Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

"What's the price?"

Liu Jun spat and cursed, "That profiteer asked for 850 yuan and didn't even bargain. I was so mad that I even thought about beating him up."

Ye Chuan was also shocked after hearing this. A set of speakers actually cost 850 yuan. He had no idea about the market price.

The two men smoked and chatted until the cigarette butts on the ground piled up into a mountain, but the seller still didn't show up.

Just when Ye Chuan was getting impatient, Liu Jun took a puff of his cigarette and shouted, "Here we go!"

Following the direction pointed by the other party, Ye Chuan saw a man in his thirties, carrying a box wrapped in a bundle, slowly walked to the side of the electric pole and sat down. "Let's go over and take a look!" Ye Chuan dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and suggested to Liu Jun.

The two men came to the man and knelt down, but the man didn't even raise his head. "Brother, can you let us see what's inside?" Ye Chuan smiled. "Do you want to buy it?" The man asked lazily. "How can you decide whether to buy it without seeing it?"

"You can't watch it if you don't buy it!"

Ye Chuan was amused. He felt as if he was shopping in a state-owned store and being talked back to by the clerk.

No wonder this guy hasn’t sold his stuff yet. With such a bad attitude, who would buy from him?

Liu Jun was about to explode in anger, but was stopped by Ye Chuan. "Brother, let's take a look. This is an antique. If you sell it this way, you will never be able to sell it in your lifetime!" Ye Chuan persuaded.

The man seemed to realize that there was some truth in Ye Chuan's accusation, so he untied the bundle, revealing a machine made of dark red wood under the lid and a transparent plastic shell embedded on the surface.

The man took out another bag, which contained two small but loud speakers. "Does it have its own amplifier?" Ye Chuan exclaimed.

The man looked at Ye Chuan in surprise, and his tone softened slightly. "You know something about this?"

Liu Jun was lighting the way with a flashlight, and when they caught a glimpse of the record player, Ye Chuan understood why it was so expensive.

Even though he knew nothing about musical instruments, he could intuitively feel that this machine was worth 850 yuan. "This is an original British imported record player with an output power of 5,000 watts.

It’s really good!” Ye Chuan murmured in praise.

The man was even more surprised. He had been selling here for a while and had never met a young man who directly called out his professional knowledge. "Have you tried to operate it?" the man asked.

Ye Chuan shook his head, "I just know a little bit."

The man mistakenly thought that Ye Chuan was being modest. It was unrealistic for him to know so much about something he had never tried before.

In that era when there was a lack of mobile phones and almost no related books, people who understood the product features of such latest technologies were undoubtedly professionals in the industry.

What he didn't know was that Ye Chuan wasn't really a music lover, he just knew some English. "Eight hundred and fifty, can't you lower the price?" The man hesitated for a moment and suggested, "For your professionalism, I'll go as low as eighty, and give you five records!"

Ye Chuan was quite satisfied with the price. As for the extra record, it did not arouse much interest in him. No matter how good the music was, he would just listen to it.

The needle of the record player can cause great damage to the vinyl records. In this era, both the record player and the records are fragile items.

A disc will wear out after a few listens, and the stylus needs to be replaced regularly.

In Ye Chuan's opinion, the collection value of this record player exceeds its actual use value.

Therefore, he was very happy to accept the transaction price.

The man was a little surprised.

He thought Ye Chuan would continue to bargain and was planning to get a lower price.

Unexpectedly, the other party decided to buy it decisively.

He nodded in response to Ye Chuan's request, showed him the five records wrapped underneath, and then carefully wrapped them and secured them with straps.

Ye Chuan took out eight hundred yuan and handed it to the man.

He took the banknotes and stuffed them into his pocket without even counting them. "Don't you want to check the amount?" Ye Chuan was a little stunned. Was this guy pretending to be elegant?

"No need to check, I trust you!" the man smiled, then stood up and disappeared into the night.

Ye Chuan looked at the direction where the man disappeared and chuckled, "This guy's acting skills are really amazing!"

Liu Jun cursed, "Damn it, I talked to him for a long time and he wouldn't budge, but you just said a few words and cut the price by fifty yuan. Do you think he is inferior?"

Ye Chuan laughed and said, "This kid who plays music might have lost his mind!" After saying that, the two of them laughed together.

Then Liu Jun carried the bag containing the amplifier and followed Ye Chuan towards the direction of the bicycle.

Once we got near the bicycle stalls, there were fewer and fewer people around the stalls and the market as we got closer.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, Ye Chuan suddenly felt something sharp pressing against his lower back, and the same happened to Liu Jun. "Don't look back! Keep moving forward! Otherwise I'll kill you with a knife!" a cold voice came from behind.

It was very difficult for Liu Jun to get out of this situation when he was pointed at with a knife in this place. "Who are you guys? How dare you touch me? Are you tired of living?" His self-esteem was seriously challenged.

The man behind Liu Jun yelled, "Shut up!"

It was a hot summer day and Liu Jun was only wearing a vest. He felt the tip of the knife penetrate his clothes and touch his skin, which made him stop shouting instantly.

Ye Chuan remained silent and continued to move forward, wondering in his heart who had held them hostage.

In fact, they did not hide their identities very much. Competitors like Liu Jun would certainly pay attention to them, not to mention that Liu Jun's new purchase of a batch of home appliances attracted a lot of envy.

Seeing Ye Chuan's calm and composed look, Liu Jun secretly sighed in his heart. This kid still pretended to be a big shot even when a knife was pointed at him. In comparison, he really didn't have enough aura!

Ye Chuan was not pretending, he really had no worries.

There are only a few little brothers behind him who can handle it at any time, but if you want to solve the problem, you still have to find the mastermind.

Not long after, the two came to a street light, where a group of bad boys in their twenties gathered. One of them was a slightly older man sitting on a cement culvert nearby, looking quite bossy.

When Liu Jun saw that man, his blood boiled. "Liu Song! I...I won't let you off today!" He was so angry that he couldn't suppress it.

Liu Song sat on the culvert, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth, with a half-smile on his face, and the yellow light of the street lamp further highlighted his pretentious attitude. "Liu Jun, calm down, we all came from the same pot five hundred years ago, and in essence, we are all the same people.

Did I say I would tie you up? It's clearly an invitation for you to come."

Seeing Liu Song's performance, Ye Chuan almost laughed out loud. This guy was obviously too deliberate. You could tell at a glance which romance novel he learned it from.

Hearing this, Liu Jun got even angrier: "What a bullshit invitation! Are you the only one who comes from the same father as me? Believe it or not, I will break your bones soon!" Even when a knife was pointed at him, he did not show any weakness.

Liu Song's men had already withdrawn the swords that were pointing at Liu Jun's lower back. Although they had the advantage in numbers, both sides had brothers, and once they started fighting, the outcome would be hard to determine.

But their vigilance was still focused on Ye Chuan, fearing that he would take action.

Liu Song chuckled and said, "Do you think I don't know your worth? Breaking my bones, are you kidding? Your popularity in the market has already aroused public anger, and I'm not the only one watching you." This made Liu Jun pause, because this was indeed somewhat true.

There is a Chinese saying, "A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind."

Now that he is so outstanding and has sales of more than 70 electronic devices, it is only a matter of time before he is envied.

Liu Jun took a deep breath and said calmly: "Liu Song, as long as you let my brother go, I will give you half of these electrical appliances."

"逛" has a street or market feel, perhaps some kind of bazaar or small commodity trading place.

Five hundred years ago, "being one family" was a slang term in the underworld, meaning that two parties had a relationship.

The phrase "a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind" expresses the situation of being the target of public criticism.

Merchant may refer to the role of a businessman engaged in commercial activities.

Liu Song laughed loudly, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it to his lips. A subordinate beside him hurriedly lit a match for him.

Ye Chuan almost couldn't hold back his laughter. It seemed like these people were not completely without talent.

Although this funny scene was amusing to Liu Chuan, it was a clear provocation to Liu Jun. "Liu Jun, don't you see the situation clearly? Do you think a few home appliances attracted me? You are wrong. I am attracted by your background.

I don't know your name yet?" Ye Chuan said with a relaxed smile: "My last name is Ye."

Liu Song laughed and said, “Brother Ye, it is a pleasure to see a friend coming from afar.

Your "hospitality" is really a helpless act for me, Liu. My original intention was to cooperate with Brother Ye. "Putting down the speakers, Ye Chuan crossed his arms and said, "But what if I don't cooperate with you?"

Liu Song's face was as gloomy as water: "This matter is not up to you to decide! If we can work together, you will be my best friend in the future. Otherwise, today will leave you with some memories." Facing his threat, Ye Chuan was not polite: "What if I don't want to cooperate?"

Regarding Liu Jun's predicament in the circle, Ye Chuan shifted his gaze and asked, "How did you become so isolated and helpless in this place?" Liu Jun smiled bitterly and explained, "This batch of electrical appliances is too conspicuous, which aroused the jealousy of others. Many people have coveted it for a long time. Today, I was too careless and implicated Mr. Ye."

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Liu Song felt a little annoyed in his heart, but on the surface he still smiled: "Liu Jun, you are too shameless.

Knowing that he is older than me, he still calls me brother. This really makes me, the Liu family, feel ashamed!" Facing his accusation, Liu Jun did not take it seriously. Strength speaks for itself, and it is not shameful to address others with the right name.

Ye Chuan ignored the bluffing man and turned to Liu Jun, saying, "Is this young man very strong?" After getting the affirmation, he said disdainfully, "I thought he was a big fish, but it seems to be nothing."

Seeing that Ye Chuan and the other two didn't seem to care about him at all, Liu Song was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He tried to remain calm, and the pride of being a scholar made him hold back his anger. He said, "Brother Ye is indeed an extraordinary person. His calmness is impressive.

But I have something to advise Brother Ye: He who knows the current situation is a hero. I believe Brother Ye will not do anything stupid. "