Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

Sha Zhu's door opened. He was wearing a cotton-padded jacket covered in oil smoke. He rubbed his eyes in a daze and said, "What are you doing, old man? It's so late!"

Yi Zhonghai said in a low voice, "Zhu Zi, are you confused from sleeping? Didn't we agree to go out tonight?"

Sha Zhu patted his head and smiled, "Look at my memory. I was so sleepy that I didn't even take off my clothes when I slept. Let's go now!"

Just as she was about to go out, Yi Zhonghai stopped her and said, "Are you stupid? Your clothes are full of smell of cooking fumes. It's obvious that you work in the kitchen. It's too obvious. Are you afraid that others don't know you are a cook?

Also, wear a hat and scarf so that no one can see your face."

Sha Zhu looked helpless and said, "I'm just going to a pigeon market, is it necessary?"

Yi Zhonghai, this old guy, is a hypocrite himself. He likes to scheme against others, so he is also afraid that others will scheme against him. "Nowadays, it is different from the past. It is necessary. What if we meet an acquaintance and he threatens us with this matter? Once he reports us, do you want to be punished by having your salary deducted?"

Sha Zhu still looked unconvinced. "Then we can also report him. He is not afraid, so why should we be afraid?"

"Okay, stop talking. I'm a level 7 fitter, making over 80 bucks a month, and you make 37.5 bucks a month, which adds up to over 100 bucks. Who do you think is getting the better deal? Hurry up, let's go and come back quickly!"

Sha Zhu went into the house, changed into old clothes, put on a worn locomotive hat, and wore a mask. The two of them walked one after the other, secretly opened the door, and left the courtyard.

Hong Guan climbed over the front yard wall and quickly found the two men based on the location of the firecrackers. He took out two more firecrackers and put them into Sha Zhu's pocket.

Keeping a distance of more than 30 meters, he fell far behind the two people. Not to mention, it should not be the first time for the two to go to Pigeon City. They took many turns and hid from the joint defense and police station patrols.

These days are not like later times, when no one would care if you wandered around the streets late at night and howled like a ghost or a wolf. Now, they will be arrested when they are seen, no matter what they are doing, and you will be taken to the police station to explain.

Seeing the two people walking into the Pigeon Market, Hong Guan also disguised himself, took out a big bag, which contained 100 kilograms of corn flour mixed with 20% corn cobs, divided into small bags of 10 kilograms, paid a five-cent entrance fee, and walked in.

It was gray all around, and there were not many people selling food, but there were many people selling cigarettes, alcohol, old items, military coats, etc.

Hong Guan came to a stall selling old items. The stall owner was wearing a nice-looking ring on his right hand and a pair of walnuts in his left hand. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be some kind of lion-head walnuts. They were polished to a shiny red color, and they were very old.

Hong Guan put the bag down, took out a flashlight, covered part of it, leaving only a little light source, and shone it on the things on the stall. They all looked real, but as to whether they were real or not, Hong Guan couldn't tell for sure!

"Is this thing of yours authentic?"

The stall owner chuckled and said, "Brother, you can judge for yourself whether it is real or not. I am only selling it. Whether you buy it or not, and how much you buy, is your business!"

Hong Guan was not annoyed. This was indeed the rule in the antique business. If you didn't have a good eye and the things you bought were fake, it was your own fault and had nothing to do with the seller.

But in this day and age, if you still talk to me about rules, you must be mentally ill. The stall owners are mostly old folks who have come out to sell their belongings, and you still pretend to be cool in front of me!

He turned off the flashlight and stood up. "Forget it, I don't have that kind of eyesight. I'd better ask other stalls. I have good corn noodles. Am I afraid that I can't exchange them for the real thing?"

Seeing that Hong Guanzhen was about to leave, the stall owner became anxious and said, "Wait a minute, brother, can you let me take a look at your corn noodles?"

"Okay, take a look!"

The stall owner opened a small bag, picked up a small handful of cornmeal, and slapped it twice, "Brother, your cornmeal is not that good. It's mixed with about 20% corn cobs, right?"

"Haha, that's good enough. In the pigeon market, if you don't have a price of 80 cents per pound, you can just ask for it!"

The stall owner nodded and said, "Okay, then you squat down and I'll show you some real stuff for you to choose from. If you like it, can you keep all these hundred kilograms of corn flour?"

"Okay, that's easier. But let's make it clear first. If I ask a professional to check it and find that it's a fake, you'd better be careful in Pigeon City in the future. If I let you squat, I'll at least break one of your legs."

The stall owner nodded, and without any tricks, he picked out the real things. Hong Guan was shocked. There were nearly fifty items in total, and two-thirds of them were fake. It was really unbelievable.

Hong Guan had always thought that few people committed fraud these days, but now he has really broadened his horizons. Fortunately, he gave it a try, otherwise he would have been fooled.

"Let's not waste time. How much do these real things cost, plus one more? If you want to sell the walnuts and the ring in your hand, add them too!"

The stall owner chuckled and said, "Brother, you can take everything if you want, but this corn flour you have is not enough. Bring another 400 kilograms!"

Hong Guan sneered, "I'm here to buy things, not to chat with you. Don't you see where this place is? If you keep talking nonsense to me, I'll leave!"

"Okay, okay, brother, I've never seen you talk about business like this. I won't waste my time. If you want food, you can give me another 200 kilograms of this quality corn flour. If you want money, you can give me another 200 kilograms."

Hong Guan nodded. Three hundred kilograms of corn flour could be used to buy seventeen real things. He didn't know the price, but he had a lot of corn flour, so it didn't matter. In the modern version, these things would be valuable. If he sold any one, he could buy dozens or even hundreds of tons of white flour!

"Okay, then come with me. There's cornmeal outside. I'll give you the cornmeal in one hand and the other hand!"

The two of them left the Pigeon Market and walked to the entrance of a dark alley. Just as Hong Guan was about to go in, the stall owner put one hand on his lower back and said, "Brother, I'll wait for you here. I won't go in with you. Just bring out the corn noodles!"

Hong Guan was stunned for a moment and then he understood. This was because he was afraid to go in. He was worried that there might be an ambush inside and he would be ambushed!

"Okay, wait for me here and come out in two minutes."

Soon Hong Guan came out with three big bags, put them on the ground and motioned the stall owner to check the goods. The stall owner opened each small bag and took a look. In this year, no matter how careful he was, there would be nothing wrong.

After completing the transaction, Hong Guan found a dark alley, jumped onto the wall, and waited quietly. It seemed that no one would come to catch the pigeon market today, so the effect of the prank would be reduced for him.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw a group of more than 20 people, also dressed in black, slowly walking towards the Pigeon City. When they were almost at the entrance, they split into groups of three or five. Traces of hard objects could be seen on the lower back and ribs of some of them.

Damn, this guy is finally here. Anyone who dares to come to Pigeon City so blatantly with weapons is most likely a police officer or a soldier.

Hong Guan lowered his body, took out a telescope, and looked back. More than 200 meters away, there was a dark alley with the light of cigarette butts. It seemed that there were quite a few of them. They had to be caught in one fell swoop!

It is estimated that the person who was on guard outside Pigeon City has been detained long ago.

In less than five minutes, the place became chaotic, with many vendors and shoppers running out. Hong Guan shook his head. It seemed that the target tonight was not the vendors and shoppers, but most likely the people who were tinkering with things, the so-called hoarders and speculators!

The people in the alley also came out and ran quickly towards the Pigeon Market. They acted as if they didn't see the people running over to buy things, proving that Hong Guancai was correct.

At this time, Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai were getting closer and closer to the exit. Looking inside, with the help of the scattered light of the flashlight, they could see that both of them were carrying bags of food.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, detonating the first firecracker in Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu's pockets. There were four consecutive explosions. The sound of the charged firecrackers was very much like gunshots, which was why they were put in the two men's pockets.

The joint defense, public security and military personnel, who had not originally intended to arrest them, immediately targeted the two men, and the public security and military personnel even pulled out their guns.

"Both of you, stand still, or we will shoot. Put down your belongings slowly!"

The two men felt a sharp pain in their waists and were pointed at by five or six pistols. They were so panicked that their legs were shaking.

Yi Zhonghai forced out a smile that was uglier than crying. "Public Security Comrades, don't get me wrong. We are just here to buy some food. We don't intend to do anything else. Please be careful and don't let the gun go off accidentally. We will put the things down right away!"

The police were extremely nervous at this time and did not tolerate the two men. They shouted, "Hurry up, put your hands where I can see them, otherwise my gun will not have eyes!"

Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu looked at each other and slowly put down their things. When the bag reached their waist, Hong Guan snapped his fingers again, and there were four consecutive explosions. The gun in the hand of a young policeman fired the fifth explosion.

Sha Zhu covered his arm and lay on the ground, screaming in pain. Although the shot just now did not hit the vital part, it hit Sha Zhu's arm and caused a penetrating wound!

Yi Zhonghai immediately lay on the ground and shouted, "Comrade Public Security, you have misunderstood. This is not a gun, and we don't know what it is! Don't shoot, this is a misunderstanding!"

Several men with guns slowly surrounded him and said, "Stop talking nonsense, lie on the ground and don't move!"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai lying on the ground obediently, the four joint defense men slowly came over and handcuffed Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu. They then breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the pockets of the two men's clothes were blown out, they had an inexplicable feeling. What the hell? It's not a gunshot!

The joint defense team picked up Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu, and also carried the bag on the ground out. Regardless of whether they had fired shots or not, since they had caught them, they could not let them go so easily.

When the two men were being escorted out, the sound of cars was heard outside. Three trucks drove over, and judging from the direction they were heading, they were going to take the two men into the trucks.

Yi Zhonghai was relatively okay, but Sha Zhu was in a miserable state. He was shot, and although the bullet didn't hit the bone, he was bleeding continuously. Sha Zhu could not stand steadily now, his face was pale, and he was staggering as he walked.

This is the normal reaction of a normal person after being shot. In the movies, those who can continue to fight after being shot multiple times are all nonsense. It’s not that there are no such people, but they are very rare!

But Hong Guan didn't plan to let them go at this time. Several steel balls used for bearings appeared in his hands. Now the position was too far away, so remote access could not be used, but electromagnetic control was no problem!

He charged a few steel balls and controlled them to the feet of Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu. The two men slipped and were about to fall, but were stopped by the joint defense around them. However, they still sat on the ground, which just happened to press down the steel balls.

As Hong Guan snapped his fingers, the steel balls exploded. After a few slight sounds, the fragments of the steel balls embedded into their buttocks, causing the two men to scream in pain!

Hong Guan let out a sigh of relief. They could only play this far today, but the emotional value provided by the two of them was really explosive. It would probably last until tomorrow morning. It was really cool.

Moreover, the two of them were not injured at work, but they were punished for visiting the pigeon market, and they had to stay in the hospital for a few days. They felt sorry for them.

After waiting for more than an hour, the alley finally became completely quiet. Just as Hong Guan was about to get up and leave, he heard a small door at the innermost part of the alley he was in open.

Several people in police uniforms came out and said, "Okay, there shouldn't be any fish that slipped through the net. We don't have to wait any longer and can retreat."

Hong Guan lay on the wall, not daring to breathe, sweat all over his body. This was too scary. Fortunately, he did not leave now, otherwise he would not know how many police officers were lying in ambush nearby. No wonder it was called a joint operation, but there were not so many people. It turned out that there were people lying in ambush.

After they left, Hong Guan didn't dare to move. He had high endurance and didn't feel very cold. He decided to wait a little longer, in case there was someone guarding there!

Half an hour later, gunshots suddenly rang out in a small courtyard two alleys away from Hongguan. Soon, several police officers came out from the surrounding alleys and ran to provide support.

It's really hard to guard against. Luckily I kept my composure, otherwise I would have been the one getting shot.

It's so damn scary. I shouldn't have been lying on the wall. Now I can't even run away. The Jungle Manor is my trump card. I dare not go back now!

It was past three o'clock, when even Hong Guan himself was drowsy, that he finally climbed down from the wall, put on his Wind Boots, Wind Elf Bow, and Goblin Ring, and started sprinting, bursting with all his strength, and ran back to Nanluoguxiang.

I climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard. I went into the house and lay on the slightly cold kang. I breathed a sigh of relief. It was too dangerous. Compared with the professionals in the public security, my skills were still not good enough. If I was not careful, I would be easily caught.

After sleeping for less than four hours, Hong Guan was suddenly awakened when he heard someone opening the door. He quickly realized that he was already home. When he saw that it was He Yushui who entered the room, Hong Guan breathed a sigh of relief. He had been too nervous.

The two of them happily ate breakfast of eggs, millet porridge, buns and refreshing pickles, but Yi Zhonghai's family was not happy at all.

Yi Zhonghai did not come back all night. At around five o'clock, an aunt woke up and went to Sha Zhu's house to check, but there was no one there. This made her even more worried.

It's a famine year now. People are really hungry. They will do anything for a bite to eat. Although Sha Zhu is good at fighting, it will be useless if he is ambushed or hit by a club!

The more she thought about it, the more worried she became. Seeing that everyone was up, the aunt couldn't sit still anymore, so she got some food and went to the backyard!