The ghost baby mother-in-law has died, and a newborn baby has been born in the village, and it is safe and sound, and the affairs of the village are all settled.

But for me and my brother, there is another tricky thing---- those three gold bars, at least we have to exchange them for paper money. But how to change it? Where to change? Who to change? In our small backward village, it has become a problem.

I suggested that my senior brother go directly to the county town to find a gold store and sell it, but my senior brother not only rejected my suggestion, but also put my IQ below the horizontal line.

His exact words were:

"These three gold bars are estimated to be about six catties, not to mention whether they were stolen by the ghost baby mother-in-law, even if they were dug up from that tomb, we will go to the gold store to sell them so blatantly, it is inevitable that people will not be suspicious. Also, let's not talk about whether it will cause trouble for yourself, whether people dare to accept it is a question. ”

Finally, at the suggestion of my brother, we decided to go to the black market in the provincial capital to dispose of the three gold bars.

So, I panicked my parents, saying that my brother introduced me to a job in the provincial capital, and I had to leave tomorrow to report, and simply brought a few changes of clothes, so my brother and I left home, went to the county seat first, found a black car to go to the provincial capital, and embarked on the road to the provincial capital.

Before leaving, I opened the package that the master had given me, and it was not a powerful weapon as I had imagined, but only a letter and two yellowed ancient books. The letter master only said that I should follow my brother and not worry about him.

The two ancient books are basically some strange symbols, and I can't understand them, and the master's letter says that whether I can read them or not, I must look at the symbols on the books every day at sunrise or full moon, and the specific reason is not explained.

When we arrived in the provincial capital, my brother and I found a hotel to stay in, and we were going to slowly look for buyers of gold bars on the black market.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, my brother took me to an antique street, and I wondered how the neatly arranged antique shops and the smiling clerks in the shops had nothing to do with the black market.

Of course, the senior brother saw my doubts and immediately opened his mouth to answer for me

"The black market, in fact, is a place where you can buy and sell freely, and you don't just ask about the origin of things, but ask for the personal information of buyers and sellers, and pay money with one hand and deliver goods with the other. Compared with some formal places, there is a lot less trouble. ”

After the senior brother finished speaking, he pointed to a shop and said:

"Most of the shops here also introduce buyers and sellers to each other, coordinate prices, and once the transaction is completed, they take a commission. In addition, sometimes when they see something good and there is no suitable buyer, they will buy it first, and then sell it at a higher price when there is a buyer. There is also a situation where some outsiders do not believe in individuals, or need to issue invoices, and they all have to go through antique shops. The oil and water in this is not what you can imagine, especially when you meet buyers who don't understand, it is really not open for three years, and it will be open for three years! ”

After listening to my brother's explanation, it dawned on me that it was no wonder that these shops were deserted, but they were still next to each other.

"Senior brother, are we going directly to this store to sell our gold bars?"

I thought about the purpose of our trip and asked.

"Jiang Ling Daxia, please use your brain, is there still a shortage of buyers for this thing of ours? Or do you want a regular invoice? These stores are convenient, but they are also very dark. ”

After the senior brother finished speaking, he began to walk forward on his own, and I quickly followed. I felt like it was happening a lot, as if I were his horse.

My brother and I walked around until noon, but we still didn't sell the gold bars, not because no one wanted them, but because my brother always said that the other party's heart was too dark, and when he said this, he looked like a money fan.

Just as my brother and I were about to find a place to eat, there was a noisy sound in front of us, and my brother and I followed the sound and walked over and saw that there were already a lot of people around to watch the excitement.

Squeezed into the crowd, I saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a red face, panting and being pressed to the ground in front of an antique shop by two middle-aged men in their thirties and forties, shouting:

"I don't... No... Not for sale... Sold and put me... It's mine... The knife... Knife... Knife... Knife ......"

One of the middle-aged men may be an anxious person, and he was really anxious to hear this young man speak, so he interrupted him before he finished speaking, and said viciously:

"If you want us to return your knife, it's okay, the liquidated damages are 50,000, and I will pay you back immediately, if not, you are deliberately making trouble."

After speaking, he shook a short knife in his hand, only to see that this short knife and the handle of the knife are about 20 centimeters long and about 5 centimeters wide, the knife body is pitch black, shaped like a crescent moon, but there is no blade, and the red line wrapped around the handle of the knife is like a layer of blood.

Listening to the words of the middle-aged man, the onlookers basically heard a rough idea, it should be that the young man sold the knife to this store, and now he regrets it, but the rule here is to return what has been sold, in addition to returning the original price, he must also pay a certain amount of liquidated damages.

This young man has no money or is unwilling to give, which is why this scene has occurred.

"I... I... I..."

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, the young man who was pressed to the ground turned even redder, stuttered and reasoned with loss, and kept talking about me, but he couldn't say anything else.

"Let him go, I will help him give the liquidated damages."

At this moment, a cold voice came from the crowd, and I was startled, because the owner of this voice was none other than my senior brother beside me.

After the senior brother finished speaking, he pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, walked to the two middle-aged men, and opened the box in his arms.

The young man immediately stood up, ready to pounce on the middle-aged man with the knife in his hand. The senior brother turned his head and glared at him, and the young man stopped his figure and looked at the senior brother in a little surprise.

The two middle-aged men were about to repeat their old tricks and press the young man again, seeing this scene, the hands that the two stretched out to the young man also retracted, and looked at the senior brother in disbelief.

"You don't have to worry, I'll get this knife back for you."

Seeing that the young man was staring at him motionless, the senior brother also looked at the young man's eyes and said.

Seeing that the senior brother was in charge, I also squeezed out of the crowd, stood beside the senior brother, and looked at the young man by the way.

I saw that this young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his childish face looked resolute, although he was wearing tattered clothes, he could stand straight, and he looked very energetic.

After listening to his senior brother's words at this moment, he bit his lip slightly and nodded heavily.

Seeing him nodding, the senior brother turned his head and walked towards the store, and when the two middle-aged men saw this, they dispersed the crowd of onlookers and entered the store.

I was about to go in with him, but seeing that the boy was still standing there, I went over and said:

"Let's go, let's go in too, trust my senior brother, he will definitely help you get that knife back."

The boy turned to look at me, nodded slightly, and walked with me into the antique shop.

Like most of the antique shops here, this shop has a large and small glass counter, which is sporadically stocked with some ceramics, jade, calligraphy and paintings.

But according to the words of the senior brother, these are all fakes or worthless things, think about it, who will put valuable things here every day, valuable things are afraid to find a secret place, without three or four locks I am afraid that I am not at ease.

The two middle-aged men in the store took the senior brother's box, took out three gold bars, put them on a precision electronic scale, weighed them three times, and then used a calculator to calculate them three times, and then quoted the weight and the total price.

They said that the three gold bars had a total of 2,824 grams, and they bid 260,000 grams per gram, a total of more than 730,000, but they wanted to erase the fractions, and gave a total of 730,000.

When I hear it, isn't this a pit man? We have been to this store in the morning, and their bids at that time are all two hundred and seven, and the senior brother is too low to sell, and now they are not only lowering the price, but also erasing the fraction, it is obvious that the two middle-aged people see that the senior brother wants to help this young man, so they do it deliberately.

Originally, I thought that the senior brother would refuse, at least bargaining, but the senior brother actually agreed, and hurriedly asked for the young man's short knife from the middle-aged man and handed it to the young man.