The life of a villain in a courtyard

"Zheng Tong, do you still have money?"

"No! You know our family situation, where did the money come from?"

Zheng Tong shook his head so hard that his glasses almost flew off.

Yuan Jun let out a long roar towards the sky.

"I should have saved money earlier. How would I have gotten through the remaining half month?"

"If you ask me, you really should save money. Why go to Quanjude when you only have a dozen dollars a month?"

"What's the point of you saying this now? Why didn't you say it when I invited you to dinner?"

Zheng Tong felt a little guilty when he heard this, because he was the one who ate the most roast duck.

"Then what are you going to do? You can't just starve like this. Not eating for half a month will kill you!"

Yuan Jun found a place to sit down and chatted with Zheng Tong while looking at the people on the street with lifeless eyes, thinking about what to do next.

"How about we go find the Leap People?"

"He hasn't been doing well lately. His father was also called in for questioning a few days ago."

"Then what should we do? We can't starve to death, right?"

Just then he noticed the antique consignment shop nearby.

"Zheng Tong, I have a solution! I have a way to get the money!"

"any solution?"

“See that store?”

"Which one? Oh, which bun shop?"

"It's the one next to the steamed bun shop! I have a lot of antiques at home, I can sell them and I'll have money!"

Zheng Tong suddenly understood, but then looked troubled. This was easier said than done.

"But your house has been sealed off, can you get in?"

"Don't underestimate me! This is nothing to me! Wait until I get the stuff out and I'll invite you to Lao Mo!"

That night, Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong came to the wall of their own courtyard. The gate was locked and sealed. The guard had already gone off work and there was no one outside.

"Great Yuan Jun, no one is guarding!"

"If you see me, keep your voice down and don't attract anyone."

The two men came to a tree beside the wall, asked Zheng Tong to squat down, he stepped on Zheng Tong to climb up the tree, and then pulled Zheng Tong up.

"Yuan Jun, I'm afraid of heights!"

"Why are you so useless? Learn from me and jump down!"

With a plop, Yuan Jun jumped off the wall and clapped his dusty hands. He looked at the familiar scenery and sighed, but now was not the time to be sentimental.

"Come down quickly! Someone will be here soon."

"Well, then you can continue from below."

He closed his eyes, and there was another plop, and Zheng Tong came in.

"Ouch! My foot, please hold it!"

Zheng Tong sprained his ankle.

"Okay, stop complaining. Let's go and see what else we have at home."

When he arrived at the door, he saw a lock on it, also with a seal on it. But this did not pose a problem for him. If he couldn't get through the door, he still had a window!

He picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it hard. There was a sound of "snap" and the glass shattered.

There was a big hole in the window.

The two of them crawled into the cave.

The furniture in the house was covered with a layer of dust, and it was obvious that no one had been in the house for a long time.

"Yuan Jun, where is the thing you were talking about?"

"I don't know. Many things in my house are missing. Could they have been taken away by these grandsons who confiscated my house?"

If that's true, then everything is over.

Fortunately, this group of people still had a certain respect for his father and did not cause any large-scale damage to the house.

Soon he found some bottles in a sealed cabinet. His father said one of them was an antique, from the Ming Dynasty or some official kiln. It was said to be something from the Prince's Mansion, brought by his mother from her mother's home.

There is a mark on the bottom of the bottle, which reads the fifth year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty.

The Ming Dynasty was more than 500 years ago. The bottles left over from that time should be quite valuable. This is it!

"Should we get a few more?"

"Forget it, let's leave some for your father. If you take it all, your father will beat you to death when he comes back!"

The two of them left the yard under the moonlight.

The next day, Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong swaggered into the commission house they had seen yesterday. The boss was a Mediterranean old man in his fifties or sixties. After carefully examining the item with glasses, he confirmed that it was indeed an official kiln item from the Ming Dynasty, but he was only willing to offer a very low price.

Although they didn't know much about antiques, they could guess that the old man must have bargained hard for the price, so they argued with him in the hope that he would give more.

"The porcelain from the fifth year of Chongzhen is in good condition, but there are too many Ming Dynasty porcelains in existence, so they can't be sold for much. Fifty yuan is already a very high price."

"Boss, I think your drumming business must have been passed down from your ancestors!"

The boss laughed when he heard this: "Hey young man, you are quite something, you even know how to play drums!"

"That's right. Our ancestors ran a pawn shop. My grandfather used to talk in his sleep with these words: a tattered fur coat, bare and hairless.

In his eyes, there is no good thing.”

But as the saying goes, old people become more cunning and sly. No matter what Zheng Tong said, the boss of the agency still refused to give in and not raise the price even a penny.

"Okay then, we won't sell it. You can keep the fifty dollars for your retirement."

But Yuan Jun on the side felt that fifty was not a small number. At least it would be enough to eat for the second half of the month.

"Shut up! If your mother knew you were such a spendthrift, she would sell her dowry for fifty dollars and beat you up!"

After saying that, he snatched the porcelain bottle and left. After leaving the house, Yuan Jun began to complain to Zheng Tong, saying that they didn't even have fifty yuan left.

Just then someone called them from behind. It was none other than Su Yun.

When I saw the two men failing to buy ice cream yesterday, I recalled this scene and waited here for them to steal the porcelain vase.

"Is this your friend?"

"I don't know him, do you know him?"

"I don't know him either."

Zheng Tong looked Su Yun up and down with a suspicious look, while holding the porcelain bottle tightly in his hand.

"You're planning to sell this thing, right? I want it. Can you show it to me?"

The two looked at each other and handed the bottle over.

"The fifth year of Chongzhen."

It is indeed the porcelain bottle in the original work.

"I want this thing, how much do you want to sell it for?"

"three hundred!"

Zheng Tong thought about it and then said a number.

"can!"

Su Yun did not hesitate, and then pretended to take out three hundred yuan from his pocket, but actually from the space.

Zheng Tong felt a little regretful when he saw that he agreed so quickly. Was the price going to be lower? Three hundred was the price he was prepared to let the other party bargain.

"Wait! Wait a minute, boys!"

A man in a Zhongshan suit pushing a bicycle came from behind.

"Young man, can you let me see this porcelain bottle?"

"Uncle, we have already sold this thing, please go find him."

Zheng Tong was doubting his life at the moment. He offered 300 yuan for this bottle, but the other party didn't even bargain. Moreover, another buyer came in right after the bottle was sold. Would the price be lower? If he had known, he would have asked for 500 yuan.

"Comrade, can you show me the porcelain vase?"

"cannot!"

Su Yun firmly rejected him.

"Oh! Well, it seems that I don't have this blessing."

After the man left, Su Yun looked at the two again.

"Are you two good friends of Zhong Yuemin?"

"Do you know the Leap People?"

"We know each other, I gave him a movie ticket last time at the cinema."

"You were the one who gave me the ticket last time! Since you are Yuemin's friend, I will just charge you two hundred for this money!"

Yuan Jun took out a part of it and wanted to return it to him.

"Just take the money if it's given to you. Brothers should settle accounts clearly."

"Well, how about we both treat you to a meal? How about going to Lao Mo!"

"I have something else to do, so I have to go first. Keep the money well. You have many other places to spend money. Also, eat less ice cream or you will have diarrhea."

After saying this, he left with the porcelain bottle in his arms.

"Yuan Jun, how did he know we were going to eat ice cream?"

"how could I know."

"Are we still going?"

"Go! Why not? We need to eat our fill today!"

But when they arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative and saw the pile of ice cream, they couldn't help but think of Su Yun's words that eating too much would give you a stomachache.

"How about we buy less? He's right. Eating too much of this kind of stuff will cause diarrhea. I had diarrhea for three days in a row because of this when I was a kid."

“Then buy less.”

Because of Su Yun, Yuan Jun was spared from torture.

"Yuemin, do you know someone named Su Yun?"

Several people came to Zhong Yuemin's house and ate ice cream and chatted. They are now staying here temporarily.

"Su... I know him. He gave me a movie ticket at the cinema last time. How do you know him?"

"He bought the porcelain vase this time, and he told us to contact him if we want to sell any antiques in the future."

Zhong Yuemin sat up and put away his cynical expression: "I remember he was just a buyer! Can he afford something like this?"