Father Yang instructed him to be careful in everything. We answered and strode out the door. Called the car and went straight to the bus station.

After finding the car, the four people lay on the sleeper and waited for the vehicle to start. After more than an hour, the car finally left.

Six hours later, we arrived at the end point: Nanyang Bus Station. The station was already very deserted, with only the bread drivers soliciting customers and the guests of the small inn. When they saw us get out of the car, they rushed up. Some asked to take their car, and some asked to stay in their store. We got into a soliciting van and said we were going to Dushan Village in Wolong. The man asked for a hundred dollars.

Feng Laonong wanted to get out of the car and scolded the driver for killing people. The driver hurriedly talked, and finally negotiated 50 yuan, and we sat in the car.

The car swayed for a long time and finally stopped. The driver said. We saw a sign on the side of the road saying "Dushan Village" on the bus, and after confirming that it was in the village, we got out of the car.

With our own flashlights, we followed the stone-paved road and soon came to the entrance of the village. However, no one was seen waiting there. The lights in the village are bright, and the sound of eating from the machine can be heard from time to time. Yang Kexing looked at his watch, it was almost twelve o'clock. The people in this village sleep so late, if they are in Luozhuang, where are the lights and shadows at this time?

After walking a few steps towards the village, we saw a house with its door open and electric lights on in the yard. Old man Feng stretched out his head and said, "Sure enough, it's a place where jade is produced."

We quickly gathered around and saw that the courtyard of this house was full of stones of various sizes and colors. There is a large bright light bulb in the center of the courtyard, which illuminates the whole courtyard very brightly. There were also a few people in the courtyard polishing the stones with machines, as if they were making some large jade objects.

Feng Lao Nong was afraid that he would miss that Wanbao, so he ordered me and Wu Feifei to wait for him at the entrance of the village with a flashlight. He and Yang Kexing went around the village to see if there were any food sellers or places to stay.

When we got the order, we ran to the entrance of the village and stood there stupidly with a flashlight. I had nothing to do, so I had to smoke a cigarette to pass the time.

After about half an hour, Yang Kexing and Feng Laonong came back with a flashlight. He said to us, "What a good Zhuangzi, better than our Ten Thousand Mounds Street!" "

"A place to stay has been found, and someone has been cooking for me all night. Damn, I'm just waiting for this kid Wanbao now," Feng Laonong said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have been hit by something on his head, and he made a bang. Feng Lao Nong covered his head in response, and looked around with a flashlight to see who was playing a prank here.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a black shadow jump down from the locust tree next to him. Jump in front of Feng Lao Nong.

I couldn't help but be startled, and reflexively raised my hands to my chest and made an offensive and defensive posture. The man spoke: "I haven't seen you for so many years, you kid has made a lot of fortune!" "

Feng Laonong was shocked, turned on the flashlight and looked at it carefully, quickly took out a Butterfly Spring cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the man and said, "I've been looking for you for a long time, it turns out that you are on this tree."

Listening to their conversation, I knew that this person turned out to be Wanbao.

Feng Laonong and Wan Bao were close to each other, and they were careful to compensate him. It's smoking and ignition. We stood aside and looked at it, and felt that this Wanbao was not as cold and unapproachable as we imagined. On the contrary, I feel that this person is easy to get along with, and I secretly suspect that it is the Yang family and Wanbao who have too deep a grudge, which will make Wanbao and his family not so friendly in terms of verbal communication.

After greeting for a long time, Feng Laonong took Wanbao and walked to the village. After turning two corners, I came to the gate of a courtyard, and I looked up. The signboard on the door reads "Yuxiangyuan Hot Pot City" six big characters, the courtyard is brightly lit, and the voices of people are boiling.

After entering, I found that the courtyard was very large, there were dozens of houses built of red tiles, and there were several rooms on the left side, where drunk and smoked guests were still rowing their fists and eating hot pot. The rows of houses on the right were bright and dark, and there was a lot of snoring.

Sure enough, it's a good place. Even in Pingyu County, there will be no one walking around the streets at this time. In this village, there are still so many people eating and drinking.

At this time came a little girl, fifteen or sixteen years old, with two pigtails. When they saw us, they beckoned us to live or eat. Feng Lao Nong said to her: "The room has been decided, now we have to eat." So he led us into a room on the left side and turned on the light.

Feng Laonong asked Wan Bao to sit on the chief, and Wan Bao was not polite, and sat down. We sat up at random.

The little girl said: "I have dog meat pots, mutton pots, fish pots, and clear soup pots in my shop. There are all kinds of stir-fried dishes, what do you need to eat? "

"Dog meat pot, if there is anything delicious, just come up. Let's have a cold dog meat, and then cut two catties of cooked beef," Wan Bao said, "Some of the old rice wine is a few catties"

I thought to myself, you're really welcome. Without asking us what we were going to eat, we started ordering randomly. But the dishes I ordered are OK, enough for my appetite.

The little girl remembered and turned and walked out. Feng Laonong and Wan Bao talked to each other about what happened after they ended their careers. Wan Bao asked how he got involved with Lao Yang and became an expert in inverted buckets. Feng Laonong made up a phone call to perfunctory him.

After a while, an aluminum pot with a height of 30 centimeters and a diameter of more than 20 centimeters was brought up. The pot was served by a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a flat head. Place the pot on the coal fire in the hole dug in the middle of the table, then lean down and open the lower lid of the coal fire to let the fire rise.

Feng Laonong was foaming at the stars, constantly bragging, and at the same time secretly patting Wanbao's ass up and down. We have nothing to do, and we can't get used to this kind of sycophancy, so we make a look. Under the pretext of seeing that the food had not come up yesterday, he walked to the yard. I just took out a cigarette in the yard and just smoked it. The boy who served the pot walked over. Ask us if we came to Dushan Village to enter the jade.

We just couldn't answer what we were doing in Dushan, so we pushed the boat down the river and said that we were here to buy some jade and sell it outside.

This kid was very happy and told us that his name was Cao Xu and he was the son of this shop. There is a jade antique shop in the courtyard next to this, and we are invited to visit his shop after dawn. The price must be cheaper than others. We agreed with him, and the boy went away happily.

In a short time, this kid went in and out of our room many times, bringing in plates of food. When we saw that the food was almost finished, we hurried back to the house.

The coal fire was already burning, and the water and meat in the pot were tumbling. A variety of meats and dishes are placed on the table. The wine has been brought up. Feng Laonong took a spoon and fished out a bowl of dog meat for Wanbao, and brought sesame paste to Wanbao. Then I brought some meat to myself.

They are good, and we are welcome. I've been fucking hungry for most of the day. During the feast, Wan Bao put on all sorts of arrogant appearances, as if we were all his servants. I'm secretly angry with myself.

By the time we were full of food and drink, it was already past two o'clock in the evening.

Cao Xu came over and led us to the room on the right, which was not a bed, but a bunk. One bunk can sleep seven or eight people. Feng Laonong waved his hand to the three of me and said, "I have set two rooms, you three live here, I will sleep with you Brother Wanbao, don't sleep, talk at night" After speaking, he walked to the next door.

After they left, the three of us got under the covers and turned out the lights. secretly commented on Wanbao in the bed, and sure enough, there was no one in his eyes, and he was arrogant. But now I have to endure it.

There was the sound of stealing and speechlessness from the next room. Looks like they're talking about something, too. Because we were in the car for a few hours and were sleeping almost all the time, we weren't very sleepy now. So he turned on the lamp, sat up, smoked and chatted. Yang Kexing and Wu Feifei inspected the wound and saw that the wound had spread a few centimeters to the surroundings, and a trace of worry was added to their hearts. I also thought about what to do if I couldn't find chalcedony in Dushan.

I don't know how long I talked about it, but I fell asleep.

When I woke up, the sun had already risen. Yang Kexing looked at his watch, it was already more than ten o'clock at noon. Hurriedly got up and got out of bed and went to find Old Farmer Feng. I saw that the door next door was locked, and there was no one in the house. We hurriedly went to Cao Xu to ask, but we didn't find it.

We were shocked. Damn, didn't this old farmer Feng run away with the treasure and Wanbao?