Wan Zizi knew that Ding Li had come with a policeman, but he didn't look down upon the title of the book. It was very stinky.
"Why are you running around when your child is not in school? If you hang out with these random guys, you won't be afraid of others kidnapping you?"
This is called pointing at a monk and scolding a bald donkey. Ronaldinho was so embarrassed at that time. After all, he is also a people's policeman. When did he turn into a messy human trafficker?
Xiao Luo was still trying to speak, but Wan Laizi criticized Huai for a while, making him unable to speak. His face turned red and red, and even Ding Li was worried about him, fearing that he might suffer from brain congestion.
After all, he was a young man. After being squeezed by Wan Zizi, he turned around and left without saying a word. He didn't even care about Ding Li.
Ding Li didn't care much. Although this guy was young, he was still a veteran. Nonsense, he followed Wan Laizi out to deceive people all day long. How could he be a simple and honest child?
Ding waited for Xiao Luo to leave and called out: "Lame dad, is this very troublesome?"
The lame man sighed: "It's very troublesome and evil. Please don't cause trouble. By the way, be careful when you go out in the future. It's best not to go to Wangjiang Tower. Are you clear?"
Ding Li rolled his eyes: "Is it related to Wangjiang Tower? Wasn't Wangjiang Tower demolished?"
Wan Laizi sighed and said, "You were really smart when you were a kid. It's only because Wangjiang Tower was demolished that you did so many evil things!"
Ding Li had seen the Wangjiang Tower before. It was just a big pile of bricks on the riverside. It didn't look like a building anymore. It was just a platform with half old bricks piled up. It was still covered with weeds and was deserted.
Dense.
Ding Li didn't believe it: "Is a pile of broken bricks so evil?"
"You know nothing!" Wan Laizi scolded distractedly: "I'm telling you, Shao Shenhe. I can count on you to see me through. Little bastard, don't grin. I won't let you suffer, you
God, I have a treasure here, and it will all be yours from now on!"
Ding Li has nothing wrong with him except that he is too curious. As soon as he hears about the baby, his ears become frightened: "What baby?"
Wan Laizi laughed and scolded: "Little bastard, can I still lie to you? Come on, let me show you a Western scene (note!)..."
With that said, he carefully pulled out a large wooden box from under the bed. It looked quite old, at least twenty or thirty years old.
There was a big iron lock hung on the box. When I opened it, I found a small box under some messy things.
Seeing Wan Zizi's nervous appearance, Ding Li was also infected and began to believe that there really was a treasure inside.
As soon as Wan Laizi opened the box, Ding Li was immediately disappointed and began to sigh!
Inside was a large bunch of copper coins tied with iron wire, a yellowed book with a musty smell, and a few tattered iron lumps.
"Baby," Wan Laizi became angry when he saw Ding Li curling his lips, and slapped Ding Li on the back of the head: "If you have eyes that don't recognize gold and jade, you won't even recognize the treasure when you see it!"
Ding Li was even more unconvinced: "How dare you call your rags treasures? People who send and collect scraps don't want them! Look, how many yuan is this string of copper coins worth? What kind of rubbish are the others?"
Wan Laizi became anxious and cursed: "Prodigals, they are all fucking prodigals! These are all good things passed down from our ancestors, and they are all antiques. Do you understand antiques?"
Ding Li shouted: "These rags are also called antiques. The price for these rip-offs is ten cents a piece. I will give you as much as you want! And this book is too shabby for anyone to insert it... Hey, why are you hitting me again?"
people?"
Ding Li saw that Wan Laizi was really anxious, so he simply said: "Lame dad, don't try to lie to me. Anyway, I will definitely give you death in the future, and it won't cost a lot of money, right?"...
Wan Laizi's tone softened a lot: "You blind guy, I will be pissed off by you sooner or later! Damn it, antiques are in the prosperous times and gold is in troubled times. In a few decades, I tell you, when you reach my age,
These things must be more expensive than gold!”
Ding Li pursed his lips: "The knives and coins dug out last time are called antiques, and the state compensated them with half a million yuan. These rags of yours are also cultural relics."
Wan Zizi regretted it and felt that he shouldn't have told this kid so early: "Don't go out and talk nonsense. I'm telling you. I've been taken over by the country. Let's see how I deal with you!"
Ding Li said stubbornly: "The country doesn't care about these things like yours. What they want to collect are cultural relics! Besides, the country will also give you money after collecting them!"
However, he saw that Wan Laizi was very serious about what he said, but he made up his mind not to say it out loud. He also had a vague suspicion in his heart, could these rags really be cultural relics?
Wan Zizi locked the things and explained it again. This time Ding Li quickly agreed, and Wan Zizi gave him another ten yuan.
In this era, for children, ten yuan is a big amount. Even for adults, ten yuan is not too small. The largest denomination of the third-generation RMB is ten yuan.
Ding Li was about to leave, but Wan Laizi still felt uneasy after thinking about it. First, he was afraid that the children would talk nonsense and tell the truth. Later, he was also worried that Ding Li would be in danger, so he said to Ding Li: "My child, when you go east,
Go to the house and ask a Five Ghost to get up and follow you. You are so naughty, I am always worried about you!"
Ding Li cheered and ran to invite the five ghosts. He used the same messy wrong spell and invited one of the five ghosts to take over. When he opened his ghost eyes, he saw that it was the big braid like a tuberculosis ghost.
Ding Li watched a lot of TV at this time. You can tell by the look of this ghost that he is from the Qing Dynasty. He looks like a poor scholar!
Ding Li came for a trip, gained a lot, and went home triumphantly. This time, he didn't just walk back, call a three-wheeler, and go home happily for only 50 cents.
When I got home, the policemen had left. Ding Li scolded Ding Li again and again. Ding Li was not afraid of his mother at all. He made a face and ran out to play by himself.
He had money with him, enough for several meals!
At this time, arcades began to become wildly popular, and Ding Li was no exception. He was also a frequent visitor to arcades. However, the owners of several arcades in small counties did not like him to play because Ding Li was too powerful. One game coin
If you can play for an entire afternoon, how much money will these bosses make?
At this time, in order to encourage those players to play more, each game arcade has rules. Once you pass the level, you can continue playing for free. If you set up a game currency, you can pass the level. If you play it again, you will still pass the level.
It’s not that these bosses are so stingy, but the business of game consoles is very good now, and they are full every day. There are two people playing on a game console, and there is often a group of people waiting behind them. It is completely in short supply.
Look, what boss can stand being treated like this by Ding Li and occupying a game console for several hours?
Therefore, Ding Li was blacklisted by these bosses and classified as persona non grata. However, when doing business at this time, even in the entertainment business, the bosses were quite honest and would not directly expel people or anything like that.