money player

Chapter 2: Rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find treasure

There is no doubt that Xian Yaowen is a time traveler. His real name is Nan Youqiong. Before time traveling, he was the head of the Nan Consortium. His father is Chinese and his mother is Jewish. He colluded with other Jewish consortiums and secretly controlled the world economy. direction.

If he had the choice, he did not want to time travel. He had never lacked the love of his parents since he was a child, and he received an elite education. When he was twenty-four, his father retired and handed the family scepter into his hands. From that moment on, he The second generation of the consortium turned into the first generation. Besides managing the Nan family in an orderly manner, they also had the leisure to attract all the beauties in the world.

He didn't lack love when he was young, and he didn't lack money when he got older. How could he travel through time?

"God, you've fucked me to death."

Complaining again, he guessed that Xian Yaowu was coming back, so he calmed down and returned to the present moment.

Just after one-third of the cigar was smoked out, Xian Yaowu came back with the two young ones. He put out the cigar, put the unsmoked ones back into his pocket and put them away. He waved his hand in silence and led the three of them back to the third My aunt's room.

When he came to the bed, he asked Xian Yaodong and Xian Yaohua to stand with their backs to each other. He put Lei Huhu into the military uniform he was wearing when he came out. He also straightened up his appearance. After tidying up, he muttered: "Lei Huhu, you have done many evil things. , I just broke your neck, you’re lucky if I didn’t torture you.”

"Brother, do you want to burn it?" Xian Yaowu asked beside him.

"If you don't burn it, throw it into a well to keep it safe."

Xian Yaowen replied, groping in the pocket of Lei Hu's military uniform, and took out all the bits and pieces. Then he got Lei Hu's briefcase from the table, took it out too, and put the bits and pieces away. Together, they handed it to Xian Yaowu.

"Keep it away and burn it when you're done."

After wrapping the naked third aunt tightly in a blanket, Xian Yaowen asked the two young ladies to turn around. With a wave of his hand, the four of them were rummaging through the room in an instant. They were looking for valuable things, but they only needed foreign currency, Hong Kong dollars, gold, and nothing else.

The four of them were very quick with their hands and feet. In a short time, all the valuables in the room were dug out, including five 10-yuan HSBC Hong Kong dollars, three 1-yuan Hong Kong dollars, two small yellow croakers, and some gold jewelry.

Putting the things into the rice bag brought by Xian Yaodong, the four of them changed rooms and continued rummaging.

After going through the rooms one by one, they finally came to Landlord Liu's master bedroom. Xian Yaowen asked the other three to rummage, and he walked to a corner of the room with familiarity, knocked on the floor a few times, and opened a secret door very easily.

He lit a match and threw it down. Using the light, he peeked inside and saw a familiar underground treasure house.

The layout is the same, but the placement of objects is a little different.

Twenty-eight years later, in 1977, Liu's House would become South House. Xian Yaowen's father found a pot of gold here and Xian Yaowen also lived here for some time. He was familiar with everything here.

“What came first, the chicken or the egg?”

Xian Yaowen also began to struggle with this issue.

One of the gold items that Xian Yaowen's father picked up here was that he found a corpse in military uniform in the well in the front yard. Under the corpse was a briefcase with 12 large yellow croakers in it.

Now, the bag is on Xian Yaowen's body. Following the trend, it goes without saying that he must have put the gold in the bag. Sitting on the floor, refilling his unfinished cigar, Xian Yaowen began to analyze the relationship between chicken and egg in his mind.

"Brother Yaowen, there are so many big yellow croakers." Just as he was racking his brains, Xian Yaodong suddenly shouted.

Xian Yaowen turned around and looked over, only to see Xian Yaodong struggling to hold a dozen large yellow croakers in his hands and offering him the treasure with excitement on his face.

After getting up and walking over, Xian Yaowen took a large yellow croaker from Xian Yaodong's hand. He looked at it and found a hard steel stamp on the surface of the large yellow croaker. The location and depth of the mark were very similar to what he remembered.

After recalling for a while, Xian Yaowen took out his briefcase and said: "Pick out 12 sticks and put them inside to be buried with Lei Huhu."

"Brother Yaowen." Xian Yaodong stuttered: "Big, big yellow croaker..."

Xian Yaowu hesitated for a moment and then said: "Brother, is it too much? Or should I be buried with legal currency?"

"Don't be reluctant, it's not just Lei Huhu, it's the entire Liu family. Even if you prepare for them in advance."

According to the official statement, the joint defense team at this time was almost the same unit organization as the joint defense team in later generations. Its main tasks were to maintain social security and fight crime.

The joint defense teams were established by various localities in 1945. At the beginning, they probably seemed to maintain law and order. But this year, the war in the national government was unfavorable, and it seemed that they would become a thing of the past. The captains of some local joint defense teams also had their own little ideas - — While there is still a chance, make more money to escape.

Xiao Tianlai is like this. In previous years, he did some serious things, but this year he only cares about making profits. It just so happens that Zhongying Street is under the jurisdiction of the Joint Defense Team. He occupies this important road leading to Hong Kong, and he exploits many people.

Naturally, he gets the majority of the benefits, but it is definitely the brothers below who do the actual work. When Xian Yaowen and Xian Yaowu are on duty on weekdays, they are responsible for checking documents at the intersection of Zhongying Street. As long as they are spotted by them, if they do not take the initiative, You can tear up the ID in front of the person's victim, and then throw the person into a temporary detention center of the joint defense team for a few days. After paying the "fine" without issuing a receipt, the person can leave.

In recent months, you can always meet many refugees who have fled from the north on the street. From their mouths, you can hear the stories of Nan Batian, Huang Shiren, Zhou Papi, and Liu Wencai, and you can also learn about the land reform. thing.

Obviously, Landlord Liu’s family is to Wenchangwei what Jerusalem is to Israel. Landlord Liu’s family must not be lost in Wenchangwei. They must stay in the village and wait to fight the landlord. The existence of a big landowner can make Wenchangwei have fewer Xian clans. rich peasant.

Xian Yaowu knew the details inside and the clan's arrangements, so he stopped talking and continued searching.

Xian Yaowen threw the briefcase next to Xian Yaodong, "Yaodong, light 12 sticks and put them in."

Xian Yaodong looked at the big yellow croaker in his hand with great reluctance. He looked at it greedily several times and hesitated to put it in his briefcase.

Seeing this, Xian Yaowen gave him a slap on the back of the head, "Don't be stunned, move faster."

"Brother Yaowen, a large yellow croaker can buy dozens of acres of land."

Xian Yaowen gave Xian Yaodong another blow and said angrily: "You are the only one who can do math. Now that you are thinking about buying land, do you want to die? Hurry, the treasure house has not been rummaged through yet."

Xian Yaodong smiled and made counting gestures in his hand...

After the room was turned upside down and everything needed to be taken was dug out, the four of them filed into the underground treasure house with kerosene lamps.

(End of this chapter)