High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods.
In the breakfast shop, a second-hand stereo played cheerful songs, a spoonful of secret red oil was poured on the freshly cooked rice noodles, and the boss sprinkled a handful of green onions, and the aroma suddenly became fragrant.
I blew it twice and put it in my mouth.
"cough!"
"Ahem!"
Damn it's so spicy! What kind of chili is this! It makes me choke.
Yuan Sibi handed me the sanitary napkin, he frowned and said: "Brother, is this okay? Isn't it kind of us to do this? If...if we are caught by our colleagues..."
I was too lazy to explain, so I dropped the spoon and said, "In a word, do you want to do it or not?"
He frowned at first, then gradually relaxed, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slammed the dining table: "Fuck it!"
I've probably estimated it in my mind.
That night, at least thirty or forty people rushed to rob it.
A normal person can hold twenty silver coins in one hand, and at that time there were several people using clothes to wrap them, so at least about a thousand silver coins were leaked out.
The Cultural Relics Bureau confiscated some of them on the first and second days. I guess that there are at least 400 coins left in the hands of the villagers. This number is only a lot more.
The total amount is 400, and I collected 89. As Yuan Sibi said, other bookmakers are coming in one after another and keep raising the purchase price. After all, it is a way to injure the enemy by one thousand and lose eight hundred to yourself.
So how can you get as much as possible?
Simple, secretly report all our competitors.
In the early days, as long as those who spent money to purchase "cultural relics" were willing to hand over the goods and had a good attitude of pleading guilty, they were generally not sentenced. Most of them were fined and given verbal education, and they were released after seven to fifteen days of criminal detention.
Some people must say that what you did is too dark! You don’t follow the moral principles of the world!
If I had nothing to do with my hands, I wouldn't do this. I would just go home and farm.
My colleagues are my enemies, my enemies are my enemies, and I don’t know them. I have never said that I am a good person, I have always been a bad person. As long as I can get money, I will do whatever it takes.
In order to avoid suspicion, this matter required a native-born person to come forward, and then Yuan Sibi and I secretly provided the report list.
There is someone who is very suitable.
Li Ming’s daughter, Xiao Zhen.
After breakfast, we immediately decided to split into two groups.
I went to the village to find Xiao Zhen, and Yuan Sibi used his contacts in the Tudi circle to secretly find out the names, addresses, and true identities of some people.
However, before taking action separately, he suddenly said: "Brother, all our goods are in your hands, you won't even eat my share, right?"
I laughed and said, "How can you? Brother Yuan, we are partners and friends. Do you think I look like such a dark person?"
"Brother, I think you are quite dark, so I'm worried. How about we bump heads?"
I was stunned, thought for a while and said, yes.
"Bumping the head" was a means of guarantee among people in the old society, just like the popular saying among children later: "Hang yourself with a hook, and it will not change for a hundred years." New
We didn’t need any sacrifices. We found a deserted place and buried three cigarettes in the soil as incense. The two of us first worshiped the sky and then the earth, then we knelt down and bumped each other’s forehead with our own foreheads! This is called
Bump head.
After getting up, I called him big brother and he called me little brother, and then we laughed.
.....
More than an hour later, I arrived at the door of Li Ming's house and knocked on the door. Xiao Zhen happened to open the door.
"Why is it you! Come in quickly!"
"You are crazy! How dare you come to our village in broad daylight!"
"I'm not going in. Come out for a moment. I have something I want to ask you for help with."
"Why are you looking for me? Antiquities dealer, let me tell you first, I won't help you collect money." She glanced at the courtyard and closed the door behind her back.
"I'm not called Cultural Relics Dealer. My surname is Xiang. According to my age, you have to call me Brother Feng."
"Tch, I don't care if you call me brother, just tell me what you want to do."
"Well."
I told me my plan. After hearing this, Xiaozhen raised his eyebrows and said, "You want me to go to the police station to report it? I've seen it a long time ago, but I didn't expect you to be such a bad person!"
"I can't help you, find someone else!"
After saying that, she was going back.
I stretched out my hand to grab her and pushed her! I pushed her back a few steps and leaned against the corner.
"You...what are you doing! I called me daddy!"
I came closer, pointed at her and said: "Xiao Zhen, you have to help me even if you don't want to help me. You charged me 10,000 yuan, do you think my money is so easy to get?"
"You...you...you gave me that money yourself!"
"You take it if I give it to you? Then if I grab a piece of shit and give it to you, you take it too?"
"Stop pretending to be arrogant. I know that you actually love money at heart. You are just a money worshiper."
Xiaozhen's face turned pale when I called her a gold digger!
Her lips trembled, she shook her head repeatedly, and denied, "No... I'm not."
I took out a thick envelope from my arms and deliberately opened it to let her see the inside of the envelope.
"I just took it out yesterday. There are 30,000 yuan in it. You helped me. This is yours. You will still have it after everything is done."
After saying that, I put it directly into her arms.
Xiaozhen lowered his head, didn't speak, and didn't express his position.
"What? You don't want it? Then give it back to me."
I pulled it, but it didn't move.
Because she held the envelope tightly with both hands.
I patted her hair and said with a smile: "Be good, that's right. You like money, there's no shame in it."
Yuan Sibi is a capable person. He works very efficiently. With detailed investigation, he gave me a handwritten list in the afternoon.
There are more than 20 people on the list, including name, age, home address, phone number, and license plate number.
After reading it, I laughed and said, "Brother Yuan, I'm sorry for you. I'm afraid you have to go in and stay for two or three days. Why don't you take a shower in advance?"
He nodded and said with a smile: "I know, brother, nothing will happen to me. Everything is in your hands. I don't even have a single silver coin in my hand, so I'm afraid of being a loser! It's just two days of tea with old friends."
I am not from their circle of shovelers, and no one knows me, which is my biggest advantage.
I called Xiao Zhen over the phone, handed her the envelope and said, "Do you know what to say?"
She was very obedient now, nodded and said, "I know, this envelope was stuffed into my home by an anonymous antique dealer."
"No, that's wrong. They are anonymous and you have never seen what they look like. How do you know that the person who gave you the envelope is an antique dealer?"
Knowing that there was a flaw in what he said, Xiao Zhen turned pale and looked a little scared.
I patted her and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, just say that the envelope was given to you by a person who calls himself Liu. It's too dark and he's wearing a hat and mask, so you can't see his face clearly."
"okay, I get it."
After explaining some details to Yuan Sibi, I drove Xiaozhen to the Kangding Police Station.
After arriving, Xiaozhen got out of the car and closed the door.
I made a circle, parked the car in a blind spot on the road, looked at Xiao Zhen, and walked into the police station door step by step.
