An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Let's go back to Jiang Baobin.

He drove around in circles, unable to leave the city, and really didn't know where to unload the "goods".

Later, we reached the moat, found a secluded spot, and stuck our arms into an ice hole...

With the matter finally resolved, Jiang Baobin breathed a sigh of relief.

The car is unacceptable; it involves a member of the Kuomintang (KMT).

However, he did manage to steal the car mirror in the end.

I'm preparing to make a keepsake for Lao Yang.

Their family was so poor that they didn't even have a mirror to reflect their image.

Haha, this guy is showing signs of becoming like Yan Bugui—plucking feathers from every passing goose!

When they returned to the freight yard, Yang Lao Er, who had nothing better to do, was tinkering with his old wheelbarrow.

Jiang Baobin tossed him a pack of cigarettes, and the two started chatting.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Boss, no, Mr. Jiang, I'm thinking I can't just sit around doing nothing all the time, so I want to go back to my old profession."

The title was changed at Jiang Baobin's request, otherwise it would give the impression of either a capitalist or a landlord.

According to Jiang Baobin's idea, he should just call him Binzi, but Yang Lao Er absolutely refused.

So be it, let's call him Master Jiang. Anyway, old Beijingers all like to call him this Master or that Master.

Even the cart pullers have to call him "Master Ban'er".

After being called out, whether you are the one calling out or the one being called out, it's all over.

They don't think that having the word "grandpa" in one's name makes them any special.

After Yang Lao Er finished speaking, he revealed a handsome, simple smile.

"Are you planning to make pancakes too?"

"Yes, all the equipment is ready, mainly because the weather is warmer."

"Those wolf meats won't keep, so I'm thinking of trying to make them into pies."

Jiang Baobin admired Yang Lao Er for this.

He saw that the yard was empty and felt embarrassed to eat for free.

That's when they took the initiative to find a way out.

However, the idea of ​​selling wolf meat pies still struck Jiang Baobin as quite unusual.

So I started discussing with him: Is wolf meat delicious? What does it taste like?

Yang Lao Er wasn't quite sure either, saying he'd never done it before.

So we decided to prepare today and conduct the experiment tomorrow to see the results.

Jiang Baobin said, "Don't be too hasty. Right now, nobody in the market is taking charge."

"The lynxes and wild animals have all come out; it's the most chaotic time."

"Besides, prices are unstable. They were rising yesterday, but they've fallen today, and they'll probably continue to fall in the future."

"How do you source your goods? How much do you sell them for? Can your small business withstand the risks?"

Yang Lao Er really didn't have that many tricks up his sleeve.

His idea was simple: he felt that as a living, breathing person, he couldn't be idle.

Jiang Baobin fully understands his feelings; hardworking people feel guilty when they are idle.

So he said to him, "You don't need to rush, let's take it easy first."

"I'm also thinking about what to do that's easy and profitable."

Yang Lao Er was quite speechless—where would there be so many good things?

Jiang Baobin laughed and said, "There's more than enough food here for several more months, what are you panicking about?"

"Alright, I'll do as you say, sir."

Jiang Baobin scratched his chin: "Old Yang, do you have any good ideas?"

"Huh?" Yang Lao Er was taken aback by the question and shook his head blankly.

Jiang Baobin laughed too, realizing he had indeed chosen the wrong person.

Back in my room, I took stock of what I had accomplished that day:

Ten small yellow croakers and 500+ silver dollars—this is really not much for a big corrupt official.

But it just happens to fill his empty wallet.

The main issue was the large sum of gold yuan notes. Jiang Baobin didn't investigate, but it seemed to be over a million, likely embezzled military funds.

At a conversion rate of 1:80, it would be worth more than 1 yuan, but he exchanged it all for other things.

There are still over 1 jin of opium, which he doesn't understand and needs to consult Liu Decai.

Faced with a large sum of money, Jiang Baobin's ambitions grew—

It's really Zhao Zhibang and Sun Shidong who fattened him up!

What could be more profitable than this kind of "business"?

This thought startled him, and he quickly reminded himself:

Calm down, calm down! I'm a good person, I'm a good person...

Xitao Hutong.

Exhausted, Liu Decai immediately put on a warm smile upon seeing Jiang Baobin: "You're here, Binzi."

"Hey, Uncle Liu."

"Let's go inside."

"Alright."

Jiang Baobin was carrying gifts such as cigarettes and alcohol in one hand.

In his other hand, he was carrying a large, heavy-looking suitcase.

He didn't ask.

Once inside, Liu Decai's expression became even more enthusiastic.

"Binzi, thank you so much! Ling'er told me everything when she got back."

"If it weren't for you, she would probably be dead there."

"You saved Ling'er, which is equivalent to saving my old life!"

"Without her, there's no point in me living."

"Hey! What are you saying? You'll be enjoying a comfortable life in the future."

Liu Decai forced a smile.

Jiang Baobin then asked, "What's wrong? Where's your daughter?"

"He came back late last night and told me everything."

"She even cried, which is unusual for her."

"What a pity, he said early this morning that his mother appeared to him in a dream, and that an enemy is still at large."

"She must find someone to take revenge, or she won't have peace of mind."

"Sigh, here I am, out looking for someone again."

Jiang Baobin was both amused and exasperated; Old Liu's fate was truly unpredictable.

His wife is gone, and his daughter is as stubborn as a mule.

To have an enemy, especially a truly cunning and elusive one, someone you never see again.

Isn't this torture? Anyone who gets stuck with this kind of setup would be in for a world of trouble.

Then they talked about the changes outside, and Jiang Baobin also mentioned that no one was going to pursue the matter from last night.

Liu Decai was also relieved.

Then, he asked Liu Decai for advice on what he should do.

As a result, Lao Liu strongly encouraged him to play the small drum with him.

Promoting the trade in old items is a complex skill; with this expertise, one can live a life free from financial worries.

Jiang Baobin scratched his head: "To be honest, I've tried, but I can't do it."

This puzzled Liu Decai: "Weren't you quite interested? You bought so many?"

"I realized it later, probably because I'm always dealing with old things."

"People will become sluggish and old-fashioned."

"I'm not even 20 yet, but I'm acting like an old man."

"That won't do! It's definitely not going to work."

"Relatively speaking, I'm quite active, so I'd better do something else."

Liu Decai laughed: "Alright, figure it out yourself. Anyway, I'm always welcome."

"Okay, thank you for thinking so highly of me."

"That's not quite right. We're practically brothers now."

"You saved my daughter, which means you saved me! Don't say things like that again."

"Alright."

Why is Jiang Baobin in such a hurry to find a job?

Because he might not know much else, but he had heard his grandmother tell many stories about this kind of thing.

That's treating people like donkeys, and a donkey... well, a donkey is still a donkey.

Because donkeys are more precious than people; they are the apple of the villagers' eyes!

Humans can go hungry, but donkeys can't.

From now on, it's absolutely impossible for Jiang Baobin to rest on his laurels and live off his past achievements.

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