Chapter 3

behind my back.Bearing the stares and the weight of others' misunderstanding, on the 17th day of the twelfth lunar month, I packed my belongings and left Mohe.At the time, I thought that people from B...At that time, Baoguo Temple still had street stalls, and there were quite a few. They mainly sold coins and porcelain pieces. It is said that the famous "Bian Bai" from Beijing originated in Baoguo Temple.

One turnip, one pit. What I brought was porcelain and copper coins. The path perfectly aligned. In an instant, my despondency vanished, and my confidence soared.

I don't believe for a second that nobody wants the old thing!

I was lucky enough to snag an empty spot right in front of the newspaper stand, and I used my last three dollars to buy two chicken sausages.

As I was eating the chicken sausage, I thought to myself: "Will I die from hunger or cold in Beijing, or will I get to enjoy delicious food and spicy drinks today It all depends on what happens."

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> Unexpected.

I had just set up my stall, and within ten minutes, a large crowd gathered around it.

"Boss, how are the Song Dynasty coins and Qing Dynasty coins selling"

"Boss, can I take a look at that porcelain salt shaker you have"

For a while, I was incredibly busy.

"Boss, how much are those blue glass vases Just tell me the lowest price, and if it's right, I'll take them."

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Looking at the stall in a fluster, I blurted out, "A pair of azure blue vases, at least eight hundred."

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"Alright, wrap it up. How much do I owe you" This guy nodded straight away and let me wrap it up.

"Hold on, don't get ahead of yourselves. I'll give eight hundred and thirty for the pair of bottles." Another person suddenly bid higher than me.

"Lao San Ma, what you're doing... isn't by the rules, is it" the man said coldly.

"Well, rules You haven't paid yet! The little boss sells to whoever he wants!"

"Are you talking rules to me Mr. Song, there are fewer and fewer old things these days. Besides, dowry bottles like this aren't a worry to sell. Just pair it with a box and put it in your shop, how much do you think you can sell"

Mr. Song slapped his thigh hard.

"Damn! Ma Lao Liu, what the hell does it matter to you how much I sell It's none of your business!"

Look, these two are about to fight! I quickly tried to stop them.

"Don't fight, there are still other things, right Look at this painted salt jar, it's not bad. Although it doesn't have a lid, the craftsmanship is good."

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Mr. Song looked at the salt jar in my hand and asked me loudly, "Little brother, you just said 800 to sell mine, who do you want to sell it to now"

I thought to myself, "How come things nobody wanted at Panjiayuan are all being snapped up here"

After some thought, I looked at him and said: "Brother, earlier we agreed on eight hundred for this pair of bottles, so I'll sell it to you for eight hundred. I can't break my promise."

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Haha.

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"Good!" The man laughed, patted his beer belly, and looked at Ma Lao Liu with a triumphant expression.

He glanced briefly at the other things on my stall.

"Alright, little brother, you're pretty straightforward. I'll give you a taste of the same medicine."

I want all of this stuff.

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One shot!

"Huh" I didn't react immediately. This Beijing boss is so generous.

"Alright, stop pretending, it's time to pack up. Let's go with Boss Song to the store to collect the money," the woman beside me said enviously.

"Oh, oh, okay," I hurriedly packed up my stall.

Following Boss Song with his big belly, he came into the shop and asked me to leave the box there, saying he would include the money for the box in my payment.

Finally.

Chinaware, copper coins, a treasure chest, the big-bellied boss gave me four thousand seven hundred cash! That's equivalent to an ordinary person's savings from a year of work back then!

That's how awesome it is, the big boss just bought the entire stall with a single shot and even bought me a suitcase...

Walking out of the Baoguo Temple empty-handed, I felt a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills in my clothes and my face was about to split into a grin.

I stood on the Guanmen Bridge, holding a large sum of money, and shouted loudly: "Heaven rewards the diligent! Though I, Xiang Yunfeng, am not good at studying, I was born to be a businessman! My uncle's farm is nothing! In the future, I will become the most powerful antique dealer in the country!" At this moment, passersby looked at me with strange eyes.

Now fifteen or sixteen years have passed, every time I think of this scene, I want to laugh once, I feel like such a fool.

This trip, I made over four thousand!

If you have enough food stored, you won't panic. If you have money, the first thing you should do is buy food.

The kids in the village have big appetites. I ate two bowls of knife-cut noodles and an appetizer, feeling very full afterwards.

After finishing my meal, I picked at my teeth with a toothpick and started planning in my head. “Hmm, this works! If I subtract what I owe my uncle-in-law, I still have some left over. This amount should be enough for startup capital. Next time, I won’t need to repay my uncle-in-law. If I bring back more goods and make four thousand yuan per trip, then if I make ten trips Wouldn't that earn me forty thousand yuan”

In the evening, I went to Xizhan Station and was tricked by a middle-aged woman into staying at a small inn. The price was 60 yuan per night.

After moving in, the landlady whispered to me, "Boy, would you like me to find you a girlfriend"

After I reacted, I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "No, no need. I don't want the younger sister."

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The landlady wore me down, so in the end I had no choice but to give her another twenty dollars. I just want her to leave me alone now.

As the saying goes, when you're out and about, don't flaunt your wealth.

The impression was quite deep, the innkeeper's wife stared straight at me with that stack of red banknotes.

That night I was very tired and fell asleep groggily. I was afraid it wasn't safe, so I specially put the plastic bag containing my money under my pillow.

I never expected to... when I woke up.

Out of money...

I worked hard to earn over four thousand yuan, but it's gone.

"Where's the money! My money!" At that moment, I was so scared my face turned white. I frantically rummaged through the sheets and pillows.

But there was nothing left, only a shriveled black plastic bag.

I was terrified and immediately went to find the boss lady. I asked her to check the surveillance footage, saying that my money was gone and I needed to call the police.

The result is self-evident.

Not a single cent was returned.

To this day, I don't have a good feeling about those small hotels near train stations.

More than a decade has passed, I reckon that little inn is long gone. To say I hate it That's beyond me now.

If I hadn't lost the money back then, I might be a little antique shop owner now, maybe married with children. My life path could have changed completely.

But, no one gets a second chance.

If I hadn't lost the money back then, there wouldn't be me in this circle, and "Divine Eye Peak" would never exist on the underworld.

The police briefly took a statement and vaguely told me that the chances of getting my money back were slim.

empty-handed and utterly despairing.

I dare not return to Mohe, I dare not go home.

I know, when I go back, I'm definitely going to be laughed at, by my peers, by my cousins and even looked down upon by my aunts and uncles.

I'm so ashamed!

I said I made four thousand yuan, the villagers wouldn't believe it at all!

Standing on the overpass outside the west station, for a moment, I really wanted to jump down. I thought, just end it all.

Having no parents, no one to look after me, I'm just a wild child, unwanted and unloved. I wish I could die soon and be reborn in another life.

A young mind is not mature, if it were to have thoughts like mine, it would be terrifying.

At that time, I was ready to jump off the bridge. Even if I didn't die from the fall, I estimated that I would be crushed by passing trucks.

His legs were stretched out.

Just then, someone patted me on the back.now it's even worse, both arms are dislocated.Upon receiving the order, the two men lifted me and dragged me away. No matter how much Red Sister pleaded, they wouldn't listen.The journey took no more...