Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 1089 Hidden in the city

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, two major events occurred in Hong Kong Island.

First, the serial killer of the "evil spirit" case, Rooney Ben Gisela, also known as Jellyfish, committed suicide out of fear in the detention center.

His death was very strange and outrageous. He tied the shackles around his neck and strangled himself to death.

Second, since meeting Guo Hanhong in Baisha Bay Villa, the evil spirit disappeared again.

Du Weiguo did not take any public transportation, nor did he notify anyone, including his two women in Hong Kong Island. He suddenly disappeared without a sound.

So, naturally, no one knew where he went, which once again confirmed the speculation that Du Weiguo's grandson had a submarine.

The third day of the Lunar New Year, noon, Wanhua District, western Taipei.

Another name for this place is Monga, which is the place of the same name in the movie. It is the most prosperous commercial area in Taipei, with a dense population and a mixed crowd.

It is the Spring Festival now, and Monga is extremely lively. The entire street is hung with festive red lanterns, and people are crowded together.

At the Shuihua Market on Xiyuan Road, there is an old newsstand on the corner. Du Weiguo picked up a copy of the United Daily News printed today, threw down a 20-yuan bill without asking, and turned and left.

In fact, he didn't know how much a copy of the newspaper cost, but it definitely couldn't be worth 20 yuan. It was just that this was the smallest denomination of Taiwan dollars in his space.

Holding the newspaper, Du Weiguo bought an oyster omelet from a roadside stall, and then squatted on the roadside with his legs crossed in a very ungraceful manner.

He ate snacks with big mouthfuls while flipping through the newspaper absentmindedly.

The United Daily News is currently the most popular newspaper in Taiwan. It has a total of 12 pages, of which page 8 is the lifestyle page, which contains scattered small life information and tips.

Mixed in among them were all kinds of messy advertisements, including job recruitment, job hunting, babysitting, lock opening, tooth extraction, tutoring, buying and selling information, etc. It was a bit like the 58.com of later generations.

Among them, when Du Weiguo saw an inconspicuous information about the purchase of ancient coins, the corners of his mouth curled up silently.

  The ad reads:

We sincerely accept ancient coins from all dynasties, including knife coins, copper coins, gold and silver ingots. We offer preferential prices and are honest and trustworthy. Come quickly. The address is a three-legged ancient coin shop near the New Taipei Metropolis.

Three legs means golden toad, which is an auspicious symbol for attracting wealth and treasure. This was the secret code agreed upon by Guishou and Du Weiguo before, representing that he and Wuchang are both safe and sound.

"Haha, as expected, this old fox Ghost Hand is hiding very well."

Du Weiguo devoured the remaining oyster omelet in one gulp and threw the greasy brown paper and newspaper into the trash basket on the side of the road.

Then he took out a strange copper coin from the space. It was black, covered with rust but as shiny as new, and played with it in his hand.

This is a copper coin that is dark blue all over, with an indescribable ancient charm. It has a round hole and looks like a jade pendant, with a few unfamiliar ancient seal characters engraved on it.

This is an extremely rare Gongtun red gold round coin, one of the famous and precious ancient coins from the Pre-Qin and Warring States Periods, and its surviving number is extremely small.

It is so rare that there is only one in the whole of China.

If this thing is genuine, in later generations, it can easily be used to buy a big house in the core area of ​​​​the old city.

Of course, this thing is also very punishable. If you are caught buying or selling it, you will be punished by stepping on a sewing machine for the rest of your life.

This was the contact token that Guishou gave to Du Weiguo. At that time, Du Weiguo casually asked, "Is this copper coin rare?"

Ghost Hand's original words were:

“It’s very rare. The one in your hand is the only genuine one I’ve seen so far, and it’s probably the only one in the world now. But it’s not difficult to copy.

Using worthless fragments of bronze wares from the Warring States period as raw materials, you can make as many imitations as you want, and no one except me can tell the difference. "

Du Weiguo asked again: "Then you have become rich, how many have you counterfeited?"

The ghost hand shook his head and smiled cunningly:

"Not a single one has been counterfeited. The world has just stabilized, antiques are not valuable yet, and this ancient coin has not yet appeared in the world, so it is not the right time to counterfeit it."

Du Weiguo understood it immediately. As the saying goes, gold is valuable in troubled times, while antiques are valuable in prosperous times.

Now that World War II has just ended, there are still local wars, Citigroup and the Bears are in confrontation, and a war is imminent. It is not the time for antiques to be popular.

These old underground objects really began to gain popularity in the 80s, and trading volume reached a peak in the 90s, which was also the time when tomb robbing activities were most rampant.

After the millennium, with the instigation of certain people, antiques were hyped up to sky-high prices.

The old fox, Guishou, is just waiting for the ancient coin to be hyped to the highest point before he copies it and makes a huge profit.

It is even very likely that the only red gold round coin in the world was released from his hands.

To put it bluntly, this is no different from the Bitcoin speculation in later generations. There are bankers and manipulators behind the scenes. It's a complete pig-killing scheme.

However, this guy Ghost Hand still has a conscience. He did not provoke ordinary people and only focused on taking advantage of the rich.

This is also one of the reasons why Du Weiguo looks down on antiques. They are all decorations with no practical use, just dead objects and not worth it.

Some people would say that antiques have archaeological value and historical significance, but Du Weiguo would refute that.

  It’s just like living your life. A hero never brags about his past achievements. No matter how great your ancestors were in the past, they are of no use if you are a piece of shit now.

You can’t beat Korea in football, and you can’t beat Japan in fighting. These two tiny countries used to have to kneel down and call China daddy. Do you still have the nerve to mention your ancestors?

These old objects, especially the funerary objects unearthed from ancient tombs, should be left to sleep underground forever.

I have strayed off topic. Near noon, a flashy and domineering black Cadillac Fleetwood slowly stopped at the door of the Sanxian Ancient Money House.

A capable young man swiftly jumped out of the driver's seat, trotted to the back seat and opened the car door.

Du Weiguo, dressed in a suit and shiny leather shoes, looking like a successful man, got out of the car leisurely, holding a cigar in his mouth.

"Well, Zhou, Wait for me in the car."

Du Weiguo gave a faint instruction, and the young man nodded quickly: "OK, sir."

This car was stolen by Du Weiguo. Well, strictly speaking, it should be considered as robbery.

Just now on the roadside, when Du Weiguo was about to steal a car, he saw a greasy fat man forcibly kissing a little girl in this car.

So, this car naturally became his vehicle. The fat man was knocked unconscious by him and thrown to the side of the road. It was estimated that he would not be able to regain consciousness in a few weeks.

As for the young man driving the car, his surname is Zhou and he is a driver hired temporarily by Du Weiguo.

I just happened to see Xiao Zhou's job application in the newspaper. I was quite impressed. He can speak English and claims to be an expert on all things Taiwan and Taiwan and a mountain bike driver in Taoyuan.

Du Weiguo created a new persona for himself: a returnee from Citibank, the general manager of a company stationed in Taiwan. He had just arrived, his Mandarin was very poor, and he didn't know the way.

Sanxian Ancient Coin House is a two-story red brick building on the street. Judging from the brightness of the paint on the plaque, it is obviously a newly opened store.

"Dingling~"

Pushing the door open and walking in, the windows are bright and clean. There are not many decorations in the store, but it has an antique charm, and is also filled with incense. It looks quite presentable. However, there are few customers, not even a single customer, and it seems very deserted.

There was a young man dozing off behind the counter. When he heard the doorbell, he rubbed his eyes and stood up to greet the door.

"Boss, Happy New Year. Do you want to see old coins? We have everything in our store, including Pre-Qin knife coins, Han Dynasty five-coin coins, and the Kaiyuan altar~~"

  Du Weiguo interrupted him with a smile:

"Young man, I'm not buying money today. I have an old coin and I'd like to ask your shop owner to help me take a look at it."

  Upon hearing this, the boy's eyes suddenly showed a cunning look:

"Oh? The shopkeeper is not here. Boss, if you have any ancient coins, please take them out and let me see them first."

Du Weiguo glanced at the young man, who had a clean-cut mouth and no beard at all. He could be no more than 20 years old.

He laughed, his tone teasing:

"Hey, young man, you are so young, how can you look at old stuff?" How could a young man with full blood stand being looked down upon? The young man's face immediately turned red, and he argued in an embarrassed tone:

"Of course I can't. Who am I looking down on? As long as you bring me some ancient coins, I can tell their origins at a glance."

"Okay, then you can help Qiao Qiao find out the origin of this old coin of mine."

Du Weiguo felt playful and took out the Gongtun red gold round coin from his bosom and handed it to him.

"Sigh~"

The young man was not a complete layman and had some vision. After taking the old money and taking a quick look at it, he couldn't help but gasp.

In the antique appraisal industry, there is a saying called "opening the door" or "opening the eyes", which means to see the truth at first sight. This old coin belongs to this category.

"Made of old red copper, with round edges and a round hole. The back is plain, and the front has ancient seal characters. This should be a coin from the Warring States Period. The round hole should be from the Wei Dynasty~~"

At this point, the clerk suddenly grabbed the copper coin and walked towards the counter, saying as he walked:

"No, I have to look up ancient books to see what these seal characters mean, so that I can accurately determine the origin of this coin."

"Ouch~"

However, the young man had just turned around when Du Weiguo grabbed his left shoulder. He instantly cried out in pain, feeling as if he was clamped by a pair of pliers, and half of his body was numb.

"You, what are you doing? Do you want to eat something horizontal? You, do you know who the owner of this store is?"

The young man yelled in a timid manner, and Du Weiguo grabbed his wrist and took the old coin out of his hand.

  Du Weiguo let him go, gently twisted the ancient coin with his fingers, and said jokingly:

"You can look at the goods, but you can only look at them in person and you can't leave the counter. This is the rule of the underworld. Brother, don't you understand?"

The young man covered his sore shoulder, with fear and resentment in his eyes: "I, of course I~"

"Xiao Ma, it's New Year's Day, why are you making such a fuss?"

Suddenly, an old and majestic scolding voice came from the back hall, and then the door curtain was lifted and an old man walked out.

The old man had white hair and a youthful face, a thick white beard, a bright look in his eyes, and was wearing a long dark green satin jacket. On his left thumb was a jade ring with a soft proportion.

He has an imposing bearing and a hint of transcendence, looking very much like a knowledgeable and famous figure in the antique business.

However, when Du Weiguo saw the old man, he almost burst out laughing. When he saw him, the corners of the old man's mouth seemed to have a stroke and he couldn't help twitching.

This old man is the ghost hand. He now has a delicate and thin face, and his hair and beard are real, just dyed.

There was something unknown padded under the mask, which deformed his original face a little, but it was still recognizable.

Not only that, there were things stuffed under his feet, shoulders, waist, and cheeks, and even his voice was changed, making it absolutely indistinguishable from the real thing and no one could recognize him.

Let’s put it this way, if Du Weiguo didn’t have the ability to see through things, even with his extraordinary eyesight, he wouldn’t be able to see through the ghost hand’s disguise.

No, what Ghost Hand did has gone beyond the scope of disguise. It should be a serious disguise, and the thin skin on his face should be the legendary human skin mask.

"Boss, this big idiot came in and said he wanted to appraise old money, but suddenly he stretched out his hand and hit someone for no reason! I think he is a jerk!!"

The young man is not very old, but he is full of bad intentions. He lies, farts and throws dirty water at will.

Eating raw rice is highway robbery, which is considered stealing, and is one of the lowest classes of people, and one that ranks relatively low among them. It is even worse than prostitution and has always been despised by people.

Fuck you, you dare to call the evil spirit a big fool! And you said he eats raw rice! Upon hearing this, Guishou was so scared that sweat broke out on his forehead.

  He didn't care about acting anymore and interrupted him with a scolding:

"Xiao Ma, shut the fuck up, you are fired, get out now!"

Xiao Ma was confused and was about to explain: "Boss~"

"Snapped!"

The ghost hand exerted all its strength, swung its arm, and slapped the boy in the face:

"I told you to get out right now. Are you deaf? Do you want to die?"

"Okay, okay, just wait for me!"

The young man was stunned for a few seconds, glared at Du Weiguo and Guishou hatefully, said something harsh, then covered his face and trotted out the door.

Du Weiguo flicked his fingers lightly, and the Gongtun red gold round coin suddenly made a crisp sound like the collision of metals, and danced happily in the air.

  Taking the old money, Du Weiguo said with a slightly teasing tone:

"Ghost Hand, you found a good place, hidden in the city, but the guy you found is not that good, right?"

Upon hearing this, the ghost hand couldn't help but tremble: "Sir, you, you recognized me? You were here a long time ago?"

At this moment, he regained his voice, and Du Weiguo also understood his implication.

Presumably, he was very confident in his disguise skills and found it hard to believe that Du Weiguo saw through him at just one glance.

"No, I just arrived at Wandao today, but I make a living with my eyes. Ghost Hand, is this your zodiac year? The red shorts look festive."

Du Weiguo shook his head and chuckled, first pointing at his eyes and then at his crotch. He was wearing a pair of bright red briefs underneath.

The ghost hand reacted instantly and was dumbfounded: "Sir, you, your eyes~"

Du Weiguo nodded:

"Ghost Hand, your disguise is very exquisite, it can be said to be flawless. No one can tell with eyesight alone. By the way, where is Wuchang? He is not here?"

After all, Guishou was an old hand, and he recovered from his shock in an instant, and replied in a deep voice:

"Oh, he's not in the store. He's driving a taxi now."

At this point, he took out his pocket watch from his collar and took a look:

"The time is almost up. He will soon go to the restaurant across the street to eat. This is what we agreed in advance."

As soon as he finished speaking, a semi-new taxi slowly stopped on the opposite road, and a middle-aged man with a hunchback got out of the driver's seat.

This guy has sparse yellow hair, droopy eyes, a slight overbite, and an untidy beard. He is completely different from the handsome and rebellious Wuchang. Even if his biological mother came, she would not be able to recognize him.

From this we can see how advanced Ghost Hand's disguise skills are, and also that the profession of taxi driver is also cleverly designed.

You have free time, are well-informed, and highly concealed. You won't be noticed wherever you go, and you also have strong mobility.

Guishou and Wuchang, one still and one moving, one inside and one outside, echo each other. Although they are hidden in the bustling world, they are as steady as Mount Tai.

This is the secret weapon of the old-school gangsters: blending in with the world and living in seclusion in the city.

After Wuchang got off the car, he bent down and patted his trouser legs casually, then turned his head and glanced towards the Sanxian Ancient Coin House.

The next second, his body froze, his pupils suddenly contracted, he swallowed subconsciously, slowly raised his arms, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

When he finally saw the tall and handsome figure through the glass window, and it was indeed Du Weiguo, his eyes suddenly turned red.

  "Good fellow! Ghost Hand, how come you made Wuchang's hair bald? Is this due to some personal grudge?

"Seeing Wuchang's appearance, Du Weiguo smiled. Wuchang lowered his head awkwardly and muttered softly:

"No, it's okay, it will grow back."

With such great kung fu skills, Wuchang no longer cared about anything and rushed over like a sharp arrow, his tone very excited.

"Sir! You are finally back!"