"Fuck, stop talking nonsense! If you don't stop, leave immediately! I can charge you money if you want! This is the door of my house!"
I was too lazy to argue with such a naughty scoundrel, so I drove up the car and rolled up the glass, whispering something stupid.
After reversing the car and turning around, I suddenly saw in the reflector two piles of bricks stacked in the corner. The bricks were covered with a stone slab to make a small stone table.
I opened the door and got out of the car, and I walked over to take a look.
"Brother, does this belong to your family?"
The bald man who collected the parking fee said loudly: "Nonsense! Of course it's my home in front of my house!"
"Oh, come on, brother, let's smoke a cigarette."
"It was my fault just now. This is the parking fee of ten yuan. There is no need to change it."
"Brother, let me ask you something, where did you pick up these two piles of bricks?"
After accepting my money, his attitude obviously improved a lot, and he immediately said: "You said these rotten bricks, there are a lot of them behind the snack bar."
I asked which snack bar was specific and he pointed me in the direction.
When we arrived at the place, the door of the snack bar was locked, and a transfer notice was posted on the door. Here, we really saw a large number of blue bricks.
I was shocked.
This kind of brick, about 48cm long, is a typical tomb brick from before the Song Dynasty! In the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, this kind of brick became smaller and smaller in ancient tombs.
Who is so brave? Or does the other party not know it is a tomb brick at all?
Seeing that no one was paying attention, I stepped forward and pulled out a piece, and quickly licked the loose soil on the surface of the brick with my tongue.
"Pooh!"
Damn...this is a tomb brick from the Eastern Han Dynasty...
Where were these dug out?
I walked around the snack bar and found nothing. They were all residential buildings and bungalows.
Returning to where I was, I frowned and thought for a moment, then dialed the transfer number posted on the door of the snack bar.
An hour later, a fat woman in her thirties came over on a bicycle.
"Young man, are you the one who wants to see the house?"
"Yes, eldest sister, look at the house."
The fat girl parked her bicycle, took out her keys from her pocket and said with a smile: "My place is in a good location. If it weren't for something happening back home, I wouldn't even be willing to turn out. Come in, you can take a look first before talking."
When I entered, I found that it was an ordinary bungalow that had been renovated and had new tiles on the floor.
I asked where the bricks at the door came from, and the fat girl said: "They were dug out of the soil when we were laying floor tiles half a year ago."
"Young man, you don't know. I was shocked at the time. I thought there was an ancient tomb underground! Later, my husband went to see an expert at home. The expert said that they were the foundation bricks of the old house here, probably from the Republic of China period.
It’s not worth anything either.”
After hearing this, I immediately smiled and said, "Sister, I've always wanted to start a small business. I think your place is pretty good. How much does it cost? If it's cheaper, I'll rent it."
"Okay! It's definitely cheap! How long do you plan to rent it for?"
"Let's rent it for half a year first, and then we'll see if the business is good."
The process was very simple, it cost 4,800 yuan, and I didn’t sign any contract. I simply wrote a receipt. The elder sister smiled and gave me the key, and then she rode away on her bicycle.
.......
Two hours later.
I found a pickaxe, a square-headed shovel, and three thinner hollow iron pipes.
After locking the door, I took off my clothes, swung the pickaxe, and cracked the floor tiles with a bang!
