Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 291 Fu?disaster?
If anyone hates the person who took the purse more, he is the one who hates it the most.

What was contained in that leather bag was accumulated bit by bit by him for so many years of cheating, poaching the boss's corner, lying about the price and so on.

Now it's all gone.Zhang Yu

And the most important thing to him is not the purse, but the dress.

More precisely, a ledger sewn into clothes.

That ledger cannot be seen by outsiders. If outsiders find it, he will really be finished.

In the ledger is the information of each transaction of the boss secretly recorded by him.

Originally, he wanted to keep a backup for himself to prevent the boss from crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. Maybe when he quit this business, he could use this ledger to dig out a sum of money from the boss.

If this book falls into the hands of the boss, he will die.

He would rather the ledgers fall into the hands of the police than fall into the hands of the boss.

No, the capital can't stay anymore, he has to find a way to escape quickly.

As for the boss above him, this is about to be a disaster, who cares about him!

Besides, it would be better if the boss above him had an accident. If an accident happened, no one would be able to use his excuses to threaten him.

He also hid money in several other places, and he also knew a treasure place of the boss above him.

When he finds the money and takes it with him, he will be able to leap into the sea and let the birds fly in the sky.

Isn't this better than risking your life on the black market with others?
With that money, he can live a good life for the rest of his life.

Waiting for him to go to the other side with the money, buy a few houses, and get two or three wives, wouldn't it be a beautiful day.

The leader was almost drooling at the thought, but the reality was that he had to run away with the other two.

Just as the three of them were struggling to run, Zhang Yu took the dress into his hand.

I rummaged through the pockets of my clothes and found some small change and two pens.

Just when he thought there were only so many things, he tossed the clothes casually.

It turned out that something was wrong.

Clothes are the wrong weight.

Although the clothes of this era are heavier than those of later generations, they cannot be so heavy.

Zhang Yu stroked his chin and looked at the dress carefully.

Although there is no patch, it has been washed and completely faded.

Looking at the "big yellow croakers" in the purse, he knew that the owner must have some skills. Although he didn't know what the skills were, at least he wouldn't be short of money.

Since there is no shortage of money, why do you have to wear such a piece of clothing next to your body.

The most important thing is that this dress is also tied with a bag full of gold bars.

Zhang Yu, who became interested, took the dress back into his hands.

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 a slit.

Then I found that there was another interlayer inside, with a piece of cloth sandwiched between them.

It was densely written with small characters.

He held the cloth up to his eyes, examined it carefully, and realized that it was a bill.

Seeing the grain shipments written on it, he remembered the "dragon crossing the river" that Zheng Gouzi told him.

It can't be such a coincidence, this is the "dragon crossing the river" who was going to take the money and run away, but let him cut it off.

Zhang Yu didn't know what to say for a while.

But he looked at the cloth in his hand that recorded the shipments, and then looked at the "big yellow croaker" in the leather bag.

He touched the two smashed bags on his forehead unconsciously.

I silently made a decision in my heart, the things in this bag are my own.

Just give him compensation for being smashed.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu looked at the bag and nodded with satisfaction.

So decided.

The person who wanted to throw this bag outside must have thought so too.

(The lead man begins to curse.)
As for the piece of cloth in his hand, as a good citizen, if he picks up something, he must hand it over to the police uncle.

Zhang Yu nodded, as if he felt that he was doing the right thing.

Give yourself a thumbs up again, he is such a good citizen who loves dedication.

Because the time flow in the secret space is fast, I am worried that those people have not gone far.

Zhang Yu simply rearranged the secret space again.

Harvest the grain to be harvested first, and then plow the ground and plant it again.

Afterwards, they picked a group of chickens, ducks and geese that were already full, killed them, and put them in the lower space after processing.

Finally, he set his sights on his favorite pig.

Because of the small number, the population of the little fragrant pigs and black pigs that have been reluctant to eat has expanded a lot during this time.

Think about it and eat it soon.

Still, it’s okay to have a little taste now.

After all, if you keep it for breeding, you won't need so much.

Zhang Yu tried to convince himself.

With the last clap of hands, it was decided that I would take out one and taste it first.

Just going home later, I can also take some back home.

After the decision was made, he began to sharpen his sword against the cattle and sheep, no, he sharpened his sword against the little fragrant pig and the black pig.

Following two miserable cries, the two pigs that he thought were the most delicious, selected from the two populations, had already gone to the West Paradise.

Sure enough, the meat of black pigs and small fragrant pigs of this era seems to be better than that of big white pigs of later generations.

Looking at these pork, Zhang Yu also wanted to show his skills.

After making a beautiful pork feast, after eating a mouthful of oil, he lay down in the homemade log cabin and had a good sleep.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Flash 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 came to the gate of the police station, after turning around twice, my eyes flashed, and I had an idea.

He went in with a smile, and when he went in, people who knew him greeted him.

"Xiaoyu, why do you have time to come here today?"

"Brother Wei, I'm here to find my little uncle."

"Come to see the master, the master is in a meeting, please wait for a while."

"Okay!" After hearing what he said, Zhang Yu found a chair and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Wei Jun who greeted him just now rushed over.

Pointing to the two big bags on his head, he asked, "Xiaoyu, what are the two bags on your head?"

Hearing the question, Zhang Yu subconsciously touched the bag on his head with his hand, and let out a "hiss" in pain.

"It's nothing serious, I accidentally got smashed."

"Who smashed it?"

Seeing Wei Jun's menacing expression and Yifu's expression of preparing to find someone to settle accounts, Zhang Yu said innocently: "I don't know, I didn't see anyone, but it's nothing serious."

"Are you all right? Is there any other injuries?" Wei Jun was about to pull Zhang Yu's clothes as he spoke, wanting to further check if there were any other injuries on his body?

(End of this chapter)