Siheyuan: Start with a big car

"What? Two small yellow croakers? This little bitch has a really big appetite!"

After listening to Wang Fengxian's words, Lao Hei let go of Wang Fengxian, slapped the side of the bed with his palm, his face was so gloomy that it could drip water.

"Do you know where her family lives? Why don't I sneak in tonight and put a knife on her neck, I don't believe it, she dares to open her mouth like a lion."

Hearing this, Wang Fengxian shivered in fright.

She knew that Lao Hei was cruel and merciless, and he could indeed do such a thing.

Although Wang Fengxian got on Lao Hei's thief boat, he still had a little conscience, so he quickly took Lao Hei's hand and said, "Don't worry, that girl Qin Jingru is also a brainless girl. If her temper really comes up, she would rather die than die." Since, then we will be caught blind. Our goal is to quickly complete the task, and then go overseas by boat, and live a happy life from now on."

Old Hei frowned, but didn't say anything.

Wang Fengxian looked at Lao Hei in surprise: "You, you don't even have two small yellow croakers, do you?"

"How is this possible? Hahaha, absolutely impossible!" Lao Hei smiled awkwardly, stood up and patted his chest and said: "Our organization is very strong, and the activities are allocated on time every month. How is it possible? There will be a shortage of money!"

"That's it, it's just two small yellow croakers. When we get the information, the reward we can get must be at least a hundred small yellow croakers?" Wang Fengxian looked at Old Hei tentatively.

Old Hei nodded heavily: "Of course, the superior has already said that as long as we bring the materials over, we can get at least fifty kilograms of gold."

Seeing that Lao Hei looked determined, Wang Fengxian breathed a sigh of relief.

After she was liberated, she could have left the organization and started a new life, but she went all the way to the dark just to live a life of prosperity and wealth.

How sad it would be if the chicken flew and the eggs were beaten in vain!
Old Hei spoke firmly, but felt a little guilty in his heart.

The reason is very simple, let alone two small yellow croakers, he can't even take out one.

The material transportation channel of his organization has long been destroyed. It has been half a year and he has not been able to get "salary".

For the past six months, Lao Hei has been relying on selling off his previous inventory to make ends meet.

Now I want two small yellow croakers all at once, where should I get them?
Lao Hei suddenly lost interest, hurriedly finished the fixed project, got dressed, and left the room with his hands behind his back.

Outside the house, Carpenter Zhou was still squatting at the door smoking a cigarette. When he saw Lao Hei coming out, his body collapsed visibly, and he bowed his head and said nothing.

Old Hei was very satisfied with Carpenter Zhou's attitude. He spat, cursed "trash", and walked away in four square steps.

Carpenter Zhou gritted his teeth, stood up slowly, and entered the house step by step.

At this time, Wang Fengxian had finished cleaning up, and she was lying on the bed and weeping softly. Zhou Carpenter's heart ached with that delicate appearance.

He walked over, gently embraced Wang Fengxian in his arms, gritted his teeth and said, "Daughter-in-law, if this goes on, I will not be able to bear it sooner or later. If I come next time, I will add some poison to his tea bowl, just a while ago." The sub-district office has exterminated rats, and each household has distributed a packet of poison, but ours has not been used yet.”

Wang Fengxian raised her arms, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, and shook her head: "Old Zhou, Lao Hei is very vigilant, haven't you noticed that since he entered our house, he has never touched a drop of water, even the water you gave him He didn't even take a sip of that bowl of egg tea."

"Well, then I'll hide in the dark and kill him with a knife. We have a bayonet at home, which I picked up on the street back then."

"Old Zhou, now our plan is about to succeed, so you can wait for a while longer." Wang Fengxian felt a little nervous when he heard this, and reached out to grab Lao Zhou's hand.

After their identities were exposed, Wang Fengxian drew up a plan in order to hold back Carpenter Zhou. Once the information was obtained, the two of them would join forces to kill Lao Hei and take the information to the opposite side to claim credit.

Anyway, those people on the opposite side also recognize the information but not the person.

Carpenter Zhou looked at Wang Fengxian with pity: "I just want to wrong you."

"For our future, I am willing!"

Wang Fengxian was relieved to see Carpenter Zhou set up again.

the other side.

In the dark, Lao Hei returned to a farm house on the outskirts of the city, and began to search for it.

Don't tell me, hard work pays off, and he really found it.

It was a jade pendant.

The texture of jade pendant is sapphire, delicate and translucent.The sharp beak is slightly hooked, there is a double crown on the top of the head, the tail is raised, and the end of the tail is forked. The overall shape is elegant and exquisitely carved.

Under the illumination of the light, the jade pendant exudes the charm of history, playing in the hands, it seems to have crossed the long river of history.

Lao Hei caressed the jade pendant, a look of reluctance appeared on his face.

This phoenix-shaped jade pendant was rewarded by Shangfeng for completing the mission of the organization.

The jade pendant was unearthed from a tomb in the Western Zhou Dynasty, which is enough to illustrate its value. What's more, there is a phoenix engraved on this jade pendant.

As we all know, in the Western Zhou Dynasty, the image of the phoenix was beautified to the extreme and deified to the extreme.

The phoenix bird became a symbol of the rule of the Western Zhou Dynasty.
After Lao Hei got the jade pendant, he also asked several professors of antiques to appraise it. Those professors and scholars unanimously affirmed that this jade pendant is enough to be called a national treasure.

So in the chaotic period that followed, no matter whether Lao Hei was forced to flee in a hurry or was in a desperate situation, he always hid this jade pendant in a secret place.

For him, this jade pendant is like his life, life can be lost, but jade pendant cannot be lost.

It's just that this jade pendant is the only valuable thing for him now, if he doesn't take it out, then there is no way to get the information.

After weighing again and again, Lao Hei decided to take the jade pendant to the pigeon market and sell it.

Because no matter how precious this jade pendant is, it is useless to stay in the country, and even if it is discovered, it will cause big trouble.

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Lao Hei decided to discredit and go to the pigeon market.

He is also an old expert. He woke up on time at 02:30 in the morning, changed into a ragged cotton jacket, found a ragged felt hat from the cabinet, and found a pair of cotton gauze masks to wear on his face.

After making sure that his whole body was tightly wrapped and that there was nothing wrong with it, Lao Hei opened the door and stepped into the cold wind.

At this time, it was dark outside, and the small farmyard was located in the suburbs, which was even quieter than the inside of the city, only one or two barking sounds could be heard.

This is more conducive to Lao Hei's actions.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the Pigeon Market smoothly.

The pigeon market is the same as before. The stall owner puts the samples of the goods on the newspaper in front of him, puts a lantern next to him, and curls up next to him to keep warm, waiting for customers to come to his door.

Rice, millet, stick noodles, young roosters, old hens. Recently, as the control of materials has become more and more strict, the materials on the pigeon market are more abundant than before, and more and more people come to the pigeon market to buy and sell goods.

Old Hei shuttled through the crowd, but his eyes kept scanning. What he was looking for was an antique dealer in the pigeon market.

Antique dealers are an unpopular existence in the pigeon market.

Under normal circumstances, the streets will turn a blind eye to the buying and selling of grain, food stamps, and coupons in the pigeon market.

No one cares about people who don't have enough to eat.

But when it comes to buying and selling weapons, the buying and selling of antiques is strictly checked. Once they hear of antique dealers, the street office will organize people to clean them up.

Therefore, people who buy and sell goods in the pigeon market also hate antique dealers.

After all, no one is doing business well, and they were cleaned up.

Antique dealers also know this, and generally hide it relatively deeply, just like normal people who set up stalls, it is difficult for ordinary people to find out.

But this is not a problem for Old Hei, after all, he has been engaged in secret work for so many years, and has observation skills beyond ordinary people.

Soon, Lao Hei found a suspected antique dealer among the vendors.

The man was like a normal stall owner, squatting on the mat, with a bit of millet on the newspaper in front of him. The golden millet looked golden under the light.

From the outside, this person looks like a millet seller, but whenever a customer asks for a price, the price he gives is always [-]% higher than the market price, so for half an hour, not a single business is closed.

Doing so can only show that he is not selling millet, and the reason why he set up a stall in the pigeon market must have other motives.

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There was also an indescribable smell emanating from his body, which was inexplicable and inexplicable.

After observing carefully for a while, Lao Hei confirmed his guess, walked over slowly, and squatted in front of the booth.

Pigeon market is not allowed to speak, and Lao Hei directly made a gesture of inquiry.

The vendor gestured back. The price was already [-]% higher than the market price, and then he was about to hang his head and continue to prepare for sleep.

Unexpectedly, Lao Hei made a gesture of clasping his fists, his expression froze, his body swayed, and he almost fell off the Maza stool.

The vendor looked Lao Hei up and down, and tried to make a strange gesture, which was composed of more than ten gestures, and looked very complicated.

A look of joy flashed in Old Hei's eyes, and he also made a strange gesture.

The vendor nodded at Old Hei, packed up the goods on the ground, put them under his arms, turned around and walked out of the pigeon market.

Lao Hei stood up, looked left and right, and found that no one noticed the situation here, so he followed slowly.

The two turned left and right in the alley in the dark, and finally came to a large courtyard.

The vendor took out the key from his waist, unlocked the door, and entered the house.

"My friend, what are you doing with me?"

The vendor's voice was very hoarse, and in the dark atmosphere, it was inevitable that people's hairs would stand on end.

Old Hei smiled and said, "I have a piece of cake here, I hope you can grasp it."

Yatang is a slang word in the antique industry, which means the treasure of the town store, and is generally used to refer to precious antiques.

The vendor nodded: "Come in."

When Old Hei entered the house, he turned around and closed the door, untied his mask, and took off his hat.

Only then did Lao Hei see clearly that this antique dealer was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with dark skin and a thin body, as if he had suffered a serious illness, exuding a gloomy aura.

"Can you sign up for your name?"

"Name. Heh. Where is the name?" The vendor sat down slowly while leaning on the chair, and said with a wry smile: "There was indeed a name before liberation, but now, people are not ghosts or ghosts. The nomination number is a bit ridiculous, you can call me Lao Mo."

"Old Mo" Lao Hei pondered for a moment, then nodded: "You are called Lao Mo, and I am called Lao Hei. The fate of the two of us is not shallow."

While talking, Lao Hei looked around the room without any trace, the furnishings in the room were very simple, a square table, a few benches, the back room was behind, and the outside was hung with curtains, these were not important.

The important thing is that the top of the furniture is covered with a layer of dust.

Obviously, this is not the place where Lao Hei usually lives, but a temporary den.

To be able to get a room as a temporary shelter, this old Mo is quite capable.

Old Mo lit a cigarette and smoked it comfortably: "What is that thing you just said, can you take it out and let me palm it?"

"Of course." When Lao Hei was taking the jade pendant, he lifted up his shirt intentionally or unintentionally, revealing the handle of the pistol stuck in his waist.

Lao Mo's pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't express anything, he still looked at him silently.

But when the jade pendant was taken out, Lao Mo couldn't sit still anymore.

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The mouth was slightly opened, the cigarette fell to the ground, and Lao Mo's eyes were as big as copper bells.

"This, this is."

"That's right, it's from the Western Zhou Dynasty."

Lao Hei did not hand over the jade pendant directly to Lao Mo, but put it on the table.

This is the rule of antique luggage, antiques are not handy, to prevent some people from touching porcelain.

Lao Mo rubbed his hands, gently picked up the jade pendant and began to play with it carefully.

"The decoration is exquisite and the shape is unique, but there are traces of original sheet cutting and wire drawing on the surface. In addition, there are irregular cutting marks, gully butt marks and some messy grinding marks on the edge. The thickness of the jade is not the same, and the surface is not smooth enough. , these are the characteristics of Western Zhou jade.”

While talking, he put the jade pendant up to his nose and smelled it, nodded and said: "It smells like tombs, earth, and passed down from generation to generation. Although it has been unearthed for a long time, the smell is very light."

Hearing this, Old Hei was a little surprised.

He also studied antiques back then, and he can be regarded as a semi-expert. Generally speaking, only antiques that have just been unearthed, or not long after unearthed, will retain those flavors.

He carried this jade pendant with him back then, but after so many years, the smell had long since disappeared, and Lao Mo could actually smell it.

"Your Excellency is very capable. Before liberation, you should be a big man, right?"

"I've said it just now, don't mention the past." Old Mo reluctantly put the jade pendant on the table, raised his head and stared at Old Hei: "I have experienced the goods, it can be said to be top-quality, you Make an offer!"

Lao Hei stretched out five fingers: "Five small yellow croakers."

"Five." Old Mo looked a little embarrassed, pondered for a moment and said: "Before liberation, let alone five small yellow croakers, even if it is fifteen small yellow croakers, I will accept it."

"It's just that it's not the same as it was before. This thing can't be sold at a price at all, and there are fewer and fewer small yellow croakers."

While speaking, he hesitated for a moment, and stretched out two fingers: "I can only give you so much."

Lao Hei stood up, opened another finger and stood it up: "One more finger, a total of three, and we will make a deal."

"Deal!" Lao Mo looked down at the jade pendant, gritted his teeth, and agreed.

(End of this chapter)