Taking the brocade box, Ye Chen thought for a long time, and casually picked out a few calligraphy and paintings, as well as a scroll of Yuan Datou resting on the chair of pear blossom wood.

The old man didn't understand what Ye Chen was going to do, and he also followed to help.

After picking out a few more pieces of porcelain, Ye Chen took out a five-hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to the old man.

"This money is a deposit for you, let's make an agreement. I have official business to do these days, and I'm afraid I won't be able to agree to all your conditions for a while. ”

With five hundred yuan, the old man wrote a note with a brush.

"Young man, we have a fate, I received your money today, and if you don't come to pick it up a month later, I won't return the money.

But if you keep your promise and take these treasures within a month, you will not be in arrears when the time comes. ”

"Okay, good, the old man said this, and it was not in vain that we got acquainted."

Walking out of the old man's yard, Ye Chen looked at the surrounding environment and asked, "Old man, why does this place look so shabby." ”

The old man carried a kerosene lamp and took Ye Chen in for a turn, "This place was originally the family building of the flour mill, because of the restructuring, the director of the flour mill was squeezed, and he couldn't think of jumping off the building for a while.

Then there was a fire in the fourth house on the third floor, and the things in the house burned to the ground. The daughter-in-law of the second family on the second floor was seriously ill and shouted to find the child at night.

After a few months of trouble, the residents moved out one after another, leaving only a few people from other places. ”

Through the gloomy aisle, the old man took Ye Chen to the main entrance of the community.

"This place is separated from the main road by a wall, in terms of feng shui, this place should be prosperous, I don't know what went wrong, and it is what it is now."

Listening to the old man's narration, Ye Chen also made some observations about this place.

"Old man, you see we've been out for so long, isn't it time to go back?"

The old man continued to walk ahead with a kerosene lamp, but on the way back, Ye Chen seemed to have stepped on something.

Looking down, Ye Chen bent down and picked it up, it turned out to be a porcelain piece.

Quickly put it in his coat pocket and continued to follow the old man's steps out of the building.

Bringing the selected old objects to the car, Ye Chen drove away slowly.

I drove around the old family building and drove straight to the county land office.

Coming to the archives, an older woman was packing up the files.

"Comrade, who are you looking for?"

Ye Chen asked with a smile: "Eldest sister, I am from the third department of China Merchants, and I want to come here to learn about the situation of the flour factory and see if you have any information for reference." ”

The woman was busy packing up other files, and directly carried the file bag with a rope tied to the shelf to Ye Chen.

"These old files haven't been classified yet, if you're interested, take them to the table over there and read them, and just put them for me after you've finished reading."

Holding the document bag, Ye Chen felt a little sorry for his luck.

I sat down in the corner and looked it up, and I sat down for an afternoon.

The woman who was packing up the files saw Ye Chen looking at the old files motionlessly, poured a glass of water and approached: "Young man, do you have any plans for the land of the flour mill?" ”

Ye Chen raised his head slightly and responded: "It's not a matter of the bureau, it's my friend who wants that piece of land to be developed, so I'll adjust the file." ”

The woman sat down and gossiped: "Your friend is quite good at choosing places, this flour mill is the best feng shui treasure in our county."

Not to mention that in the early years, this place was the Mint of Beiyang, and later because of planning needs, the family building of the flour mill was built.

It's strange to say that such a feng shui treasure has lost a lot of lives, and finally turned into the current ghost, which is really incomprehensible. ”

Beiyang Mint!

Ye Chen was stunned and asked the woman, "Is there a file of the Beiyang Mint Bureau?" ”

The woman stopped gossiping and was stunned for a while, "Yes, but it's piled up in the old storehouse." If you want to see it, I'll just give you the key and go in and find it myself. ”

Closing the previous document, Ye Chen got up and pulled the woman to the old warehouse.

took out the key, but the woman refused to go in, "Young man, the documents here are all things that the bureau is going to dispose of as waste, if you are interested, just find someone to pull them all away." ”

Ye Chen took out ten yuan from his pocket and gave it to the woman, "Help me find a scrap collector to come over and load all the things here." ”

The woman was stunned and said, "Young man, you have enough money to buy a hundred catties of rice, and this pile of waste paper will cost less than two yuan in total, which is a lot of ......."

"If you have more, you should pay for the eldest sister's errands."

"Well, I like people like you who are open-minded."

Ye Chen stood in front of the door of the old warehouse, thinking about the matter of the Beiyang Mint that the woman had just mentioned.

If the flour mill was really built on the site of the Beiyang Mint, then the successive deaths in the family building of the flour mill can be explained.

As for the identity of the old man, he can also understand a thing or two.

After a while, the woman came over with the scrap collector to pack her things.

Ye Chen looked at the amount of waste products that were a bit large, turned his head to the woman and asked, "Where is the phone, I remembered something to report to the bureau." ”

"I have it on the table in my house, and the white one can be used directly on the outside line."

Quickly returning to the woman's office, Ye Chen directly dialed the office of the director of the garment factory.

After Shen Jiahui answered the phone, she immediately asked Hu Dahai to drive to answer.

When the waste collector loaded the packed waste into the truck, and when he was about to set off on three wheels, Ye Chen hurriedly drove behind him.

At an alleyway near the Land Office, a box truck stopped a tricycle hauling scrap.

"How do you drive, don't die!"

After Hu Dahai got out of the car, he didn't care about 3721, and directly controlled the scrap sellers.

At this time, the rear compartment door opened, and five or six men came down and emptied the things on the tricycle.

The vendor who pulls the scrap looks confused, "Do you even grab the scrap when you are poor these days?" ”

Hu Dahai didn't argue with the vendor, he directly took out five yuan and stuffed it into his jacket pocket, and walked away with everyone.

The car drove into a car wash, Hu Dahai got out of the car and knocked lightly on Ye Chen's window, "Brother Chen, we brought things back." ”

Pushing the car door, Ye Chen instructed Hu Dahai: "Put everything in the warehouse on the second floor and lock it." ”

Hu Dahai motioned to a few people in his company to help, and quickly put everything away.

"Leave two people for me to run errands at night. You, I have other arrangements. Tomorrow I will go to Guanghua Community and find a house in the sun, with good floors and livable for the elderly. ”

Hu Dahai said with a smile: "Brother Chen, are you going to buy a house for your uncle in the county?" ”

"It's for one of my business partners, as long as this business is completed, we will have no worries about eating and drinking in the future."

"Brother Chen, don't worry, I'll implement it for you tomorrow."

"Come back, it's easy to mislead me when there are too many people. If the boy comes back after he goes back, you have him come to me. ”

Hu Dahai should get down, leaving two clever ones, and the rest got into the car and took advantage of the night to turn into the country dirt road and make a detour back to the city.