Chapter 847 It’s so cheap...
Looking at the gold bar in the young man’s hand that shone dazzlingly under the light, Yang Qing’s body became inexplicably hot.
In the thousands of years of Chinese history, the status of gold has always been at the forefront. It can be said that the Chinese people’s preference for gold has been engraved in their bones. In front of it, even diamonds have to go Lean back!
Yang Qing is naturally not exempt from vulgarity. Looking at the golden little yellow croaker, he likes it no matter how much he looks at it.
Ouch!
Why is it so good-looking and beautiful?
What a glutton!
But he was greedy, and he still knew how much he weighed. He reluctantly looked back and shook his head with a wry smile: "You think so highly of me. With my little money, how can I play this game?" Take this."
"That's it." The young man took back the things in disappointment, and then asked reluctantly: "Do you know who collects it in this market? This one? It’s more reliable.”
Yang Qing was quite helpful. After hearing this, he thought for a while and said, “There are a few people collecting tickets. There is a tall guy selling tickets in the middle. There is an old man selling oil, he has a long beard, and he charges gold, but he keeps the price down too hard. If you don't worry, just wait and see if anyone else can come."
"I know those two people, they are both very evil-hearted. A while ago, my friend sold one piece to the big man, and only gave him twenty yuan for one tael! I was stupid to sell them!" The young man stood up angrily and got ready. Leaving: "Just be busy and come back." See you."
"Wait."
Chu Heng stopped him at this time and asked with a smile: "What price do you want to sell this gold for?"
The young man noticed this guy and glanced at it At a glance, he saw that he was well-dressed and well-dressed, and he looked like a rich man, plus he had a foreign accent, so he thought about slaughtering the fat sheep, and after thinking about it, he offered a high price: "One hundred and ten taels! ”
Yang Qingting next to him When he saw the price, which was much higher than the market price, he understood what was going on and interjected speechlessly: "Brother, this is my brother. Stop playing tricks and offer a real price. Don't worry, he Affordable.”
"Then you didn't tell me earlier."
The young man scratched his butt angrily and said, "The price is fifty-one taels, so take it if you want it."
I think one hundred is cheap. ...
Chu Heng glanced at the young man with a strange expression, nodded and said: "Okay, bring the things to me for inspection."
"Go on."
Because of Yang Qing, a person with excellent reputation, the young man directly threw the gold bar in his hand.
Chu Heng caught the gold bar steadily. The heavy hand felt particularly pleasant. He took it in front of him and took a look. Judging from the color, it was fine. Then he wiped the gold bar on his body and handed it to him. To Wan Xiaotian's mouth.
“Bite hard.”
You really don’t treat me as a human being!
Wan Xiaotian opened his mouth speechlessly, bared his teeth and took a hard bite.
Chu Heng rubbed the saliva on his body with a look of disgust, glanced at the mark on it, nodded, and pointed to an old man selling peanuts next to him: "Go and borrow the scale."
“Alas!”
Wan Xiaotian hurriedly ran over and borrowed the scale back after a while.
Chu Hengqian was the most familiar with this. He took the small scale and put the gold bars in the bucket. He gently fiddled with the weight twice and then said to the young man who had been standing by and staring at the scale: "Did you see it?" It’s low, I’ll give you two cents, okay?”
“No, no.” The young man shook his head happily. This weight is between two cents and one cent, so he definitely took advantage of it. .
"That's one hundred and one."
Chu Heng casually handed the small scale containing the gold bars to Wan Xiaotian, took out the money and quickly handed it to the young man: "Count."
"No, no, no, I can trust you." The young man put the money into his pocket without counting it, said goodbye cheerfully, and headed straight into the nearby residential area.
This is also a vigilant person. He is afraid of being noticed by others when he comes forward, so he plans to walk around the urban-rural fringe before leaving.
“Okay, let’s go too.” Chu Heng took back the gold bar Wan Xiaotian handed over and turned to Yang Qing and said.
"Hey, I'll clean it up." Yang Qing hurriedly went to clean up the stall, and Wan Xiaotian also ran to return the favor.
A few moments.
The three of them rode home.
Wan Xiaotian and Yang Qing were carrying a cloth bag, one was carrying a deer corpse behind, and Chu Heng was carrying the light package in front. Originally, he wanted to resist the deer corpse, but Yang Qing refused to do it and snatched it away.
The little brother is very good at things.
The three brothers came out of Pigeon Market talking and laughing. Five or six minutes later, they walked into the path where the bicycles were hidden. They quickly retrieved their bicycles, loaded up their things and headed back.
Just when they were about to come out of the small road and onto the main road, three men suddenly ran out from the roadside and blocked their way. Then two men appeared behind them, both holding bags in their hands. Holding a knife.
Under the silvery moonlight, the blade of the blade sparkled with cold light.
These people have been following Chu Heng since he bought the deer, and they are preparing to do a business without capital.
Yang Qing looked at the sudden appearance of these unkind people, his expression changed, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes. He got out of the car and took out a knife from his waist, blocking it in front of Chu Heng.
"Brother! You and Brother Xiaotian run into the field next to me, I'll stop them!"
He often hangs out in the pigeon market, and he can't do this if he doesn't have any ruthlessness.
“Stay there!”
Chu Heng pulled Yang Qing away, sneered, took out a gun from his arms, and pulled the trigger toward the sky.
"Bang!"
A huge gunshot echoed in the silent night air.
Seeing that he actually had a gun, the five people were immediately frightened. They wanted to run but did not dare to run. After exchanging extensions, a middle-aged man trembled and stepped forward, holding his fists with a wry smile. : "It's our brothers who have eyes." Wu Zhu, please spare our lives!”
“Get out!”
Chu Heng said calmly, he didn’t really want to embarrass these people, after all, he was out and risking lives. Not easy to deal with.
Several people suddenly felt as if they had received an amnesty, and turned around and ran away in a panic. One of them even lost a shoe.
“Waste.”
Chu Heng curled his lips disdainfully, greeted the stunned Yang Qing, got on the car and continued on his way.
On the way, Yang Qing secretly looked at his seemingly harmless old man several times, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Brother, why do you still carry a gun when you go out?"
"Isn't it normal for someone to carry a gun for self-defense when going out?" Chu Heng looked over with a strange look on his face, as if it was a matter of course.
That’s normal!
Who is a good guy with a gun on his body?
Yang Qing turned around dumbfounded, and suddenly found that he was a little strange to his brother.
It seems that my brother is not a kind person!
But then I thought again, whether he is good or not is none of my business. This is my brother. He is kind to our family and he is really good to me. So what if he is a heinous person?
About half an hour later.
The three returned to the sugar factory.
The old janitor who was woken up saw the three brothers carrying large and small packages. He didn't ask any questions or even showed any displeasure. He opened the door and let them in happily.
(End of this chapter)