In the early morning, I changed my clothes and was about to go out. Brother Yu woke up when he heard some noise.
Hearing that I was going to Datang, Brother Yu frowned and said, "Yunfeng, that watermelon head is a dangerous person. You really don't need me to go with you? I can keep you safe if something happens."
"There's no need for Brother Yu, you should know my strength. If I get serious, not many people in this small place like Chun'an can stop me."
Brother Yu had weird eyes and looked at me without saying anything.
"Besides, Arita Sankyu doesn't dare to do anything to me. Besides, I have someone to ask for this time. It's better to go alone."
"Brother Yu, I will be back in three days at the latest. During these three days, you should be more vigilant, pay more attention to the surrounding disturbances, try to go out and show your face as little as possible, and protect your head."
Brother Yu immediately became nervous after hearing this.
We have experienced so much together and have a tacit understanding. Many times we can know each other's thoughts with a word or a look.
I asked him to be careful about the mysterious San Taibao. No matter whether he is in Chun'an or not, he is always a hidden danger. Yesterday, I was riding in a taxi and my tire was suddenly punctured by a flying nail. I almost had a serious car accident. From that moment on, I
Be vigilant. Poisonous snakes are not scary. You can kill them with anything you pick. What you are afraid of are poisonous snakes that hide in the grass and never show up.
It only took more than an hour's drive, and it was just dawn when we arrived in Zhuji. On the way, I called Sai Xishi and asked him to meet near the bus station. Sai Xishi is a social butterfly in Zhuji's upper class society, and there are some things I want to know from her.
It was still relatively cold in the morning this month, and the bus station was also deserted. I bought a hot drink and waited while I drank it. Soon, a beautiful figure appeared,
I saw Sai Xishi wearing a one-piece tights, a pure white woolen coat with shoulder straps, gauge shoes on her feet, and a high-end brand-name bag in her hand. She has a perfect and tall S-shaped figure. If you have more flesh, you will be fatter, and if you have less flesh, you will be thinner.
, she twisted and walked over, and the men on the roadside couldn't help but stare at her back.
The word "excellent" describes this kind of woman. A straight body like Xiaoxuan's is still lacking in temperament.
"Haha! Miss Sai, you are here! I have to say that every time I see you, you give people a surprise! If I marry you, I will lose at least ten years of my life!"
She took out a kerosene lighter from her bag, flicked it, lit a women's cigarette, looked at me and said, "Why are you, a little eunuch, looking for me this early in the morning? If you fart, hurry up."
My face turned dark immediately.
"Huh? What? Are you still angry?"
She blew out a puff of cigarette smoke at me and said with a smile, "I apologize, I shouldn't have called you little eunuch, I should have called you Wu
A capable little eunuch."
I took a deep breath and told myself not to care and just let her scold me. She was angry with me last time.
She scolded me for not losing my virginity, saying that I am a good man and will not fight with women.
I looked at her and smiled and said, "I didn't come to Zhuji to argue with you, but don't go too far."
"Huh? Did I say something wrong? I guess not?"
She held a cigarette between her fingers and said with a sinister smile, "I have been begged by men for so many years. You are the first man who has turned me away. How can you still say that you are not a little eunuch? Well, prove yourself. You
If you can conquer me in bed, I will call you whatever you want me to call you."
"ah!"
"what are you doing!"
I went over and picked her up without saying a word, and then walked to the public toilet.
The clay figurine still has a certain amount of anger, and even though I, the Divine Eye Peak, have traveled all over the place, I still can't cure a weak woman like her!
She struggled and shouted, "What do you want to do, you little eunuch! Put me down quickly!"
"What??"
I carried her directly into the men's room and said in a cold voice, "You are scolding me, try it. If you are scolding me, I will throw you into the pit. Do you believe it?"
"Get out quickly! Someone will be coming in soon! Why are you so disgusting!"
I hugged her and pretended to lose her.
"don't want!"
"Don't! You win! I can stop calling you that!"
She changed her previous tone, suddenly raised her eyes and looked at me and said, "I noticed, why did you suddenly become a bit manly? I didn't expect you to be so thin and strong. Don't you want to understand the situation with me? Just hug me like this
Just ask me, a friendly reminder, if you put me down midway, I won’t know anything.”
Looking at her face with exquisite makeup, I directly asked, "What is Xiguatou's real name? Is he a native of Zhuji?"
"The big boss is from Jinhua, no one knows his real name."
"What are his usual hobbies? Does he believe in Buddhism?"
Sai Xishi rolled his eyes, "Are you kidding? Do you know how many lives he has in his hands? He
How can such a person believe in Buddhism? As for the big boss’s hobbies, he has two hobbies. He usually likes to collect all kinds of bamboo dragonflies. In addition, he also likes to read short stories by himself when he has nothing to do. Datang Group North
There is a Tongshan Bookstore on Menxiao Street, and he often asks his subordinates to go to that bookstore to buy villain books and read them."
I frowned and let go of my hand.
Sai Xishi fell to the ground and let out a scream.
By the time she chased her out, I had already gotten into a taxi and driven away.
Looking at Sai Xishi in the rearview mirror, shaking his bag vigorously and yelling curses, I laughed, thinking that I wanted you to keep scolding me, and now we are clear.
"Master, please go to the snack street in Datang Town."
On the way, I thought to myself, why does Watermelon Head like bamboo dragonflies and little human books? Aren’t those things only children like?
In addition, Sai Xishi, as his public relations influencer, doesn’t even know his real name. This person hides himself too deeply. .??.
Exporting socks is to deceive others. The industry that really makes Xiguatou make money is smuggling cultural relics abroad through foreign trade channels, so he should have his own supply channel for cultural relics.
The Song brothers in the north are also doing a similar business. I have some knowledge of it, and they make huge profits.
The stone carvings, brick carvings, stone gates, and funerary figurines in tombs from the Han and Tang dynasties are priced at a few thousand to ten thousand yuan a piece in China. They sell them to yellow-haired foreigners for a starting price of 100,000 yuan a piece, and
What I want is Dao Leer.
When I found Tongshan Bookstore on the snack street, I opened the door and went in.
The boss is a middle-aged man in his fifties with a kind face. He was cleaning when I came in.
The bookstore covers an area of several tens of square meters and has seven or eight rows of shelves with a dazzling array of books of all kinds.
"It's so early, I just opened the door."
As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the fragrance of flowers. There were many potted flowers growing well on the windowsill.
"What do you call the boss?"
"My surname is Xu, Xu Tongshan. They all call me Lao Xu. Haha, I'm busy sweeping the floor. You can just watch. If you have anything, just call me."
"I heard someone said that we sell little people's books here?"
"Yes, our store's specialties are all on the last row of shelves." He pointed to me with a smile.
I turned around
Circle, I randomly picked up two little people's books and flipped through them. One was the Romance of the Three Kingdoms in 1968, and the other was Red Light Photos in 1973. At this time, another older lady came into the bookstore to buy books. She looked like the one here.
Regular customer.
Seeing that the boss was still sweeping the floor outside, I asked, "Sister, what do you think of this bookstore?"
The middle-aged woman asked doubtfully, "How about what? It's very good. There are some old books here. I like to come here to buy some old books when I have nothing to do."
"So, eldest sister, what do you think of this boss?"
"Is this your first time here? Old Xu is very kind. He is a good man and will not be angry with anyone. This small bookstore does not make much money every month. He also donates several hundred yuan to orphans every month. The first two
This small bookstore was even featured in our Zhuji Morning News in 2016, and it was called the most warm little bookstore in Zhuji. My son also likes the little people’s books sold here, and he can’t buy them anywhere else.”
When I went to check out, I saw a lot of ancient coins on the counter, all in clean plastic transparent boxes. I glanced at them and saw that there were many varieties, including bone shells, ghost money, cloth, wild money, and empty heads.
Bu, Qi Da Dao, Ming Dao, Tai Huo Liu Baht, Daguan, Chongning, Song Dynasty coins of various years, Zhizheng, Dayi, Tianding, Tianyou, and Hongwu Yongle Sanban, until the Five Emperors of the Qing Dynasty.
It can be said that it has been throughout the past dynasties since it reached the Great Xianfeng period.
These single varieties are not expensive, but it will take some time to accumulate these comprehensive items.
Seeing that I kept staring, the bookstore owner smiled and asked, "Little brother, do you also know about ancient coins?"
I shook my head and smiled and said, "I don't understand, it just looks good. Brother, what dynasty does this coin come from? Why is it so strange? Look here, it looks like a villain with his hands on his hips."
"Haha, this coin is called Taihuo Liu Baht. It is a coin from the Southern and Northern Dynasties."
"Oh, that's it. Can you sell this? How much does it cost?"
"Selling, this is my personal hobby, just for fun, nothing too valuable. This six-baht piece is in good condition. If you like it, just give me a hundred yuan, haha
."
I paid a total of one hundred and thirty, and then left the bookstore.
Looking at the six-baht coin I just bought in my hand, I flicked it into the trash can on the roadside.
Just now, I was watching the words and expressions the whole time, and I couldn't make a mistake.
This bookstore owner is by no means an expert, he is just an ordinary person, and he does not have the flavor of our kind.