I went back to the room, took out 3,200 yuan and handed it to her.

"I'll rent it for three months first."

Yesterday I wanted to find a house again.

But since Hu San's words "Your damn little bastard" were expressed, I changed my mind.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly stopped at me: "No, no, no...that's not what it means, there is no hurry to rent."

I asked, "Then are you?"

The woman looks more delicate than the woman in the Magic City, but she speaks more bluntly, saying, "Thank you yesterday! Alla wants to remind you that Hu San will not let Nong go, be careful."

She herself crossed the river with a mud Buddha, and she came to remind me.

I gave her the money and replied, "It's okay."

The woman took the money, but didn't order it, and stuffed it directly into the back pocket of her jeans, saying, "Okay! Wait for Allah... When I make money, please drink with me!"

She is trying to speak Mandarin to me.

I didn't say anything more.

The woman hasn't left yet.

I asked, "Is there anything else?"

The woman said, "My name is Xu Qing, what's your name?"

I replied: "Su Chen."

The woman said, "Su Chen, a good name...Brother, when will I go home?"

I saw fear in her eyes.

Although she looks carefree.

But women are no match for men after all.

What Hu San said yesterday before leaving made her a little afraid to stay at home alone.

I said, "Leave you a phone number."

When Xu Qing heard this, he was extremely happy and hurried back to the room and took out paper and pen.

I wrote her the phone number, and then I went out in my clothes.

Fatty Xiao told me that he sent Uncle Xiao to his relative's house in the countryside overnight last night.

The relative in the countryside happened to be a barefoot doctor.

Early this morning, Wang Datou transferred Xiao Bo's medical expenses and nutrition expenses to his card.

This is nothing.

The key is that Fatty Xiao has heard a message.

Tonight, I will eat in the back mountain of a village in Zhenjiang.

Moreover, the owner of the mat is Brother Pei.

The so-called eating mat, to put it bluntly, is a tomb robbery antique trading bureau composed of two powerful antique dealers in black and white.

All antiques circulating in the world are composed of two parts: one is family tradition and the other is tomb robbers.

After all, there are fewer family traditions.

Real good things are often in tombs.

But things in the cemetery are not allowed to be bought or sold.

Once a high-value item is dug out, the antique buyer who has five or four beauties will be reported by the backhand when selling it. The tomb robber will be at a low level and the worst will be at a gun.

For this reason, the real difficulty facing tomb robbers is not to rob the tomb, but how to eliminate the dirty safely and quickly.

The best way to sell dirty is to ask antique merchants who dare to buy ghost goods to subscribe to the tomb robbery site.

In this way, the tomb robbers and the antique merchants who bought ghost goods, one robbed and the other trotted them into grasshoppers on a rope, without worrying about reporting each other, and the transaction was quick.

Everyone has shit on their butts, don’t raise your hand to report.

But this kind of situation is also very dangerous.

It is easy to cause grave robbers and buyers to get rid of bad luck due to treasures or money.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, tomb robbers will invite people with great power and shock to come and do their jobs, suppress both sides and not act randomly, and ensure that there will be no chaos during the period of eating the Yin mat.

The tomb robber is called the chef.

The buyer is called a diner.

The owner is called the boss.

Someone asked, is the boss doing this for nothing?

Of course not in vain.

The owner will pick one of the things dug out from the cemetery and take it away for free.

And this one is often the most expensive antique.

Logically, a big, most reputable store in Suzhou Province, such as Sifangzhai, will not participate in such activities.

Unexpectedly, under the control of the second lady Lu Xiaoxin, Brother Pei would be the owner of the Yinshi.

After meeting Fatty Xiao at a snack bar in Shaxian County, I asked, "Is the news accurate?"

Fatty Xiao replied: "It's true!"

I asked again: "Where did the news come from?"

Fatty Xiao turned around and looked around and whispered: "My brother! He recently got a news that a cook had stewed a pot in the rural area of ​​Zhenjiang and had never dared to serve the dishes. The cook recently took on Brother Pei's

Let this turtle be the host. This brother, let me go to the diner and eat the meal.”

I don't agree.

Fatty Xiao frowned and said, "You won't believe my brother's news, right?"

I said, "That depends on what your relationship is."

Fatty Xiao rolled up his shirt and exposed an extremely ferocious scar on his chest. He pointed at the scar and said, "I owe him a life in the army back then..."

I immediately interrupted: "Okay, stop talking, I believe it."

Fatty Xiao generally calls others a friend, but his name to this person is like me, called a brother.

This is credible.

I asked, "Did you give me an invitation?"

Fatty Xiao took out a horn from his arms.

When I saw the ox horn, my eyebrows jumped: "Or is it a Ming tomb?"

Fatty Xiao smiled and said, "Or what if you have knowledge!"

This kind of situation of eating Yin mats is not a joke.

Businessmen who participate in purchasing antiques must have trustworthy insiders before their boss will send invitations to them.

The invitation is not a paper, but a special item.

Cow horns.

Generally represents Ming Tomb.

Because it is said that Zhu Yuanzhang was the reincarnation of the Great Green Bull.

I put away the horns and drank all the clay pot soup.

Fatty Xiao lit a cigarette, looked at me in a daze through the smoke, and asked, "Su Zi, don't you ask me how I got the invitation?"

I replied, "What your brother gave it to you."

Fatty Xiao asked, "That's right, but don't you find it strange?"

I glanced at him and replied, "Your brother is a public family..."

Before he could say anything, Fatty Xiao suddenly changed his face. He reached out and covered my mouth. He looked left and right. Seeing that there was no one around, Fatty Xiao said, "You have been lit up! But please keep a low voice!

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It's not that my mind has been shining.

But this matter is too easy to analyze.

Eating Yin mats is generally more secretive.

Diners who can get invitations are all powerful antique buyers.

A sack army like Fatty Xiao is an inequality product and the owner will not invite him at all.

What's more, this boss is Brother Pei.
To be continued...