As soon as the monks opened their mouth, I admired their efficiency. It took a few days from the time we agreed on the cooperation to now, and they have already started assigning tasks to me.
He did not explain what he meant, but almost everyone in this business knew that the monk was talking about Banpianlou, especially some well-known people from the northern provinces, who would show up at Banpianlou every once in a while.
Banbianlou is said to have been in business since the Xianfeng period of the Qing Dynasty. It has a long history. At the beginning, it was a small antique shop. The boss himself was probably a dirtbag who went to the pits to find goods, and he raised a lot of people.
People bring the goods from the pit and sell them directly in the shop. It costs almost nothing and the goods are sold for pure profit, so the business grows bigger and bigger.
The old store in Banbianlou suffered a fire in the early Republic of China, and half of it was burned down. Legend has it that the fire was very strange. It started burning inexplicably, and then extinguished inexplicably. Many people said that there was something unknown in it.
There is a hidden secret, and some people say that the old store may have committed a taboo.
I don’t know what generation the owner of Ban Bian Lou was at that time. He was a very strong person. Faced with many rumors, he just said: Shit! The shop has been open for hundreds of years. Whose taboo did it offend?
After that, the boss repaired the remaining half of the store on the ruins and continued to operate. This is probably where the name Banbianlou came from.
After the founding of the People's Republic of China, half of the building was completely destroyed, but as decades passed, this old shop, which recorded a period of history in the antique world, remained standing alone and tenaciously on the old site. No one cared about it, and
No one dismantled it.
It's strange that an old shop with no owner has survived without being taken care of for many years. After the Cultural Revolution, the old shop was demolished, and around 1868 or 1987, far away from the old shop,
A shop with the sign of Ban Bian Lou was re-erected. At that time, no one knew the background of the new owner, but it later turned out that the new owner also had a surname of Gan, which was the same as the previous owner of Ban Bian Lou.
Many people say that the boss of Banbianlou has deep roots. Although it is just a rumor, I think it is not groundless. This old shop is probably the largest underground hard goods gathering place in Hubei. Every once in a while, some good goods will be organized.
Calling up reputable people in the circle to bid for the goods, there are some very tricky things in these goods, but after many years of doing it, there has never been any trouble, and they have accumulated a good reputation and reputation. If the boss doesn't have some extraordinary background, no matter how hard it is,
Maybe to make the journey so smooth, we have to take care of it both overtly and covertly, and we have to make it smooth.
Before I could say anything, Ma Dad curiously asked the monk what he wanted me to do. The monk smiled and said to Ma Dad, "Guess."
"If I want to guess so well, why do I need to ask you? Monk, please stop being cunning and show some sincerity. You want us to do something without revealing your true identity?"
"I will naturally tell Young Master Wei when the time comes."
Mustache, Monk, Cao Shi and the old man are all in the same category on this issue. It is extremely difficult to ask them something, and they will not let go until the time comes. I endured it, thinking that since it is up to me
Sooner or later, you have to make things clear to me, but now I keep asking for nothing. Not only can I not get anything out of you, but I also act like I owe them a favor.
After breakfast, the monks packed up some things in the house. I didn’t know whether they owned the yard or rented it. Except for the driver who drove us here, no one else showed up. I watched it secretly.
Carefully, the monk packed up some small bits and pieces. He did not take away the video recorder or the video tapes I had seen. I guessed that Xiaohu and the others might have other subordinates in the area, but they just didn't show up.
The itinerary was all arranged by Mustache, and Ma Dad and I didn't have anything to do with it. When we left Zhaotong by car, except for Mustache and the monk, there was still no one else accompanying us. I was a little worried, because the other party was so angry during the previous two attacks.
There were more than ten people, and their skills were very strong. Ma Dad and I left a deep psychological shadow. Subconsciously, we felt that it was very unsafe without seven or eight good people around us.
When talking about cooperation at that time, the most important guarantee of Mustache was to protect the safety of Ma Dad and me, but at this moment I don’t feel a strong sense of security. Ma Dad also had the same thoughts, muttering.
I protested. The monk said to me: "Put your heart in your stomach, Mr. Wei. I guarantee you that if you lose a hair along the way, I will chop off one of your fingers. If there are not enough fingers, I will chop off your toes."
"It's best not to brag. Your life will be miserable without your fingers."
"Do you think I'm the same as Ma Dad?"
The monk's words made me think they had other secret insurance measures, so I was temporarily relieved. The driver took us to Liupanshui, which is adjacent to Zhaotong, and then took a plane to Changsha, where we ate spicy Hunan food for two days.
It was not until I started showing signs of constipation that I left Hunan and entered Hubei.
After arriving at the destination, the monk wandered around for two hours. He got a brand-new Santana from somewhere, and took Maddy and me out to drink rice wine. From the contact in the past few days, I can feel that he and Xiao
Beard seemed to be at ease with us, not afraid of us finding opportunities to escape, and seemed to abide by the cooperation agreement verbally agreed upon by both parties.
Of course, I won't completely trust the other party just because of this. In the past few days, I have analyzed the situation in front of me very thoroughly. If you ask me to run at this time, I probably won't run. What the mustache said is like an invisible stick.
The fishing line hooked me very tightly. And I gradually became more convinced of a point of view and speculation. The further I am in Jiangbei and the closer I am to the old man, the harder it may be for me to wash away the two scapegoats on my back. I have to take things forward.
When I think about it, many situations are obvious. The old man may have a tendency to lose control of the overall situation, and someone wants to jump out.
I don’t know who is trying to jump out for the time being. This is the scariest thing and I can’t guard against it. So although I still don’t believe in mustaches, in this extraordinary period, I can only take one step at a time and take care of myself first.
Life saved.
I thought that things would be arranged for me soon after I arrived at my destination, but when I got there, the mustache and the monk were very calm and kept silent. This time I made up my mind and never asked. Probably
It was noon on the fourth day. Ma Dad and the monk were taking a nap in the hotel. Mustache called me to his room and asked me if there was a group of people who made a deal with us in Wonsan last year and were also arrested.
Is the other party taking advantage of others?
I felt a little shocked. When we were doing business with the gloomy-faced gang in Wonsan, the ship sank and a bronze rubbing was involved, so the old man sealed the news very tightly afterwards, and even many of his people knew nothing about it.
.Everyone only knows that the transaction failed, but not much of the specific circumstances have been leaked. Who did Mustache get these information from?
"You also know this?"
"I know part of it, but not completely. The people under Chief Wei are not monolithic, and the fire cannot be contained in the paper." Mustache took a cigarette and smelled it under his nose, and then said to me: "You were involved in the transaction at that time.
,What is the transaction between the two parties?"
I was a little hesitant for a while, because all the signs before and after showed that these things similar to the Xixia Edict Horse Cards were very heavy and had been involved in human lives, so when Mustache asked me, I couldn't decide whether to say
The truth.
"This issue is very important. You can't hide it, otherwise it will cause great misleading." Mustache dropped the cigarette in his hand and looked at me quietly.
To be honest, I couldn't see any cunning, cunning, or other emotional fluctuations in these eyes. Moreover, in my current situation, if I deceive Mustache, the consequences would be unpredictable. So I thought about it and said
: "I can't tell, it's a bit like Xixia's Imperial Horse Card, but it's definitely not. It's just that the appearance is somewhat similar."
"This thing was probably brought back from the hometown of Xixia, but Wei Changkong's people left a little later, is that right?"
"Where did you know these things?"
"We'll talk about this later." Mustache stood up and said to me seriously: "Banbianlou organized a batch of new goods tonight, and there is something from Xixia in it. Go there and see if it is the Yuanshan trade at that time.
Be sure to look for those that have appeared in the film. I have opened all the joints, and the monk will take you there."
It has been a rule of Banpianlou for many years that before organizing the goods, it is impossible for outsiders to know the specific goods. When they spread the news about the goods, they will only reveal a few clues to let others guess, which is tantalizing. Everyone knows it.
There may be good things, but you can only see them in person.
"Aren't you going?" I looked at Mustache. It was obvious that he was the one in charge, and the monk was just a helper.
"I still have things to do."
After saying these words, Mustache left the hotel. I leaned against the window and watched his back disappear into the crowd. I thought to myself, is this the first thing he asked me to do for him? It was so simple. Mustache seemed
I know all the secret things, but I just don’t know the specific situation of the thing brought back from Fatai Temple, which makes me a little confused.
I sat by myself for a while, then opened the door and went to the room where the monk and Ma Dad were taking a nap. The moment I opened the door, I suddenly remembered that I had seen something very troublesome.
The old man is very concerned about the bronze medal similar to the Xixia Edict Horse Medal. The thing in the batch of goods organized by Banbianlou is not sure whether it is from the hometown of Xixia. I don’t know if it is a real bronze medal, but with the old man’s character and attitude toward
If you take the bronze medal seriously, you will most likely send someone here.
If that were the case, I would be in a dilemma if I met the old man's people at Banpianlou.