Chapter 8 Preparing to go to Yerengou
At night...
"How did you three know that this time was coming, and you bought so many things? It seems that you are making a lot of money outside. !”
When the food was ready, Yanzi’s father poured the wine to the three of them and said with a smile.
Hu Bayi glanced at Fatty, then at Hu Ming, and then said with a smile: "No, I just feel that these days are much better, but we can't live this good life just for the three of us. , we just want to come back and lead the villagers to get rich together!
"Okay! Okay!!" After hearing this, the old branch secretary smiled from ear to ear.
Fat Wang has an impatient temper. He laughed out loud early, and said impatiently: "Old party secretary, I remember you have a lot of vegetable gardens in your backyard!"
Hu Ba He glanced at the fat man with a look of disgust on his face. Why was this fat man so uncontrollable?
The old party secretary became suspicious, "Why are you asking this?!"
Fat Wang was about to speak, but Hu Bayi, who was worried about what the fat man said, said first: " Didn’t I tell you just now? There are everyone in the capital now, and we happen to know an old friend, and he is willing to collect these old things, old things!”
The old party secretary was a little confused and said: "What use are my vegetable jars for?!"
At this time Hu Ming said: "Old party secretary, these vegetable jars at your place are just pickles, but In other people's eyes, this is called a work of art."
The old branch secretary opened his mouth and said, "Really?"
Hu Ming said with a smile: "Old branch secretary, don't forget. I specialize in learning these things, and this thing is very valuable.”
At this time, Fatty Wang interrupted: “So, this is what we brothers are here for, and we have this jar. Several hundred.
I just want to take these pots, bowls and other things here and sell them. After the money is sold, we will split the money in half with the fellow villagers!"
"Seriously?!
"Of course, we three brothers are all so familiar with each other, we know everything about it!" Fatty said with a smile.
After saying that, Yanzi’s father and the old branch secretary looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
“You two, you’re late!”
The old branch secretary said with a somewhat complicated expression: "The archaeological team came last month, and each family gave food stamps and said that all these things must be handed over to the state, and all the people from the nearby ten miles and eight villages have been handed over." If it is really like what the fat man said. That way, a jar is worth hundreds.
There are not many jars and bowls like that in any house. Every household in Niuxin Mountain has become a small household worth ten thousand yuan.
A household worth ten thousand yuan in this era can definitely go sideways! It is really not a problem to make the villagers of Niuxinshan rich.
But it’s a pity. The old branch secretary was very enlightened. When he heard that it was collected from above, he handed over all the bowls, jars, etc. from various places to the state!
That’s it. , even the expression on the old party secretary’s face was very complicated. He felt a little unspeakable about missing this opportunity to lead the villagers to make a fortune.
Huba Yi and Fatty Wang were even more confused. The smile on Fatty's face disappeared instantly.
The tombs are gone, and all the pottery jars are gone!
Hu Bayi was even worse. In order to bring gifts to the villagers, he even pawned a watch. Not only was the way to make money gone, but the money he spent was also guaranteed. His wallet was at the bottom, and he even had no money to take the train back to the city.
Old Hu scratched his throat, his eyes piercing. The fat man's expression was even uglier than eating a dead fly.
Hu Ming was the only one with a calm expression. He knew all the plot, and it was exactly what he wanted. Without the villagers' clay pots to make a fortune, the three of them would have no choice but to go to Yeren Valley in Niuxin Mountain to rob tombs!
"Come! Drink!" Hu Ming handed Wang Fatty and Huba a glass of wine. "I don't want to worry about these troubles anymore. Since I'm here, let's eat and drink first. We have a long way to go to make money! Come on! !Drink!!”
The facial features on Fatty Wang’s face were twisted, and the thought of making money was gone. Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang felt haggard in their hearts. They picked up their wine glasses and poured them into their stomachs as if they didn’t want money. Pour wine.
The next morning...
Hu Ming didn't drink much yesterday. When he woke up the next morning, Hubayi and Fatty Wang were still fast asleep.
So Hu Ming walked around alone outside. When he came back, he found that the two people in the room were awake and discussing something animatedly.
"Mingzi, you are back! Let me tell you something!" When Fatty Wang saw Hu Ming coming in, he immediately took Hu Ming's arm and sat down.
“Are you trying to persuade me to go to Niuxin Mountain and Savage Valley?” Hu Ming asked with a smile.
"How do you know?!" After hearing Hu Ming's words, the fat man was stunned.
Hu Ming continued to smile and said: "I heard from the villagers in the countryside that the Niuxin Mountain earthquake the year before last year caused a big hole in the valley and a large tomb emerged from it. That's why the archaeological team was alerted and the Collect all the treasures here
But I have heard since I was a child that the Savage Valley area in Niuxin Mountain is an inaccessible place. The archaeological team has not even finished digging the tomb, so it is obvious that they will not notice the Savage Valley. Besides, Yerengou was the Guandong Fortress back then, so there must be treasures!"
The fat man said in surprise: "Oh, I'll go! I wanted to convince you to come, but I didn't expect you to go with Lao Huxiang! Then Let’s pack up our things and set off!”
Hu Ming agreed: “Okay! "
The three people were angry with the old party secretary about their ideas, and the old party secretary did not refuse.
While packing his luggage, Hu Ming found the old party secretary, "Old party secretary, our village Can you get some gasoline here to burn the car?”
The old branch secretary was a little confused, but he didn't ask any more questions and just said: "We still have half a bucket in the backyard. You can take it and use it."
Hu Ming heard this and thanked: "Thank you very much, old branch."
Hu Mingke clearly remembers that the big red-haired rice dumpling of the Jin Kingdom general in Yerengou was extremely powerful, invulnerable to bullets, and could not even be blown up by grenades.
Although Hu Ming considered himself to be a powerful martial artist, he could not beat this big rice dumpling with rough skin and thick flesh.
He still remembered that the rice dumpling was burned alive by the fire from the Tianbao Dragon Fire Glazed Tile.
If Hu Ming wants to get out of the tomb alive, he must kill this red-haired monster, and the only way to kill him is to burn him!
After several people prepared the tools for tomb robbing, the three of them were ready to go on the road. !
As soon as the three of them left the village, a watery girl with short hair galloped over on a horse, followed by four hunting dogs and an unrided horse.
(End of this chapter)