong to the Soviet Institute of Military History, but
But it belongs to another even more terrifying institution - the Institute of Forensic Psychiatry!
What is the Institute of Forensic Psychiatry? Simply put, the law considers you mentally ill and in need of treatment.
This is not Soviet-style humor. After all, the cornboy once said such a cruel saying: "Only mentally ill people doubt the bright and beautiful future of the Soviet Union."
And the price behind these cruel words is that those who are suspicious are sent to a mental hospital by the law.
Glancing at Kajik and Maya who were still rummaging through the pile of books, Wei Ran put the books in his hands back to their original places, and then quietly returned to the first floor.
After a moment's hesitation, Wei Ran gritted his teeth and walked out of the library and approached the old man Sergey who was taking a selfie in front of his off-road vehicle.
"I was just taking a picture." Serge put away his phone in embarrassment.
"It's okay, I'm not stopping you from taking photos."
Wei Ran pointed behind him, "Come here and help me estimate the price. I plan to buy all the books on several of the bookshelves. If the price you offer is attractive enough, I can buy all the books you don't need.
.”
"All?" Sergey's eyes widened.
"Except for children's books," Wei Ran smiled and gave a deal range that made the other party's eyes widen.
"If the price is right, children's books can also be sold!" After a brief pause, Sergey gave a more open response than Wei Ran.
"Let's talk about the price first," Wei Ran said casually as he walked back to the library. "The books in this bookstore are old enough to be placed on the bookshelf."
"Damn rich people..." Sergey muttered.
Hearing this, Wei Ran, who had his back turned to him, couldn't help but have a smile on his face. He picked up a tome at random and weighed it, "Sergey, make a price!"
"How about a thousand rubles a book?" Sergey Lion opened his mouth and offered a high price, "There are more than two thousand books here, so I only need..."
"Why don't you say ten thousand rubles a book?"
Wei Ran angrily threw the tome in his hand to the other party, "I'll give you two last chances. If I can accept the price you offer, I don't mind buying all these two thousand copies. If you open it,
I can't accept the price. There are many flea markets nearby. Maybe you can take these books to those flea markets and try your luck."
"How about 800,800 copies?" Sergey asked tentatively.
"This new book of "Fathers and Sons" is only 580 rubles," Wei Ran reminded as he held up his mobile phone to search for the price, which virtually eliminated the distinction between publications and collections.
"Then...580 rubles?"
Sergey gritted his teeth, "550 rubles, this is the lowest price. We still have to rely on selling these old books to build new libraries for children and the elderly."
Hearing this, Wei Ran couldn't help but froze, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "Then press 800... Forget it, just press what you said, one thousand rubles a book. No matter how many books there are, press two
How about Qianben Calculation?”
"Are you crazy?" Kajik exclaimed as he stood at the stairs on the second floor. Even Maya, who leaned out most of her body, looked at Wei Ran like she was a fool.
"Deal! One thousand copies, calculated as two thousand copies!"
Sergey took the initiative to take Wei Ran's hand and shook it hard, and said happily, "Now our library can build an extra layer."
"I am willing to buy these books at this price on condition," Wei Ran reminded with a smile.
"What conditions?" Sergey, who looked happy just now, immediately became nervous again.
"Two things," Wei Ran said with a smile, "First of all, how about giving me those bookshelves and lamps? You will definitely not be able to use these things when you build a new library."
"No problem!" Sergey agreed happily, "What about the second condition?"
"How about you find me a car big enough to hold all these books and bookshelves, and someone to help pack those old books?"
Wei Ran paused and continued, "I will pay an additional 30,000 rubles for this. You just need to help me deliver it to Kaban Lake in Kazan City."
"I'll contact you right away!"
At this time, Sergey completely ignored Kajik and Maya standing on the stairs, ran out of the library in a hurry, and disappeared from the sight of Wei Ran and others on his motorcycle.
"It's great to have money," Kajik said, dumbfounded.
"I just want to help them rebuild a library."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Weiran said with white teeth that he was willing to take the initiative to increase the price back to the original price to buy some used books. He indeed wanted to help build the library out of kindness.
The factors are inside.
But on the other hand, although the big house that Daria lent to her has been renovated now, the bookshelves on the first floor are all empty, and these old books just fit in.
The most important thing is that the value of these well-established books is not low. Even if they cost a thousand rubles each, and even if this amount is mixed with some children's books, he still can't lose a lot of money. It's nothing more than real money.
, one is just a collection that may not be liquidated at any time.
And no matter what, I have the title of a historian, and I need some things to decorate my appearance. Otherwise, I can’t point to the empty bookshelf and tell others that those historical stories were dug out of archives, right?
?
As for the money spent...the bonus of 50,000 euros has been given, so what's left of it? Of course, if it should be painful, it must be painful.
"It seems our trip was in vain." Kajik and Maya looked at each other and smiled bitterly, "If I had known better, I shouldn't have brought you here."
"I just bought them all, but I didn't say they were all mine."
Wei Ran said generously, "You can do it before loading or after loading. You have enough time to pick out the books you like and take them away. Consider them my gifts to you."
Kajik and Maya looked at each other again, and then sighed in disinterest, "You bastard ruined the few fun I had."
"How about I call Sergey back?" Wei Ran asked happily, not taking the other party's words seriously at all.
“You don’t have to call me back”
Kajik waved his hand dissatisfied, "It's not bad if you buy all these books. It's much better than being torn apart. And I can save the choice. Thinking about it this way, I don't even need to prepare a place to store the books.
, as long as I go to you when I need it."
"Welcome anytime," Wei Ran agreed with a smile.
"I will go there often in the future." Maya spread her hands, "Of course, provided Jima is not waiting for me there."
"Actually, Jima is..."
"Jima is indeed a good young man," Kajik made an unexpected comment before Wei Ran finished speaking.
Seeing Wei Ran and Maya both looking at him as if they had seen a ghost, Kajik spread his hands innocently, "At least he helped me fix the abnormal noise in the engine of that car, and last month he also helped me replace the refrigerator at home with
I got new ones, even the massage chairs in the office were given by him.”
"Didn't you say it was bought by the school?" Maya asked dully.
"How could the school buy something like that?"
Kajik said matter-of-factly, "I don't have to worry about him wanting to marry me and have children, so why can't he accept it? And I didn't promise him anything."
"This genius..."
"This bastard!"
Wei Ran and Maya gave completely different evaluations in no particular order. As for whether this evaluation was for Kajik or Jima, I am afraid only they know clearly.
While they were chatting, Sergey had already driven over on his motorcycle with a box truck. Behind the truck, there were more than a dozen people riding motorcycles or riding bicycles.
The bike guy was even followed by a slow forklift at the end!
After all these people were in place, Wei Ran cleared his throat and said, "First of all, I don't want any entertainment magazines, nor do I want books written after 1995. The remaining books should be packed according to the categories on the bookshelf. Remember to use them before packing.
Wrap the newspaper carefully so that it doesn't get damaged."
"Leave it to us!"
Before Sergei finished speaking, he had already unloaded a sack from the motorcycle and poured out all the helmets inside. After waiting for the young men to pick up their helmets, he personally took them into the library.
With the help of these dozen people, and under the supervision of Weiran and Kajik, the bookshelves were emptied and loaded into trucks one after another, and the space on the first floor became wider at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Compared with these highly motivated porters, the three Weirans each carried a large insulated lunch box and puffed out their cheeks while enjoying the rich Georgian food. Even from time to time, Maya would pick up Kajik to bring
The two large thermos bottles provided each of them with a cup of hot coffee with milk, or iced orange juice.
The busy moving work lasted until four o'clock in the afternoon, when all the books and bookshelves, as well as the old-fashioned desk lamps that Wei Ran requested, were all loaded into the truck.
Also loaded into the truck were more than a dozen boxes of old books that had been replaced by other books in previous years due to lack of shelf space. In Sergey’s words, if it hadn’t been for this cleanup, even he, the library manager, would
The staff almost forgot that those books existed.
Of course, in addition to these unexpectedly discovered old books, Sergey also found a box full of vodka and a Nagant revolver in a cabinet that had been locked for an unknown period of time.
The old books he gave to Wei Ran as a favor, but the vodka and the pistol were treated as if they were treasures. He quietly hid them all in the saddlebag of his motorcycle and locked them.
After a final check to make sure there was nothing of interest, Wei Ran locked the cargo door of the box truck himself, and then invited the old man named Sergey to get on his off-road vehicle.
The used books bought at a high price were driven straight into the large yard beside Kaban Lake.
As for Kajik and Maya, the teacher and student were each smarter than the other. They had made a tacit agreement to part ways before entering the city, making it clear that they did not plan to come over and work as free porters for him.
Fortunately, in addition to Sergey, there were finally a few young men in charge of unloading the truck, and a middle-aged man who was said to be their local policeman.
Together with the truck driver and Wei Yan, everyone was busy until the sun went down, and then everything was moved into the hall on the first floor.
Finally, under the witness of the policeman, he paid the price in full and sent the other party out of the courtyard. Wei Ran, who had not slept for 24 hours, immediately locked the door of the courtyard door and yawned as he walked to the bathroom.
As for the piles of old papers that filled the floor on the first floor, we will naturally wait until we wake up.
