The little boy glanced at the people around him, grabbed Ling Zikai's hand, and whispered, "Let's go into the house first!"

After Ling Zikai and Zhang Nan looked at each other for a while, they followed the little boy into the bungalow.

I saw that the space in the room was only about 30 square meters, and it was divided into two halves, front and back, separated by a cloth curtain in the middle.

At this point, the curtain was opened, and it could be seen that half of the house inside was occupied by a large pit that took up two-thirds of the area. On the walls on either side of the kang stand wooden cabinets, and in the middle is a rectangular wooden table with low legs.

In the first half of the house, in addition to a large pot in the corner of the wall, there are also some large and small altars and jars and other living sundries. Although the space in the house is small and there are many daily necessities, it does not look very crowded because of the orderly placement of the owner.

Although there is a wide window on the wall facing the street, because the latticework is made of small wooden strips to make a well lattice and then pasted with window paper, the lighting is very poor, making the room look a little dark.

But small windows also have the advantage of good warmth, which is also crucial for the long, cold north.

Seeing that after the little boy entered the house, he climbed straight up to the big kang, opened a wooden cabinet, and searched inside, Ling Zikai asked curiously, "Is this your home?"

The little boy said angrily: "Of course it's my house, if it's someone else's house, how can I break in indiscriminately!"

Originally, Ling Zikai thought that the little boy just now was to avoid the pursuit of the White Tiger Gang, so he ran into the bungalow next to him in a panic, but he didn't expect that people were hiding in their own homes.

After the little boy took out a black plastic bag from the cabinet, he turned around and put it on the low wooden table on the kang, and while opening the bag, he said to Ling Zikai: "This bag contains what you want, come and have a look!"

Ling Zikai walked to the side of the kang and swept the bags under his eyes, only to see that several ginseng sticks more than ten centimeters long, stout in shape, and brownish yellow in appearance were exposed.

It looked very similar to the Shangdang ginseng he bought last time, but Ling Zikai suddenly felt disappointed in his heart. You don't have to carefully identify it yourself, you can determine that these things that the little boy took out are definitely not on the party ginseng.

Because, inside those ginseng bodies, he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of energy.

"There are six ginseng sticks here. If you want it, it's still the same price last time, two thousand yuan a piece. Originally, it was 12,000 yuan, but I'm in a hurry to wait for the money now, or I'll give a whole number, and 10,000 yuan will be counted. We pay with one hand and deliver with the other. ”

After the little boy finished speaking, he looked at Ling Zikai with expectant eyes.

Zhang Nan, who was standing on the side, didn't know about the Shangdang ginseng that Ling Zikai sold back in Xing'an City last time, so he didn't know what was in the bag. Hearing that the little boy offered a price of 10,000 yuan, he walked up to him curiously, took a look at it, and asked, "Are these carrots made of gold, and they cost 2,000 yuan each!"

The little boy said in an old-fashioned manner: "Oh, this sister, can you see clearly before you speak! This is an authentic wild old mountain ginseng, how can it become a carrot in your eyes!"

Zhang Nan laughed out loud when he heard this: "Who are you little devils, just ginseng like you, there are ginseng in the vegetable market, how much do you want, I will pull as much as you want!"

The little boy glanced at Zhang Nan with some disdain, and then showed a look of being too lazy to talk nonsense to you, turned his head to Ling Zikai and said, "Big brother, if it doesn't work, you can give me a happy word, I still have something waiting outside, I have to go out immediately!"

After Ling Zikai pondered for a while, he said, "Okay, just as you said, I want this thing!"

Zhang Nan immediately became anxious when he heard this, and said: "Brother Zikai, don't fall for this little ghost, I am 100% sure that this is definitely not ginseng-"

Ling Zikai didn't wait for Zhang Nan to finish speaking, he waved his hand at her, signaling that she didn't have to say anything, and then took out 10,000 yuan from the bag he was carrying, and said, "Little friend, before buying your ginseng, you have to promise me a condition!"

After the little boy saw Ling Zikai take out a thick stack of red hundred-yuan bills, his eyes suddenly glowed red and green, and he didn't ask the other party what conditions he had, he nodded again and again and said: "As long as you don't let me kill people, I can promise you any conditions! Even if you are like that Li Bald last time, you want me to steal the bra of the eldest sister next door!"

Ling Zikai scolded with a smile: "You little ghost, how can you think of such messy things in your head. My condition is very simple, that is, you have to take me to dig up the ginseng last time to see it!"

"I thought it was such a difficult thing to do! That place was on Eagle's Beak Mountain, two or three miles east of the city. However, I won't be able to take you there until tomorrow, and I don't have time today!"

Zhang Nan saw that Ling Zikai really handed over 10,000 yuan to the little boy and bought the carrots in the bag, not to mention how depressed he was. Secretly muttered whether he was confused by a ghost, knowing that it was a pit, and he wanted to drill into it.

It doesn't matter if you lose 10,000 yuan, if the news spreads, saying that the two of them were deceived by a twelve or thirteen-year-old child in Kamo County this time, wouldn't it be a big joke.

Of course, Zhang Nan wouldn't understand Ling Zikai's thoughts at the moment.

After concluding that the things that the little boy took out were counterfeit Shangdang ginseng, Ling Zikai had already dispelled his desire to buy them.

It's just that when he heard the little boy say that he was in a hurry to wait for the money, he thought that he had planned to compensate him for the difference in the price he had bought in the first place. Instead of giving him money directly, it is better to give it to him in the name of buying ginseng.

Therefore, whether these ginseng are real or not, they have no practical meaning to Ling Zikai at all.

Seeing that the little boy took the 10,000 yuan and stuffed it directly into his arms, Ling Zikai kindly reminded: "Little friend, this 10,000 yuan is not a small amount, don't lose it." It's best to keep it to your parents. ”

"It's okay, anyway, I won't have much time for this money, so I'm going to take it out to save people soon?"

Ling Zikai didn't know who the little boy was going to save with the money, so he wanted to ask a few more curiously, but the little boy seemed to be really in an emergency, and he didn't even care that Ling Zikai and the others were still staying at home, and they were about to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute, I still want to ask you about something!"

"Big brother, let's talk about it later, there are big things waiting for me here!"

The little boy didn't want to waste time, so he turned and walked out the door.

"Let me ask you, do you know where a person named Jiang Hongyuan lives in this alley?"

Hearing this, the little boy suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Ling Zikai, and asked rhetorically, "Do you know him, what is the matter with him?"

Seeing the little boy's expression, he should know Jiang Hongyuan, Ling Zikai said: "We have something to do with him, although we found out that his family lives in this alley, but I don't know which house it is, can you take us there?"

A look of alarm flashed across the little boy's face, and he asked, "Are you plainclothes policemen?" Is it because he wants to arrest him after he has been petitioning the city and province a lot recently?"

Ling Zikai was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and asked puzzledly: "What plainclothes policeman, petitioner? I'm confused by you! Is there something wrong with Jiang Hongyuan's family?"