The strongest reserve for the doomsday

After the fat man saw us off, he took a motorcycle and went around to the shop of the folk craftsman who was good at making bird guns in the urban-rural area.

The fat man looked outside, and if he didn't look carefully, he really couldn't see it.

Originally, this old man opened a medicine store, but now it is a hardware store. There are all kinds of hardware equipment in it, as well as all kinds of hardware tools.

If the fat man hadn't seen it, the old man sitting behind the counter reading the newspaper would have thought he was in the wrong place.

The name of the craftsman in it is Wu Tsui, but it's hard to say if it's not his real name.

"Big brother, what do you want to buy?" The

fat man was called "big brother" by this old man in his seventies and eighties. . .

The fat man suddenly felt that he would lose his life if he was called like this, and hurriedly replied

, "You're polite, does Uncle Wu remember me

?" "Are you?" This Uncle Wu took his reading glasses and took a closer look.

"I don't recognize

it" "It's good if you don't know it, it's not good to know it" The fat man smiled, and then said in the black dialect of the rivers and lakes: "

Duanyang Wan, the piano in the upper row, the family is a little bit of a troll, and the elbow is a troll" (Brother Ang, I am an insider who is willing to pay, I will buy a musket)

The old man Wu was also stunned when he heard this black talk, because there are not many people who mix the rivers and lakes now, and there are even fewer people who can speak black words. When he heard that this was actually from the mouth of this junior, he was also deeply pleased, and there was someone to

follow: "Lower row of piano, spring point clear" (young man, know the current affairs)

The fat man walked around the house, and he didn't see any firearms, so he quickly asked:

"

Pick a wolf pestle?" (how much does it cost)

The old man stroked his beard and said:

The first pestle, the middle wolf pestle" (the first time I bought 5000 pieces of a piece)

I went to TMD so expensive,

"

Smash the pulp" (bargaining)"

The pestle is soft, and the piano is broken" (this business doesn't make much money, and the money it makes is small, it's all hairy)"

Buy and sell quickly" (I buy more, cheaper, pay immediately)"

Carry the wolf pestle, do it with water" (4,000 yuan a piece, loss-making business)

The fat man looked at the price and estimated that he couldn't cut it, so he was too lazy to talk nonsense, and said directly:

"

The

old man Wu also immediately called his son to come to the store, and he himself took the fat man and walked to the back room together.

This small shop is divided into two rooms, inside and outside, and the inside room is much smaller than the outside room.

There is a table of eight immortals in the middle, next to a few benches, and a statue of Guan Gong is placed against the wall in the innermost, and two candles and a few incense sticks are lit.

There is a staircase near the corner, and it seems that this Boss Wu and her son usually climb the stairs and go upstairs to sleep.

This old Wu is now basically sure that the customer who came here is an insider, and he doesn't hide it anymore. He said,

"Help move this table away." "

The fat man did it anyway though he felt inexplicable.

When he moved the table, he saw a carpet underneath.

Look at the style, it's the kind of Persian floor. I said that this Boss Wu is really a snake, how can there be a Persian carpet under the table of the Eight Immortals. Isn't this obviously telling people that there is an ulterior secret under this carpet...

After the fat man moved the table, the old man Wu removed the carpet underneath, revealing a wooden board.

This wooden board has a pull ring on it, and the fat man bully stepped forward, pulled the pull ring, and lifted the board.

I saw a wooden staircase peeking out below, leading to the dark basement below.

"Hehe, I said you're quite interesting, don't have a hole"

This old Wu was also too lazy to take care of the fat man, got up and climbed down from this ladder.

The fat man complained that the opening was too small, and at the same time worried about whether the wooden staircase would be trampled down, and squeezed to climb down.

"Click"

Lao Wu groped to turn on the 80s electric light below.

I'm afraid many people have never seen this kind of electric light now. Because this switch is not pressed, but by a long wire, hanging down, when you want to turn on the light, you have to touch the wire first, and then pull it, after hearing the "click" sound, the light is lit.

If you want to extinguish, it's much simpler, just pull the string and turn it off when you hear a "click".

As for why it was difficult to light up, it was because it was dark at that time, and it was not easy to touch the line. And when the lights go out, it can be lit up, and this line is easy to find.

This kind of lamp in the 80s naturally uses halogen bulbs, and the fat man is illuminated by this halogen bulb and feels that his eyes are instantly very comfortable.

"This is the musket you want—"

After speaking, this old Wu opened a long wooden box, where were the bird guns, and they were all shiny and shiny authentic rifles.

The fat man looked around again

, "Nima!"

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