Siheyuan: Big City, Small Love

He Lai saw that there were fewer people buying things in this area. It seemed that the good things were all sold at the entrance, and the things inside were not what ordinary people wanted.

He Lai looked at the items, which were all antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and had no interest in them at all. He had looted more than a dozen boxes in the Old Summer Palace and still had more than forty or fifty jade floor tiles.

Suddenly, a good thing appeared in front of me: a gun. This thing can also be bought on the black market.

He Lai immediately squatted down and looked carefully.

A long rifle is a bit like a 98K sniper rifle. After all, it has a scope on it, which is obviously different from an ordinary rifle.

There are also three pistols, one of which is obviously a turtle box. After all, this gun is very distinctive and easy to recognize. It is a special pistol for daily life; one is a Mauser pistol, also called a Mauser military pistol. This gun is also the most used pistol in our army and is called an anti-Japanese weapon; I don’t recognize the other one. After all, I am more concerned about modern guns and can only remember some special guns.

"Boss, how much are these guns?" After looking at them, He immediately asked about the price.

"This water-jet cartridge costs 90 yuan, the tortoise box costs 30 yuan, the Mauser pistol costs yuan, and the Browning costs yuan."

The middle-aged man glanced at He Lai, probably thinking that he was a young man who liked the gun, and directly quoted a price.

When He Lai heard that this water chain must be this sniper rifle, it's only 90 yuan? He Lai said that he was rich and must buy it to play with it.

"Can I try this?" He Lai pointed at the water beads and asked.

Seeing the middle-aged man nod, he picked it up. It felt much lighter than the sniper rifle he had imagined, at least much lighter than his grandfather's hunting rifle.

I put my shoulder against the butt of the gun, supported the muzzle with my left hand, and pulled the bolt with my right hand. The sound was so satisfying that I really wanted to try it now.

"This gun has only been used a few times. You can tell by looking at it. The inside of the chamber has not been sharpened. If I didn't need the money urgently, I wouldn't sell it."

The middle-aged man knew that He Lai liked this thing by looking at his expression.

"Okay, I bought it. Where are the bullets?"

"I can only give you ten bullets. If you want to buy more, they're 20 cents each."

"Then give me three hundred shots." He Lai said generously.

"Cough, cough, cough." The middle-aged man rolled his eyes at He Lai.

"I only have a little over 160 rounds. If you want them, I'll give them to you for 30 bucks."

"Okay, I want the pistol, the Mauser and the Browning too. Do you have enough bullets? How much?"

The middle-aged man looked at He Lai again. He didn't expect that this little guy was so rich.

"There are more than 200 rounds of Mauser bullets and more than 300 rounds of Browning bullets. They are ten cents a round. I'll give you all the fifty dollars."

"Okay. Two hundred and sixty yuan, let me count it." He Lai reached into his inner pocket and took out a wad of money.

He quickly counted out twenty-six ten-yuan bills and gave them to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took the money and counted it several times, then looked at He Lai.

"Little brother, why don't you buy this bastard box as well?"

"No, I don't want those shabby things from the daily life. I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty!"

He Lai said with a look of disgust.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he shook his head with a wry smile. This is a pistol. He thought about how he used the Hanyang rifle to fight the Japanese back then, and now others actually despise it.

He wrapped the three guns that He Lai wanted with cloth, then took out the cloth bag behind him, took out the bullet boxes inside one by one, opened the bullet boxes, and put them in rows.

"The bullets are all here, click them."

He Lai picked up each bullet box, examined them carefully, and then looked away.

"Well, the quantity is not bad, and there are more. Thank you."

"Okay, I'll give you this cloth bag. I hope you can treat these guns well and not use them for bad purposes."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he packed up the bullet box and put it back into the cloth bag.

"Don't worry, I will use it for the right purpose." He Lai thought that this guy must be a soldier, how could he be so short of money that he would sell his gun.

However, He Lai decided not to ask about other people's business. After all, the black market was very complicated.

Soon the two men parted ways. The middle-aged man packed up the turtle box and left. After all, all the big ones were sold out.

He Lai also packed up his things and continued the same operation, storing the gun and bullets into the space, and went back to find Sha Zhu and the others.

When I arrived at Sha Zhu's fish stall, I saw that Sha Zhu had already sold all the fish and was waiting for He Lai.

He came to Sha Zhu and patted him. Sha Zhu suddenly turned around and found He coming.

"Why did you take so long? Did you go to the innermost part?"

Sha Zhu was relieved when he saw it was He Lai.

"Hehe, I'm grown up now, don't worry." He Lai said with a smile.

Sha Zhu was stunned for a moment. Yes, He Lai is so old now, why should he worry about it? Hey, this is no longer the little Lai who he used to take with him wherever he went.

"Let's go and take a look at other things." He Lai called.

As soon as Sha Zhu heard this, he knew that He Lai wanted to buy cigarettes and alcohol, so he followed him.

The two soon came to a stand selling cigarettes and alcohol. The young man saw Sha Zhu, then looked at the person next to him, and remembered He Lai.

After all, few people buy a lot of cigarettes and alcohol at once.

"Two brothers, how much do you want this time?"

"how much do you have?"

"Brother, ten bottles of Moutai, ten bottles of Wuliangye, five Daqianmen, three Zhonghua, and five Mudan."

He Lai heard it and realized it was more than last time!

"what price?"

"The price of alcohol has increased slightly by one yuan, but cigarettes remain the same. Maotai is seven yuan, Wuliangye is six and a half yuan, Daqianmen is seven yuan, Zhonghua is twelve yuan, and Mudan is ten yuan."

"Okay, I'll take them all." He Lai was not vague. The thing he had the most now was money. He could just take out some gold and exchange it for thousands of dollars.

He Lai took out a wad of cash from his inner pocket and counted out two hundred and fifty-six dollars! Fortunately, it was not two hundred and fifty!

"Little brother, I want to ask, why don't you want other wines, such as Fenjiu, Dongjiu, Luzhou Laojiao and Xifeng Liquor? These four kinds of wines are not worse than Maotai and Wuliangye."

The young man took the money and asked while counting it.

"Uh, well, do you have any here? Give me some too."

He Lai had a different feeling about Moutai and Wuliangye because of the influence of later generations. In addition, he had never drunk much liquor, so he didn't quite understand it.

After hearing what the young people said, I remembered that Xifeng Liquor and Fenjiu were the mainstream liquors in this era. Xifeng Liquor was a national famous liquor, and Fenjiu was still the liquor used for state banquets in this era. Luzhou Laojiao seemed to be very famous, but I was not sure about Dongjiu.

"Of course, there are fifteen bottles of Xifeng Liquor, eight yuan a bottle; twenty bottles of Fenjiu, six yuan a bottle; ten bottles of Luzhou Laojiao, five yuan a bottle; six bottles of Dongjiu, seven yuan a bottle."

The young man said with a smile.

He Lai smacked his lips. It turned out that there were a lot of these kinds of wine! They wanted to make me bleed!

"Okay, put it on."

He Lai took out 332 yuan from his pocket again and said, "The rich have a lot of money. If you have the guts, spend all my money!"

The young man knew that Helai was not short of money, and he was ecstatic. He thought that one customer like this would be enough for him to live on for half a year!

The young man and his younger brother began to pack the wine happily. Fortunately, nowadays the wine is basically tied up in bottles of four with straw ropes, otherwise they would be worried about them breaking.

Sha Zhu was silent beside him. He couldn't stop He Lai from doing this. He spent more than 500 yuan right away. If it were him, he would be heartbroken.

In this way, the two men each took a bag of cigarettes and alcohol and left the black market.

I found that everyone else had already come out, and everything seemed to be going smoothly, having bought some food.

Xu Damao looked at the things that He Lai and the other man carried and snorted his lips. He Lai was really a spendthrift. So many cigarettes and alcohol would probably cost four or five hundred yuan. However, he also knew that He Lai was rich and did not say anything.

When other people saw the bags the two people were holding, they didn't know what they bought and didn't ask any questions.

The group returned to the courtyard in this way.