Do the upper class eat like this every day? It’s too luxurious.
"How is the taste?"
"Oh, that's alright."
Mr. Song took a sip from his wine glass and said with a smile: "There were many misunderstandings between us before, but fortunately the misunderstandings have been resolved. As for us men, we all come out to make money. Wang Boutou has a high reputation among the northern sect."
, little brother, so I said, can you let Wang take the lead? Let’s work together.”
"How to cooperate?" I asked.
There was a cold glint in Boss Song's eyes, and he pointed directly at the thin man and said: "Lao Zhan and his gang have maritime connections. If your northern faction catches any big fish in the future, you can directly contact me and we can work together to sell it overseas.
Let’s grow bigger and stronger together and earn their money.”
I understand.
This man surnamed Song has such great ambitions... He is not satisfied with Luoyang, he wants to be in the international market like Lu Qinzhai back then.
He wants the entire northern faction to be his back-end supplier! He wants to do export business and earn money.
However, I know that the boss has always had a principle. What we sell is only sold to Chinese people and not to foreigners. This is the idea of many older generations in the north.
The paradox is that there are also some young people in the northern faction who are willing to sell things to foreigners, but they do not recognize this rule.
Among them, Tian Sanjiu is the representative. He is not afraid of anything, and he dares to do anything as long as he makes money, such as selling things to the pickled girl and grandma. Therefore, it is difficult for the old and the young to agree on the same opinions.
"What do you think little brother?"
"Well... I think it's useless for you to tell me. I can't make the decision."
Boss Song pointed at me with one hand and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about those old people. You just need to take the lead and help me contact those brave young people in your northern faction. How about we form a circle ourselves?"
He added: "Robbing tombs by yourself is a low-grade job. Like Li Laoya, no matter how good you are at it, what's the use? In the end, you will end up in jail when you get old? So, no matter whether you are a wild man or a regular army from the north,
If we stick together and hold together, we will be invincible."
"You don't have to make a decision in a hurry. Leave me my phone number and think about it carefully when you go back. If you figure it out, call me."
It was already afternoon when I left the Cultural City, and I hurried back to the hotel.
I told Boss Song what happened, and after hearing this, the boss said this.
"Yunfeng, if the Northern Faction and Ye Luzi form a group, our entire Northern Faction will disappear within ten to twenty years."
"So serious? Why do you want to take your head?"
"Because they are a mixed bag of good and bad, dishonest, dishonest, and unprofessional. You should stay away from these people."
"Yunfeng, let me ask you, do you feel guilty for robbing tombs now?"
"Guilt?"
I thought about it and shook my head: "No idea, I may only have a sense of excitement and excitement."
He smiled and patted my shoulder: "That's good. Remember, if you do what we do, if you feel guilty one day, you're not far away from going in."
It was very difficult for me to understand the meaning of the sentence "Tou Tou" at the time. In the following years, as I grew older, I understood it.
.....
Dou Sprout and the others came back in the evening. When they entered the door, they shouted: "Good news! Good news!"
"Head! We went to the Shifang Taoist Temple, but Brother Yu had a way. He found out from others! Thirty-five years ago, there was indeed a Taoist priest named Li who lived there. Later, when he met Posi Jiu, Taoist priest Li moved there.
Arrived on the mountain of Dongdongyangdaogou Village!"
"I heard that he died of illness on the mountain. Is the sword buried where he lived during his lifetime?"
I said that's not right. Since you know it, Wang Yuanjie should also know it. Why did he say he couldn't find it?
Douyazai was stunned, scratched his head and said, "That kid is not a professional tomb robber. It's normal that he can't find it. If he can't find it, that doesn't mean we can't find it!"
He glanced at the calendar on the table and said: "Today is Friday, we will leave on Monday. Tomorrow and the next two days you can go to the place Ya Zai mentioned and have a look. If you can't find it, forget it. There is no need to force it."
"Leaving on Monday? Where to go?"
He reached out and took out a small roll of old sheepskin that was heavily oxidized.
He said: "This place has been attracting me for more than a year. I have dreamed about those mysterious stone towers. They must be related to the Dangxiang people who perished in Xixia, probably in the Muya area of Sichuan."
