"Let him sleep, he's tired!"

Su Wan'er looked at Zhang Xuebing and felt distressed for a while, and covered him with a thin sheet.

Then he and his sister cleaned up the dining table and arranged for Xiong Zhan to live in the original bungalow at home.

Zhang Xuebing slept for five or six hours, and he was numb from his sleep before he opened his eyes and found that the window was already slightly shining.

And the little girl sat opposite, her hand supporting her chin, her head kept dozing like a kowtow worm, and a crystal clear silk thread flowed from the corner of her mouth, as if her posture had never changed since then.

It seems that she has been waiting for herself to wake up from here, Zhang Xuebing's heart is warm, and he wants to carry her back to the room to rest.

But as soon as he moved, he realized that he was numb and couldn't move a bit, and he moved slightly for a while before his limbs regained sensation and could slowly stand up.

As soon as the table moved, the little girl's palm slipped down, and her brain poked directly on the tabletop, making a muffled sound.

She woke up suddenly and saw Zhang Xuebing on the other side holding a hand to hug her.

"Don't move, your arm is fine!" Saying that, she took the initiative to lean over and gave Zhang Xuebing a dragonfly kiss on the cheek.

Without waiting for Zhang Xuebing to react, she smiled and hid in the distance, tilting her head to look at him, "Go back to your room and sleep, and make something for you tomorrow!" ”

"Who did you learn this tone from, like a child!" Zhang Xuebing wondered in his heart, she used to be crisp and refreshing, when did she become so gentle and soft?

The little girl pursed her lips and smiled, "I usually tease dogs to say that!" ”

actually treated me as a dog, Zhang Xuebing was a wounded person at this time, and his body was not rested well, and he had no strength to punish her, so he had to gently lead the little girl and walk upstairs.

"Zhang Xuebing, you have been out for so long, and you haven't messed with flowers and grass outside, right?" As soon as she walked to the door of Zhang Xuebing's bedroom, the little girl suddenly popped out of this sentence.

Zhang Xuebing almost broke his foot, and Qin Yun'er and Boliswa kept flashing in his mind.

When he was stunned, the little girl's mouth was deflated, "I know, hmph, this time it's the girl who provoked somewhere, it won't be the golden silk cat of the screw country, right?" ”

Zhang Xuebing is completely convinced, can this girl tell fortunes, guess so accurately!

If you don't answer this well, something big will happen.

What should I do? Zhang Xuebing suddenly remembered something, hurriedly took out a dark and shiny fur from his backpack, hung it on the little girl's neck, and said in an extremely gentle voice.

"I'm going to do business, I'm busy with life and death, where do I have time to mess with flowers and grass again, oh, this is for you, see if you like it?"

Beautiful something that no one can resist, even an equally beautiful girl.

When the little girl saw such a beautiful fur, she exclaimed, and immediately hugged it tightly in her arms, as if she was afraid that someone else would snatch it away.

At this time, she had already thrown the question just now and the thick vinegar out of the clouds.

is indeed tired, back to the room, Zhang Xuebing didn't think about anything, he fell asleep, he urgently needs to recover now, otherwise the back will be messed up.

A large number of things in exchange for this time are on the train behind, and how to arrange sales in the back requires Zhang Xuebing to operate it personally.

And he also plans to adjust the direction of future supply in view of the situation in the screw country.

These things consume both brain and physical strength.

Lishan County, which is more than ten kilometers away from Zhangjia Village, is ushering in the dawn at this moment.

On the streets, pedestrians walked one after another, and the sound of sweeping the road was accompanied by the occasional car bell intertwined into an early morning sonata.

Zhang Erdou carried a long furoshiki on his back and walked into a cemetery in the suburbs.

There are more people here, and there is a lot of buzz, but of course they are not here to go to the grave.

I don't know when this cemetery became a paradise for morning exercisers, because most of the morning exercisers are elderly, and there are many cage birds, and the area around the cemetery has gradually developed into a market of flowers, birds, fish and insects.

In the cemetery, there is a ghost market naturally, all kinds of old goods, cultural toys are countless, and there is an endless stream of leakers who come here, and even people from the provincial capital hundreds of miles away have made a special trip.

Due to the large flow of passengers and the transaction time are at dawn, and there is no official official management, there are some side-kick goods here will often appear, which attracts many unscrupulous people to try their luck here.

Zhang Erdou hunched his waist and picked a secluded place, wandering on the edge of the crowd, like a wandering spirit, coming to the stall where he sold old goods.

He deliberately said to the stall owner who was dozing off in a hoarse voice, "I brought something, you can take a look!" ”

The stall owner didn't open his eyes at all, and he didn't even raise his head, "You plan, let me see it here, I don't have eyes, wait for me to close the stall!" ”

Zhang Erdou left the cemetery in a huff and wandered around the flower, bird, fish and insect market outside.

There are many breakfast dishes on the roadside, and all kinds of rich fragrances go straight to the nostrils.

Zhang Erdou couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva, and the burning sensation in his abdomen made his stomach cramp.

He walked to a beef pancake stall, reached into his pocket and only touched a few steel hammers, and then reluctantly pulled out his empty palm.

I had no money in my pocket, so I couldn't eat anything, so I had to continue to endure hunger, and I kept cursing the stall owner bastard in my heart for not closing the stall quickly.

By the time the sun rose on the top of the mountain, Zhang Erdou had already greeted the eight generations of the stall owner's ancestors, and then saw the stall owner pushing a bicycle walking out with the flow of people.

Zhang Erdou wanted to go over, but the man yelled at him and motioned to follow.

The two walked a few kilometers one after the other to the edge of the county seat.

Zhang Erdou was thirsty and hungry, and he had reached the critical point of collapse, and at this moment he wanted to eat the stall owner alive.

The bicycle stopped at the door of a car repair shop on the side of the road, and the stall owner took out the key, opened the door of the tin house, and turned back to Zhang Erdou Nuzui to signal him to enter.

"Do you have water at home, give me some!"

The stall owner chuckled, pointed to the door and said, "Water tank, get it yourself!" ”

Zhang Erdou poured a stomach of cold water, and then he felt that his hunger had eased a lot, and he put the things on his back on the dirty coffee table.

"Look at it, ancestral serious guy, I won't sell it if I don't have three thousand yuan!"

Originally, he had no money on him after escaping from prison, and in the end, he didn't get any money when he followed Scar San to the screw country, and he was already poor on the way back after buying a ticket.

If you want to take revenge, you can't do it without money, and you need a lot of money to run away after revenge.

So he ventured back home, took an item, and was going to sell it to an antique dealer he knew, and this was the case.

The stall owner didn't bargain, and directly untied the wrapper, revealing a short knife with a ring head in a fish skin sheath.

With a bang, the blade was unsheathed, and a ray of cold light dazzled people's eyes.

The stall owner's fingers wiped the pine moire on the knife surface, his eyes lit up, and he immediately pretended to be lacking in interest.

"That's it, this kind of thing is good, but I can't make a move, now it's strictly controlled, I have to stay for a long time to meet the buyer, one thousand five, sell it and stay, if you don't sell it, please do it!"

"King Kong is not bad Dazhai Master"

Zhang Erdou didn't expect that the ancestral treasure knife would only give 1,500 yuan, he was distressed and had a convulsion, and then he was angry, gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, one thousand and five is one thousand and five, take the money!"

The stall owner held back a smile and groped around the corner for a long time, took out a dirty iron box, and hit it to reveal stacks of old ten-yuan bills.

"It's one thousand five, you count!"

Zhang Erdou pretended to count the banknotes one by one, and put them on his body with the iron box, and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and said.

"There is a taboo on this knife, I have to tell you clearly!"

Those who play antiques are a little superstitious, and the stall owner knows that these swords and other things have a lot of taboos that have ever killed people, and his face is immediately ugly, and he said in a deep voice.

"Why the fuck didn't you kid say it earlier, what taboo say it quickly?"

Zhang Erdou stretched out his hand, and the stall owner handed over the knife in his hand and looked at him with unkind eyes.

"The taboo of this knife is that you can't trick people!" Before the words fell, Zhang Erdou suddenly pulled out the blade, raised it high, and slashed down on the stall owner's neck!