Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 33

"It's getting late, master, I'm going back first, and I'll come to see you when I come back from the countryside."

Yang Yukun checked the time, and it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

"Come back, slow down."

"Master, I'm leaving then."

Saying goodbye to the master, Yang Yukun pushed his bicycle on and left from Yanzhi Hutong.

"Hey, who is lying here in such a cold day?"

"I'll go, isn't this a movie?"

"You smell of alcohol, how much did you drink?"

"Master, wake up, don't sleep, this is not your home, you have to go home and sleep."

"Master Pian, Master Pian."

Master Pian'er turned over and muttered, "Drink, fill up!"

"How drunk are you? Still drinking, get up, and I'll take you home."

Yang Yukun found a person lying at the entrance of the alley, and when he got closer, he found that it was actually a son.

This old man drank too much, he probably fell here when he came home, and then lay here.

In such a cold day, I took off the cotton jacket on my body, if I lay here overnight, I would freeze to death.

At this moment, most people in the alley had already rested, so no one noticed that the old man was lying here drunk.

Fortunately, he came back late from his master, otherwise, he would have to eat in the alley tomorrow.

Helping the old man up from the cold ground, he picked up the padded coat that was thrown aside and put it on for the old man. Yang Yukun carried the old man to his house.

"Xiao Kun, it's you." Master Pian'er opened his eyes in a daze.

"Master, why did you drink so much?"

"Ugh... Upset."

"I'm home, Mr. Pianer, where are your keys?"

"Pocket."

"Come on, slow down."

Yang Yukun took out the key from Master Pian'er's pocket and helped Master Pian'er into the house.

Not long after he lay down, the old man started snoring.

After covering the quilt with Pian'erye, Yang Yukun lit the stove again, and then left from Pian'erye's house, went to the alley to push his bicycle back to his own home.

Among the senior figures in Qianmenlouzi, Pianerye's reputation and prestige are not as good as his master, Mr. Guan, and Mr. Niu.

It can be said that he is the one with the worst reputation among the grandfathers.

Because Pianer was a prodigal, he sold all his ancestral property.

The person who bought the film of his grandfather's ancestral property was Yang Yukun's future mother-in-law, Xu Huizhen.

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"Little Fifth Brother, haven't you slept yet?"

Back in the yard, Yang Yukun saw that the light was still on at Han Chunming's house, and took a look at the door, and found that Han Chunming was eating roasted sweet potatoes around the stove.

"I'm back, Xiaokun, and I went to Yanzhi Hutong again. Your master is back?"

"I'm back, I came back today."

"My master still talks about your master today, saying that your master hasn't come to drink with him for a long time. What treasure did your master find when he went to the countryside this time?"

"Master won't tell me, let's keep it secret, little fifth brother, don't ask me, if you want to know, you can ask my master yourself."

Yang Yukun took a roasted sweet potato from the stove, peeled it, and ate it happily.

It wasn't that he didn't tell Master Han Chunming what kind of treasure he had found, it was indeed the master who didn't let him tell.

"Little Brother Wu, I'll leave first, and you should go to bed earlier, we have to go to Mentougou early tomorrow morning."

After eating a roasted sweet potato at Han Chunming's place, Yang Yukun went back to his house next door and plunged into the portable planting space.

I went to the planting area and the breeding area for a walk, and then returned to my home in the storage area.

At seven o'clock in the morning in the outside world, Yang Yukun came out of the portable planting space refreshed.

"Get up, Xiaokun, I'm about to call you."

"Little Fifth Brother, when shall we set off?"

"Are you all ready?"

"Ready."

Yang Yukun didn't wear the military overcoat left by his father, but put on a tattered padded jacket full of patches.

This time I went to the countryside to search for old things. It is inevitable to hang them and hang them. There is no need to wear good clothes.

In addition, he also made a broken sack of the same style as his master's.

Although he can directly put the things he scoured into the portable planting space.

But this time he was acting with Han Chunming, and the sacks were used to store things that were scavenged under Han Chunming's nose.

"Let's go, my brother invites you to the restaurant to eat big meat buns."

The two pushed their bicycles out of the yard, first went to the breakfast shop on Qianmen Street to eat some freshly baked meat buns, and then they went straight to Mentougou.

It is not very far from Qianmenlouzi to Mentougou, about [-] kilometers.

The two rode bicycles and arrived at the boundary of Mentougou in more than an hour.

"Xiaokun, there is a village ahead, let's go into the village and have a look."

"Okay."

"Separate actions, and then meet at the entrance of the village."

"it is good."

On the way, they encountered a small village, and Yang Yukun and Han Chunming plunged into the village.

After entering the village, the two moved separately and made an appointment to meet at the entrance of the village.

It is winter now, which is the slack time for farming, so basically everyone in the village is at home.

If it is busy farming, there is almost no one in the village at this point, and they have already gone to the fields to do farm work.

"Wow woof woof..."

"I'll go, scare me, Rhubarb, come here."

"Wow woof woof..."

"Wow, woof, you are prosperous, I am prosperous, everyone is prosperous, don't bite me, I am not a bad person."

A big yellow dog rushed out from a nearby family and kept barking at Yang Yukun.

Yang Yukun picked up a stick from the side of the road and waved it at the big yellow dog.

Although he is known as the little bully at the front door, he is a little bit afraid of dogs.

I was bitten by a dog in my previous life, so I have a little psychological shadow.

"What's your name, young man, you're not from our village, are you? Come to visit relatives in our village?"

The uncle came out of the house with a pipe dangling from his mouth, smoking dry tobacco.

The big yellow dog stopped barking when he saw the old man, and kept wagging his tail at the old man.

Yang Yukun smiled and said, "Hi, I am a junk collector. I am not a bad person. Do you have any junk to sell, such as bottles and cans of furniture passed down by the elderly in the family? I will buy them at a high price."

"Collect junk?"

"Correct."

"You collect old objects, antiques?"

"Master, do you have any old things in your house?"

"There was a person who collected old things in our village before, and he collected a lot of old things in our village."

"Anyone here?"

"Yes, that man is wearing tattered clothes, twisted a tattered sack, and a tattered straw hat."

"I'll go, master."

Hearing the uncle's description, isn't this his master?

In other words, this village has already been taken by his master.

In the villages visited by his master, all the treasures must have been scoured by his master.

Well, come here for nothing.

The uncle said, "Young man, I really have some old objects in my house. The price that person came last time was too low. Would you like to visit my house?"

"It's done."

Yang Yukun has given up hope for the old thing that the uncle said.

Because the things in this uncle's house have been seen by his master.

The uncle said that the price given by his master was low and he didn't sell it to his master. It must be that his master didn't like these things, so he didn't buy them.

Sure enough, as he expected, these old objects mentioned by the uncle, although they were from the period of the Republic of China, are just some ordinary bowls for ordinary meals, which are worthless and have no collection value.

(End of this chapter)