Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 703 Daytime Noise, Unexpected Encounter, Interception

"No, no problem..." The middle-aged woman forced a dry laugh, her face pale. At this moment, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

It should be noted that the year after He Daqing ran away with the White Widow, when Sha Zhu was 16 years old, He Daqing sent money to Yi Zhonghai, asking him to pass it on to Sha Zhu and his sister.

I don't know what Yi Zhonghai was thinking back then, so he didn't tell Sha Zhu and his sister. Of course, he often helped the two siblings out of their daily lives.

As time went on, the matter could only be left as it was. Later, the older woman learned that Yi Zhonghai wanted Sha Zhu to take care of them in their old age, so he started to do favors for them and cultivate their relationship from a young age.

Now that Sha Zhu and his sister are going to Baoding to find He Daqing, their scheme is definitely going to be exposed.

If things are exposed, with Sha Zhu's reckless and hot-tempered nature, wouldn't he tear their house down?
No, we need to tell the head of the household quickly and ask him to think of a solution.

"Hey, where are you going?" Jia Zhangshi asked anxiously as she watched the older woman's expression change and her hurried steps toward the door.

"We'll talk later. If you need anything, just ask my husband, Lao Yi..."

Watching the middle-aged woman clumsily jogging, Jia Zhangshi spat lightly with a cold smile, muttering something under her breath, and opened the door to enter the house with great pleasure.

Just as I was about to ask Qin Huairu to share, I heard a slightly eerie cat meow coming from the crack in the door that wasn't closed tightly in the inner room.

"Pah—you vixen—"

Holding the locust blossoms in her arms, Madam Jia naturally understood what was going on. Thinking that her son had just recovered his health, he was now being bewitched by Qin Huairu, that vixen, and was constantly on the move, she felt a little worried and angry.

Even the strongest iron can't withstand being tormented day and night!
Although she was annoyed and furious that Qin Huairu, that vixen, was always busy, she knew she couldn't scare the two of them. So, she angrily opened the door carefully and returned to the courtyard, sitting at the door to watch over the gate.

Half an hour later, the door was pushed open, and Gao Dongxu, dressed neatly and looking refreshed, walked out.

"Mom, I'm going to the supply and marketing cooperative to bring back the New Year's goods—"

Jia Zhangshi stood up, holding the locust flowers, and said irritably, "Let's rest for a while before we go."

"Hehe, no need, I'm afraid they'll be sold out if I go too late." Gao Dongxu smiled and poked Huaihua's fair cheek. He then walked to his bicycle and pushed it out.

"Slow down—"

"understood."

Looking at Gao Dongxu's tall back, Jia Zhangshi felt both gratified and angry. She pushed open the door and entered the room, just in time to see Qin Huairu, with a blush on her fair and plump face and a look of spring in her eyes, walking out from the inner room while adjusting the buttons on her red cotton-padded jacket.

"You sly fox, are you trying to blew Dongxu dry?"

Faced with Jia Zhangshi's curses, Qin Huairu's originally rosy face turned pale. She was both ashamed and angry, but dared not retort. She lowered her head in grievance and explained in a trembling voice, "It was Dongxu who insisted... I, I couldn't go against him..."

"Useless thing, stop sticking your dick out in front of him. You just gave birth to Huaihua, you don't want to get pregnant again, do you?"

"No," Qin Huairu said hastily, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment.

"Then you should mind your own business—"

"Mom, what's the use of you caring about me if you don't care about Dongxu..." Qin Huairu couldn't hold back any longer and retorted with frustration and grievance.

. . . . . .

Gao Dongxu, who had already cycled to the nearby supply and marketing cooperative, looked at the long queue and was speechless. With such a long line, how long would it take to get there?

After hesitating for a moment, he got on his bike and headed to other supply and marketing cooperatives. He went to two more places and actually found one with a short queue.

After setting up his bicycle, Gao Dongxu lit a cigarette and joined the queue. About half an hour later, Gao Dongxu had bought all the New Year's goods and walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative, where he began to hang and tie them onto his bicycle.

After getting everything ready, Gao Dongxu got on his bike and was about to leave when he saw Uncle Yan Bugui standing in the long queue. He couldn't help but push his bike over to greet him.

"Uncle, what brings you here to buy things too?"

Gao Dongxu clearly saw the third uncle pause for a moment, then frown and look at him, asking, "Comrade, are you talking to me?"

"Yes, Third Uncle, are you alright?" Gao Dongxu asked, a wry smile on his face.

"Comrade, you've mistaken me for someone else, haven't you? I'm not some kind of Third Uncle. Although my nickname does have 'Uncle' in it, it's just 'Pian'er Uncle'—" Pian'er Uncle joked.

People in the queue who knew Pian'er Ye also laughed.

Upon hearing the name, Gao Dongxu knew he had mistaken the person for someone else. This was Pian'er Ye from "The Little Woman Under the Zhengyang Gate." Well, upon closer inspection, the appearance was indeed somewhat different, but the biggest difference was in temperament.

"Sorry, I mistook you for someone else. You look so much like someone I know," Gao Dongxu explained with a smile.

"Hehe, really? For your son to mistake him, it means they must look very alike. Maybe we can get to know each other sometime. Maybe they're even distant relatives." Pian'er Ye was a slick-looking Beijing street performer. Seeing that Gao Dongxu was tall and strong, handsome and energetic, wearing clean work clothes and riding a bicycle, he immediately knew that Gao Dongxu was no ordinary person and took the initiative to be friendly and start a conversation.

Gao Dongxu quickly recalled some information about Pian'erye and was pleasantly surprised to find that Pian'erye owned a three-courtyard house left by his grandfather, which was eventually sold to the female lead, Xu Huizhen.

He happened to need a house to serve as his secret base, convenient for both martial arts practice and the refining of evil children. "So you're Master Pian'er? I've heard so much about you—" Gao Dongxu immediately showed a delighted expression, quickly took out a cigarette, and lit it for the somewhat surprised and bewildered Master Pian'er.

Many people in the queue looked at the two of them with curiosity.

"Comrade, do we know each other before?" After taking a puff of his Daqianmen cigarette, Pian'erye frowned slightly and looked at Gao Dongxu, who was smiling, and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know him, but I've heard people mention your son," Gao Dongxu said with a smile.

"Oh? What did they talk about?" Pian'erye smiled, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Gao Dongxu.

Gao Dongxu glanced around, then looked at Pian'er Ye and smiled, "Let's talk privately—"

Pian'er raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at Gao Dongxu, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes and didn't seem like a wicked person. In addition, with so many neighbors around in broad daylight, even if the other party was coming for him with ill intentions, he wasn't afraid.

"it is good."

After agreeing, Pian'erye didn't forget to call his wife to stand in his place, and then walked to a corner with Gao Dongxu, who was pushing the cart.

"What do you want? Just say it," Pian'erye said to Gao Dongxu without beating around the bush.

Gao Dongxu smiled and gave the other person a thumbs up, flattering him, "As expected, I couldn't hide it from you, son. To be honest, I really didn't expect to meet you in this way. Today is truly an accident. A few days ago, I was inquiring on the black market about whether anyone was selling houses, and someone told me that you, Master Pian, have a house near Zhengyangmen. Isn't that a coincidence?"

When Pian'er Ye first heard Gao Dongxu mention the black market, his expression changed, but when he heard it was about the house, he relaxed.

"You want to buy a house? Do you know what kind of house I'm buying?" Pian'er asked with a half-smile, smoking a cigarette and looking Gao Dongxu up and down.

“A three-courtyard house, right?” Gao Dongxu said with a faint smile.

"Oh?" Pian'erye looked at Gao Dongxu's calm smile with some surprise. As if worried that Gao Dongxu did not know the value of a three-courtyard siheyuan, he said with a bit of pride, "This siheyuan of mine was passed down from my ancestors. It has a total of 17 rooms. Among them, the north room has 3 main rooms and 2 side rooms, 5 rooms in total; the east and west rooms each have 3 rooms; the south room has 4 rooms; including the main gate and the hanging flower gate, there are a total of 17 rooms, with an area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters."

"Name your price—" Gao Dongxu said with a smile as he watched the cigarette in Pian'er's hand burn out, and immediately offered him another one.

Seeing that Gao Dongxu didn't seem to be making fun of him, Pian'er frowned slightly and hesitated. It wasn't a secret that he was selling the house; he had already been talking about it in the tavern.

Actually, he was also squeezed out by that kid Fan Jinyou. Of course, he had always wanted to do some business and show his talents and ambitions, but unfortunately he had always been troubled by not having the capital.

In addition, they encountered a year of great famine and could no longer make ends meet, so everyone in the family went back to their hometown in Northeast China, leaving only the two of them in Beijing, guarding this big courtyard, eating coarse food and having nothing to do but watch helplessly.

Thinking about the verbal promise he had made to Chen Xueru at the silk shop a couple of days ago, he hesitated about what price to quote to maximize his own profit.

Gao Dongxu didn't urge Pian'er Ye, but waited patiently.

Before long, Pian'er finally made up his mind. Looking at Gao Dongxu, he held up one finger and said, "Ten thousand yuan. I'll pay the deposit today, the balance tomorrow, and I'll hand over the keys the day after tomorrow!"

Although Gao Dongxu was mentally prepared, he did not expect the other party to ask for such a high price.

You have to understand, in this day and age, ten thousand yuan is an astronomical price.

Gao Dongxu knew that Pian'erye had definitely overcharged him, and that he would never have offered Chen Xueru and Xu Huizhen this price.

However, Gao Dongxu did not intend to haggle over the price now; he wanted to see the house first. Pian'erye said no problem and immediately had Gao Dongxu ride his bicycle to Dashilan.

Upon entering the alley and arriving at the door of Pian'erye's house, Gao Dongxu immediately took a liking to the bright and spacious gate of this courtyard house.

"Impressive, isn't it?" Seeing Gao Dongxu's expression and eyes, Pian'erye said with a hint of pride, "My ancestors were truly wealthy."

"It is indeed impressive." Gao Dongxu nodded with a smile, then looked at Pian'erye and continued, "However, at this time of year, such grandeur is too conspicuous—"

Pian'er chuckled twice, stepped forward to open the door, and forcefully pushed open the two large doors, saying to Gao Dongxu, "Please—"

Gao Dongxu casually picked up the bicycle and carried it lightly through the gate.

Standing in the courtyard, Gao Dongxu looked around and nodded in satisfaction. It could be said that the entire courtyard was very well-built, with large houses and well-preserved eaves and other features.

Led by Pian'erye, Gao Dongxu toured the entire courtyard and discovered the furniture and porcelain inside the house, all of which were fine items.

The furniture is all made of huanghuali and zitan wood from the mid-Qing Dynasty, and most of the porcelain on the display shelves is also from the mid-Qing Dynasty. The two Tang tri-color horses are particularly eye-catching.

After Gao Dongxu finished walking around without making a sound, he said to the shopkeeper, "Can the price be lowered a bit?"

Master Pian shook his head and said frankly, "Actually, I have already promised a buyer for this house, but it's just a verbal promise. If you want it, it'll be at a fixed price."

"I don't have that much cash, how about gold?" Gao Dongxu asked, frowning.

Pian'er's eyes lit up, and he said, "Half cash, half small yellow croaker!"

(End of this chapter)