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Han Guangrong probably wouldn't have thought that if Han Kongque wanted to, he would definitely be able to guess the password of his bank card.
Nowadays, people have too many passwords, so after a long time, they tend to forget them. They usually use numbers that they have remembered deeply as passwords.
For example, the birthday of the person you value, or the number on a commonly used ID, or your name, etc.
The secrets of the bank card are all numbers, which makes it easier to guess. Han Kongque knew the general situation of Han Rongrong's password setting. He knew this by accident when Han Rongrong was young.
Han Guangrong was still young at that time. When he saw a notebook with a password lock that Han Kongque bought, he became obsessed with it. After a while, Han Kongque found that his notebook could not be opened.
Under the threat of Han Glory's fist, Han Glory entered the correct password, and then Han Peacock learned the rules of Han Glory's password setting.
After some calculation, it would cost about 1,500 yuan to buy all the things. If he set up a stall and handed over 3,000 yuan in protection fees, Han Guangrong's cash would not be enough, so Han Peacock took it directly.
Han Rongrong's wallet went to the bank on the street to withdraw money.
Han Kongque's method of experimenting with passwords was very simple. He calculated several six-digit passwords and tried them at most twice on each bank card. Before the six experiments on three bank cards were completed, he came up with Han's password.
The secret of glory.
Han Guangrong used his birthday as his password. He used the last two digits of the year, month and date, exactly six digits. However, he did not directly use the birthday on his ID card, but the last two digits.
Changed a bit.
Han Guangrong was very smart and knew that using birthday directly was stupid, so he changed the last two, but he didn't change it randomly, otherwise Han Peacock wouldn't be able to guess it.
Han Kongque knew that the birthday on his ID card was different from his real birthday. His real birthday was the 17th, but it was the 11th on the ID card.
Therefore, the last two digits of his password were set using his two dates, which were true and false. However, Han Kongque only experimented five times before he came up with the real password.
The passwords for Han Guangrong's three bank cards were all the same. Han Kongque checked them all and found that only one card had money, and it was quite a lot, more than 8,000. Han Peacock directly withdrew 5,000, which should be enough.
used.
After withdrawing the money, Han Kongque went to buy groceries and planned to have a good meal with Han Jianguo in the evening. It was Han Jianguo's first time to go to his place. He should be filial, but he still had to do it.
The two of them had a simple meal at noon, and Han Jianguo urged Han Peacock to buy something. Han Peacock had already planned it. He led Han Jianguo around a furniture mall for a long time, and finally bought something in a small store around the mall.
Got some of the cheapest stuff.
Even so, it cost nearly two thousand yuan, which made Han Jianguo feel ashamed. However, thinking that Han Kongque paid the money in advance, he finally reluctantly accepted it. After all, it was not his money. As for whether it would be real in the future.
If it needs to be returned to Han Peacock, that's another matter.
Of course, Han Kongque would not tell him that the money was not his, but Han Guangrong's private money.
In the evening, Han Peacock made a spicy chicken and stewed a big carp, and the two of them finished the meal with a bottle of beer.
Han Jianguo had something on his mind and had no intention of eating. He didn't respond to Han Kongque's overtures. Simply, Han Kongque lost his enthusiasm.
Early the next morning, Han Kongque woke up. When he got dressed, he found that Han Jianguo had already gotten up.
"Dad, why is it so early? You can talk for a while longer. I'll come back and call you when the time comes." It's only four o'clock in the morning, and even in the ghost market outside, there aren't many people.
"Are you going to the ghost market to hunt for treasure?" Han Jianguo looked carefully at the pumpkins outside and found that there were no changes, so he asked Han Peacock.
"Well, I'll go over and take a look." Han Peacock said.
Han Jianguo said: "Then I will go with you. We will just choose a suitable place to set up a stall."
Seeing Han Jianguo's firm tone, Han Kongque no longer stopped him: "Okay, let's leave now."
When we walked out of the yard, there were already a lot of people on the street. Although there were many people, there was no feeling of noisy at all. They were all very quiet.
Mr. and Mrs. Han Kongque didn't say anything and walked forward quietly. Han Kongque stopped from time to time to look at some of the things on the surrounding stalls.
There are more people in the ghost market than the stalls during the day. The entire antique street is full on both sides, but many people's stalls only have a few items, at most no more than a dozen.
Everyone sells things in this ghost market with a purpose.
Han Kongque stopped a few times, and each time he found some real things, but the value was not high, but the stall owner's asking price was not low, so Han Kongque gave up after just asking a few questions.
There are really no fools nowadays!
Han Kongque could only sigh in his heart. He usually heard rumors that others had picked up and missed, and each rumor was more bizarre than the last. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a legend, and that it was a legend.
But if you really go to the antique market and want to pick up the missing pieces, then you are just dreaming. If the pie does not fall from the sky, it is usually very difficult to pick up the missing pieces.
After shopping for an hour, Han Peacock didn't buy anything. Han Jianguo finally couldn't help but said: "Why don't you buy it? I think the things you just looked at are very old. They should be old things."
"The best plum vase is just a high imitation made in the Republic of China. The owner's asking price is too high, so there is no need to buy it." Han Peacock replied.
"Your daily job is to wander around this street like this?" Han Jianguo said.
Han Peacock smiled and said, "That's it."
"This job is not reliable! I think you should sell pumpkin porridge with us every day. That will always be a fixed income." Han Jianguo said.
"Wait until you can make money, then say this to me!" This time Han Kongque did not refuse.
Han Peacock talked to Han Jianguo indifferently, and looked at several stalls, such as porcelain bottles and so on. It was impossible to pick out the missing items, so Han Peacock focused on jade.
The most popular thing on this antique street, apart from ancient coins, is ancient jade. The so-called ancient jade is everywhere. As for the real thing, Han Kongque has never seen one on this street until now.
I looked at several stalls in a row, and they were all distressed. The distress of ancient jade was very disgusting, so Han Kongque just used the strong flashlight on his mobile phone to look at it for a few times, without touching it with his hands.
After a thorough inspection, I found that they were all old.
At this time, Han Kongque was really heartbroken, but he was right. If the jade is an ancient jade, it is either inherited or just unearthed. No matter which of the two, it is impossible to live in exile.
Come to this antique stall.
Naturally, people know that ancient jade that has been passed down is a treasure, and those who have just unearthed it, no matter how it was unearthed, must also know that it is a treasure.
Therefore, some people say that so-and-so found a piece of ancient jade from the Warring States Period at whose stall. That is purely a lie. If there really is an ancient jade from the Warring States Period, how could it be someone else's turn to pick it up?
No longer thinking about picking up the leaks, Han Peacock said directly: "Dad, let's go back. It's almost time. Go back and prepare the pumpkins. We will set up a stall on the street here. Now the people are almost shopping.
I had breakfast and went to work."
Everyone comes here to shop for treasures, but most of them are people with high incomes.
They usually have a good job and come here as a hobby. Now there is a nationwide craze for collecting. People of all kinds want to come to the antique street to try their luck and luck. This naturally gave birth to the antique market.
Hot.
The more people there are, the more opportunities there are here, so this morning, there are not only many stalls selling antiques, but also various food stalls.
After returning home, Han Kongque pushed up the small cart originally used by Chen Qing's family. There were pots and stoves on it, and there were many folding square tables and small horses placed on the empty space on one side.
Han Kongque had already spotted the place. He chose a place, set up the stall directly, and helped Han Jianguo place the table and pony.
As they moved, there were gradually more vendors around.
There are sellers here selling fried dough sticks and soy milk, sellers of steamed buns, sellers of chaos noodles, sellers of pancakes and fruits, sellers of fire-roasted food, and sellers of ramen noodles.
Therefore, although the flow of people on this antique street is large, the competition for snacks is also not small.
Mr. Han and Kongque had just set up their stall when Han Guangrong arrived: "Hey, you're here so early? Not bad, hurry up and get to work."
Han Guangrong originally wanted to say something, but he was pulled aside by Han Jianguo.
When Han Guangrong saw so many tables, he whispered to Han Jianguo: "Dad, why did you buy so many tables? It cost a lot of money, right? Where did the money come from? Is my brother really rich? Could it be that my brother is like this?
Pleasant bleeding?”
"Your brother is really rich. These things cost more than fifteen hundred, and your brother paid for them. Moreover, he was very generous when buying things. He spent so much money without even blinking." Han Jianguo whispered.
.
"When did my brother become so good? And, he has the ability to make money on the antique street?" Han Guangrong asked doubtfully.
"Hurry up and help. If your brother hears it, I won't care if you pay back the money." Han Jianguo warned Han Jianguo when he saw Han Kongque's eyes glancing over.
"I just doubt where he got the money." Han Guangrong said.
Han Jianguo said in a low voice: "Speak in a lower voice. If I had known you were so impatient, I wouldn't have told your brother's situation. I heard your brother say that he picks up things on the antique street every day. I heard that he makes a lot of money."
few."
Although Han Kongque did not say how much money he made, Han Jianguo thought of the basement that Han Kongque decorated. He must have made a lot, otherwise he would not have the money to renovate such a large basement.
"Just my brother? Still missing something? Did I hear you right?" Han Guangrong said mockingly.