Sun Linguo was almost about to kneel down for Jin Feng, his voice whimpering.

"My grandson's family is also a scholarly heirloom, and what happened happened was because I didn't educate the little beasts well, but I don't care about money......"

"The little beast committed a crime, naturally there is a law to clean him up, and I have to heal the girl. ”

"I don't care how much it is......"

"Please be sure to help me. ”

Jin Feng threw the cigarette butt on the ground and said lightly: "The seal must be real." But I'm going to put away the rags, and who's going to believe what I'm saying is true?"

Sun Linguo was stunned for a moment.

Jin Feng was right.

If you can't get the seal yourself, and you can't find an expert appraisal, you will definitely not be able to sell the seal.

Jin Feng said that he was real, with Jin Feng's identity, who would believe it?

Who can believe it?

Who would dare to believe it?

It was shocking to meet Jin Feng, and at the same time, he also saw the only hope, just like a person who was about to drown and suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw.

However, with Jin Feng's words, this straw turned into a steel knife, piercing his heart.

The last hope, completely shattered.

Sun Linguo suddenly felt that the sky had fallen.

Even the gods who know all the history of their Sun family are powerless, and there is no one under the sky who can help them.

In an instant, Sun Linguo burst into tears, and a person who was dozens of years old sat down like a child, crying loudly.

At this moment, Jin Feng's voice came from his ears: "How much do you want to sell the seal?" ”

Sun Linguo raised his head, looked at Jin Feng like a fool, and whimpered: "I have already settled the loan company's money, and I am left with that girl, and she is almost cured......"

"It's their family who wants a million compensation......"

"I, I only have 130,000 ......"

Jin Feng said quietly: "Yinxi, I'll buy it!"

Sun Linguo slowly stood up and said in a trembling voice: "You buy!?"

Jin Feng took a deep breath, his face was calm, he looked at Sun Linguo levelly, and said in a solemn voice.

"I buy it. ”

"A million!"

"Do you dare to sell?"

Sun Linguo was stunned, looking at Jin Feng's clothes, and then looking at the scooter that Jin Lin was on, as well as the plastic bottles and waste newspapers on the cart.

"How?"

"Afraid I don't have any money?"

"Still, I'm low. ”

Sun Linguo shook his hands and said loudly: "Master Jin, I have found countless experts and spent hundreds of thousands of appraisal fees, but they all said that they were fake. ”

"Until I met you, you not only saved my life, but also helped me untie this knot, it stands to reason that I can give you this seal......"

"But I still have to pay my son, it's my duty. You say a million, I can't ask for that much. ”

"I only need 870,000. ”

"As long as I can atone for the sins of this little beast, I ......"

Jin Feng didn't speak again, hooked his left foot, stepped on the pedal, and with his right foot, the scooter flew out two meters slippery.

"The day after tomorrow. Pawn shop. ”

"Wait for me. ”

Sun Linguo watched Jin Feng walk away blankly, his whole body was shivering, and tears flowed down his face.

On the second day of coming here, Jin Feng was looking for a million in cash.

Million.

For myself, that's an astronomical sum.

From the mountains to Jincheng for ten years, several brothers have collected a full ten years of rags, and now there are only 10,000 or 20,000 cash in the bag.

Recently, in the environmental protection inspection, all the scrap stations with incomplete procedures have been closed, and the higher-level scrap companies have also suspended the receipt, and all the waste products at home are pressed in their hands.

These scraps can be sold for more than 20,000 yuan, but they can't be realized.

I sold the five emperors for money, bought some medicinal materials I needed, and there were more than 10,000 yuan in my bag, adding up all the money at home and myself, and it was still far from 1 million.

The day after tomorrow is the day of redemption, and the time left for Jin Feng is only forty hours.

Within forty hours, Jin Feng wanted to find 870,000 quick money.

It's simply an impossible task.

But Jin Feng must take this seal, and no one can know the origin and origin of this seal better than Jin Feng.

Million. Absolute worth a thousand dollars.

After breaking up with Sun Linguo, Jin Feng went to the shantytown of Xicheng in the Second Ring Road. This was once the most prosperous area of Jincheng, and the last big rear of the entire Shenzhou in the Anti-Japanese War.

Dongyingguo planes have also bombed Jincheng, and the shantytown is one of the places that was bombed.

This area has been preserved since the liberation to the present, and it has always been a heart disease of Jincheng.

In the past, some people wanted to copy the model of other historical cities and make this the ancient city old street of Jincheng, and there were also hundreds of billions of large consortia that wanted to make this place a new commercial center.

But in the end, there was no follow-up.

This big cake, for various reasons, no one can bite it.

It wasn't until this year that the last shantytown in Jincheng was officially included in the key construction project.

Because of the demolition, there are many people who move, and there must be a lot of waste items at home, and these things must be disposed of.

When Jin Feng arrived at the ground, he put the cart down, took out the worn-out horn, and pressed it down.

"Scrap books, scrap iron, scrap copper, scrap cables, rotten TVs, rotten refrigerators, rotten washing machines, ......"

"Recycle old computers, old empty and old mobile phones at a high price. ”

The effect of squatting and waiting is that there is no effect!

The second-hand speaker battery quickly ran out, a lot of scrap copper and rotten iron were collected, and a second-hand computer, but Jin Feng wanted to be 'broken', but he didn't see a single one.

Jin Feng knew that a place like this that was going to be demolished immediately had already been plowed over and over again by the various legions and stragglers who shoveled the land, but anyone who was a little famous had already been wiped out by these people.

Just like in Tiandu City back then, the disciples of the Eight Banners had no way to live and sold their property, and those small traders who walked the streets and alleys made a living from it.

Sixteen days were left before the final demolition, and the residents who couldn't wait moved out early.

The rest of the old Jincheng people were in a hurry, and they were also busy preparing for the move.

The huge shanty town is empty, and it has long lost the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the past.

Guarding until the sun went down, I collected a car full of broken copper and iron, waste paper and newspapers, a computer, and a monitor, and rode for two hours before returning to the garbage dump.

It was nine o'clock in the evening, and under the lonely chrysanthemum lamp, Jin Feng stood at the door.

At the door of the narrow and messy little room, there was a small folding dining table and three chairs made by himself, which were shiny black.

On the narrow table, there are seven or eight plates of dishes, braised pig's trotters, braised pig's head, pickled phoenix feet, and rabbit brains.

Half a basin of sauerkraut fish, a large bowl of braised pork, and a large pot full of meatball vermicelli soup.

The scents of fragrance are intertwined in the air and whet your appetite.

In the open-air kitchen, the deliciousness of garlic sprouts and tempeh back to the pot meat was refreshing, and Jin Feng's throat couldn't help but gurgle.

A man with a height of 1.75 meters walked out of the kitchen.

Half naked, wearing a pair of red shorts at the bottom, and a pair of flip-flops underneath.

Half of the hair covered Danfeng's eyes, his eyes were like stars, his sword eyebrows flew obliquely, his thin lips were charming curves, and there was a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, with a touch of evil energy.

The half-exposed body has bronze skin, strong body, and under the dim light, the eight-pack abs are angular and shiny.

The whole back is full of green dragon tattoos, in the dense black clouds, a green dragon jumps up, the keel is solemn, hideous and vicious, angry eyes, bearded hair, majestic momentum, lifelike.

The five dragon claws were powerful and sharp, and they seemed to be about to burst out, which made people shudder.

The man does not have the softness of small fresh meat, but he has a unique momentum, and what exudes from his body is indifference and coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away.

The man looked at Jin Feng with the meat in the pot, his hand fixed in the air, and let the hot oil drip on his chest.

His eyes were full of cold arrogance, even when he looked at Jin Feng, in addition to cold arrogance, there was a trace of ...... in his eyes

Deep contempt.

"Coming back?"

Jin Feng's hand was still on the handlebar of the board car, and he was stuffy for a few seconds, and he hummed coldly.

Zhou Miao limped back with a case of beer and shouted for Jin Feng happily.

"Brother Feng, you are so punctual. I also said to call your phone. ”

"Brother Ao has made a big table of dishes, all of which are your favorite food. ”

"I also bought cold beer, which Aunt Wang took. She heard that Brother Ao was back, and she charged me five yuan less. ”

Zhou Miao put down the beer, hurriedly opened three bottles, and turned around to pick up Jin Feng's board car.

"Brother Feng, you eat first when you're hungry, and I'll clean it up. ”

Jin Feng's hand kept holding the handle, Zhou Miao broke it twice, and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, let's eat...... It's rare for Brother Ao to come back once......"

Jin Feng slowly let go of the handlebar, took off his gloves and slammed them on the ground, and said coldly: "Go get me steamed buns." ”

Zhou Miao was stunned, and said with a smile: "Brother Feng...... You ......"

"Take the steamed buns!"

Jin Feng said coldly.