Those e-sports players from China Normal University, if they don't have the help of Wei Taiqiang and He Berg, they can't become top e-sports players, and if these people can't become top e-sports players, their lives can't be good.

These are willing to give almost everything in order to get Hoberg's help.

The career of an esports player is so cruel.

As for the other jewelry, Wei Taiqiang thought twice and finally decided to go to the big family to see if there was more land to buy.

So now he is at the big man's house again. These days, there is no janitor standing at the door, rubbing the long hair on his black mole, and contemptuous of those who cannot enter the Huang family without passing him. Instead, the door was tightly shut. Wei Taiqiang slammed the door with his fists, but no one came out. The people walking by on the street looked up and shouted to him, "Hey, you can keep knocking on the door." If the old man had been awake, he might have come out; If a girl sees a lost dog nearby, she may open the door, if she likes the dog. ”

At last, though, he heard slow footsteps coming towards the door, slow, lazy footsteps that stopped and walked. Then he heard the iron latch slowly being pulled open, and the door creaked, and asked in a hoarse whisper, "Who?" ”

Although Wei Taiqiang was surprised, he replied loudly: "It's me, Wei Taiqiang." ”

An indignant voice said, "Bastard, who is Wei Taiqiang?" ”

From that scolding tone, Wei Taiqiang knew that this person was the old man himself, because that tone seemed to be used to scolding the slave girl. Therefore, Wei Taiqiang replied more humbly than just now: "Master, I came here for a little small matter. I don't want to disturb your lord himself, but I want to talk about a little business with the butler who does things for your lord. ”

But instead of opening the door any wider, the old man pouted through the crack in the door and replied, "That damn dog thing left me months ago." He's not here anymore. ”

After hearing this answer, Wei Taiqiang didn't know what to do. If there is no Chinese person, it is impossible to talk directly to the master about buying land. But the jewels hung on his chest as hot as fire, and he wanted to get rid of them, and more importantly to get the land. With his existing seeds, he can replant so much land that has been planted now, and he wants to bring over the good land of the Huang family.

"I'm here to talk about a little money." He said, "Oh, I haven't heard of it in a long time!" She said sourly. Wei Taiqiang saw a beautiful and shrewd red face looking out at him. "Come in!" She said briskly, then opened the door wider to let him in. As he stood in the courtyard in astonishment, she bolted the door behind his back again.

The old man stood there coughing and watching, he was wearing a dirty, old gray silk coat with a dirty fur trim dragging at the hem. One could tell that it had once been a fine garment, and despite the stains, the satin was still stiff and slippery, just crumpled as if it had been used in pajamas. Wei Taiqiang looked at the old man behind him, feeling strange and a little scared, because he had been a little afraid of this big family all his life. He had heard so many old men talk about him, as if it couldn't be this old guy. The man seemed to be less formidable than his old father, and he was, for his father was a cleanly dressed old man with a smile on his face, and the old man, who had been fat, was now very thin, his skin was wrinkled, he had not washed his face or shaved his beard, and his yellowed hands trembled at the touch of his flabby old lips.

The woman was dressed very neatly. Her face was cold and shrewd, with an eagle-like pass, a high nose, dark eyes, gray skin pressed too tightly against the bone, and red cheeks and lips that looked a little cold. Her jet-black hair was as bright as a mirror, but from her speech one could tell that she was not from the old man's house, but a maid, because her voice was sharp and sour. There was no one else in the courtyard except the woman and the old man, and there used to be men and women and children running around in the yard, doing this and that, and taking care of the rich man's family.

"Now let's talk about money." The woman said smartly. But Wei Taiqiang was a little hesitant, he didn't want to say it in front of the master. The woman, who was very good at discerning her face, saw this at once, and said to the old man in a shrill voice, "Go in first!" ”

The old man didn't say a word, but staggered away in silence, his old soft cloth shoes falling off his heels, shuffling, and walking with great difficulty.

Wei Taiqiang was left alone with this woman, not knowing what to say or do. He was amazed at the decay everywhere. He looked into the second courtyard, and there was no one there, but what he saw was piles of dirt and garbage, weeds, branches, and dry pine leaves scattered on the ground, and the flowers and trees that had been planted were dead, and the whole yard seemed to have not been swept for a long time.

"Hey, Wood Head!" The woman said in a shrill voice. Wei Taiqiang was startled by her voice, he didn't expect her voice to be so high-pitched. "What's the matter with you? If you have money, show me. ”

"No," Wei Taiqiang said carefully, "I didn't say I had money. I'm talking about business. ”

"Business means money," the woman said, "either money in or money, but this family can't make money now." ”

"That's a good point, but I can't talk to a woman." Wei Taiqiang retorted gently. He couldn't figure out where he was and still looked around.

"Why not?" The woman asked angrily. Then she suddenly said to him in a loud voice, "Fool, haven't you heard that there is no one in this house?" ”

Wei Taiqiang looked at her weakly and didn't believe it, so the woman shouted to him again: "It's just me and the master, and there is no one else!" ”

"So, where did it go?" Wei Taiqiang asked, he was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

"Well, the old lady is dead." The woman replied, "Haven't you heard in the city that the bandits have stormed into the house and robbed them of all the maids and belongings they wanted?" They tied the old man to his thumb and hung him up and beat him severely. They tied the old lady to a chair with a gagged mouth. The whole family ran away. But I stayed. I hid in an urn with half an urn of water and a wooden lid on top. When I came out, they were all gone, and the old lady died in her chair, not by beating, but by fright. Her body was depleted from smoking opium, and she couldn't stand the fear. ”

"What about the slaves?" Wei Taiqiang gasped and asked, "What about Mr. Else?" ”

"Hmph, those people," she said dismissively. "They have long since gone and all the long ones are gone, for in the middle of winter there is neither food nor money. In fact," she lowered, "many of the bandits are long-term laborers. I saw with my own eyes that the dog guarding the door was led by him, and although he turned his face to the side in front of the old man, I saw the three long hairs on his black mole. There are others, because if you are not someone who is familiar with this home, how will you know where the jewelry is hidden? And how do you know that the jewelry in the secret collection has not been sold? I don't want to blame the housekeeper alone, for he would have thought it undignified to be in public during that incident, but he was a distant relative of the family. ”

The woman fell silent, and there was silence in the courtyard, as silent as everything was dead. Then the woman said, "But none of this is all sudden. In the life of the master, as well as his father's life, the family has been in decline. These two lords don't care about the fields, but how much the housekeeper gives is how much they want, and they don't care about spending money, like running water. In the hands of these generations, the land gradually lost its power and began to be sold little by little. ”

"Where have the young masters gone?" Wei Taiqiang asked, he was still looking around, he couldn't believe that there was such a thing.

"East of east, west of west," said the woman absently, "but the two girls were married before the accident." When the eldest young master heard about his parents, he sent someone to pick up his father, but I advised the old man not to go. I said, 'Who will stay in these courtyards?' It shouldn't be me, I'm just a woman. She pouted in embarrassment as she said this, lowered her bold eyes, paused for a moment and then said, "Besides, I have been my faithful slave all these years, and I have no other home to go to." ”

At this time, Wei Taiqiang looked at her carefully, and quickly turned around and walked away. He began to understand what was going on, a woman attached to an old man who was dying in order to get the last of what was left of him. So he said to her contemptuously, "Since you are only a maid, how can I do business with you?" ”

Hearing this, she shouted to him, "He will do whatever I tell him to do." ”

Wei Taiqiang thought about this answer. Yes, this family has land. If he doesn't buy it, someone else will buy it through this woman.

"How much land is left?" He had to ask. She immediately saw his purpose.

"If you come to buy land," she replied quickly, "there is land to buy here." There were 100 acres in the west of the city and 200 acres in the south of the city, and he was ready to sell them. It's not a whole piece of land, but each piece is huge. It's okay to sell the fields together. ”

She said it all in one breath. This made Wei Taiqiang understand: she knew all the things left of the master, even the last inch of land. But he still didn't believe it and didn't want to do business with her.

"Without the consent of his sons, it is impossible for the master to sell all the land in the family, right?" He expressed his doubts.

But the woman immediately took his words: "As for that, the sons have told him to sell it when they can." None of the sons wanted to live here. In these days of famine, the countryside was full of bandits, and they all said, 'We can't live in a place like this.'" Let's sell the land and divide the money. "But to whom shall I give the money?" Wei Taiqiang asked, still unbelieving in his heart.

"Who else will be in the hands of the master?" The woman replied without thinking. But Wei Taiqiang knew that what was in the master's hands would fall into her hands.

So he didn't want to talk to the woman any more, so he turned and walked away, saying, "Let's talk about it another day," and said as he walked towards the door. She followed him, and shouted after him into the street: "Tomorrow, this time, this time, or any time in the afternoon!" ”

He ignored her and headed straight down the street, bewildered and bewildered, feeling the need to think about what he had just heard. He walked into a small teahouse and asked for a pot of tea. When the runner put the tea neatly in front of him, unceremoniously grabbed the copper money he paid and threw it to play, he had already fallen into deep thought. The more he thought about it, the more terrible the decline of the big family became: from his grandfather's life to his father's life to his own, the rich family, which had always been a powerful and famous family in the city, was now in decay and dilapidation.

"It's the result of them leaving the field." He thought with some regret. Then he thought of his two sons, who were growing like bamboo in spring. He made up his mind that from this day on, they would no longer be allowed to play in the sun, and that they would be allowed to work in the fields, and from an early age they would remember the ground under their feet and know that it was not easy to eat with the hoe in their hands.

Yet, at this time, the hot and heavy jewels he was carrying still frightened him, as if their splendor would shine through the cloth bag, and someone would shout: "Ah, here is a poor man with the jewels of the emperor!" ”

Only by turning them into land can he be at peace. Therefore, when he saw that the innkeeper was a little free, he called him over and said to him, "Come, I will invite you to a cup of tea, and tell me about the latest things in the city, for I have not been here all winter." ”

The shopkeeper had always been willing to talk to others about such things, especially when someone had paid him to drink tea from his shop, so he happily sat down at Wei Taiqiang's table. The man had a small weasel face and a turnip flower on his left eye. His clothes were hard and black, and his chest and trousers were stained with oil, because he sold rice in addition to tea, which he made himself. He often likes to say, "As the saying goes, 'A good cook doesn't wear clean clothes.'" "So he didn't think it was a big deal if he wasn't clean. After he sat down, he immediately talked to Wei Taiqiang: "Well, in addition to the fact that many people starved to death, this is nothing new, and the biggest novelty is the robbery of the Huang family." ”

That's exactly what Wei Taiqiang wants to hear. The innkeeper continued to tell him with great interest how the few concubines who had been left behind had cried and been taken away, and how the wives had been raped, and how they had been thrown out, and some had even been taken away, so that there was no one living in the house at all. "There is no one left," said the innkeeper at last, "and he is now at the mercy of a maid named Cuckoo, who, by her own cleverness, has been in the old man's house for many years, while the others have not been for long. ”