The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Although Ma Desheng was not left by Wu Yuan, Wu Yuan could still feel it after several contacts.

This man is very reliable.

Reliable people generally don't talk much.

So for Wu Yuan's confession and instructions, Ma Desheng said in one word: "OK."

After leaving You Chu's unit, Wu Yuan went directly back to Huang Lao's courtyard.

He let go here for a long time, and when he came back, he saw that Master Meng and the others had done a good job and meticulously.

With him or without him, it doesn't seem to make any difference.

It feels like letting go.

Of course, it is impossible for Wu Yuan to completely let go of Huang Lao's courtyard house.

Even if he let go of the renovation of his own courtyard, it is impossible to completely ignore Huang Lao's courtyard.

After all, this is a standing signboard.

In a sense, it is more important than the courtyard house we live in.

But if you let it go for a day, it's still okay.

So after reading it, Wu Yuan planned to go to his own courtyard and Yan Ruqing's courtyard to have a look.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he ran into Boss Jin who was looking around.

"Boss Jin, why are you here?"

After all, it is still early to install the floor, and it is impossible for the delivery to be delivered so early.

Even if it is delivered, there is no place to put it.

As soon as Boss Jin saw Wu Yuan, he stretched out his hand with emotion and said, "Boss Wu, I finally found you."

Immediately after the two shook hands, Boss Jin said in a tone of self-criticism: "Boss Wu, the reception was not good last time, so don't take it to heart. Let's pick another date, and I will definitely arrange it properly."

"What's Boss Jin talking about?" Wu Yuan smiled and said, "I ate and drank quite well last time, and I also had a good chat with Boss Lu, Boss Jin, and Boss Tu."

"As for the reunion next time, I am definitely looking forward to it. But I am not looking forward to how Boss Jin will arrange it, but looking forward to the opportunity to talk freely with several bosses."

What he said was watertight.

Boss Jin deeply felt that this temporary visit was the right one.

That guy Boss Lu is very mysterious, he refuses to speak out, at worst, I, Lao Jin, will come over in person.

Give sincerity, lower your posture.

Then add two Huazi...

Wu Yuan took a look at Hua Zi, and declined, "It would be nice if Boss Jin could come, why bother spending so much money?"

"No fee, no fee." Boss Jin firmly thrust into Wu Yuan's arms: "Boss Wu, if you don't charge me, you will look down on me, Lao Jin."

This is true, in order to think highly of you, I have to accept it.

Of course, those who say this are generally expressing their determination to give gifts.

Wu Yuan took the opportunity to accept it and said, "Okay, Boss Jin, I'll take this cigarette first. But when we get together next time, I'll be the host."

As for the pulling technique, Wu Yuan was only at the elementary level.

It can only be stretched to this extent.

Boss Jin watched him accept Hua Zi, and answered vaguely first. As for who will be the host next time, he would not rely on his words, but on his hands.

Hua Zi sent it away, and Boss Jin made an excuse and left.

The courtyard in front of him is Huang Lao's house, that's right, he has already asked the surrounding neighbors about this.

Wu Yuan happened to be going to his courtyard, so he simply sent Boss Jin to the entrance of the alley.

Boss Jin declined several times: "Boss Wu, hold back."

As a result, Wu Yuan didn't really stop until it was delivered to the gate of his courtyard.

Seeing Boss Jin's figure disappear at the entrance of the alley, Wu Yuan turned around and entered his second courtyard.

As a result, as soon as he entered the middle courtyard, he saw Gong Dabiao and his masters forming a circle, staring at something.

Wu Yuan's heart skipped a beat, could it be that he dug up another ashes urn?

Even if he doesn't shy away from it, he still has to call the police, troublesome.

So he couldn't wait to ask: "What are you doing?"

Hearing his voice, Gong Dabiao uttered a conditioned reflex, then turned around as if offering a treasure, and came up to him with a rag in his hand, "Boss, what do you think this is?"

On the rags lay two metal pieces, dull and dull.

Wu Yuan didn't notice it at first, until he took it in his hand, it was heavier than expected, and he realized immediately: "Little yellow croaker?"

Gong Dabiao nodded proudly.

"Where did you find it?"

"When we pushed the wall, we found it in the hole in the wall."

Two small yellow croakers, according to the standard of the Republic of China, are about 65 grams.

Today's market price of gold is seventy or eighty yuan per gram.

It's only about 5,000 yuan if it's full of money.

This amount of money, in 1988, was considered a large sum for Wu Yuan.

But right now, it's just a matter of trying to make a fortune and celebrate.

So when he was happy, Wu Yuan directly took one of the Huazi that Boss Jin had given him, and gave it to Gong Dabiao, saying: "Thank you for your hard work, big guy, take it and share it with the big guy."

Gong Dabiao saw a whole Huazi.

Compared with the bag of Huazi next door, it's much more awesome.

Immediately, the corners of his mouth involuntarily grinned higher, this feeling of being compared to Li Hongzhong is really good.

Wu Yuan went out with two small yellow croakers and another Huazi, and was about to find Ma Mingchao and put them back in the car.

As a result, he bumped into the old man who walked over step by step while supporting his old waist.

"Yo, my lord, what's the matter with you?"

"Don't mention it!" The old man waved his hand, letting Wu Yuan hang on to him and said, "These two days and two nights will make my old bones miserable."

"Who dares to torment the master, isn't that eating a bear's heart and a leopard's guts?"

"No one, no one," the old man waved his hands feebly, "I'm the one torturing myself."

"What's the matter?"

"Xiao Wu, don't ask me any more, can you? Then I'm having trouble with you right now."

"Okay, okay, where are you going, I'll help you there."

"I'm not going anywhere, so I'm looking for you."

"What do you want me for?"

"Don't you have a lot of people here? Can you divide me into a few people and fill in the hole in my yard?"

"How big is the pit? Take me to have a look."

After a while, Wu Yuan was dumbfounded as he stood by the screen wall of that grandfather's house.

"Grandpa, you are digging three, digging treasures!"

"That's right! My master is just digging for treasures. Maybe you can dig up a few pots of Yuan Datou, but don't you allow me to dig up gold or silver ingots?"

Wu Yuan earnestly said: "Master, the urn we dug up a few days ago was indeed the urn, it's absolutely true. But it's nothing, and it's not good to hear about it, so we kept it a secret."

After hearing this, the master stomped his feet: "Xiao Wu, you have hurt me."

"Then don't be angry, this thing is just like your antique, it's all about fate." Wu Yuan said, and took out the little yellow croaker from his pocket: "When the fate comes, the baby will naturally find you."

The old man's eyes lit up immediately: "Where did you dig this?"

Wu Yuan put away the little yellow croaker and said, "Master, I didn't dig it out, but took it out from a hole in the wall."

So the old man looked at the blue brick walls all over the yard, and fell into deep thought...