Zheng Xiaoyou paused for a moment. ”

Li Henian said hello, then carried the black suitcase in his hand and walked behind the screen.

When he came out again, he put a white towel around his neck and said with a smile: "Come on, I want to see what kind of good things are." ”

Zheng Shaoqiu nodded, took out a silver coin directly from his arms, and put it on the table lightly.

Li He was still a little unimpressed at the beginning of the year, but he swept his eyes twice, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Zhangzhou military salary!"

After saying that, he bent down anxiously, took out a pair of special gloves from the drawer, put them on, and then carefully pinched them, looked at them over and over again, and measured the size and weight.

Then, he directly opened the folder on the computer screen, found the relevant data map, and compared them one by one.

This look was trapped, and his face kept changing, and before he knew it, fifteen minutes had passed.

Zheng Shaoqiu saw that he was not optimistic, so he immediately walked to the door to breathe.

At this moment, the two figures went directly from far to near, and the pace was slow.

"Elder Li, you watch first, I have something to do, go out first. ”

Zheng Shaoqiu put the Ruyao daffodil basin away, turned around and said a word, and walked directly out of the door of Yuanbao Villa.

This point is when the autumn tiger is the most vicious, the flow of people is sparse, and even the guys in the shops look weak.

Zheng Shaoqiu walked along the long street of Liulichang, turned left when he went out, bought a bottle of mineral water, and when he turned around, he found that the two figures were squatting on the side of the road.

"Third uncle, why doesn't anyone tell the truth, is there really something wrong with this thing?"

The young man scratched his head a little puzzled: "It's impossible to strangle, this thing is ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted, and the old man slapped him directly on the head: "Shut up!"

Hearing this, the young man subconsciously shrank his neck, laughed twice and said, "Third uncle, what can we do if we can't sell it, we've been here for a few days, and if we stay any longer, we won't even be able to afford to eat." ”

The old man took out a stack of crumpled papers from his arms, then dipped his index finger in the tip of his tongue, twisted out one, and took out an aluminum box from his trouser pocket, poured out a little tobacco inside, rolled it into a cigarette roll with familiar movements, and smoked it.

Seeing this, the young man was also hooked, took out a box of crumpled red plums from his pocket, opened it and glanced at it, and muttered two sentences dissatisfiedly: "Uncle, this is my last cigarette, and now I can't even afford cigarettes." ”

After a pause, he sighed deeply: "What kind of day is this, I have to sleep in the bridge cave at night." ”

"Otherwise, let's go back and scatter, everything is in our hands anyway, and we can sell it whenever we want. ”

"There are still two cows at home, which should be able to sell for twenty or thirty thousand yuan, and then borrow some from the neighbors, Xiaoqi's tuition should be settled, as for the rest, let's take a step at a time." ”

The young man whimpered, foaming at the mouth, implying that it was useless to stay here, and it was better to go back early and think of another way.

The old man never said a word, and smoked a dry cigarette, and the smoke swirled around his old face, and the ravines were like mountain crevices, hidden in the heavy haze.

After a while, he took a hard breath and snuffed out the cigarette butt, then slowly stood up, looked left and right with empty eyes, and said in an astringent voice: "Let's go, go to the station now." ”

After speaking, he turned around, and just as Zheng Shaoqiu walked over, the two bumped into each other.

The opened mineral water spilled out directly and flowed down Zheng Shaoqiu's trouser legs.

Seeing this scene, the old man's face changed, and he hurriedly gave up his hand, and then took out the crumpled toilet paper and wanted to help him wipe it.

Zheng Shaoqiu waved his hand and said lightly that it was okay, then his eyes froze, he leaned over, picked up a silver glittering Xiwang reward from the ground, and handed it over.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly stretched out his hand and was about to take it, but he didn't expect it to happen, and the other party retracted his hand again, and his face suddenly changed.

Zheng Shaoqiu looked at it over and over again, and said lightly: "Are the scratches on this left by the steel wool?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man and the young man glanced at each other, and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Boss, how do you know?"

The young man asked, scratching his head.

Zheng Shaoqiu didn't answer this question, took out two cigarettes from his pocket and handed them over, then held the silver coin in his palm, and asked casually, "You want to make a move?"

"Shot, shot, I came here to sell. ”

The young man's eyes lit up, he rummaged through his pocket, and then took out another silver coin: "There is another one, you can find it." ”

Zheng Shaoqiu took it in his hand and looked at it quietly.

In comparison, the second one is in good condition, and there are no obvious scratches on it.

After being silent for a few seconds, he looked left and right, and said, "I haven't eaten at noon, let's eat some together." ”

Old man and young man, you look at me, I look at you, a little embarrassed, but I am really hungry and can't stand it, and the words of refusal come to my mouth and swallow back.

Seeing this, Zheng Shaoqiu didn't say anything more, walked directly to the dumpling restaurant, and asked for a few dishes of cold dishes and three large pots of meat-filled dumplings.

The old man held garlic in his left hand, one bite at a time, and the one he ate was called comfortable, and the young man also gobbled it up, and he couldn't even bother to speak.

After a while, Zheng Shaoqiu glanced at the two of them, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he said quietly: "It's rained a few days these days, what about you?"

"It's the same over there, the water is very big, my third uncle is old, and he almost can't get up when he sinks. ”

The young man replied with a big grin, and drank the dumpling soup with a smile.

The expression on the face of the old man on the side suddenly stiffened, and he stopped eating the dumplings.

Zheng Shaoqiu looked at him deeply, didn't say anything more, lit a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.

After the young man drank the dumpling soup, he was satisfied with a full burp, and this meal was the most comfortable he had eaten since he came to Pingjing.

"You go pay for it. ”

Zheng Shaoqiu took out two red tickets from his pocket and handed them over.

The young man didn't think much about it, nodded busily, and walked in the direction of the counter with a smile.

When he walked away, Zheng Shaoqiu turned his head, looked at the old man with a somewhat dignified expression, and said lightly: "Don't believe in ghosts and gods, be kind to the dead." ”

Hearing this, the old man was even more silent, and the furrows on his face became a little heavier.

Zheng Shaoqiu glanced at him lightly, and said to himself: "Your throat is a little different from ordinary people, you should have been instructed by a master and practiced some breath-holding methods." ”

"It's understandable that you're a little older. ”