"Hotels and hotels are not safe now. This is a house I bought before. You can live here with peace of mind and stay as long as you want."
"Thank you so much, Miss Sai, you've been a big help this time. I was a little rude to you before, so don't take it to heart."
Sai Xishi covered her mouth and said with a smile: "My eyes have read countless men. This man is often not afraid of bad words but bad hearts. Don't worry, I won't take it to heart. This is the key. If you need anything, call me."
Telephone."
After saying that, Sai Xishi turned around and left in a charming manner, carrying a brand-name bag.
Glancing at the door, Xiaoxuan said suspiciously: "Yunfeng, I found a problem, why are there women willing to help you everywhere?"
I shook my head and said I didn’t know, maybe it was because I was too good-looking.
Yuanyang smiled with her eyelashes curled up. I asked her that Jiu Qingshui was in danger this time. What are your plans for the future? You can’t always follow us.
The smile on Yuanyang's face was fixed. She looked lonely, lowered her head and whispered: "I...I don't know."
"Do you have any relatives or anything you can go to?" I asked.
Yuanyang shook his head: "No, I grew up in an orphanage. Later, Sister Ninth took me in because she took pity on me."
Then this is not going to be easy... To be honest, for this innocent girl I met in Daimyo, I still want to do my best to help her.
Yuanyang suddenly whispered: "Actually... I have always had a wish."
"What wish?"
She immediately said: "I want to open a pet shop! Raise some cute kittens and puppies! But...but I have no money..."
Xiaoxuan sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at me sideways.
I coughed and said, "Actually, I don't have much money, but if you don't use it much, I can lend you some temporarily and pay it back to me when your pet shop makes money later."
"Really, Brother Feng!"
"Brother Feng, I love you!"
Yuanyang hugged me excitedly. She said that she only needed 30,000 yuan! She also said that she would return it to me as soon as she got rich.
Thirty thousand yuan, to me, is just a hair on an ox, but to this girl, it may be able to fulfill her dream. Feng Shui masters say that robbing graves and digging up graves is detrimental to moral character. I call this doing one good deed a day for myself.
Accumulate moral virtue.
...
That night, I sat in front of the desk lamp and stared at the two rows of copper coins on the table in a daze.
In front of me are sixteen counterfeit Qifuchang Tongbao copper coins, which I secretly hid last time when I found an opportunity. No one knows about it, not even Jiu Qingning. This trip cannot be in vain. I want the entire travel expenses.
I picked up a copper coin and twisted it with two fingers. The coin spun on the table like a coin.
There was a snap.
I grabbed the copper coin and said to myself: "If it's tails, I'll take a look, if it's heads, I'll go to bed."
When he took his hand away, he saw that the coin was facing up.
"Xiaoxuan, I'm going out for a while and I'll bring you some midnight snacks when I come back. What do you want to eat?"
"where you go?"
"I'm going to Datang to get some information. Do you want to have barbecue? I'll bring you some barbecue when I come back."
Xiaoxuan's expression changed and she immediately said: "Now the whole Zhuji is arresting people everywhere. It's not safe. Don't go out. Let's just hide here patiently for two days."
I shook my head: "You can't just hide, otherwise your eyes will be dark, completely cut off from the outside world, and it will be bad to become blind. Okay, you can just wait at home."
At 9:30, I drove a Porsche to the gate of Zhejiang Socks Factory.
The entire factory door was closed, all workers were sent away, the door was sealed, and police were at the door to maintain order.
A group of people held banners and shouted in unison at the door: "Give us back our hard-earned money! Give us back our hard-earned money! Give back our hard-earned money!"
After I inquired about it, I realized that these people were all sock dealers from all over the country. They had deposited tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of goods in the factory. Now that something happened to the factory, they all came to ask for money.
Seeing that these people were getting more and more excited, the person maintaining order at the scene shouted: "Don't worry, everyone! The factory will still be open after the investigation is over! Everyone will come to negotiate with the factory for refunds then!"
"Negotiation is useless! The boss has been shot! Who are we going to negotiate with! How can the factory be open! We want money now! Return our hard-earned money!"
I was shocked, Boss Nie was shot??? This... this is too damn fast! Doesn't this need to go through the normal process?
At this moment, I heard a middle-aged man next to me say calmly: "You deserve it, damn, well done. You deserve to die."
"Brother, what's the inside story do you know?" I asked him.
The man immediately laughed and said, "No, I was just talking nonsense."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. I quickly chased after him and got close to him. I pulled him to eat, and he agreed.
At that time, there were small restaurants across from the west gate of Zhejiang Socks Industry. He took me into one, and when I entered, he shouted: "The boss lady! She's out to greet business!"
A middle-aged woman in her fifties hurriedly came out.
"Ouch! Isn't this me, Brother Zhao! I haven't seen you for several days!"
"Haha, what's the matter, do you miss me?"
"I'm so stupid! What are you going to eat today? I'll cook it for you!"
He asked me what I wanted to eat, and I said, Brother Zhao, just watch it, and I’ll treat you to this meal.
I randomly ordered a few stir-fried dishes, a bottle of white wine, and a special dish: Anhua Beef Soup, which is actually a casserole beef offal soup. The waiter who served us was a bit funny. He was so clumsy when he served the dish that others called him
Watermelon head.
I think this waiter is about thirty years old. He lives up to his name. He has an old-fashioned watermelon haircut, is highly myopic and wears thick square-rimmed glasses. People eating around him tease him from time to time.
He was having fun, and someone said: "Watermelon head, why are you so stupid? If I find a wife for you, you won't be able to find a way, haha!"
I couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zhao, is this a bit too much?"
"Haha, brother, don't worry, the people who come here to eat are all regular customers. Don't take our jokes seriously, but Watermelon Head is really stupid and often serves the wrong dishes."
After eating and drinking for a while, I gradually became familiar with this man. I found out that his name was Zhao Zhendong. Do you think it was a coincidence or not? My great-uncle who lived in Gaobeidian was also named Zhao Zhendong. They had the same name.
Zhao Zhendong is a local, and he is engaged in the antique business. People in Zhuji may know that there was an overpass there in the early years, and stalls were set up on the bridge to sell antiques. I don’t know if the bridge still exists, so he sets up a stall on the bridge to sell antiques.
Antiques, so he is an insider and knows some inside information.
When he learned that I was also traveling with him, he immediately let down his guard, put down his chopsticks and whispered to me: "Brother, Boss Zhao was shot to death last night while resisting arrest and escaping. The police found him from the basement of his factory.
Hundreds of national treasure-level cultural relics! There are more than a dozen white jade Bodhisattva statues from the Sui Dynasty alone!"
He added: "In the past two years, all those who have sold unearthed cultural relics, as long as they did not run away, were all fucking arrested yesterday! Our current cultural relics market in Zhuji is so panic-stricken that I dare not go to the bridge to sell it.
It’s so bad that those who opened the shop have not dared to open their doors in the past two days. All this is thanks to Boss Nie! That’s why I say he died well!”
"Brother Zhao, when do you expect this gust of wind to pass?" I asked.
Lighting a flower stick, he smacked his lips and said, "It's hard to say, it depends on the meaning above. Anyway, I estimate that this wind will last for at least two years."
"so long?"
"Yes, we have a big tomb in Zhuji, does King Gou Jian of Yue know about it? His father's tomb is here, and it was stolen last year. It may have something to do with this. You say now, sell fakes to make money
If you don’t get enough money, you may be caught selling genuine goods at any time. It’s hard to do business. Brothers, how is your business in the north? If possible, I will have to move my position.”
As the saying goes, cats have their own catwalks, and mice have their own rat lanes. No matter how strict the ban on the sale of unearthed cultural relics is, the first thing this person thinks about is not to change his career, but to change places and move positions to continue doing business. This is how this business has been repeatedly banned for thousands of years.
Endless reasons.
And those who supply these people are people like me. Even if I don't do it, there will still be countless people doing it. This is an endless cycle. Even if the old scholar is extremely capable, he can't change this situation. This industry will last forever.
exist.
After three rounds of drinking, I was already seventy percent tipsy. I take back what I said before about southerners not being as good as northeasterners in drinking. This guy can drink. It was just the two of us who drank four and a half bottles of white wine.
.
I was about 70% drunk at this time, and he was very drunk, and he insisted on pulling me and yelling for help. We were talking nonsense, and suddenly a table next to us was overturned!
"Fuck you! Try saying it again!"
"Just say it! Do you think your father is afraid of you?"
The man who started the trouble got red-eyed, and immediately rushed into the kitchen and took out a kitchen knife! He chased the other person with the knife and chopped it!
The man ran away, and the guy threw his hand away with red eyes!
At this moment, the watermelon-headed waiter just opened the door curtain and walked out.
"Be careful with the knife!" someone reminded loudly!
Seeing the bright kitchen knife flying towards him, Watermelon Head quickly stretched out two fingers.
Impartially, the kitchen knife flying at high speed was caught between his two fingers, making it steady...
Everyone present, including me, stared wide-eyed and couldn't react for a moment.
Watermelon Head glanced at us lightly, then turned around and entered the kitchen with a kitchen knife.
After dinner, Zhao Zhendong and I exchanged phone numbers and agreed to have a drink later when we were free. I did not go back, but stayed in the car.
At 11:30 p.m., the small restaurant closed, and I saw the watermelon head walking out carrying a plastic bag.
I drove and followed him from a distance, and saw him stop holding a plastic bag as he passed by the entrance of the Zhejiang Socks Factory.
He suddenly took out a bamboo dragonfly from his arms, pinched it with his hand, and the bamboo dragonfly flew into the sky.
The bamboo dragonfly flew higher and higher. He looked up and stared at it for a while, then turned and left with a smile.
A minute later, my eyes widened as I watched the bamboo dragonflies slowly falling from the sky.
