Zhong Yuemin saw that this third master reacted a little strangely, as if he knew himself, and he also looked at the other party carefully.

The old man couldn't tell how old he was, his hair was gray, his skin was dark, he looked a little sharp-billed, and he certainly didn't look like a good person when he was young.

The third master stood up excitedly, "Zhong Ye, take a closer look, it's me, I'm Hou San'er!"

"Hou San'er?" Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment, as if he had some impression in his mind, "Are you the Hou San'er who followed Zhou Changli?"

"Yes, I'm Hou San'er who followed Zhou Ye!" Hou San'er nodded excitedly.

Zhong Yuemin looked at it again, "No, I remember that you are not very old, you are white-skinned, how did you become like this?"

"It's hard to say in a word!" Hou San'er seemed to be about to cry, and Brother Hand hurriedly stepped forward to hug him.

"That year, I helped Zhou Ye play a little trick, and Zhou Ye saw that I had some ability, so he took me in, and it was a stable life for a while.

Later, something happened to Sanyan, Zhou Ye and you left the capital, and I had a hard time this day, and there were constantly enemies coming to look for trouble. ”

Hou San'er's story also reminded Zhong Yuemin of the past, and his mood was a little depressed.

Hou San'er couldn't support it a little, so he sat down: "As soon as I thought that the capital couldn't stay, I was ready to hide far away, but I didn't expect to prepare to make some entanglements before leaving Beijing, but I didn't expect to lose my hand and be arrested by the police." I was sent to the quarry for labor reform, and I worked for two years, and I was tired like this!"

"With your caution and prudence, it shouldn't be so easy to get into trouble, right?" Zhong Yuemin felt that something was wrong with this.

Brother Hand interjected: "Someone must have set up a game! Otherwise, my master wouldn't have been arrested!"

Hou San'er glared at him dissatisfied, "We are talking, where can you interject?"

Brother Hand didn't dare to reply, and stood with his head bowed respectfully.

"What Brother Hand said makes sense, someone must have set it up in the middle, otherwise it wouldn't be so coincidental. Zhong Yuemin said.

Hou San'er sighed lightly, "I actually know that it must have been done by my peers, but these things are over, so let him go." ”

"The third master understands that the days still have to move forward. Zhong Yuemin nodded, "But this brother hasn't seen ······ before."

"This kid has only been in the rivers and lakes for a few days, so you can't call him brother and call him a little hand. Hou San'er said politely to Zhong Yuemin, turned his head and reprimanded Brother Hand: "You dare to call yourself Brother Hand to Zhong Ye, I see that you are crazy!

This little hand is also very simple, it is estimated that he is usually used to being trained by Hou San'er, so he stepped forward and bowed to Zhong Yuemin, "Master Zhong, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, I will compensate you!"

Zhong Yuemin hurriedly stopped, "Third Master Hou is polite, he is an old man, we are all young people, and we are all good at each other!"

"Don't dare! I didn't know you before, it's rude, you can bear with me! You can call me Little Hand in the future!" said Little Hand humbly.

Hou San'er nodded with a smile and continued: "After I entered, I did heavy work in the quarry, smashing stones. I also knew little hands there, and I saw that this boy was very clever and had good hands, so I taught him some gadgets, and he learned very quickly. Little hands also know how to be grateful, so they want to worship me as a master.

After all, I am a Buddha, and this life has been ruined in this craft, and I don't want this child to enter this door and walk on my old path. I really like this kid, so I simply accepted him as an apprentice on behalf of my senior brother. ”

Zhong Yuemin said curiously: "I haven't heard you talk about your master?"

"Hey, it's a shame to say it!" Hou San'er sighed, "My master has a skill, passed on my senior brother and me, he learned the art of identifying and imitating antique calligraphy and paintings, and I learned the kung fu of sliding the door and picking the lock smoothly." ”

"Then you are responsible for picking up things, and your senior brother is responsible for shipping?" Zhong Yuemin guessed casually.

"That's what happened, back then, our senior brothers specialized in stealing those corrupt officials and profiteers, and they never missed. Hou San'er nodded, "Until one year, he stole into the house of the chief of the Beiping Police Department and caused trouble." My brother was shot to death in order to cover me, and I also went to the gate to hide my name, and I didn't come back until after the liberation. ”

As he spoke, Hou San'er burst into tears, and his little hand gave him a handkerchief in distress.

Hou San'er took the handkerchief and wiped his tears, "The Communist Party sat in the world, the city of Beiping was quickly controlled by the military, the rich people were scattered, and there was no market for antique toys." In order to make a living, I had to go to the street to become a Buddha, and I have been mixed for more than ten years, and I really don't have the face to see my master and brother. ”

I didn't expect Hou San'er, who was despised by no one before, to have so much of a past, Zhong Yuemin was quite emotional.

"Fortunately, I met Xiaoshou, his cleverness in learning things is exactly the same as my senior brother, and it can be regarded as God taking pity on my master and sending a successor. Hou San'er was quite pleased.

The little hands slammed and knelt on his knees, "It's Uncle Shi, you take pity on me, reward me with a mouthful of food, I must study hard and carry forward our master." ”

"Get up, good boy, hurry up!" Hou San'er stood up excitedly to hold her little hand, and both of them burst into tears.

Zhong Yuemin and Wang Laosan stood next to them, quite moved, and stepped forward to help Hou San'er pull up his little hand.

After everyone calmed down, Hou San'er remembered the serious matter that Zhong Yuemin had come over.

"Master Zhong, I've delayed your efforts, people are old, and when I see you, it's easy to remember the past and get excited. ”

"It's okay, I'm glad to see you, I haven't been back for more than two years, and there aren't many old acquaintances from before. Zhong Yuemin said: "Besides, we came today to find you, just see you, the main master." ”

"Listen to Xiaoshou, do you want something?" asked Hou San'er.

Zhong Yuemin took out the jade brand, "This is something from my small family, I want to see if I can exchange some money." The fat man asked me to come to you. ”

"Didn't Fat Qian mention me to you?" Hou San'er didn't pick up anything, and asked a question first.

The fat man got in the car and went out, he didn't tell me in detail, he said that he came here to find the third master. Wang Laosan answered.

"I just came back yesterday, and as soon as I came back, I was pulled over by him, and I haven't seen the fat man yet. Zhong Yuemin said.

Hou San'er pondered for a while, "So that's the case, then let's talk about this object today, and the other fat men will explain to you." ”

Zhong Yuemin was a little confused, and he couldn't figure out what Hou San'er meant, but he didn't care about it so much, so he handed the things to Hou San'er.

Hou San'er took the jade brand, glanced at it slightly, and handed it to the little hand.

"Will he watch it?" Wang Laosan was anxious and questioned.

"Little hands, you can look at objects better than me, don't worry. Hou San'er said with confidence, "My senior brother's skills, little hands have already learned seventy-seven, eighty-eight." ”

Wang Laosan still didn't believe it, Zhong Yuemin stopped him, "Little hand, let's take a good look and see how much money we can exchange?"

The little hand took the object, looked at the light carefully, and looked at it repeatedly for ten or so minutes, and everyone else waited quietly without disturbing him.

"There should be more than one piece of this, is there anything else?" asked Little Hand after reading it.

Zhong Yuemin looked at Wang Laosan, "There should be a few more pieces, but I didn't take them out." ”

Wang Laosan also nodded, "There are five more pieces, I didn't dare to take them, so I only took one piece, is this thing worth it?"

"How much do you want?" Xiao Shou didn't answer Wang Laosan's words, and asked rhetorically.

"Two ······" Wang Laosan just wanted to shout, but was interrupted by Zhong Yuemin, "Little hand, look at how much this is worth?"

"Antiques, how much they are worth depends on how much the seller likes them. Xiao Shou said seriously, "As for this jade brand······

Hou San'er said: "Little hand, Zhong Ye is not an outsider, you don't have to go around the bend, if you have anything to say, you can say it directly." ”

"Yes. The little hand replied and said solemnly: "This jade brand was originally a pair of six pieces, it should be something from the Song Dynasty, and the six pieces together are priceless." ”

"You mean, this thing should be kept safely, and shouldn't be sold?" Zhong Yuemin asked.

Little Hand nodded, no more talking.

"No, what does this mean, this jade brand can't be sold for money?" Wang Laosan was confused when he heard it next to him, what he said earlier was good, why didn't he pay for it?

Zhong Yuemin explained: "It's not that you can't sell it for money, but that your thing is very valuable, and you should take it home and put it away as a family heirloom." ”

"Then what the hell is my partner still lying in the hospital? This can't be sold for money, what can I do to treat her?" Wang Laosan was anxious.

Hou San'er interjected: "This is a hurry! Master Zhong, I don't know how much money your friend lacks? If it is less, I have some here." ”

"Two hundred, the hospital is waiting to pay for the surgery. Wang Laosan said.

Zhong Yuemin also had a headache, and said: "Third master, Wang Laosan really needs money urgently, if you have it, lend me a little, and I will write you a note." ”

"No, Master Zhong, two hundred yuan is not a small amount, but it's not worth it when you write a note, it's not a coincidence that you wouldn't have spoken to me. As Hou San'er spoke, he took out a box of biscuits from the drawer of the table and counted the money from it.

"Master Zhong, you take it, if it's not enough for you to speak. ”

Zhong Yuemin looked at Wang Laosan, who was full of hope, and took the money, "Wait for two months, I have plenty of money on hand, and I will pay you back immediately." ”

"It's not in the way, it's okay at any time!" Hou San'er thought of it again, and said, "If Fat Master Qian knows that you have returned to Beijing, he will definitely go to you." ”

"I'm in Miyun Reservoir now, I'll leave tonight, if you see the fat man and tell him, go to Miyun to find me if you have something, or wait for me to come back on the weekend." Zhong Yuemin said.

"Hey, Cheng!" Hou San'er smiled, "I'll definitely bring the words." ”

Wang Laosan looked at the money in Zhong Yuemin's hand with a blank eye, Zhong Yuemin felt a little funny, this guy is heartless on weekdays, it seems that he really cares about that girl this time.

"Wang Laosan was in a hurry to send money to the hospital, so we left first. Zhong Yuemin said goodbye to Hou San.

"That's okay, then we won't stay longer, I'll let the little hands send you out. Hou San got up and said.

"Okay, you should rest early!"

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The little hand sent Zhong Yuemin and Wang Laosan out of the alley and returned to the main road, at this time the sky was already bright, and the stalls in the ghost market had already been closed, as if they had never existed at all.

"Little hands, let's just send it here, let's go over there and get the bike. Zhong Yuemin said to Xiao Hand.

"Cheng, then I'll send it here. The little hand said goodbye, but he wanted to stop talking.

Zhong Yuemin took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong?"

"I just want to ask, what is the relationship between you and Fat Qian?"

"Hey, I'm friends with Fat Money. Zhong Yuemin replied.

"Then who is the best between you and Fat Fat Qian?" asked Xiaoshou again.

"Huh?" Zhong Yuemin felt a little inexplicable, "You mean who is the best in the fight?"

Xiaoshou also felt that his expression was not clear, and repeated: "It's not a fight, I just want to ask which of you listens to whom?"

Wang Laosan stood next to him and said: "Of course it's Qian Fatzi who listens to Yuemin, he is Yuemin's follower!"

"Oh!" the little hand suddenly realized, "no wonder!"

"What's the wonder?" Zhong Yuemin wondered.

"It's nothing!" the little hand refused, "you guys go, I'll go back first." ”

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Wang Laosan took the money and rushed to the hospital. Zhong Yuemin parted ways with him and slowly swayed on Chang'an Street.

By this time the sun had risen and the ancient city had woken up, and everywhere there was the smoke of boilers and flocks of pigeons soaring back and forth in the sky.

Thousands of bicycles converged and dispersed on Chang'an Avenue like crucian carp crossing the river, and bicycle bells rang everywhere they went.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the traffic crowding on the street, and simply stopped on the side of the road, admiring the morning rush hour of the bicycle kingdom era.

After looking at it for a while, Zhong Yuemin was a little hungry, and he accidentally found that there were steamed buns selling on the side of the road, so he pushed the cart over.

"Uncle, how do you sell steamed buns?"

"Five cents a piece. How many do you want?" the uncle pulled out a piece of paper and lifted the quilt covered with steamed buns.

"Two of them. Zhong Yuemin saw that the steamed buns were soft and clean, smelled a smell of wheat, and his appetite was opened.

The uncle wrapped the steamed bun with his hands and feet, handed it to Zhong Yuemin, and collected the money at the same time.

Zhong Yuemin immediately started eating, bit off half of the steamed bun in one bite, looked at the breakfast sold in this place on the whole street, and said curiously: "Uncle, is it allowed to set up a stall here?"

"No!" replied the uncle, "no one else is allowed to set up a stall except me!"

"Then why are you setting up a stall?"

The uncle took out a sign, "I am an expatriate employee of a food company, mainly for the convenience of the masses, so that those who have not eaten breakfast have a place to buy a steamed bun to make up for it, and have the strength to contribute to the society." ”

Zhong Yuemin listened, this uncle spoke one by one, obviously Zhong Yuemin was not the first person to ask him this question.

"Can't anyone else set up a stall here?" Zhong Yuemin asked again, "I think your business is quite good!"

"That's not okay! The public doesn't allow it!" the uncle smiled arrogantly, "Even if the public allows it, it won't work, if there is no approval from the food company, private individuals can't buy so much food!"

Zhong Yuemin thought about it, the rural people grow their own food, and they can't save grain, so the people in the city rely entirely on grain certificates to buy grain to eat, and they can't get extra grain.