"I don't want to play anymore. I can't play anymore. I can see that we are not in the same rank."
After playing chess for half an hour and losing more than ten games in a row, Chu Heng finally couldn't stand it anymore. He threw away the chess pieces with a sigh and said he didn't want to play any more.
"Tsk."
Grandpa, who was having fun, put down his chess pieces in disappointment, turned to look at Wan Xiaotian who was sitting aside and watching the fun, and asked: "Young man, shall we play two games?"
"I can't do it. I don't know how the chess pieces move!" Wan Xiaotian shook his head like a rattle. When he was watching the game just now, he could tell that his grandfather was a chess master. He knew very well that with just these two brushes, he could
You are no match for the old man, so you better not go up and embarrass yourself.
Look at other people, most of them are self-aware, unlike someone who doesn't know how to do anything.
"Put the chessboard away and put it under the bed in the west room." Chu Heng, who couldn't wait any longer, patted Wan Xiaotian's shoulder and gave instructions. Then he got up and got off the Arhat bed, took off his shoes and ran to the Eight Immortals table, where he knelt down with ginger.
He pulled him up and sat in his seat: "Go and make some tea, I'll play for you for a while."
"well."
Jiang Keba, who was about to be plastered with a memorial banner, seemed to be amnesty. He quickly pulled the note off his face and ran to the kitchen.
Chu Heng didn't play for long. As soon as the third hand of cards ended, Zhang Yi's voice came from outside the courtyard.
"Chu Heng! Come out and move things quickly."
"Coming."
Chu Heng quickly put down the cards he just grabbed, greeted Du San and others, and ran out quickly.
A group of people came to the door and saw a panting Zhang Yan squatting outside the door smoking. There was a cart beside him. In addition to some old books, old newspapers, glass bottles, toothpaste casings and other rags, there was also a cart on it.
A huge old safe that is only over one meter long and wide.
The exterior of the safe was painted with a layer of jet black paint, and it was covered in pits and beating marks, so much so that most of the paint fell off.
"Hey, this is more than three or four hundred kilograms, right?" Chu Heng stepped forward and patted the safe in the car in surprise. He saw a series of vague foreign codes on the door. He looked carefully and felt a little unsure.
He muttered: "It doesn't seem to be English, it should be German..."
"It's from Germany." Zhang slapped his lower back and said with a frown on his face: "Te Niang is so heavy that the four of us could barely lift it, and my waist was dodged!"
"Then just stand aside and rest while we come." Chu Heng turned to greet Du San and others: "Don't be stunned, hurry up and move things into the courtyard."
"Okay!"
A crowd of people gathered around him.
The safe was already tied with hemp rope, so they didn't need to bother anymore. They directly picked up the two thick wooden sticks from the car and inserted them into the knots at both ends of the safe. Then Du San and Jiang Keba carried them in front.
Carrying one pole, Wan Xiaotian and Han Xu carried the other pole behind them, and worked together to move the cabinet from the car, and walked towards the yard with heavy steps.
There was so much commotion here that it naturally attracted the attention of the neighbors.
Some idle old men and women gathered over curiously.
"Director Chu, why are you doing such a big thing?" An aunt looked at the huge safe and couldn't help but ask.
Valley noise
"Slow down, watch your steps. Just put things in the courtyard. You don't have to go too far in." Chu Heng stood in front of the door and gave instructions to the four people carrying the cabinet. He turned around and said with a smile: "I'm the only one." My friend moved away and got rid of many things in the house. I thought this safe was quite good, so I got it back. From now on, I don’t have to worry about losing money or tickets anymore.”
"Good guy, what's the point of losing this? Even if you are stolen by a thief, he won't be able to take it away." The aunt looked at the courtyard with envy and exclaimed: "You are getting a big deal now, in the future Even if you don’t use it, you’ll still get a lot of money selling scrap metal.”
"What are you selling? It was given by a friend. You have to keep it in mind." Chu Heng smiled at his aunt, turned to Zhang with a pretentious look and said, "Master Zhang, you are quite tired from this trip. , let’s go inside and have a drink of tea and take a rest.”
"Excuse me for disturbing you." Zhang stood up with a cooperative look, entered the courtyard with him, and immediately closed the courtyard door with a bang, blocking the prying eyes from outside.
At this time, Du San and the others had already placed the safe on the ground, and the heavy cabinet made the soil underneath dent a lot.
Chu Heng stepped forward and looked around the cabinet for a few times, and finally squatted in front of the cabinet door. He turned his hands on the circular combination locks on it, and touched the dents on the door. He turned to his side and asked, "Master Zhang, how do you do this? We can't just smash it, can we?"
"You can't talk enough. I've been smashing it for so many years without breaking it open. How can we do it?" Zhang rolled his eyes at him, stretched out his hand to pull him away, squatted in front of the cabinet, and took out the small bag from his carry-on bag. Take out a stethoscope.
Chu Heng understood what was going on as soon as he saw it. He dared to listen to the sound to identify the lock, and joked with a smile: "Hey, you can do this? You are so versatile."
"Why do you talk so tightly? You've been talking so long!" Zhang glanced at him with a frown, then put the stethoscope on his ear and pressed the other end on one of the combination locks.
"Shut your mouths and don't disturb me."
In an instant, it was as if someone had pressed the mute button in the yard. Everyone shut their mouths and stared at Zhang who was squatting on the ground.
Including my grandpa.
Although Chu Heng didn't explain it, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were going to open the safe, and judging from their posture, there was probably something in the box!
We are all curious about what is in this box.
Time passed by, Zhang Yi looked like an old monk in trance, and focused on twisting the combination lock on the cabinet.
Soon, twenty minutes passed like this.
Zhang finally adjusted the first combination lock correctly at a glance.
"Huh!" He took a long breath, wiped the sweat from his head, turned to glance at Jiang Keba, and said angrily: "What the hell did you eat? How many of them did you put in for such a big show? What the hell? I almost made you collapse and all your previous efforts were wasted. Get out of here."
"Hey."
Jiang Keba scratched his head, smiled sheepishly, and ran away.
"Master Zhang, how long will it take for this to be finished?" Chu Heng came up to him at this moment and handed over the purple clay pot from which he drank tea. There was a pot of warm tea in it.
"You can't say for sure, I'll be lucky for a few minutes, and I'll be unlucky for a few hours, and it also depends on my good condition." Zhang took a sip from the teapot, wiped his mouth and said, "This job tests your ear skills. You must concentrate on it, and you won't tolerate it."
If you lose your mind even a little bit, you guys have to be careful about this and don't make any move elsewhere."
"You're welcome, I promise I won't even let them fart." Chu Heng didn't care much about the contents of this safe at first, but now that he saw the stuff, his curiosity was aroused. Hearing this, he hurriedly added another
He chased the people back, leaving enough space and distance for Zhang Yi.
