If you want to say who hates the person who took the bag more, he is the one who hates it the most.
What was in that leather bag was something he had accumulated bit by bit over the years by working hard, poaching the boss, lying about prices, etc.
Now it’s all gone. Zhang Yu
And the most important thing to him is not the bag, but the clothes.
To be more precise, it is a ledger sewn into the clothes.
That account book cannot be seen by outsiders. If outsiders find it, he will really be finished.
In the ledger is the information about each transaction of the boss that he secretly recorded.
I originally thought of leaving a back-up for myself to prevent the boss from burning bridges. Maybe when he stops doing this business, he can use this account book to dig out a sum of money from the boss.
If this book falls into the hands of the boss, he will be dead.
He would rather the account books fall into the hands of the police than the boss.
No, he couldn't stay in the capital anymore, he had to find a way to escape quickly.
As for the boss above him, he is about to be in trouble. Who cares about him?
Besides, it would be better if something happens to the boss above him. If something happens, no one can threaten him anymore.
He also hid money in several other places, and also knew a treasure hiding place belonging to his boss.
When he finds the money, and with it, he will be able to fly like fish in the sea and birds in the sky.
Isn't this better than following others and risking their lives on the black market?
With that money, he can live a good life for the rest of his life.
When he takes the money to the other side, buys a few houses, and gets two or three wives, wouldn't it be a wonderful life?
The leader was almost drooling thinking about it, but the reality was that he had to run away quickly with the other two people.
Just as the three of them were struggling to run away, Zhang Yu took the piece of clothing in his hand.
I looked through the pockets of my clothes and found some change and two pens.
Just when he thought there were only so many things, he tossed his clothes casually.
As soon as I flicked it, I realized something was wrong.
The weight of the clothes is wrong.
Although the clothes of this era were heavier than those of later generations, they were not likely to be that heavy.
Zhang Yu touched his chin and looked at the dress carefully.
Although there is no patch, the color has been completely faded by washing.
Just by looking at the "big yellow croakers" in the bag, you know that the owner must have some skills. Although it is not clear what this skill is, at least he will not be short of money.
Since there is no shortage of money, why should I carry such a piece of clothing close to my body?
The most important thing is that this dress is also tied with a bag full of gold bars.
Zhang Yu became interested and took the piece of clothing into his hands again.
I groped carefully bit by bit, and when I touched one of the places, I felt something was wrong.
This place is slightly thicker than other places.
He took out the scissors and carefully cut an opening.
Then I discovered that there was a sandwich inside with a piece of cloth sandwiched between it.
It is densely covered with small characters.
He brought the piece of cloth to his eyes and looked at it carefully, only to realize that it was a bill.
Seeing the grain shipments written above, he remembered the "dragon crossing the river" that Zheng Gouzi had told him.
It couldn't be such a coincidence, it was the "dragon crossing the river" who was about to take the money and run away, but he had the money intercepted.
Zhang Yu didn't know what to say for a while.
However, he looked at the cloth in his hand that recorded the shipment volume, and then looked at the "big yellow croaker" in the leather bag.
His hand unconsciously touched the two bags that were hit on his forehead.
I silently made a decision in my heart that the contents of this bag belong to me.
Just treat him as compensation for being smashed.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yu looked at the bag and nodded with satisfaction.
That's it.
The person he wanted to throw this bag to must also be thinking so.
(The leading man begins to curse.)
As for the piece of cloth in my hand, as a good citizen, of course I have to hand it over to the police if I find something.
Zhang Yu nodded, as if he felt that he had done the right thing.
He gave himself another thumbs up, he is such a good citizen who loves and contributes.
Because time flows quickly in the secret space, I'm worried that those people haven't gone far yet.
Zhang Yu simply reorganized the secret space again.
The grain to be harvested was harvested first, and then the land was plowed and planted again.
Afterwards, a group of chickens, ducks and geese were selected from the already full flock, killed, processed and placed into the lower space.
Finally, he turned his attention to his favorite pig.
Because of their small numbers, the populations of mini pigs and black pigs, which have always been reluctant to eat, have expanded a lot during this period.
I think it will be ready to eat soon.
However, it is okay to taste it a little now.
After all, if you keep them for breeding, you won't need so much.
Zhang Yu tried to convince himself.
After clapping my hands at the end, I decided to take out one and taste it first.
I just happen to be going home later, so I can take some home with me.
After making the decision, I started to sharpen my knife against the cattle and sheep. No, I sharpened my knife against the small fragrant pigs and black pigs.
With two pitiful cries, the two pigs he thought were the most delicious, selected from the two populations, had gone to the west.
Sure enough, the meat of black pigs and small fragrant pigs in this era seems to be better than that of large white pigs in later generations.
Looking at these pork, Zhang Yu also wanted to show off his skills.
After making a delicious pork feast, my mouth was full of oil, and then I lay down in the homemade cabin and had a good sleep.
When I felt that time was almost up, I came out of the secret space again.
After coming out of the secret space, Zhang Yu rode his bicycle to the police station.
When I arrived at the door of the police station, after walking around twice, my eyes flashed and I had an idea.
He went in with a smile, and when he entered, someone who knew him greeted him.
"Xiaoyu, why do you have time to come here today?"
"Brother Wei, I'm here to see my little uncle."
"I'm here to see the master. The master is in a meeting. Please wait for a while."
"Okay!" After listening to his words, Zhang Yu found a chair and sat down.
As soon as he sat down, Wei Jun, who had just greeted him, rushed over.
Pointing to the two big bumps on his head, he asked, "Xiaoyu, what's going on with these two bumps on your head?"
After hearing the question, Zhang Yu subconsciously touched the bag on his head with his hand and "hissed" in pain.
"It's nothing serious, I got hit accidentally."
"Who smashed it?"
Seeing Wei Jun's aggressive attitude and Kazuo's expression as he prepared to find someone to settle the score, Zhang Yu said innocently: "I don't know, I didn't see anyone, but it's not a big deal."
"Is everything okay? Are there any other injuries?" Wei Jun said and started to pull Zhang Yu's clothes, wanting to further check if there were any other injuries on his body.