As you wish, start from the Siheyuan

Fang Fa has been busy with the tertiary industry recently, and even took some time out to visit Shanghai.

Jiang Lin and the other team leaders are all pretty good. They have done a great job in exchanging grain for old items.

Fang Fa told them not to argue too much with the old men and women and then returned to the Shanghai Young Pioneers’ base behind the Cultural Palace.

The yard here is quite large, over 200 square meters, and there are many rooms, sixteen in total. Except for eight rooms reserved for duty rooms and offices, Fang Fa converted the remaining eight rooms and put boxes and cabinets in them.

There is also a relatively large basement, which has been fully protected by waterproofing, moisture-proofing, and safety measures, and serves as a temporary storage point for more valuable items.

Here he also plans to hand over the items once a week, and then let the appraiser register them and put them into the warehouse.

As for the concern about whether the appraiser would make substitutions or embezzle, Fang Fa has his own way to solve it.

Fang Fa arrived at the largest black market in Shanghai early this morning and paid another two cents before being allowed in.

This black market is relatively close to the Bund, and Fang Fa wondered if it would be convenient for the black market mayor to escape by jumping into the sea.

This black market is indeed huge, occupying the entire street and the houses on both sides of the street, and almost everything is sold there.

There were doctors selling medicine, aunties selling eggs and hens, people selling cold cream, fish, seafood, radios, ticket exchangers, children selling, etc. The most people sold food, but most of them were millet and corn. Rice seemed to be a scarce resource.

After observing for a while, Fang Fa made a decision. He put the bulging bag on his back on the ground and spread a piece of cloth on the ground. Then he pretended to take out a bag of rice, a barrel of oil, and a few bags of White Rabbit milk candies from the bag. Then he stood aside and started shouting.

"Rice, soybean oil, White Rabbit..."

The sound was so loud that it could be heard throughout almost the entire street!

There are tens of millions of people in Shanghai now. There is no shortage of rich people, but there is a severe shortage of supplies.

Under such circumstances, all the people walking on the street to buy things heard the news and gathered around Fang Fa's stall in several circles.

The street that Fang Fa felt was empty just now suddenly became crowded within ten meters around him. He didn't know where these people came from.

It turned out that many stall owners from nearby came to join in the fun.

It turns out that the more crowded the place is, the more determined they are to not separate!

In short, people are strong and cannot be demolished!

Within five minutes, all the items in front of Fang Fa were sold out.

To be exact, all his goods were snatched away. Everyone held up their superpower props and snatched away all his goods.

"Alas, this is not for sale. Don't run away, Auntie. I'll give you change."

In the end, even the mat was gone. He was just about to say he didn’t want to sell it when he saw the last middle-aged woman leave a big unity card and run away, and he couldn’t catch up with her.

"I'm sorry everyone, we're out of stock today, please hurry up tomorrow."

"Why are there so few...? Will you come again tomorrow?... Bring more goods tomorrow..."

Fang Fa clasped his fists to the people around him who were reluctant to leave, explained something, listened to a bunch of complaints, watched the people gradually disperse, and then squatted on the ground and began to count money.

"One, five, fifteen, twenty, ..."

Fang Fa's final count turned out to be over 80. You have to know that the average monthly salary of a worker is only or nowadays.

"Hey, our boss is looking for you, follow me."

He heard someone coming over and speaking in a very loud voice, buzzing in his ears. Fang Fa looked up at the person and said nothing.

The man was broad-shouldered and strong, at least 2 meters tall, and weighed at least 250 pounds. He bared his teeth when he spoke, with a mouth full of sparse yellow teeth. His nostrils were facing upwards, so big that you could fit two fingers in them. His eyes were like bells, and there were a few yellow hairs on his head, as if he was malnourished. Fang Fa even wondered how he could grow so strong.

Could it be that what they eat is grass and what comes out is milk?

Sun Wukong's brother?

My king, when did you come down to earth?

Your boss’s surname is Qing, and he lives in the Qingniu Palace in the Tushita Palace?

"My lord, I can't stand being scared. I was scared to tears. If your boss can't get what I have, he will punish you."

Fang Fa continued to squat on the ground, and there was a giant standing in front of him. The scene was too funny.

"Hmm? You know me, that's even better. Those who know me are good friends, and those who don't want to be friends don't know me. My friend, Boss Liu invites you over."

The king could only bend down and speak to Fang Fa.

"Stop!... Stop, have you taken garlic essence, or are you born in the year of the dog? Speak more quietly, you're not suffocating me, but you're annoying me to death."

Fang Fa stood up reluctantly.

Then he kicked the king in the stomach as he was about to stand up.

"Ouch... It hurts so much, boy, aren't you my friend?"

The king didn't stop just by sitting down on the ground. He rolled back a few times before he stopped, leaning against the wall and screaming.

"Making friends is not about fighting, eating and drinking. When you do something wrong, you should be prepared to be beaten by your friends. Remember?"

Fang Fa walked up to the king and spoke condescendingly.

"You're not a friend, wuwu..., friends don't hit me."

The king burst into tears in pain.

"Oh? You did something wrong, and your dad didn't beat you? Your mom didn't punish you? Hmm? It's wrong to bully others casually, but you can fight back when you are bullied by others. In the future, if you do things with me, I will give you meat to eat, but you can't bully good people, otherwise I will beat you up."

Fang Fa told the king in a domineering manner.

"Huh? My mother said that if I hit anyone again, she would break my legs. Oh! I see. You are doing this for my own good, just like my mother. From now on, you are my big brother. I will listen to you. As long as there is meat to eat, I will do whatever you say."

The king suddenly stood up. His ability to withstand blows was pretty good.

"Okay, my last name is Fang, you can call me Brother Fang from now on. I have a bag of rice, a pack of White Rabbit candy, and a few pounds of meat in this bag. Take them back. This is a gift from me. Take me to see Liu Song."

Fang Fa looked at the king's stomach in confusion. Is everything alright?

Although he only used a little bit of force, most people couldn't bear it. This king's physical fitness is a bit abnormal!

"Brother Fang, haha..., I can finally eat meat to my heart's content. Yes, I'm going to bring some back for my mom and sister. My sister loves White Rabbit candy. Haha..., brother, my name is Wang Dawang, I'm 19 years old this year, and I live in the east unit on the 111rd floor of Building 12, No. 3 Dazhai Road, Jing'an District. My sister is Wang Xiaoyu, 17 years old, and my mother is Hu Wenjuan. I..."

As the king continued speaking, he wished he could report the entire family.

"Stop...! I got it. Here's a red hairband for our sister. Give the cloth coupons to aunt to buy some cloth for our family to make some clothes. Come on, take me to find Liu Song."

Fang Fa stuffed a handful of bills and a pack of red hairbands into Da Wang's hand and kicked him on the butt.

"Hey, don't kick. Okay, big brother, let's go. It's just across the street."

While dodging, the king stuffed the hairband and tickets into his pocket, then easily carried the bag given by Fang Fa and led the way.

Walking into a yard diagonally opposite, two young men came over to greet the king.

"My lord, have you brought the person back? Hurry up and take him to the back. What do you have in your hand? Let your brothers see it. I swear, friends are entitled to a share of the spoils!"

As he spoke, a young man with a slightly hunched back was about to go up and take the bag from the king's hand.

"Get out of here, you are not my friends. My eldest brother said that friends are not just about eating and drinking, but you are always eating my food and taking advantage of me. You are bullying me. Be careful or I will beat you up. Besides, this is something my eldest brother gave to me and my mother. Why should I give it to you? Get out of here."

As soon as the king found out that these people were not his friends, he immediately turned against them.

If you are not a friend, why do you want to take advantage of him? Where is your dignity?

If you bully someone, I'll use my fist as big as a sand bowl to hit you in the face.

Fang Fa watched from the side, nodded with satisfaction, and gave the king a thumbs up!