Siheyuan: Pretend to be a Pig and Eat the Tiger

If it was 49 years ago, it would have been worth a lot of money. Even a few years ago, it would have been worth a lot. But now, no one is interested in it.
Let’s put it this way, apart from some people who like to collect these things, no one wants them. That’s the fact, so what can we do?

I finally spotted a disguised person and followed him around for a while. Although he was trembling and could fall at any time, he didn't buy anything. He didn't look like a customer, but rather like a shopper.

An old man went to the pigeon market to shop in the middle of the night? What a joke! I thought he was selling old stuff and paying for it;

But, the other party was not interested, what could he do? He couldn't force the sale, right?

"Brother, am I praising you for your poor eyesight or what? How come an old man like me has become a young man in your eyes?"

He Yuzhu was stunned. This servant from an unknown family was quite interesting.
Yi Zhonghai didn’t notice it, which means the disguise was pretty good. How did it get exposed?
“Brother, let me put it this way, although you appear to be shaky, your steps are firm, and you can tell at a glance that you are a trained martial artist;

Although he was a small figure, he still had some vision under the guidance of his son.

There are old things and yellow stuff. How about it? If you are interested, you can buy some?"

The man with the servile look looked at He Yuzhu smugly, as if he had seen through you long ago;
I was secretly proud of myself, all thanks to the big scenes I had seen with my master in the past!
"Yellow goods? How about we find a secluded place to discuss it in detail?"

He Yuzhu's eyes lit up. Didn't he just want to find some old folks and save up funds in a simple way?
It seems like there is an opportunity right in front of us. Transactions are always conducted on a trial basis, so it would be easier to keep secrets if there are strangers, right?

"Brother, do you like porn? That's easy, let's go!"

The servant was very happy. No matter what, at least he did not return empty-handed. I am sure the master will not be disappointed!
He Yuzhu followed the slave as he walked and looked around, turning several times and finally stopped at the edge of the woods at the end of an alley!

"Sir, do you plan to exchange money for yellow croaker or supplies?"

The slave's face was full of doubts. If it was supplies, that would definitely be the best, but this man came empty-handed, so it must be money, right?
"Please ask your master to come out so I can talk to him!"

He Yuzhu's cold gaze was intimidating, and the servant smiled and nodded, then turned and disappeared into the alley;

The slave wants to test me too? ? You big ass, if you can't make the decision, stop talking nonsense. When you meet the master, the answer will be revealed naturally!

About a quarter of an hour later, a short old man appeared in front of him. Although his clothes were ordinary, they were quite clean!

"Sir, this is my master, Mr. Guan. Master, this is the customer who likes yellow goods!"

After the servant introduced himself, he stepped aside. The following content was not something that he, a servant, could hear. He only needed to be alert to the situation outside!
He Yuzhu laughed in silence. Decades had passed, but the authority of the old guard was still so strong. To be honest, the Tartars had done a thorough study of ideological confinement.

"Mr. Guan, I heard you have some yellow goods? I have some accumulated supplies, maybe we can each get what we need!"

He Yuzhu was speechless when he saw that the old man didn't say anything. What the hell was he observing?
If you meet someone with a bad temper, they will slap you in the face. People who don’t know will think it’s a talent show. The look in their eyes is really disgusting!

“Haha, don’t worry, sir. Many people in Yangmeizhuxie Street have what you want, but we don’t want money, we only want supplies.
Especially flour, rice, and meat. If you don’t have any, go back!” The old man knew that his look made the person in front of him feel unhappy, but so what?
Anyway, he had his face covered and had nothing on him. Besides, his ancestors were from the Buku family, so he was not afraid.

When meeting someone for the first time, one must always be cautious. There are quite a few people with the last name Guan in this alley. They are not afraid of this person's identity at all and are still testing him for now!

"Mr. Guan, although I don't have a lot of supplies, it will be enough to supply a family of five for ten years.
We have white flour, refined rice, and even fresh pork, but how can I trust you?"

He Yuzhu looked at the old man in front of him with a half-smile. The trust between them had not been established. It was understandable that the old man doubted his identity and ability.

He also doubted whether the old man had enough yellow croaker to digest the space supplies, which in itself was a huge disagreement!

“I swear by the ancestors of the Guarjia clan that if you can provide the supplies, I can provide enough yellow croaker;

The price of yellow croaker is mainly based on the bank exchange rate, and any details of the transaction with you will be kept confidential. Is this sincerity enough?"

He Yuzhu sneered, "How do I know you are from the Guarjia clan? What if you didn't borrow someone else's ancestor?"

In Shenzhou, swearing to the heavens might fool fools, and it has no credibility at all;

But if you swear to your ancestors, it’s different;

Opening a single page of the family tree is the dream of many people, and they are willing to pay any price for it. This is faith!
“Mr. Guan, don’t blame me for finding fault. If you can swear to your ancestors without using your surname or given name, I will believe it.

Next, as long as you have enough yellow croaker, give me the supplies you need!"

He Yuzhu stared at Mr. Guan's eyes. If he hesitated or retreated, he would turn around and leave without any hesitation!
"What a cautious young man! Okay, Guan will trust you just this once!"

Afterwards, Mr. Guan faced north and swore by his ancestors. He Yuzhu nodded with satisfaction. Now they could have a good talk!
Mr. Guan was filled with sorrow, his ancestors were the Guarjia clan, so accomplished in civil and military affairs;

When it came to him, the imperial court was gone, and he had to hide from place to place, finally clearing his name, but survival became the biggest challenge.
Although there are some assets from ancestors, these things are useless, and I dare not take out the yellow croaker and ingots;
Because gold is under control, there are many items left by our ancestors, but in an era when food is difficult to come by, who would be willing to take them?
For a little food, they had to swear an oath to their ancestors under the pressure of others. This really brought shame to the Guarjia clan.

I hope my ancestors won't blame me. After all, the continuation of the family is more important than anything else. If I don't find a solution, I'll starve to death.

The entire three courtyards were filled with Guarjia clansmen and bondservants, although they had different surnames;

But, they all share the same ancestor and loyal servants. As the head of the family, he can’t just watch these people starve to death, right?

If we had been short of food, we wouldn't have dared to fight for a few pieces of food. I swear by our ancestors that I won't lose face in front of that man!
As for food and meat, he never even looked at them before, but today he realized how precious food is. He never thought that this day would come!
He did have a lot of gold, all inherited from his ancestors, but he didn't dare sell it to the bank, fearing that it would ruin his decades-long plan! (End of this chapter)