Old Movies of the Republic of China()

What's this?

"Dark, what is it?" Lin Yutong reached out and touched it. It was a layer of oil paper, "It's wrapped quite tightly."

"Get out of the way, I'll dig a little more." These things were not buried deep, as if they were not afraid that someone would dig up the ground. Also, this patio is not big at all, with rooms and verandahs on both sides.

The daylight hours are so short that you can neither plant flowers nor trees. Who has nothing to do but dig the yard?

After a few clicks, he pulled the jar apart and took apart the oil paper. Finally, Lin Yutong reached out and touched it, "Iron?"

Fourth Master took the flashlight and shined it in, only to see thin cylinder-like objects standing vertically inside.

"What?" Lin Yutong really didn't recognize this thing.

The fourth master chuckled: "What does the Xilin Jueluo family want to do? Why are they still hiding seamless steel pipes?"

Seamless steel pipes currently have no domestic production capacity at all and rely on imports. Depending on the caliber, they can be made into gun barrels and cannon barrels.

I don’t know how many years this thing has been buried, but there is no trace of rust at all. It was placed in a water tank, wrapped in several layers of oil paper, and sealed with cement on the outside. It can be said that it was stored very carefully.

Lin Yutong chuckled: "The Lin family does have a lot of ideas." My ancestors must have had officials in charge of this matter, otherwise why would they have hidden so many of these things for themselves? Every dynasty and generation has secretly hidden weapons.

His head is going to fall off. No matter how deep it is buried, "Do you want me to put it inside?"

"No, tell Yang Zihuaizi to come over." Fourth Master put down the shovel and whispered, "Quietly!"

It's not that you want to know about the Lin family's things, but if you leak any information, you will be in big trouble. Although this is not silver, it is not less valuable than silver. It is in short supply everywhere. But if you buy and sell in private, once you call it

If someone is caught, they will be ruined. Confiscation is inevitable, and I don’t know which bastard will get the advantage. The ancestors of the Lin family are also good enough, and they are not afraid of a few 250 from their descendants, who will take their lives at once.

Go in.

Lin Yutong quietly went out and called Yang Zi and Huaizi, who had just entered the door and had not yet breathed, to come over.

Seeing Lin Yutong's caution, the two of them didn't dare to say anything. They quietly entered and closed the door. When they took the thing and looked at it, cold sweat ran down their spines.

Fourth Master pointed to the patio, "It's too bad, this thing is buried underneath."

Huaizi squatted down to look at the steel pipe, and after a long time he said: "It is definitely safest to move this thing here. But now this thing is suitable. Don't you want to experiment? I don't know what else is there besides the steel pipe? Otherwise

Dig it out and take a look, we will know what it is. Then I will find a way to transport this stuff outside the city."

This is exactly what Fourth Master wants. "As I said before, safety first!"

"Don't worry, it's only an hour's journey from the capital. There is a locust forest there, surrounded by cemeteries. Bring it out and seal it with a grave, and set up a tombstone to mark it..." Huaizi thought quickly and made arrangements immediately.

Find a proper place to go, "take as much as you need from it in the future..."

Yang Zi whispered: "What if we meet someone digging a grave?"

Huaizi glared: "That area is the original mass grave. As long as there is no one to collect the corpses, they throw them there. Just fill in some soil without even making a grave, and then rob the tomb? There is not even a reed mat when they are buried. What do you think?

People are stupid! There are also hundreds of acres of locust trees. Even when the locust flowers are in good bloom, only a few people who really can't survive go to get some locust trees. Usually there is not even a ghost in that area.

No, they say that the locust flowers there are full of ghosts. Have you forgotten that that year when you brought the locust flowers back, you not only threw them out, but also burned paper to send to the Bodhisattva. Of course, it is always right to be careful, in fact

If you don’t feel at ease, ask people to light green gauze lanterns and hang them around at night, and I’m afraid no one will dare to come near you.”

Listening to what he said so clearly, Lin Yutong was very suspicious that the person he had rescued from prison before had probably been transferred there. People are afraid of ghosts and gods, and this mentality can be put to use.

So a few people didn't say anything and shoveled all the ground on the ground. It was really spectacular. Twelve large tanks were filled with steel pipes, and five large tanks were rotating parts such as copper caps. In addition, there were three large tanks all

It's a silver dollar. Once it shines into it, it shines brightly in your eyes.

Yang Zi swallowed his saliva with a gulp, "Eldest sister is still lucky. How many people have lived in this courtyard, but no one can be so lucky."

Who knows? Anyway, it's quite evil, and a wild locust tree just happened to sprout out of the yard.

Huaizi pointed to the saplings of a locust tree on one side, "These are not the old roots in the yard, but the big locust trees outside the wall that have grown in. What a coincidence, in the first spring after you moved in, it sprouted and came up."

It can also be said to be the path of luck."

Lin Yutong raised his eyebrows. Perhaps it was not accidental. He sometimes poured the endless tea he drank into the yard. And the tea was made from spring water. The temptation of these plants was quite great. Could this be considered unconscious?

I used a golden finger once. With this thought in mind, I quickly went inside and took out a cloth bag and handed it out: "First put a bag of money out, then cover the rest, then fill it with soil and press it."

"Ping." This thing has to be moved outside the city little by little, and we can't be hasty.

Yang Zi smiled and brought up a bag of silver coins. With this money, he didn't have to worry about life at all.

Lin Yutong kept stepping on the ground to make the loose soil firm again. He was thinking about the Lin family's hiding of silver coins. In fact, almost every family buries silver coins underground, but the number and amount are the same.

The methods are just different. Seriously, banknotes have become popular a long time ago, but people always value silver dollars more and do not trust banknotes. They think that banknotes are just a piece of "paper" while silver dollars are real silver. Especially

They are banknotes from foreign banks. The Chinese people have suffered two big losses, one was the German "mark notes" in World War I, and the other was the "ruble notes" of the last imperial Russia. These psychological shadows directly led to the Chinese people's aversion to foreign banknotes.

If you don’t pay attention to it, many people are not even interested in U.S. dollars. Coupled with the years of war and chaos, many people no longer trust banknotes, including emerging banks. Therefore, whether it is a large or small household, as long as

If the family is a little wealthy, they must hide some money secretly, ranging from one or two hundred yuan to thousands or tens of thousands. In rural areas, even more than ten or twenty yuan is stuffed under the kang hole. This is not a strange thing. There are many.

People call the place where money is stored "cellars." These cellars often don't even know where the children are. They are really well hidden. People who want to get rich nowadays don't say: "I hope you win the lottery", but say

: "I hope you can dig up a treasure." She recalled the custom in many places in later generations, that is, on the God of Wealth Day, the fifth day of the new lunar month, pig intestines should be used as offerings, because the word "zang" has the same pronunciation as the word "hidden".

A good word. After all, the value of silver dollars is unchanging, and hiding it underground can prevent robberies, fires, and floods. Nowadays, the fire-fighting equipment is very rudimentary. Once a fire breaks out, hundreds of houses will be burned down.

, hoarding banknotes is not safe, but hoarding silver coins does not have such concerns.

Before they had trampled for a while, Fourth Master said: "Go and get some food. It won't be too much for you."

The key was that it was windy outside and it was raining lightly. The fourth master was afraid that she would be cold.

Lin Yutong didn't hesitate and went directly to the kitchen.

After the heavy rain came down, the yard returned to its original state. Fortunately, this was the yard of a wealthy family and the drainage was very good. Otherwise, even if it was well sealed over the years, it would not be as bright as new.

Lin Yutong boiled a pot of wine to ward off the cold, and while eating, the Fourth Master told Huaizi about the personnel arrangements of the police station. If you know who is in charge of what, and if you know who has a tight mouth and money, he will definitely get things done. Then he said: "

Don't ask anything about Xianle Tower. When others talk about it, just hang around you. Don't listen, don't ask, and don't say anything."

Huaizi responded: "I'm busy transporting these things out, and I don't care about the other things."

Wanting to find out which policeman had gone to Xianle Building to take notes, Lin Yutong thought of someone—Xiao Hong.

Lin Yutong told Fourth Master his idea, "I'll go find Xiao Hong and pretend to be like that night. No one will doubt me."

But she was following him that night, and as his brother-in-law, so going like this would still arouse others' suspicion.

Fourth Master shook his head: "The Ma Xiang I remember..."

How could you forget this person?

Lin Yutong's eyes lit up: "I understand."

Ma Xiang is really not a gentleman. He usually publishes some sour or salty poems in newspapers, and also writes some articles for a women's newspaper. He is very popular with women. In fact, he is quite a bit of a libertine.

Pretentiousness. That is to say, his family background is ordinary, he does not have a house in the capital, and he only rents a small courtyard. There are originally dormitories, but for someone like him, living in a single dormitory is actually quite good. However, the dormitory is inconvenient.

You can't take a woman back to the dormitory to see Hu Tianhai.

After work that night, I was eating at a small restaurant outside the school. I saw the boy who followed Jin Siye last time sitting alone. There was a plate of peanuts in front of him, and a small wine bottle beside it. He held it in his hands from time to time.

There was a loud clanking sound of silver dollars in the old-fashioned purse. From the looks of it, there were probably dozens of dollars in it.

Ma Xiang's salary is not low, fifty a month, which is definitely a high income. But his life is very tight. Once the rent is paid, food expenses are set aside, and two yuan is sent to his family every month.

The remaining twenty or thirty will be spent before the end of the month. There is a price for coaxing women, such as pursuing Lei Yangyang and Ouyang Yiyi, a bouquet of flowers is indispensable. But the price of these flowers is so damn expensive.

Eating Western food and drinking foreign wine are all expensive activities. But what can be gained? These women are all fun and can be dated, but it is not that easy to go further.

Now looking at the boy who was the same as Lipa, he seemed to be living a better life than himself. He walked over with a smile and patted the other person's shoulder: "Why did you drink alone? I'm a kid. I'll tell you immediately.

Sister and brother-in-law?"

This person is not really Lin Yutong. She stood up with a drunken look: "Is it Mr. Ma? How come someone like you comes to eat here?"

Who would be willing to come if they had money?

Ma Xiang waved his hand: "Just eat three meals a day to fill your stomach. The same goes for you, don't be obsessed with wealth."

Lin Yutong chuckled, a little drunkenly: "You guys are just pretending to be noble. You still think I don't know? That Xianle Tower has spread all over the place..."

It's about Ma Xiang and Xiao Hong.

Ma Xiang was a little angry: "What nonsense..."

"I'm not talking nonsense." Lin Yutong grabbed him, "I have money now, otherwise I will ask Mr. Ma and we will go and clarify..."

Ma Xiang looked at the drunken man: "Forget it, do you have any money?"

"Joke!" Lin Yutong shook the money bag loudly, "Isn't this enough? What kind of girl can't be invited?"

Ma Xiang's heart felt hot. Compared to a woman who could be seen and touched, Xianlelou was more real. He was speechless, so Lin Yutong pretended to be a drunkard and pulled him away.

All the way into the Xianle Building, this time they were familiar with each other. The two not-so-rich people were not personally entertained by the short and fat family, but only had a little boy to support them.

Lin Yutong asked Ma Xiang: "Are you still looking for Miss Xiao Hong?"

Ma Xiang hesitated: "I'd better look for Huamei." He couldn't find this woman, so he kept thinking about her in his heart. If he hadn't been thinking about her all the time, he wouldn't have just dragged a woman along to do something that night.

Thrush is much more expensive than Xiao Hong.

The boy rolled his eyes, obviously recognizing Ma Xiang: "You know the rules..." He stretched out a hand, "Fifty! Spend the night."
To be continued...