Going to the countryside to buy old things

Author: Runchao Cigarettes

Going to the countryside to buy old things

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

Yang Yukun looked at the time and saw that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

"Go back, slow down."

"Master, I'm leaving then."

Saying goodbye to the master, Yang Yukun pushed the bicycle and left from Rouge Alley.

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

"Let me go, isn't this Mr. Pian'er?"

"You smell like alcohol. How much did you drink?"

"Master Pian'er, wake up, stop sleeping, this is not your home, you have to go home and sleep."

"Master Pian'er, Master Pian'er."

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

"You are so drunk and you are still drinking. Get up and I will take you home."

Yang Yukun found a person lying at the entrance of the alley. When he got closer, he found that it was Mr. Pian'er.

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

It was such a cold day that I had to take off my cotton-padded jacket. If I lay here all night, I would freeze to death.

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

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

He helped the old man up from the cold ground, picked up the cotton-padded clothes that had been thrown away and put them on for the old man. Yang Yukun carried Mr. Pian'er to his house.

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

"Master Pian'er, why did you drink so much?"

"Ugh... upset."

"We're home, Master Pian'er, where are your keys?"

"In your pocket."

"Come on, slow down."

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

Not long after he lay down, the old man began to snore.

After covering Mr. Pian'er with the quilt, Yang Yukun started up the stove again, and then left Mr. Pian'er's house, went to the alleyway to push his bicycle back to his home.

Among the senior figures in Qianmen House, Mr. Pian'er's reputation and prestige are not as good as those of his master, Mr. Guan, and Mr. Niu.

It can be said that he has the worst reputation among the people of his generation.

Because Lord Pian'er was a prodigal, he sold all his ancestral property.

The person who bought a piece of my grandfather's ancestral property was none other than Yang Yukun's future mother-in-law, Xu Huizhen.

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"Brother Wu, are you still awake?"

Back in the courtyard, Yang Yukun saw that the lights were still on at Han Chunming's house. He stood at the door and took a look and found Han Chunming eating roasted sweet potatoes around the stove.

"I'm back, Xiaokun. I went to Rouge Alley again. Is your master back?"

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

"My master was still talking about your master today, saying that your master hasn't come to him for a drink for a long time. What good treasures did your master find during this trip to the countryside?"

"Master won't let me tell you, I want you to keep it a secret. Brother Wu, don't ask me. If you want to know, ask my master yourself."

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

It's not that he didn't tell Han Chunming what treasure Master Han Chunming had brought back, it was indeed the master who didn't let him know.

"Brother Xiao Wu, I will withdraw first, and you should go to bed early. 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 walked around the planting area and breeding area, and then returned home to the storage area.

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

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

"Brother Xiao Wu, when should we set off?"

"Are you all ready?"

"Ready."

Yang Yukun did not wear the military coat left by his father, but put on a tattered cotton-padded jacket full of patches.

This time I went to the countryside to look for old things, so it was inevitable that I would hang them up, so there was no need to get dressed.

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

Although he can directly put the things he found in the portable planting space.

But this time he was acting with Han Chunming, and the sack was used to contain the items found under Han Chunming's nose.

"Let's go, brother, let me invite you to a restaurant to eat big meat buns."

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

It's not very far from Qianmenlouzi to Mentougou, about thirty kilometers.

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

"Xiao Kun, there is a village ahead. Let's go into the village and have a look."

"Okay."

"Act separately and then meet at the entrance of the village."

"good."

Encountering a small village on the road, Yang Yukun and Han Chunming plunged into the village.

After entering the village, the two of them went separate ways and made an appointment to meet at the entrance of the village.

It is winter now, a time when farming is slack, so most people in the village are at home.

If there was a busy farming season, there would be almost no one in the village and they would have gone to the fields to do farm work.

"Woof woof woof..."

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

"Woof woof woof..."

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

A big yellow dog rushed out of a nearby house and barked at Yang Yukun.

Yang Yukun casually picked up a stick from the roadside and waved it at the big yellow dog.

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

I was bitten by a dog in my previous life, which left me with some psychological shadow.

"What's your name? Young man, you are not from our village, are you? You come to our village to visit relatives?"

The uncle came out of the house with a pipe in his mouth and smoked dry cigarettes.

When the big yellow dog saw the uncle, he stopped barking and kept wagging his tail at the uncle.

Yang Yukun smiled and said, "Hello, uncle, I am a rag collector. I am not a bad person. Do you have any rags at home that you want to sell? For example, bottles, cans, furniture, etc. passed down by the elders in your family. I will buy them at a high price."

"Collecting rags?"

"right."

"You collect old things, right? Antiques?"

"Uncle, do you have any old objects at home?"

"A collector of old items came to our village before and collected a lot of old items in our village."

"Has anyone been here?"

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

"I'll go, master."
To be continued...