Chapter 408: The Golden Dustpan Hand
"What?"
"That Gongsun Tong owes you a favor yet, hasn't he?"
It's β it's not just him, it's a lot of others who owe me a favor.
The black man smiled maliciously: "That's great." β
I can see what he has in mind - he wants to find Gongsun Tong, but Gongsun Tong Shenlong can't see the head and the tail, and there is no trace at all, and Gongsun Tong's nickname doesn't owe favors, since he owes me, he will appear by my side sooner or later.
If you keep an eye on me, you will be able to keep an eye on Gongsun Tong.
I couldn't help but ask, "Did that Gongsun Tong owe you a loan shark or what?" β
The big black man sneered: "It's more important than loan sharks - he deceived his teacher and destroyed his ancestors, and took away something as important as the ferry door." If you don't take it back, I'm sorry for the teacher. β
Cheng Xinghe listened to it and thought so: "The goods are not only for food, but also for part-time jobs, but also to be a thief?" What did he steal? β
The big black man waved his hand: "It's not enough for outsiders." β
Cheng Xinghe was very disappointed, but when he glanced at the dress of the big black mole, and then thought about Gongsun Tong's dress, he showed a very relieved expression, and felt that he couldn't steal half a pot of vinegar if he stole it, and there was no need to worry about it.
I looked back, the gold and silver gas in the desert is still there, but it shouldn't be easy to excavate, but, well, the vicissitudes of life, I can't say when, maybe the gold and silver cave will quietly open again, attracting gold diggers.
Leaving the desert, the little girl in the store was reluctant to give up - saying that after opening the store for so many years, there are not many good people she has met, and we count a few of them.
Especially for Dumb Balan, he kept saying that he had never seen such a close sister, so that Dumb Balan had time to come and see her.
Mute Baran opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he didn't say it.
He was probably afraid that it would affect the image in the little girl's heart.
When leaving, the little girl was still waving to us in front of the hotel, dressed in bright red national costume, like a wildfire burning on the desert, the picture is very beautiful, how to look at how to have vitality.
The dumb Balan probe waved his hand and was dragged back by Cheng Xinghe: "How much sand come in!" Or you'll have to keep your head. β
The big black man who was riding in the car with him also interjected: "The eighteen-year-old girl is like a hot meal with fresh fruit, where is there anything bad - just think about it when you die, it's all the same grilled lamb chops." β
No, where do you talk like that?
Dumb Balan glared at the big black mole, and grabbed me: "Brother, we have to quickly solve the matter of the four-phase bureau, I can't wait for a day." β
I don't know why I'm getting motion sickness, and the whole person is a little bad, just wanting to vomit, so I wave his hand and ask him to discuss with his old man Lan first - if they don't make trouble, it will be easy to solve.
Dumb Balan was a little disappointed in an instant, obviously stunned when he thought of Old Man Lan.
But when he mentioned the Lan family, he said as if he remembered something: "By the way, brother, my sister always thinks about you!" Every time you contact me, ask you in three sentences and two sentences. β
Lan Jianguo? I just want the plastic bag to spit out: "Your sister is very enthusiastic." β
But the white herb on the side became interested: "You still have a sister?" Is it good-looking? How old is it? Single? β
Dumb Balan looked at the white herb: "When my sister talks like this, she looks like a matchmaker and an old lady in the blind date corner of Jinjiang Mansion Park." β
Bai Huoxiang's face sank, and the mute Balan was afraid of being poisoned and dumb and afraid of being pricked by needles, so he stopped squeaking.
I fell asleep against the car window, dimly aware that someone had put a blanket over me, and someone smacked my tongue loudly with envy.
When I returned to the county, I realized the loveliness of the county - although the desert is beautiful, it is not a place to live for a long time.
The big black man also settled in the county town - he set up a stall to sell magazines, and he always pretended not to know us, looking at him poor and poor, and he didn't know where the capital came from.
As soon as we looked at the time, it was almost time for the auction house to close the deadline, and we didn't have time to rest before we had to exchange the dog's head gold for money.
Originally, this kind of thing could be done by the owner of the antique shop or Mr. Gao, but who knew that a person who was hospitalized with a fever and a person who attended a wedding was not there, so we went to exchange money according to the address given by the owner of the antique shop.
The owner of the antique shop said that the place is not so reliable, the whole county is famous, as long as his name is mentioned, it is Tong Suo is not bullied, let me rest assured and boldly sell.
As a result, when I went to the place, it was a small alley, which was piled up with a lot of scrapped bicycles, surrounded by chicken offal and pedicures, and the small red light bulbs flashed and flashed, which did not look like a serious business.
The alley was darkly lit, I almost suspected that I had gone to the wrong door, and after a careful look for a long time, I saw a shop that was not lit, and there was a plaque hanging on the door, which read the words "Xinya Zhai".
The door was hidden, and when I went in, there was a wall of newspaper pasted inside, and I don't know how long it hadn't been cleaned, and there was black ash everywhere.
Cheng Xinghe frowned immediately: ", can this place take out twenty-five million?" I think it's hard to get some dark coins, is it the owner of the antique shop who is nonsense? β
Dumb Balan also looked around vigilantly, as if he was ready to rush out a few masked gangsters around at any time.
"Roar, roar, roar, ......" At this time, a coughing voice sounded from the inner hall: "Who?" β
I could vaguely see that it was an old man with black glasses, and when I saw the old man's hand clearly, I dragged Cheng Xinghe, who was originally going to turn around, back - this old man must be rich.
His hands are rare golden dustpan hands.
People with such hands hold a lot of money - however, this kind of person looks rich, but his life is not necessarily good, although he will receive money, but this money is often used as a wedding dress for others, and cannot be spent on himself.
So I took out the dog's head gold and asked him to estimate it.
Cheng Xinghe saw that I was bent on going my own way, so he chattered on the side, saying that he had seen the auction, how much was this worth, which meant that he was afraid that the old man would slaughter us as rookies.
The old man was very cold, pushed the dog's head gold, and said with a straight face, then you go to the auction house, what are you doing with me?
This made Cheng Xinghe furious: "We're in a hurry to ......"
The old man pursed his lips, turned around and entered the inner hall: "I'm also in a hurry - my instant noodles have passed three minutes early, you guys go, don't accept it." β
This blocked Cheng Xinghe, and I was about to leave: "This old man doesn't look like a serious businessman, let's go." β
I want to go, but seeing that time waits for no one, and in a few hours, the admission ticket will be closed, so where to find a suitable buyer in a hurry?
I simply said, "Old man, we are really in a hurry, so let's give us an estimate firstβin exchange, I'll solve the haunted matter in your house for you." β
The old man's back trembled instantly, and he turned his head in disbelief: "You say...... Is my house haunted? β