The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

　　Ding Ding Dang is 80 days away from the Spring Festival of 80 years, there is no TV, and there is no Spring Festival Gala, but the age of this era is more than that of later generations.

　　 Streets and alleys who had been dodged by small vendors suddenly became bold. Who wouldn’t want to earn money to do some New Year's Eve, and the people above would understand their difficulties?

　　The alley that had been quiet for a few years, and the sound of hawking sounded again. Sugar man, paper-cutting, dough... The entire Yanjing City seemed to be alive in a flash.

　　Yang Dongxu has been very busy these days, and even busy breathless kung fu. The big purchase at the end of the year is a Chinese custom, and the object of purchase is naturally not just new year.

　　If you have no money, you have to get a new outfit. Those who have money can sell more, as long as they are in the supply and marketing cooperatives, but don't want tickets, it is like looting and seeing everything pulled home.

　　Bicycles are naturally the focus of every household's purchases. When relatives ride their bicycles and take their wives and children with them in the future, that is definitely a good face. Therefore, the sound of the car bell always sounded in Hutong. Not because someone was blocking the bell to let the other party give way, but to attract the attention of the neighbors around the neighborhood, but they knew that they were also a car owner.

　　Wu Aibing with a dogskin hat pushed the door into the house, and a cold wind hit him, causing Yang Dongxu, who was only wearing a sweater, to tremble, but the work in his hand kept pressing steel **** into the bearings one by one.

　　 "How many cars are left?" Yang Dongxu asked without raising his head.

　　 "21." Taking off the gloves and throwing them aside, Wu Aibing took the wrench next to it and started assembling the big ones.

　　 "Isn't there a difference of 18 in the morning? Did you just send out two?" Yang Dongxu tilted his head and looked at Wu Aibing.

　　 "That... When I sent it over, the friend who bought the car saw it, so I ordered a few more." Wu Aibing smiled embarrassingly.

　　 "Reiterate again, it is forbidden to take up new work, and then pick up your own. What if you want to be exhausted?" Yang Dongxu waited for Wu Aibing.

This guy is asking for money and not killing him. Although Yang Dongxu understands the enthusiasm of people in this era for making money, he is also full of enthusiasm for making money, but you can’t spend the New Year’s 30 for the sake of making money. Isn't it necessary?

　　 "They want it in the future, don't worry. If you don't pick it up, you won't pick it up years ago, even if you don't pick it up." Wu Aibing accompanied him not.

　　 People in this era still have no sense of security, and do a little bit of gains and losses. Therefore, Wu Aibing wanted to take advantage of this transaction when it seemed that there was not much risk. If he didn't let it sell that day, he would have savings.

"How about the person you are looking for?" Yang Dongxu gave Wu Aibing a fierce glance. He didn't have any hope for the guarantee in his mouth. He began to listen to this guarantee when he was on the tenth of Layue. There are still more and more people. This guy is afraid that the other party will regret to receive the deposit. Yang Dongxu can only work hard.

　　 "I found it and said that I would come over in the afternoon. But don't we have a kitchen? Why are we still getting a pot stove in the partial room?" Wu Aibing looked at Yang Dongxu puzzled.

　　In addition to the three main rooms and three partial rooms, there is a kitchen opposite the partial room. If the toilet is also added, there are a total of eight houses.

　　 Usually the kitchen is unused. The only thing that fires is the coal stove in the room at this time. Everything is processed by the old man Xuan. Bring it over and throw it into the iron pan and cook it.

　　 As a bachelor in his forties, cooking is the most basic requirement for a real otaku, so Yang Dongxu's cooking is not bad. However, after rebirth, he obviously became lazy a lot, and besides there was the old man Xuan who could eat more than himself, naturally he was too lazy to start.

"Another pot stove is useful to make another pot stove, let you and your mother come over to celebrate the New Year together?" Yang Dongxu was too lazy to explain, such as the ground pot chicken, they will know when they eat it What is the purpose of getting a stove in the house and not using it properly in the kitchen?

　　 "Will this be too much trouble?" Wu Aibing moved a little.

　　New year at home only he and his mother, two sisters are already married, and will not come to the relatives until the third year, so staying at home is quite boring.

"What's the problem, if your mother and daughter aren't here, we're just too young? Old man Xuan will also come over when you come, and you will just come together to have a lot of fun. You don't know what is happening on my side, and it's not bad for you Stuttering." Yang Dongxu said.

　　 "That line, I'll bring my mother over then." Wu Aibing's refusal was not hypocritical, but he didn't want to cause trouble to others. After all, everyone has been a little tight this year, right? But Yang Dongxu took the part he said, if he didn't come, he obviously didn't know what to say.

　　 In the afternoon, two masons came over. Instead of opening a hole in the roof to get a chimney, they opened a hole in the back wall to lead the chimney out. The hands and feet of the two bricklayers are very neat. Yang Dongxu originally thought that there will be another half day's work tomorrow, and they will all get it done in one afternoon.

　　 "Uncle, you really didn't say anything about your work." I put a straw into the pot stove and lit it. After burning for a while, there was no smoke in the house. Yang Dongxu gave a thumbs-up to the working bricklayer.

　　 "Small owner's satisfaction is enough." The bricklayer grinned his teeth and exposed his yellowish teeth.

　　Since I am very satisfied with the work, the oval shape of the pot is very comfortable to see. A whole ticket of 10 yuan that I did not say was handed over and I did not need to find it.

　　 The two masons made a few concessions, and found that Yang Dongxu was really giving, not polite. The smile on his face was more generous and generous, saying that he would discount them if he had any work in the future.

　　The mason who had just walked out of the house went in and could not help but pull Yang Dongxu out. Wu Aibing glanced reluctantly at the half-assembled bike, as long as he closed the door and followed the lock.

　　 The location is a bit far away in Donganfu Hutong opposite Xinhua Gate of West Chang'an Street. Wu Aibing rode a bicycle by himself, and Yang Dongxu and Xuan Old Man sat on the scooter and chatted for a long time before they arrived.

　　 The yard is very big, and people know it is very big. The threshold of the gate is the waist of Yang Dongxu, a seven-year-old boy. The two big lions at the door are Wuwei.

　　 Old man Xuan pointed to the gate and introduced it as Guangliang Gate, which was only slightly lower than the gate of Wangfu. Those who can live in it can be rich or expensive in the past. After all, the stone lion at the door of the past cannot be placed by anyone who wants to.

　　 Although the gate is impressive, but it can't cover the run-down, especially after entering the house door, the disappointment in the eyes of Yang Dongxu through the vertical flower gate to the second courtyard is even stronger.

　　 The yard is very big, really big. The big four-yard yard has a garden, a rockery, and a small pond. This is not a big one. How big is it? Although there are no pavilions and towers comparable to the palace, it covers an area of ​​at least 3,000 square meters.

　　 is just too broken. The yard is full of grass and grass, and the kind of rabbits that can be ejected from the inside, let alone other snakes, insects, ants, and ants. The rooms are basically collapsed. Even if they are not collapsed, they are dangerous.

The main house did not clean up and could barely live, but living in such a courtyard is haunting at night, and it is not impossible to have any fox spirits, not looking outside the house, just looking at this house is nothing compared to the broken temple in the wilderness. the difference.

　　 Walking around, Yang Dongxu and his party returned to the house at the entrance of the house, which is the south house of the first row of houses in the courtyard. This is the only place where the whole courtyard can treat people, and there is only one room.

　　 This is the home of a 60-year-old man in an old-fashioned gown. There is a lot of mess in the bed, kitchen, and even the urinal. The air is sour.

　　 "Can I buy this house? Is it enough to rebuild one side to buy a similar house?" Yang Dongxu looked at the old man Xuan without covering his eyes, and said directly.

　　 The embarrassed look on the old man’s face smiled, and the old man’s face was also a bit ugly. Although some outsiders did not reach out to Yang Dongxu, he was not polite to speak: "If it is so broken, it is your turn to sell?"

　　 Old man Xuan was not polite, but Yang Dongxu agreed with him. It is because it is too broken, so there is no place to live in the government/house, otherwise it will become a big house.

　　 It was precisely because the old man, Tai Po, returned the old mansion after he was rehabilitated. At first, the old man did not sell his ancestral house, otherwise he would not repair the gate.

　　 But he forgot that he was no longer the kind of tyrant, and his family was no longer a Qing official, so the door just finished repairing his pockets and it came to an end. Coupled with other reasons, he was ready to sell the house.

　　 "How much is it?" Yang Dongxu looked back at the house through the opened door and asked.

"Five...three thousand, three thousand is fine." The homeowner grinned and showed a few teeth and gestured with his fingers~www.ltnovel.com~ This broken house sells so much money. ? It's not expensive at all, even if Yang Dongxu doesn't plan to rebuild it, the plot of a house placed here a few years later is not worth the price.

　　 But this price is more now, three thousand dollars is enough for Yang Dongxu to buy a three-entry yard, and it is still the kind that can live at any time.

　　Yang Dongxu glanced at Old Man Xuan and found that Old Man Xuanyou Foreign Things did not respond to himself at all. He knew that Old Man Xuan was not going to participate in the bargaining.

　　 "In this way, you don't have to say 3,000 anymore, I won't pit you. According to the current market price of 2,000 yuan, if you think it is OK, we will go through the formalities, but you have to move out after the year, and I am going to overhaul it here."

　　 Old man looked at old man Xuan, and looked at Wu Aibing. Apparently, an adult stood next to him, but it was a bit strange for a child to talk to him about the price.

　　 "It was he who paid the money to buy a house. Although he was young, he could take charge of things in the family, just like he said." The old man Xuan who just kept silent seemed to see the old man's doubts and said.

　　Yang Dongxu looked at the old man and then at the old man Xuan, thinking that there might be a relationship between the two. Otherwise, the discerning gaze of the old man will not take him to see such a broken house, even if he said that no matter whether the house is good or bad, as long as the place is large enough.

　　But since Old Man Xuan didn't tell himself on the road, Yang Dongxu didn't plan to ask. He just had to make sure that Old Man Xuan wouldn't pit himself, let alone 3,000 in such a large yard, even if the old man wanted to say 5,000 yuan, he would not lose.

"Well, I don’t need more than 2200 yuan. If we can, we will go through the procedures now, and I will move out immediately. It’s just a new year. I’m going back to the countryside for the Chinese New Year, and I don’t have to wait until next year." She looked at the panic yard and gritted her teeth.