A scrapyard in the county. A thin teenager leaned against the doorframe and ran a train in front of a smoking little old man in the room.

“...... If you don't get used to it, you have to get used to it, this is a country/policy. The countryside is a vast world, and it is possible to make great achievements here. ”

“...... There are many problems that are beginning to come to light, but this is not an escaping problem. Will escaping solve the problem?"

"If you have any problems, you can communicate with the Educated Youth Office, and if you can't do it, you can still keep up with the next level of petitioning. ”

“...... Wrong, very wrong. Can village bullies and bullies not be afraid of bullets? This is a nerd who reads to the dead and doesn't understand the laws of our country at all. ”

“...... Yes, what you keep saying is not unreasonable. But if you think about it, if this had been left earlier, you would definitely not be able to live this little life, right?"

“...... That's the reason, which country dares to say that everyone is the master of their own country? Okay, good pi, okay, why don't they give back our national territory. ”

“...... Yes, you still have knowledge. The son doesn't think the mother is ugly, and the whole fucking life is in the belly of the dog. Didn't you go to the South Seas in your early years?"

"My grandfather was so bitter at the time~ My father died and my mother remarried, and my grandfather asked my grandfather to go to Nanyang with him. You know what my grandfather said no?"

He said that the war had started, how could he be greedy for life and afraid of death as a Chinese man, and then he went to enlist in the army, and finally drove away the enemy. ”

“...... Hi don't don't ...... The boy is thin-skinned. My grandfather now lives in the mountains to retire and work in the fields every day, what kind of big cadre is ......"

After talking about the old man for a long time, the strange thirsty ~ Guan Ping'an stopped, but as soon as the topic was opened, the little old man took a cigarette from him and began to talk about the past.

Let's talk about the ancients.

Guan Ping'an likes to listen to it.

That's when the roles changed. Instead, she echoed, unscrewing the military kettle she carried with her and pouring it heroically, occasionally giving her a thumbs up.

Look at her idle~

Wrong~

This is a foreign countryman.

Although this fellow's hometown is far from her hometown, there is a big one on the national map, but it is definitely not wrong to be a fellow villager north of Jiangnan.

Moreover, this little old man is knowledgeable. Look at the back chair under the buttocks, the Ming Dynasty, the emperor who ascended the throne during this period is still famous.

Then take a look at the set of herbal teapots and cups sprayed by other people's spittle stars, don't look at a complete set of incomplete, it can definitely reach the level of tribute in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Guan Ping'an still thinks that it is better to chatter and talk together until it is dark and about to get off work.

She had a hunch that she must have caught a big fish at this moment, or an old yellow croaker of the boss. If it goes well, she can't still receive the boutique.

The things handed down by the ancestors, some people are cubs who sell Ye Tian and don't feel distressed, but there are also people who can hide it, and this is the way of the world.

In the small gourd, the antiques that had just been stuffed in the three wings on one side of the bamboo house were all reminding Guan Ping'an that they had almost gone to sea.

As a son and daughter of China, everyone has a responsibility, and it is necessary for everyone to keep the things handed down from their ancestors, rather than letting them wander to a foreign land.

She couldn't understand why some cultural relics shops still sold calligraphy, painting and antiques to foreigners. It's like she understands, but she will never understand everything that her grandfather Mei once said is for foreign exchange.

Smashing, smashing, publicly, privately, after waves of past, it is to wait for the future to have a prosperous era, and the things left by the ancestors can still be saved.

"Master Bai, make an offer. ”

Guan Ping'an finally chose to get straight to the point. Naturally, she also understood that she had fallen to the lower level first. But people can afford to wait, she can't afford to wait.

She believed the words of the young man in the black market, they all have a backstage, and they can all be in one dragon.

It's okay these days, being stabbed by her like that, I don't care if the relevant departments will find out a big gang, but the news must be very tight in private.

Missing this opportunity, she has to come back the next night, and the little old man really doesn't want to get rid of it. She can see the strangeness in it, and naturally some people can have eyesight.

Perhaps, it is not impossible that this little old man deliberately set up a dragon gate array in the gatehouse and waited for the guests to come to the door. Her father said that no one should be underestimated.

"Chairs?"

Guan Ping'an suddenly felt happy in his heart, "We don't talk darkly." I want it all, as much as I want. I have already bought a ticket to leave the province the afternoon after tomorrow. ”

The implication is that once the deal is completed, no one knows anyone. The little old man she called Bai Ye understood, and naturally she wouldn't let her take out the ticket.

The little old man immediately crossed his hands and made a gesture.

Guan Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and then Ma Yu'er replied with a gesture, and then clenched his fist with his thumb up. Sure enough, it's another old Jianghu.

This kind of code gesture is still occasional, and her grandfather Mei said that she always likes to go to the black market and teach her when he asks her if she understands some rules.

The gesture she just made meant that she was indeed from the Northland, and as for which sect and faction, don't ask, as soon as the transaction is over, they will go to the sky.

Let's go our separate ways.

The little old man wants to make a friendship, Guan Ping'an understands. People are mixed in the rivers and lakes, maybe one day they will be useful to each other, but she is principled about safety.

She Peter Pan never mixes with the underworld.

The reason why she can still be so good until now is because the other party can be assigned to work in the scrap yard, and the foundation should be quite innocent.

Otherwise, what you have stolen, you still have a reason? She is really black and eats black, and her father should not be angry or disappointed when he learns about it.

Guan Ping'an looked at the other party's gesture and frowned. All other conditions are easy to say, can be traded with small yellow croaker? She herself is short of gold.

Guan Ping'an didn't bother to gesticulate, and threw out a sentence softly: I only have Xianlong on me. She was sure that the other party would definitely pick the general banknotes of the port city opposite.

For others, this kind of banknote cannot be used in China at all, but this white master is not worried about this problem. Ask her how she knows?

Guess ~ cats have cat paths, and rats have rat paths. For her, this kind of worthless Xianlong banknotes may bring a lot of benefits to the other party.

She has a beautiful knife, but she dares to report it? This is not to make the other party suspect her? Moreover, if the exchange rate is converted, the transaction has not yet been negotiated, and she will not be able to suffer.

High?

Scold~

In the end, you negotiated back and forth for another half an hour, and the two of them still negotiated a two-thirds of the large denomination of Xianlong, and a three-thirds of the small yellow croaker transaction.

On this day, Guan Ping'an didn't even have time to eat dinner, so he could only drink water to fill his fill, while continuing to negotiate with the little old man on the two lists.

The other party did buy steamed buns, but she dared to eat them? On the way, she was going out to pick up the duffel bag, and the steamed buns appeared during this period.

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