"What? Two small yellow croakers? This little bitch has a really big appetite!"
After hearing what Wang Fengxian said, Lao Hei let go of Wang Fengxian and slapped the side of the bed with his face, his face so gloomy that it could drip.
"Do you know where she lives? Why don't I sneak in tonight and put a knife on her neck? I won't believe it. She still dares to open her mouth."
Hearing this, Wang Fengxian shivered with fright.
She knew that Lao Hei was ruthless and could indeed do this.
Although Wang Fengxian boarded Lao Hei's pirate ship, she still had some conscience. She quickly took Lao Hei's hand and said, "Don't, that girl Qin Jingru is also a brainless girl. If her temper really gets worse, she would rather die than die."
From then on, we will be caught blind. Our goal is to complete the task quickly, then take a boat to go overseas, and live a free and easy life from now on."
Lao Hei frowned but didn't say anything.
Wang Fengxian looked at Lao Hei in surprise: "You, you don't even have two small yellow croakers, do you?"
"How is this possible? Hahaha, absolutely impossible!" Lao Hei smiled awkwardly, stood up and patted his chest and said: "Our organization is very strong. We allocate activity funds on time every month. How is it possible?
We will be short of money!"
"That's enough, it's just two small yellow croakers. Once we get the information, the reward we can get must be at least hundreds of small yellow croakers, right?" Wang Fengxian looked at Lao Hei tentatively.
Lao Hei nodded heavily: "Of course, the superiors have already said that as long as we bring the information, we can get at least fifty kilograms of gold."
Wang Fengxian breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Lao Hei's calm expression.
After she was liberated, she could have left the organization and started a new life, but just to live a prosperous and wealthy life, she went all the way to darkness.
How sad it would be if all the chickens and eggs are defeated by then!
The old black man spoke firmly, but felt a little weak in his heart.
The reason is very simple. Now he can't even take out one, let alone two small yellow croakers.
The material transportation channels of his organization have been destroyed long ago, and he has not been able to receive his "salary" for half a year.
In the past six months, Lao Hei has been able to make ends meet by selling off his previous inventory.
Now I need two small yellow croakers at once, where should I get them?
Lao Hei suddenly lost interest, hurriedly finished the fixed project, got dressed, and left the house with his hands behind his back.
Outside the house, Carpenter Zhou was still squatting at the door smoking. When he saw Lao Hei coming out, his body visibly collapsed, his head lowered and he remained silent.
Carpenter Zhou's attitude made Lao Hei very satisfied. He spat, cursed "trash" and left with square steps.
Carpenter Zhou's teeth chattered as he slowly stood up and entered the house step by step.
At this time, Wang Fengxian had finished cleaning up and was lying on the bed, sobbing softly. Her delicate look made Zhou Carpenter feel pain in his heart.
He walked over, gently held Wang Fengxian in his arms, and said through gritted teeth: "Daughter-in-law, if this continues, sooner or later I won't be able to stand it anymore. If I don't wait until next time, I'll add some poison to his tea bowl. It just happened a while ago."
The street office is exterminating rats, and every household has been given a packet of poison, but ours has not been used yet."
Wang Fengxian raised her arms, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, and shook her head: "Lao Zhou, Lao Hei is very vigilant, haven't you noticed? Ever since he entered our house, he has not touched any water, not even the food you gave him.
He didn't even taste the bowl of egg tea."
"Then, then I will hide in the dark and kill him with a knife. We have a bayonet at home, which I picked up on the street."
"Old Zhou, now our plan will be successful soon, you can just wait for a while longer." Wang Fengxian looked a little nervous after hearing this, and reached out to grab Lao Zhou's hand.
After her identity was exposed, Wang Fengxian made a plan to hold off Carpenter Zhou. Once the information was obtained, the two of them would join forces to kill Lao Hei and take the information to the other side to collect the credit.
Anyway, those people on the other side recognize the information but not the person.
Carpenter Zhou looked at Wang Fengxian with pity: "I just want to wrong you..."
"For our future, I am willing!"
Wang Fengxian felt relieved when she saw Carpenter Zhou taking advantage of the trap again.
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The other side.
Lao Hei returned to a farmhouse on the outskirts of the city in the dark and began to search through boxes and cabinets.
Don't tell me, hard work paid off and he actually found me.
That is a jade pendant.
The jade pendant is made of sapphire, which is fine and translucent. It has a slightly hooked beak, a double crown on the top of its head, a cocked tail, and a bifurcation at the end. The overall shape is elegant and intricately carved.
Under the illumination of the light, the jade pendant exudes a historical charm. Playing in your hands, it seems that you have traveled through the long river of history.
Lao Hei rubbed the jade pendant with a look of reluctance on his face.
This phoenix-shaped jade pendant was awarded to him from the top for completing the organization's tasks that year.
The jade pendant was unearthed from a tomb in the Western Zhou Dynasty, which is enough to prove its value. What's even more incredible is that there is a phoenix carved on this jade pendant.
As we all know, during the Western Zhou Dynasty, the image of the phoenix was beautified to the extreme and deified to its peak.
The phoenix bird became a symbol of the rule of the Western Zhou Dynasty.
After Lao Hei got the jade pendant, he asked several antiquities professors to appraise it. Those professors and scholars unanimously affirmed that the jade pendant could be called a national treasure.
Therefore, in the chaotic period that followed, whether Lao Hei was driven away in a hurry or was in a desperate situation, he hid this jade pendant in a secret place.
For him, this jade pendant is like his life. He can lose his life, but he cannot lose the jade pendant.
It's just that this jade pendant is his only valuable thing now. If he doesn't take it out, there will be no way to get the information.
After careful consideration, Lao Hei decided to take the jade pendant to the pigeon market and sell it.
Because no matter how precious this jade pendant is, it will be of no use in the country. Even if it is discovered by others, it will cause big trouble.
then.
Lao Hei decided to slander and go to Pigeon Market.
He was also an old connoisseur. He woke up on time at 2:30 in the morning, changed into a ragged cotton-padded jacket, took out a ragged felt hat from the cabinet, and found a pair of cotton gauze masks to put on his face.
After making sure that his whole body was wrapped tightly and that there was no flaw, Lao Hei opened the door and stepped into the cold wind.
It was dark outside at this time. The farmhouse was located in the suburbs and was even quieter than in the city. Only one or two dogs barking could be heard.
This is more conducive to Lao Hei's actions.
Half an hour later, he arrived at Pigeon Market successfully.
The pigeon market is the same as before. The stall owner puts the samples of the goods on the newspaper in front of him, puts a lantern next to him, and curls up next to keep warm, waiting for customers to come.
Rice, millet, corn noodles, roosters, old hens... Recently, as the control of supplies has become stricter, the supplies in the pigeon market are richer than before, and more and more people come to the pigeon market to buy and sell goods.
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Lao Hei shuttled among the crowd, but his eyes kept scanning. What he was looking for was the antique dealer in the pigeon market.
Antique dealers are an unwelcome presence in the pigeon market.
Under normal circumstances, the street authorities will turn a blind eye to the buying and selling of grain, food stamps, and coupons in the pigeon market.
No one will care about someone who doesn’t have enough food to eat.
However, the sale and purchase of weapons and antiques are strictly investigated. Once they hear that there is an antique dealer, the street office will organize personnel to come and clean it up.
Therefore, people who buy and sell goods in the pigeon market also hate antique dealers.
After all, no one was doing business properly and was cleaned up.
Antique dealers also know this, and they usually hide it deeply, just like normal stall holders, making it difficult for ordinary people to spot it.
But this is not a problem for Lao Hei. After all, he has been engaged in secret work for so many years and has powers of observation beyond ordinary people.
Soon, Lao Hei discovered a person suspected of being an antique dealer among the vendors.
The man was squatting on the horse just like any other stall owner. There was a little millet on the newspaper in front of him. The golden millet looked glittering under the light.
From the outside, he looked like a millet seller, but whenever a customer came to inquire, the price he gave was always 20% higher than the market price, so for half an hour, no business was completed.
This only shows that he is not selling millet, and he must have other motives for setting up a stall in the pigeon market.
and.
There was also an indescribable smell coming from his body, which was inexplicable and unclear.
Lao Hei observed carefully for a moment, confirmed his suspicion, walked over slowly, and squatted in front of the stall.
Pigeon Market couldn't speak, so Lao Hei directly made an inquiry gesture.
The vendor returned the gesture. The price was already 20% higher than the price in the market, and then he was about to lower his head and continue to prepare for sleep.
Unexpectedly, Lao Hei made a fist-clasping gesture. His expression was stunned, his body swayed, and he almost fell off the Mazar stool.
The vendor looked at Lao Hei up and down and tried to make a weird gesture. This gesture was composed of more than ten gestures and looked very complicated.
A joyful light flashed in Lao Hei's eyes, and he also made a strange gesture.
The vendor nodded at Lao Hei, packed up the goods on the floor, tucked them under his arm, turned around and walked out of the pigeon market.
Lao Hei stood up, looked around, and found that no one noticed what was going on here, so he slowly followed behind.
The two of them turned left and right in the alley in the dark, and finally came to a large courtyard.
The vendor took out the key from his belt, unlocked the door, and entered the house.
"Friend, why are you following me?"
The vendor's voice was very hoarse, and in the dark atmosphere, it was inevitable that one's hair would stand on end.
Lao Hei smiled and said: "I have something very impressive here. I hope you can take a look at it."
Yatang is a slang term in the antique industry, which means the treasure of the store. It is also generally used to refer to precious antiques.
The vendor nodded: "Come in."
When Lao Hei entered the house, he turned around and closed the door, took off his mask and took off his hat.
Only then did Lao Hei see clearly that this antique dealer was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with dark skin and a thin build. He seemed to be seriously ill, and exuded a gloomy aura.
"Can you give me your name?"
"Name...heh...where is the name?" The vendor slowly sat down on the chair and said with a wry smile: "Before liberation, there was indeed a name, but now, it has become inhumane.
Ghost or not, it would be a bit ridiculous to nominate another number, you can call me Lao Mo."
"Old Mo..." Lao Hei pondered for a moment and nodded: "You are called Lao Mo and I am called Lao Hei. The fate between the two of us is quite good."
As he spoke, Lao Hei looked around the room without leaving any trace. The furnishings in the room were very simple, with a square table, a few benches, an inner room at the back, and curtains hanging outside. These were not important.
The important thing is that the furniture is covered with a layer of dust.
Obviously, this is not the place where Lao Hei usually lives, but a temporary hideout.
Being able to get a room as a temporary shelter, this old Mo is quite capable.
Lao Mo lit up a cigarette and smoked it happily: "What is that thing you just mentioned? Can you take it out for me to take a look at?"
"Of course." When Lao Hei was taking the jade pendant, he intentionally or unintentionally lifted up his clothes, revealing the handle of the pistol stuck at his waist.
Lao Mo's pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't express anything and still looked at him silently.
But after taking out the jade pendant, Lao Mo couldn't sit still anymore.
snap
His mouth opened slightly, the cigarette fell to the ground, and Lao Mo's eyes were as big as bells.
"This, this is..."
"Yes, this is from the Western Zhou Dynasty."
Lao Hei did not hand the jade pendant directly to Lao Mo, but placed it on the table.
This is the rule for antique luggage. Do not handle antiques to prevent some people from touching them.
Lao Mo rubbed his hands, gently picked up the jade pendant and played with it carefully.
"The decoration is exquisite and the shape is unique, but the surface has traces of original cutting and drawing processes. In addition, there are irregular cutting marks, gully butt marks and some messy polishing marks on the edges. The thickness of the jade is different, and the surface is not smooth enough.
, these are the characteristics of Western Zhou jades."
As he spoke, he brought the jade pendant to his nose, smelled it, nodded and said, "It smells like a tomb, earthy, and passed down from generation to generation. Although it was unearthed a long time ago, the smell is very light."
Hearing this, Lao Hei was a little surprised.
He had also studied antiques back then and was considered a semi-expert. Generally speaking, only antiques that were just unearthed or unearthed not long ago would retain those flavors.
He carried this jade pendant with him back then. After so many years, the smell has long since disappeared, and Lao Mo can actually smell it.
"Your Excellency has great skills. You should have been a big shot before liberation, right?"
"I just said, don't mention the past things again." Old Mo reluctantly put the jade pendant on the table, raised his head and stared at Old Hei: "I have experienced the goods, they are top quality, you
Make a price!"
Lao Hei stretched out five fingers: "Five small yellow croakers."
"Five..." Lao Mo looked a little embarrassed and pondered for a moment before saying, "Before liberation, let alone five small yellow croakers, I would have accepted them even if they were fifteen small yellow croakers."
"It's just that it's not as good as before. This thing can't be sold at a high price at all, and there are fewer and fewer small yellow croakers."
As he spoke, he hesitated and stretched out two fingers: "I can only give you so much."
Lao Hei stood up, spread one of his fingers and stood up: "Add one more, there will be three in total, and we will make a deal."
"Deal!" Lao Mo looked down at the jade pendant, gritted his teeth, and agreed.
