Siheyuan: 55 years, starting from a buyer

Helplessly, he could only visit late at night.

Mr. Chen, who had few financial concerns and few places to go, rarely set foot here.

When he stepped into Ma San's courtyard, the outside of the door seemed particularly deserted, and the scene of no one guarding it made him puzzled.

Because he remembered that Ma San had mentioned that he would leave a reminder if they moved.

After waiting for a long time, no one showed up. In order to explore, Mr. Chen decided to enter the familiar market.

After wandering for half an hour, he found that this was not the old market. The manager had changed and even some stalls had disappeared. This made him full of doubts. He did not dare to ask questions rashly and decided to leave first.

On the way back, Mr. Chen felt a shadow following him.

He appeared to be completely unaware of the situation, but instead deliberately walked into an alley and instantly disappeared into his own secret space.

The two men in black who were following him found that Chen Sheng disappeared deep into the alley and gave chase, but they were ultimately unable to find any trace of him.

One of them said, "The person is gone."

“If you don’t see him, then you don’t see him. He seems like a real character.

Go back and report, and let’s go.”

Another man in black spoke up.

“Can you report it if it’s lost?” The first person clearly objected.

"Fuck, what the hell."

Another person slapped his companion and scolded him, which made the scene very interesting.

After hearing all this, [Too much sensitive content, unable to continue output]

Surprisingly, this secret base is some distance away.

Mr. Chen followed the two of them and sneaked into the yard.

There was only one light on in the main hall of the yard. Chen Sheng successfully approached quietly and entered that space.

After a while, a man came out from the inner room and sat down in the main hall. The person next to him lit a cigarette for him.

The two men in black who had been following Mr. Chen were now sitting aside drinking water. When they saw the middle-aged man, they immediately stood up and saluted him as their elder brother.

The elder brother waved his hand and asked, "Why are you back at this time? Don't you need help over there?"

One of the men in black replied: "We just encountered a suspicious person who was observing our manager.

We found a man who followed Ma San, and he said that man looked very much like the one who sent something to Ma San before, but unfortunately he ran away. "

The eldest brother said calmly: "It doesn't matter, next time he comes, we will talk to him directly in detail.

It's a business, whether it's sold to Ma San or me, and now Ma San has done nothing, if that person still wants to sell, he will be exposed. "

However, at this moment, Chen Sheng suddenly appeared in the yard and said, "Since the master wants to talk to someone about the business, why do we need to hide anymore? Just come and talk directly. Brother, there is no need to follow me."

After saying that, Mr. Chen walked straight into the main hall.

Chen Sheng's sudden appearance shocked everyone in the room. They were originally sitting quietly, but now they all stood up in shock.

A man sitting on one side even wanted to draw his gun, but Chen Sheng was not in a hurry. He instantly took out a loaded gun from the space and pointed it at him: "Don't be nervous, brother. It would be bad if you accidentally hurt someone."

The tone is very calm.

The eldest brother maintained his usual calm demeanor, sat down again, signaled others to relax, and then Mr. Chen put away his gun. His actions stunned everyone present, and they realized that Mr. Chen's strength could not be ignored.

"Very well, I did come to you to discuss business."

Mr. Chen sat down, raised his hand and asked, "May I ask what is this big brother's name?"

The middle-aged man named Yang Qiong laughed and said, "No need to be polite, just call me Yang Qiong.

I apologize for the misunderstanding I caused you today."

Mr. Chen got straight to the point: "Before we start the transaction, I want to know where the three Ma are now."

Yang Qiong smiled and said, “Even if I don’t tell you, you will know it sooner or later.

You may not know that Ma San is actually just a small character, a chess piece that has been abandoned by others.

After the incident was over, he was sent to the northwest, where he could only live with the wind and sand. "

He continued: "You may not know that Ma San is just a tool used by some big guys to manipulate. He tried to break the rules, so he was eliminated.

But I'm different, my family is the one that makes these rules.

You don't have to worry. We are willing to take over any amount of your goods. I really appreciate your performance just now, so I hope to establish a friendly cooperative relationship with you."

Chen Sheng laughed out loud. He didn't care whether it was Ma San or Yang Qiong.

He also returned the greeting: "If I have been disrespectful today, please forgive me, big brother."

Mr. Chen then stated: "I used to provide Ma San with 500 kilograms of refined rice and flour every month, and I will continue to do so as usual."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Qiong interrupted: "Okay, thank you very much."

But then he added: "Brother, please take your time, this is just a conditional cooperation."

"Brother, listen to me."

Chen made no secret of his requirements and stated: "I'm in urgent need of high-quality mutton-fat jade raw material handles, preferably uncut."

Mr. Chen expressed his personal needs.

In his previous life, Chen was well versed in the art of collecting cultural relics. He had spent a large amount of his salary collecting various treasures, such as bracelets, walnuts, beeswax and turquoise.

Seeing this opportunity, Mr. Chen thought he should take this opportunity to collect some high-quality things.

Out of hobby and to avoid misunderstanding (if an object has too many carvings, it may be considered feudal and superstitious), he prefers original unprocessed gemstones to play with in his spare time.

Then, Chen Sheng added emotionally: "No matter how valuable the item is, I am willing to exchange it with corresponding property."

The implication is that he expects there will be more good stuff to sell.

In a few months, as construction of the space progresses, perhaps he’ll have the opportunity to sell some of the cooked meats, while collecting antique treasures at the same time.

He stressed that collecting by himself could prevent treasures from being damaged and satisfy his hobby of collecting antiques, so why not do it?

"alright."

Yang Qiong thought for a moment and felt that this proposal was not difficult and the other party was not looking for rare treasures.

"From now on, you can deliver the goods here every month. We will pay for them and receive the goods."

He added.

After the agreement was reached, Mr. Chen did not delay. He bowed and left.

"If you have any problems, you can come to Yangqiong Teahouse on Qianmen Street."

When Chen left, Yang Qiong left a voice reminder.

After walking down the street, Mr. Chen remained vigilant and went into a private space to hide for a long time. He only returned home after making sure that no one was following him.

Today's series of activities made him feel a little adventurous.

Lying on his bed at home and thinking about the day's experiences, Mr. Chen spent a long time in a trance, which eventually dissipated in a dream.

The next day, Chen's first task turned to collecting Chinese medicinal seeds. He visited pharmacies and obtained more than a hundred kinds.

There are many types of Chinese medicinal materials, so Mr. Chen decided to focus on cultivating the most important ones, especially those with strict age requirements and unique craftsmanship.

The many seeds available in pharmacies each have their own growing conditions, which affect the performance of the medicinal properties.

To this end, Mr. Chen carefully takes care of each plant, cultivates them according to books and instructions, and also sets up a gradual improvement plan.

The task was time-consuming and meticulous, consuming several days of his efforts.

In his spare time, he also started to look for traditional Chinese medicine to learn.

In addition to book knowledge, practical guidance from a mentor and personal practice are also required.

However, Chen was rejected when he asked for advice at the Chinese medicine shop and encountered setbacks one after another.

Although some TCM clinics mentioned the possibility of recruiting apprentices, considering future variables and the prospects of the TCM clinics, Mr. Chen felt that this option was not the first choice.

The continuous obstacles he encountered were a headache, but he did not back down.

After much inquiry, the shop manager Li Guan finally got a clue: there was a man called "Miser" in the neighboring town.

An old Chinese doctor.

Mr. Chen thought: It is not a bad thing to learn real medical skills at a high price.

After walking around the market for a few rounds, although he didn't come across any rare items, he didn't quit in a hurry. Instead, he chose to seek new opportunities - going to the courtyard he had visited before.

During this process, Mr. Chen is always looking for the right opportunity and resources to enrich his knowledge base and collection.

Mr. Chen knocked on the door gently, and soon, the sound of two people walking inside was heard.

He asked from outside the door: "Who are you looking for?"

"Erdong is here, I want to ask for something."

Mr. Chen outside the door replied.

After a moment, the door slowly opened.

After entering the courtyard, Mr. Chen was afraid that he had disturbed Brother Yang, so he saw him rubbing his eyes and yawning.

When he saw Chen Sheng coming, Yang Qiong bowed slightly and asked, "Brother, what are you here for?"

Mr. Chen said bluntly: "This time I would like to ask you to help me get some rare things as gifts."

He had no patience for going around in circles because he felt it was a waste of time and he might miss an opportunity to rest.

He wanted to be straightforward.

"Do you have any specific requirements?"

Yang Qiong asked.

"Any good ham or wine from abroad, or vintage wine or artwork from famous artists in our country will do."

Mr. Chen enumerated a bunch of high-end goods in one breath. Yang Qiong listened calmly, but the brother next to him showed some envy and a little irritation in his eyes.

Yang Qiong was silent for a few seconds, then instructed the man beside him, "Go to the warehouse next door and take a look at the treasures I recently bought. Show them to your brother."

The man took the order and left, leaving Chen Sheng and Yang Qiong waiting in the main hall.

The two men looked at each other in silence. Originally, Yang Qiong wanted to take this opportunity to get to know Chen Sheng, but seeing that Chen Sheng looked unwilling to talk more, he stopped asking questions and chose to wait for him to speak.

Mr. Chen also hoped that the transaction between the two would be simple and quick, and did not want to engage in excessive negotiations.

More than twenty minutes later, his men brought a package. When they opened it, they saw only two bottles of ordinary-looking red wine.

Mr. Chen looked at it silently without expressing any opinion, then looked at Yang Qiong, realizing that this guy might have underestimated his eyesight.

"This ordinary red wine from Beijing may seem ordinary, but it is used exclusively for state banquets. It is limited and rare, and ordinary people may not have the chance to taste it."

Yang Qiong gave an explanation.

Mr. Chen suddenly realized that this Beijing winery only sells wine to the public after the expo, and these two bottles are undoubtedly worth a lot of money.

"Thanks for reminding me, otherwise I would have taken it for granted."

Mr. Chen bowed to express his gratitude and took out fifty coins from his pocket and placed them on the table.

He took the two bottles of wine, bowed again, said no more, turned around and left.

Yang Qiong originally wanted to help selflessly, but when he saw that the customer left without even talking about compensation, he probably just wanted to maintain a simple transaction.

Yang Qiong was not in a hurry to establish a close relationship right away. He believed that as they got along, they would become more familiar with each other and there was no need to rush.

In fact, the market price of those two bottles is only five or six yuan, but due to the quota system and the fact that they are not sold publicly, they are extremely rare.

On the way back, Mr. Chen weighed the pros and cons and decided that the two bottles of wine would be good gifts.

Carrying valuables would easily attract attention, and he had no idea what kind of person this prince was, so he didn't want to entrust him with anything too heavy.

Mr. Chen decided to visit in person to judge people's hearts, hoping that this prince would value money and things would proceed more smoothly.

He took a special leave to go to the silk shop to order new clothes. When he received them two days later, they were well-fitting and gorgeous.

The clothes he is currently wearing are passed down from generation to generation in his family, from his father to his eldest brother, and then to himself.

Although the family economy was supported by two working parents, that generation was accustomed to the philosophy of thrifty household living.

"In the blink of an eye, the weekend arrived and Mr. Chen packed his luggage at home, ready to go out."

He also borrowed a bicycle from the store and carried two bottles of wine purchased by Yang Qiong.

As he rode through the courtyard, the people in the courtyard looked at him with surprise.

In the past, although Mr. Chen was well-groomed, his clothes were inevitably worn out.

Today, however, he put on a new outfit, looking refreshed, leaving a deep impression on his neighbors.

The crowd who were chatting around saw his transformation and curiously gathered around to ask questions. The one who took the lead in asking questions was Yi Zhonghai.

"Hey, Mr. Chen, you are dressed so elegantly, are you going on a blind date?"

Yi Zhonghai said jokingly.

"No, my father asked me to come and visit the elders as a formality.

I'm still young, why should I rush into a blind date? It will take at least two years.

You should think about how to help Shazhu find a matchmaker."

Chen Sheng opened his mouth, which was also a little humorous.

Hearing this, their faces darkened slightly.

Everyone knows that it is difficult to find a matchmaker for Sha Zhu nowadays. He is too picky, and there are only a few suitable candidates nowadays.

Ignoring the reactions of others, Mr. Chen pushed the cart and left.

With the help of the spiritual space, his five senses became more sensitive.

Even as he stepped into the front yard, he could still hear the faint comments behind him, "She's dressed so smartly, has gifts, and says she has to go on a blind date. Who would believe that?"

Mr. Chen had no doubt that this sarcastic voice came from Sha Zhu.

Once when he was on a blind date, Xu Damao interfered with his decision. Due to his own demanding standards, he chose his target based on just a glance at the photo sent by the matchmaker.

Therefore, there are very few matchmakers around who are willing to take over this matter.

And due to the lack of help from elders, Sha Zhu's blind date arrangements have been at a standstill.

After riding for more than an hour, Mr. Chen finally arrived at Mr. Wang Shun's house.

"dong dong dong"

He parked his bike and knocked on the door.

Soon, a middle-aged woman came out.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Wang's home?"

Mr. Chen paid a polite visit.

"Yes."

The woman responded.

"Is Mr. Wang home?"

Mr. Chen then confirmed.

"Yes, but Mr. Wang is not seeing patients today."

The woman mistakenly thought that he needed medical treatment.

"I'm sorry, I came here specifically to ask Mr. Wang for help, not to see a doctor."

Mr. Chen explained respectfully and speculated that the woman might be a housekeeper or a nanny.

He handed over the two bottles of wine in his hand and said, "This is just a small gift. It's not a sign of respect. Please let me know."

“Please wait a moment.

"The woman took the gift and went into the house.

About ten minutes later, she came out and motioned for Mr. Chen to enter the house.

"welcome."

This is a small courtyard with two entrances, where some fresh herbs are drying.

Following her, Chen Sheng entered the main room and saw Wang Shun sitting on the bed drinking tea. Although his hair was gray, he looked very energetic.

Although he was thin, he did not look like a doctor.

After entering the lobby and standing still, Chen Sheng bowed to Wang Shun in a standard way and said respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Wang."

He glanced at the red wine next to him, and Wang Shun moved the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he was satisfied with Chen's ability to identify the quality of wine.

"Young man, you must have something to ask for when you come to visit me. May I ask what you want from me, and why do you bring such a generous gift?"