"What did you say? Is there anyone who looks like that?"
A Yuan nodded, "Indeed, it does. It looks like a duck's beak but the inside looks like a snail shell. It's just that you haven't seen it before."
I was greatly shocked when I heard it. It turns out that there are so many sayings, three hundred and sixty lines, which is really the best in practice.
We don’t need to verify the authenticity of Ayuan’s popular science content, nor do we need to stand on the level of ethics and morals to think that the content we talk about is obscene. It’s good to treat it as a unique knowledge point to expand our own knowledge.
"Forget it, let's not continue talking about this topic. Ah Yuan, I'm asking you something. Has Lao Zhou ever had any enmity with anyone?"
"Brother Feng, are you talking about a big hatred or a small hatred?"
"Big hatred, deep hatred and hatred!" I said.
A Yuan frowned and shook his head, "As far as I know, Lao Zhou doesn't seem to have a deep enmity with anyone, but he usually has the worst relationship with Lao and Zhuang. Sometimes he often gets violent when he drinks too much."
Lao Zhuang is the middle-aged man with a round head and a round face. He used to sell pork. When he introduced himself, he said that he was good at water and could stay in the water for a day and a night. This guy said he had to take leave two days ago because he had an emergency at home.
He went home and hasn't come back yet, so naturally he wasn't involved in what happened that day.
If he and Lao Zhuang usually have a grudge, could it be that he did it secretly?
But if this happens, he has an alibi.
Then things turned out as I expected. The cheongsam girl sent people to the reservoir the next day to fish out Lao Zhou's body and cremate it. Also disposed of was the body of the middle-aged woman who was killed by insects.
Also on this afternoon, Chongzi brought an old man with white hair to see me. Chongzi introduced this man and said, "Brother Feng, Lao Zhou is no longer here. This is the new helper that Sister Ninth has found for us. His name is Mian Laowu."
, nicknamed Lao Mian.”
I glanced at the old man and asked, "Uncle, what is your age this year?"
The white-haired old man smiled and said, "Your Majesty is not old. This old man is eighty-eight in his seventies."
I'm speechless. I'm an eighty-year-old fucking man. How can he still do this job? What I want is a young man with plenty of physical strength and a calm temper! Both men and women are fine! How can you send me one?
Damn old man.
As if aware of my dissatisfaction, Chongzi hurriedly said, "Brother Feng." You don’t know something, but the reason why we asked Lao Mian to help is because he has done a lot of this kind of work before and has a lot of experience. He and you are peers, and Sister Ninth also took this into consideration before letting him join us."
I was surprised and said, "Oh? Really? So you are still an old-timer?"
The old man hurriedly bent down and clasped his fists, and said with a sincere face, "The Yangtze River is pushing forward, and I don't dare to take the word "senior" seriously. Master, old man, it has been nearly thirty years since I quit the tomb robbing business. This time I re-entered the industry because of the pressure of life. I
My wife’s cancer treatment will cost a lot of money. I don’t want to blame the old man for his old age and frailty, but I hope he can enjoy the meal.”
On the surface I was indifferent, but actually I had an idea in my mind.
This is the way people in the industry talked in the early years. It can't be escaped. No wonder I can't smell a trace of earthiness on him. It turns out that he has been washing his hands in a golden basin for more than 30 years. This person is from the same generation as the leader. I am
A descendant in the true sense of the word.
"Chongzhi, you go out first and close the door. I will have a few words with this old man alone."
After the bug left, I invited the old man to take a seat. He was very polite and hugged me first before sitting down.
Pouring me a cup of tea, I took a sip and asked politely, "Old man, you went down to the lake to dig for copper roads, ransacked warehouses and robbed shady houses, filtered pits to eat stinky tickets, opened windows to catch the moon, what did you do before?"
What kind of job is it?”
The old man's wrinkled face lit up.
He cupped his fists and said, "I can't do coding. I occasionally sweep warehouses. I'm not good at going to the lake to eat. I just do more digging for ancient things to catch the moon."
I nodded, knowing his details.
He is from Anyang, Henan. In his later years, he and his wife settled in Handan, Hebei. The team he used to work with was Yeluzi, a small folk group with little reputation. His specialty was positioning and drilling holes.
My questions and answers are all pure slang, and non-experts will definitely not understand. There are many ways to explain it, so I will give a rough outline.
"Xiahu Guide" refers to the tomb robbers, "Chasing the Moon" refers to unscrupulous people who are not well-known among the people, and "Dui Ma" means those who are in charge of selling stolen cultural relics and turning over the unearthed cultural relics.
It refers to the tomb robbers in the Beijing area, and the stinker is called the stinker, which refers to the tomb robbers in the Hebei area. The ancient diggers are the tomb robbers in the Anyang area of Henan.
One thing you need to know is that the word "cultural relics" was only coined after 1953. Before 1953, it was called "antiquities", and there was no cultural relics management law at that time, only the antiquities management law. Do you understand? So, if you are around
There is often an old man in the community who says, "This antique is great. I went for a walk after shopping for groceries today and went to the flea market to buy an antique." Then this old man may be an insider in the industry in the early years.
I raised my tea cup and stood up, and Lao Mian also hurriedly raised his tea cup and stood up.
I lowered the tea cup and touched it with Lao Mian, then replaced the wine with tea and drank the tea in one gulp.
I didn't say a word, all my thoughts were contained in the tea.
This is probably what I drink this cup of tea.
"Old senior, I respect you enough. Even if you are too old to work now, I am still willing to give you a bite to eat."
Lao Mian's eyes turned red. He wiped his eyes and drank the tea in one gulp.
He is the epitome of tomb robbers in that era, and I am the young representative of tomb robbers in the new era. There is a gap of nearly 70 years. Since we are destined to meet today, regardless of our status, the newlyweds should offer a cup of tea to the old man. This is
The so-called rules of the world.
We had all the people, and went to Xiling Lake Park to get a new boat. Tomorrow night we were going to go to the deeper waters of the reservoir to have a big fight. But what I didn't expect was that this guy Chongzi gave me eye drops again at this time.
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Everyone she met that evening, whether they knew her or not, would give Xiaoxuan a bouquet of bright roses. By the end, Xiaoxuan could no longer hold them in her hands.
At this time, Chongzi appeared. He was wearing a designer formal suit and a red tie, with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked really handsome leaning against the door.
But what's the use of being handsome? Being handsome can be used as food, not to mention that I'm no worse than him.
Xiaoxuan asked why so many people gave me roses. Was it your kid who arranged it?
Chongzi flicked the cigarette butt away and said with a smile, "Haha! Sister Xuan! I didn't arrange this. They gave you flowers with their own will." I wish, because Sister Xuan, haven’t you heard a word? Make people fall in love with you, and make flowers bloom!"
After saying that, Chongzi said, "There is a comedy movie tonight at the city cinema. I heard it is quite interesting. How about we go watch it?"
Chongzi's words were straightforward, not "Girl, I want to invite you to a movie. I don't know if I have the honor."
This is called coming prepared.
And it was obvious that Chongzi's eyes revealed a kind of provocation to me, or that it was a declaration of war. He was serious about it.
Xiaoxuan turned around and said with a smile, "Yunfeng, I haven't gone to the cinema to watch a movie in a long time. I want to go."
"Borrowed it! Borrowed it!"
I pulled Xiaoxuan outside and whispered to her, "You can't go with her! Chongzi can be a friend, but he can never be a boyfriend!"
Xiaoxuan curiously asked "Why?"
I quickly said, "Think about how the woman in the reservoir died? So even if the bug is not a psychopath, he is also prone to domestic violence!"
Xiaoxuan covered her mouth and laughed, "Yunfeng, I noticed how you like to speak ill of people behind their backs. Even if Chongzi is violent, I can suppress him, because maybe I am more violent than him."
Xiaoxuan suddenly said, "But I'm a little tired today and don't want to go to the movie." After that, she went back to the house.
Watching Xiaoxuan's leaving figure, I frowned and felt a slight sense of crisis in my heart.
He looked down at his clothes.
The same blue jeans, rustic jacket, and worn-out sneakers that remain the same all year round are the typical clothes of a loser kid.
Taking a deep breath, I made a decision.
I drove to the city overnight, had my hair cut, took a shower, bought a high-end, well-fitting designer suit, and bought a high-end watch by the way.
After all this, my whole person has changed drastically.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I nodded with satisfaction, that's right.
Chongzi wants to compete with me for the limelight. Does he have the strength?
I bought out all the flower shops in the city tonight, hoping to give Xiaoxuan a big surprise.