Siheyuan: How dare I mess with a man who is an expert in men's health?

Baochao Hutong is several blocks away from Nanluoguxiang.

There are not many large courtyards here, but many independent small courtyards and ordinary houses facing the street.

Banggeng has been scouting the area for three days. He has learned a lot from his master and knows that rabbits don't eat grass near their burrows, so he comes from far away to make his move.

It can be seen how brave this kid is. He is not afraid of being kidnapped by human traffickers.

The food at home has been really bad recently, and he has long wanted to make something delicious, but his master asked him to be patient, otherwise he would be taken to the police station.

In fact, this kid's food is not bad. Recently, he ate the fish caught by Yan Bugui once and eggs twice.

Other children would cry tears of joy if they could eat good food three times a month, but Banggeng's taste has been spoiled.

This time he targeted the home of an old man living alone, so the chance of being caught was smaller.

Banggeng waited until there was no one on the street. Based on his observations over the past two days, he found that this was the time period with the least number of people moving around.

So he quickly stepped forward, came to the gate, took out a small piece of iron, and fiddled with the padlock. In less than thirty seconds, he had opened it.

In addition to secretly experimenting with his own door lock, this was his first time to pick a lock, which shows how talented he is. He is worthy of being called the innate thief saint.

He quickly got in and closed the door gently. His heart was pounding, but he felt extremely excited.

Banggeng first looked for something delicious and found a piece of hard bacon hanging in the kitchen. His eyes lit up and he quickly moved a stool and found a stick before carefully taking it down.

He stuffed the palm-sized piece of bacon into his clothes and began to search carefully.

Banggeng had seen Jia Zhang hide things, so he knew a little bit about it and quickly took out a cloth bag from the pillow.

When he opened it, his eyes lit up immediately. There was so much money, but he didn't know how to count and didn't know how much money there was.

However, he recognized the denominations of the banknotes. There were several big black tens, as well as the one-cent and two-cent denominations that he was more familiar with.

Banggeng was really smart. He put the big black ten and other change in different pockets. Thinking that big money should not be spent casually, he picked up a stack of unfamiliar bills and stuffed them into his pocket.

He restored the messed-up things as best he could and checked to see if there were any footprints.

This was also taught to him by his master, and Bang Geng agreed with this. Wasn’t he inexplicably arrested and taken to the police station just because of two footprints?

He opened the door a crack, carefully observed the situation outside the street, and found that no one was passing by. Then he quickly went out and locked the door again.

Banggeng patted the money in his clothes, and instantly became full of energy and walked towards other blocks with a swagger.

This was also what his master taught him, that stolen money should not be spent near where he lives, nor should it be used near where the money was stolen.

Banggeng walked two blocks and saw a restaurant. He walked in with his head held high and asked to eat meat, but was immediately kicked out by an auntie.

The second time he found another restaurant and wisely took out his money before going in and saying he wanted to eat meat.

Unexpectedly, the waitress smiled and said, "You must have secretly taken money from home to spend. Take it back quickly, or you will get hurt."

Bang Geng lied: "This is what my grandma gave me. I want to eat meat."

The waitress looked at the one dollar and a...cloth coupon in Bang Geng's hand with confusion, and scolded angrily:

"Get out of here, little bastard. Believe it or not, I'll beat you up. You're still young and you don't learn your lesson. Did you steal money from home?"

The aunt never thought that such a young child might have picked the lock and stolen other people's money.

When Banggeng heard that the other party suspected that he had stolen the money, he didn't dare to stay and left in shame.

As usual, he ran to the supply and marketing cooperative, hoping to buy some food to satisfy his craving, but the saleswoman also refused to sell anything to him. It’s not that children really can’t buy things.

It was because Banggeng had a lot of tickets on him, and he didn't dare take them all out. Every time he said he wanted to buy food, the tickets he took out were wrong.

When the other party sees that the children have taken the wrong tickets, they will naturally be unwilling to sell them, so as to avoid the parents coming to cause trouble.

Banggeng walked dejectedly on the street, not expecting that he couldn't spend the money he stole.

He touched the piece of bacon in his arms. There was no place to cook it. His stomach felt empty, so he had to think of another way.

Banggeng decided to go find his master, who would definitely have a solution.

However, influenced by Jia Zhang since childhood, he also understood the principle of keeping money separate, so he stuffed the big black coins into the lining of his clothes and only intended to show the change to his master.

This kid Banggeng ran around everywhere but didn't get lost. He even found where Johnson lived.

This is a large courtyard, which is much dirtier and messier than the courtyard house No. 95. It can be seen that the living conditions of the people in this courtyard are relatively poor, and it is estimated that there are relatively few working-class families.

Fortunately, Johnson did not go out and was lying at home.

Seeing Bang Geng coming, he said unhappily, "What's the matter? I told you not to bother me if you don't have anything to do. You came here empty-handed. You have no manners."

Bang Geng flattered and stepped forward, whispering back, "Master, I succeeded. I was planning to buy you a gift to honor you, but those people refused to sell it to me."

Johnson became interested, sat up, and asked with a smile: "You are a good kid, how much did you get? Show it out."

Bang Geng replied embarrassedly: "I don't know how much it is, I took it all."

He could only take out all the change and a stack of bills and put them on the kang.

Johnson's eyes lit up. He grabbed the money and counted it carefully. There were actually 16 yuan.

I checked the tickets again. Although there were not many in number, the types were quite complete, including food tickets, cloth tickets, tobacco tickets, sugar tickets, etc.

Johnson praised happily: "You have some talent, not bad, this is your tuition fee, but it's not enough, you need to keep working hard."