When Liang Xiaonan went out, he did not look for Wang Chao or Dong Xuejun, but found a guest house to sleep.
She couldn't find Mr. Xie before, so she could stay in the space all day long, but now that she was contacted, she suddenly found out that guy Cao Yuan was secretly following her.
No harm done, but she can no longer disappear in place.
This guest house is named "The First Guest House in Huyang City". It is very large, like a courtyard, with guest rooms on all sides, a kitchen, and a restaurant serving three meals a day.
Liang Xiaonan showed her letter of introduction and asked for a single room. The waiter looked at her several times and said, "8 yuan a day."
Liang Xiaonan nodded. It's a bit expensive, but it's free to live alone.
It costs 8 yuan a day, and there is breakfast. The breakfast is a small card printed on horse manure paper. The top is "Huyang City No. 1 Guest House", the middle says "Breakfast Ticket", and the bottom says 0.06 yuan. Each ticket is a meal.
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Liang Xiaonan thought it was strange, so he spent an extra 6 cents to buy a breakfast coupon and kept it as a souvenir.
The guest house has a large courtyard, with a large circle of fruit trees planted against the wall. The windows are sliding locks, and the sunlight, air, stairs, and ceiling fans are different from all the hotels she has stayed in.
She ignored the scenery and took the washbasin to the water room to wash herself briefly before going to bed.
She slept until one o'clock in the afternoon before she woke up and entered the space.
In the planting space of the Medicine Gate, the ginseng transplanted from the main hall are growing particularly vigorously. They are all hundreds of years old. The ginseng fruits on them are already partially purple-red, plump and moist, and have a fragrant aroma.
She took the bottle and picked the ripe ginseng fruits. Together with the remaining 19 ginseng fruits, she now has almost 200. There are also hundreds of those that are about to mature.
She pinched 6 of them and ate them like jelly beans. She felt energetic, her body was as light as a swallow, and her bones were really strong.
After coming out of the space, she took a backpack, put on a scarf, and went out to the riverside to look for Wang Chao again.
Cao Yuan was sitting on the road outside the guest house until he finally saw Liang Xiaonan coming out, and immediately followed him calmly.
He is an experienced driver and has a lot of experience in dealing with people.
It's not that Liang Xiaonan didn't know, but she didn't hide her traces.
Dong Quanzhu allowed her to trade grain privately. She was confident and wanted to see Cao Yuan's attitude. Will the Jianghu people be moral?
Carrying a backpack on her back, she went to the dilapidated house and looked specifically at the yard where Dong Xuejun took her in and out.
I didn't see Dong Xuejun this time. He couldn't possibly be squatting here all day long.
There was movement in Wang Chao's yard.
She "saw" two people in the yard through the wall, one was Wang Chao, and the other was younger. She didn't know if he was his brother or someone else.
"Tuk-tuk" knocks on the door.
Immediately there was no movement at all in the yard.
Liang Xiaonan "saw" Wang Chao and the boy hiding behind a wall. He kept his voice quiet and wanted to laugh for no reason.
I simply opened the door, stood in the yard and shouted: "Is there anyone there?"
Wang Chao looked over from the gap in the wall and saw only a lesbian carrying a basket. It was strange, how could a woman find this place with a basket on her back?
Resolutely remain silent.
"I have garlic." In addition to the function of seeing through the wall, Liang Xiaonan can also scan the surrounding living things.
In other words, she is now a moving radar!
She shouted so openly that she was going to die!
Wang Chao couldn't help but come out from behind the wall and said, "Who are you? What are you yelling about... Oops, I remembered, you exchanged potatoes for something last time."
Wang Chao said with joy and frustration, "All my things have been taken away and are gone."
Liang Xiaonan said: "Have you got anything good lately? I have garlic!"
Wang Chao's eyes lit up: "Do you really have garlic?"
"Look, this is a sample." She put down the basket on her back and opened the straw mat on it. Inside was half a basket of white and large garlic heads, which were still new.
Wang Chao's eyes immediately lit up with excitement: "How do you want to change it?"
"It depends on what you have. Garlic is in short supply right now, and the expensive ones can cost more than 10 yuan."
Liang Xiaonan simply made up a number, but Wang Chao didn't object. He was in the black market, so he naturally knew that the black market price was purely based on voluntary consent, and the price would definitely be more than ten yuan.
"I haven't got anything good right now. I only have a few pots, pots, tables, chairs and benches. I wonder if you can take a fancy to them."
Wang Chao himself was really unsure. What should I say about those things? There were people who liked them very much in the past, but now they would have a bad ending if they were caught. His cousin was arrested because he was falsely accused of secretly hiding a batch of valuable collections.
"You have to ask me to take a look. Is it an old thing?"
"It's an old thing, but these things may be hot to the touch. I have a 90% new Feige bicycle, do you want it?"
Not to mention bicycles that are 90% new or brand new, she has no shortage of bicycles. She wants to see the bottles and cans, which will be priceless treasures in the future.
"I'll take a look first and then talk."
Wang Chao said you come with me!
He walked over and called out the boy. The boy looked similar to Liang Xiaobei. He was thin and frail, but looked very well-educated.
"Hello, sister," he said with a smile, "my name is Zhao Junqi."
Wang Chao looked at him, then at Liang Xiaonan, but said nothing. In fact, he did not support Zhao Junqi working with him. He was too simple. How could he reveal his real name at the first opening?
A few people go out together, no one cares, they are all empty-handed, and they are not allowed to walk together in broad daylight?
They took the bus for a while, walking through streets and alleys, and finally stopped in an ordinary-looking small courtyard near the suburbs.
Zhao Junqi opened the door, and Liang Xiaonan realized that this was actually Zhao Junqi's house.
There are piles of weeds in the yard. There are a few old pieces of furniture in the house, which are Ming-style mahogany furniture. There are also a few Kaiyuan Tongbao coins. They are in good condition, but this kind of money will not be valuable in the future.
Liang Xiaonan looked at Zhao Junqi and then at Wang Chao, and said, "I have collected these pieces of furniture."
Zhao Junqi asked her how much food she would give her?
"How much do you want?" Liang Xiaonan felt that this business was very small and wanted to ask Wang Chao to speak on his own.
"200 jins of soybeans and 100 jins of garlic." Wang Chao quoted this price just to get Liang Xiaonan to counter-offer.
Liang Xiaonan went to look at the pieces of furniture again and sighed in his heart: The old furniture outside had been almost destroyed, and what was left were all treasures.
But now these things are hot potatoes. You can’t hide them, throw them away, or sell them. Who wants to take them? Are you kidding me?
So many pieces are only worth 200 kilograms of soybeans and 100 kilograms of garlic, and that’s because Wang Chao raised the price arbitrarily!
"Okay, let's pay according to the price you said!" She said, "I will notify people to deliver the grain and garlic later."
Zhao Junqi and Wang Chao were both shocked. Zhao Junqi blinked twice: "Sister, don't you bargain?"
"No more cutting," Liang Xiaonan looked at him and said, "I think you may be in urgent need of soybeans and garlic, and you are using them to save your life, right?"
"Ah, sister, how did you know?" Zhao Junqi said excitedly.
Wang Chao frowned, looked at Zhao Junqi and then at Liang Xiaonan. He didn't know what to say. People who come to the underground trade, even heroes, are traitors. Who cares about friendship? Who among the five good young people goes to the black market?