Chapter 33: What we do
"Hiss......"
He Xiao gasped, this middle-aged woman was even more arrogant than him.
Could it be that I guessed wrong? The thing is real, and the old horse didn't do a game?
Turning his head to look at Ma Weidu, He Xiao leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice, "Is the Marquis of Bronze Lu really from the Western Zhou Dynasty?" β
Ma Weidu frowned and shook his head slightly, "The Republic of China imitates." β
Ooh! Okay, you're an old horse, you're really a game.
He Xiao immediately let go of his hand and took two steps back with a look of disgust.
Yes, this didn't hurt me, but sold it to an innocent middle-aged woman.
He Xiao looked at Ma Weidu with disdain, people didn't offend him, he was really lacking in virtue.
"What kind of eyes are you?" Ma Weidu said depressedly.
He Xiao didn't speak, just looked at the old horse with disdain.
At most, he can be regarded as cutting off a beard and smashing people with money, but he is not lacking in morality, and then look at the old horse, okay, he directly deceives people, he is really a black master.
He wanted to go directly to the Public Security Bureau to report Lao Ma.
"Come on, look at me like this, do you know who that woman is? That's not an ordinary Lord, his heart is dark. β
Ma Weidu couldn't stand his disdainful eyes, and explained directly.
He is also quite chaotic in his heart now, selling the bronze lord to this lord, and he doesn't know whether he has made money or lost it.
Ho, it's darker than the old horse?
He Xiao glanced in the direction of the woman's walk, and was very curious, so he hurriedly walked to Lao Ma's side and inquired.
"Who's that man? Tell me about it. β
Ma Weidu glanced at him, but there was no squeak.
"Old Ma, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, do you want to cheat me today? Your heart is too dark, isn't it? Won't I just cut off Hu Ling once? Are you going to cheat me? β
"As for it? Ahh That's the rosewood bed of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, do you say? That's it. β
Ma Weidu was so angry in his heart that he couldn't do it, and when he thought about it, he hated it so much.
The end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty?
He Xiao was happy in his heart again, from the end of the Ming Dynasty to the present, it has been almost four hundred years, this wooden bed is really a good baby.
Cutting off the beard is considered to be the right one.
"Old Ma, I can't blame me, it's because you don't have any money on hand, you can't afford it, can you still not let me buy it?"
"Forget it, let's settle it."
Ma Weidu was very tired, and he didn't bother to continue to pull.
This matter was messed up today, and he didn't have the face to care about the rosewood bed anymore.
Seeing that He Xiao was about to speak, he took the initiative to say: "That woman just now, don't look very ordinary, but when it comes to her identity, it is not ordinary." β
He Xiao became interested, he pricked up his ears and listened curiously.
"This has to be calculated according to the previous dynasty, she is a ...... character"
He Xiao rolled his eyes, according to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, he is still a prince, who doesn't have a powerful ancestor?
"Old Ma, don't talk about it, just tell her what she is doing now."
Ma Weidu glanced at him helplessly, and then said, "Pour things into the Xiangjiang River." β
Ooh.
He Xiao was shocked, don't look at what Lao Ma said simply, pour things into the Xiangjiang River, if you don't have any power, you can't do it.
Whether it's white or black, you have to talk.
Not only must he have power, but this person must also be dark and calculating, otherwise he will not be able to do it.
But to the Xiangjiang poured things......
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Isn't this a pure traitor?
Well, not really, people's ancestors are not Han Chinese.
Tsk, shook his head, He Xiao couldn't care about this, at most he scolded a few words in his heart.
But thinking about it, He Xiao was happy again, "Old Ma, you have done a trick today, maybe people will have to come back to you in the future." β
Ma Weidu frowned and glanced at He Xiao, who was stupid, "It's not me who does the game, it's the game we do!" β
With that, he walked to the stall and packed up his things.
"What are we doing? Well? β
He Xiao was immediately unhappy, he thought about it, really from the perspective of that woman, he was an accomplice.
I'll go, wronged, obviously he's also a victim.
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However, if you can do it, this accomplice will do it, it's not a big deal.
Glancing at the old horse and the thin stall owner who were packing up their things, He Xiao was unhappy again.
"Okay, you old horse, no, since you are an accomplice, I also have a share of the 3,000 yuan sold!"
"Phew, the bronze lord of the Republic of China is my own thing."
Ma Wei glanced at He Xiao, and the two of them didn't know each other.
"It's not okay to divide it, at most I'll invite you to dinner."
After receiving the 3,000 yuan handed over by the thin stall owner, Ma Weidu was in a better mood.
Three thousand yuan, in this era, is a lot of money, and his current salary for a month is only forty or fifty.
With these 3,000 yuan, he can finally collect some of his favorite things to his heart's content.
"Xiao Feng, you are also together, you have worked hard for you today."
"Hey, this is nothing, Brother Ma, if you have something to do in the future, call me, I'll be there."
"Xiao Feng?"
He Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then a name appeared in his heart.
Hey, what kind of head is he, even Feng Gang, cough cough, Feng Gang forgot, this is the same as the old horse, they are all masters who play together in the Beijing circle.
Glancing at the young Xiao Feng, He Xiao wanted to be happy.
He's just like Lao Ma's little brother now.
But think about it, it's really not easy for people to get out of the way later.
Seeing that He Xiao had been staring at him, Feng Gang was a little embarrassed, "Brother, what is ...... today?"
He Xiao was stunned, and then hurriedly interrupted him.
"Hey, don't, I'm only seventeen this year, I'm young, I should call you brother, today's incident is my grudge with Lao Ma, it has nothing to do with you."
Feng Gang glanced back at Ma Weidu and smiled awkwardly.
"Okay, let's go, I'll treat you two to dinner."
Ma Weidu packed up his things and called the two of them.
"Then we have to choose a big restaurant, and I won't go to a small place."
"National Restaurant, do you want to go?"
Afraid that He Xiao didn't know this place, Ma Weidu said the previous name of this shop again, "It used to be called Donglaishun, but now it's called Minzu Restaurant." β
"Shabu-shabu?"
"Are you going?"
"Then definitely go."
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Dressed in shorts and shirts, He Xiao sat at the round table, a little speechless.
In this summer, the mutton shabu is really not too hot.
Glancing around, there are quite a lot of people in the store, and these people are really fighting for delicious food.
When the mutton was brought over, He Xiao took a special look.
The mutton in the blue and white porcelain plate is red and bright, as thin as paper, and the master in the store really has a hand.
Seeing that the water in the copper pot began to gurgle, He Xiao was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched the mutton on the blue and white porcelain plate.
The mutton was thin, and he shook it twice, and then picked it up.
Dipping a little of the store's special condiment, as soon as he stuffed it into his mouth, he hit a spirit.
"Hiss......"
Fresh, tender and fragrant, the taste is simply amazing.
The mutton is good, and the condiments are good, He Xiao took the chopsticks and hurriedly shook them again.
Feng Gang on the other side was also like him, holding chopsticks and not letting go.
Among the three people at this table, Ma Weidu is also very particular, and the mutton is eaten in his mouth, and he has to taste it before he puts down the chopsticks.