The Life of a Son-in-Law in a Courtyard House

When Yang Dalin asked about the price, the other party replied directly: "A short one is a small yellow croaker, with 100 bullets; a long one is a large yellow croaker, with two sets of bullets for 200 bullets."

Yang Dalin was unsure whether the price was high or low.

However, haggling is a habit of ordinary people like us.

Besides, I didn't buy grains or meat, which are the most valuable things at the moment.

There must be very few people buying this.

However, this thing is difficult to separate, so Yang Dalin said: "It's expensive, one large yellow croaker, two long ones, and one short one."

The longer one needs to be a German-made 98K, with 1000 rounds of ammunition; the shorter one needs to be a Mauser C96 M712, with 500 rounds of ammunition.

The other side did not expect Yang Dalin to need so many bullets.

And the price has been drastically reduced.

He jumped up immediately, then lowered his voice and said, "Impossible, impossible, we can't sell it for this price."

You seem to know your stuff.

"They want good guns and so much ammunition. Are they planning something bad?"

Yang Dalin chuckled: "Bullshit about doing bad things. With just a few guns, what can you do? If you can't survive, organize people to go hunting in the deep mountains."

The village veterans recommended these two guns, saying they were highly accurate and could hit their targets precisely. The whole village came together, just waiting to buy the guns so they could head deep into the mountains to hunt big prey.

It's too far to come all this way, it's not easy. If we don't buy more bullets, it's over a hundred miles round trip, are we just wasting our time?

Hurry up, is this okay? If not, I'll find someone else.

I don't believe that in such a large black market, you're the only one with the goods.

Yang Dalin said it half-truthfully.

These two guys aren't the only ones selling guns on the black market.

Many people are struggling to survive these days, and many veterans are selling their guns.

It's not the time for large-scale gun bans now, and there are plenty of guns still in civilian hands.

There aren't many good guns.

Both of these people have black market backers behind them, and surprisingly, they actually have both of those guns.

A single large yellow croaker can fetch over 900 yuan at the bank. According to Yang Dalin's price, they could actually make a profit. However, it's a black market, a black market; how can it function without being shady?

They generally don't do much to people who come to buy guns; these are ruthless people. Even if they sell the guns to someone and then double-cross them, they would rather not choose such people.

Who knows if they brought weapons with them?

So the other party said, "We really don't care what you do. Even if something happens, you won't be able to find us. It's just that the price is really not right."

One large yellow croaker in exchange for two long ones and one short one, that's acceptable.

The long bullets number 500, and the short ones 200.

Yang Dalin naturally wanted to bargain, and after some friendly discussions, the two finally agreed.

They'll give 800 long bullets and 300 short ones.

They wanted to see Yang Dalin's large yellow croaker first.

To avoid being scammed.

Upon hearing this, Yang Dalin said, "Okay, let's watch it here?"

Where can I inspect the goods? And don't give me any junk; it needs to be at least 80% new, otherwise I won't take it.

The other party pointed to a small path to the side and said, "Go to that corner over there to check the yellow croaker. My brother will take you to pick up the goods in a bit."

Don't worry, we have powerful backers; you can rest assured about the quality of our goods.

Yang Dalin thought to himself that he definitely couldn't buy this kind of product without inspecting it first.

Otherwise, what would you do if you bought two pieces of junk?

We can't come back to settle scores now.

With the guns and crossbows in the space, self-defense shouldn't be a problem. Yang Dalin believed that the other side wouldn't dare to fire indiscriminately on the black market.

Otherwise, the police will be called in, and how can we do business? The most important thing is to guard against the other party using other underhanded tactics.

Yang Dalin added, "Wait a moment, I'll go get the note from someone, it'll only take a few minutes."

After saying this, Yang Dalin got up and left without waiting for the two men to react.

Yang Dalin did it on purpose, taking extra precautions to let the other party know that he had someone following him.

It makes the other party a little wary.

Yang Dalin returned in just a few minutes.

The two men looked behind Yang Dalin but didn't see anything unusual. They weren't afraid that Yang Dalin had brought people with him, but they were afraid that plainclothes police officers or something similar might be following behind him.

In the darkness, I couldn't make heads or tails of it.

The two men selling guns actually had another person with them. The person had followed Yang Dalin after he left.

As a result, Yang Dalin disappeared in a few moments, only to reappear in his sight shortly afterward.

So when Yang Dalin arrived, the person who had been following him had already returned and reported back.

When Yang Dalin returned, the two men were already standing there waiting for him.

The two men pointed to a corner of the alley next to them. Yang Dalin followed them, keeping his eyes and ears open. He carefully made his way to the corner.

Yang Dalin pulled out a large yellow croaker that was wrapped tightly in cloth from his pocket.

The one of the two who hadn't said much took it, opened the cloth bag, and glanced at the flashlight wrapped in the cloth.

I took another bite, and it really was a large yellow croaker.

Then he wrapped it up again and handed it to Yang Dalin, saying, "No problem, come with me."

Yang Dalin carefully put away the gold bars and followed the man deeper into the alley.

The guy behind him didn't follow; he went back to squatting.

Yang Dalin took a few steps and found that the person he had been following was now behind him.

His hands were still in his pockets, so he probably had something with him.

However, since we don't yet know the other party's intentions, we just need to be careful.

You can't just stop the other person from walking.

Yang Dalin has night vision, so he's not afraid of any tricks the other side might play.

After the other party made several turns, Yang Dalin followed them to a large courtyard.

Not only were there guards standing at the gate of the courtyard, but Yang Dalin could also hear several breathing sounds coming from inside the gate.

Upon arriving at the courtyard gate, the person who brought Yang Dalin went forward to greet the guards.

They then knocked on a special code on the gate, and the gate opened.

Yang Dalin didn't know if it was a den of dragons or tigers, but since he was already here, what was there to be afraid of?

Just follow them in. Since everyone is masked and no one knows each other, if they dare to rob you, you can also kill them.

That's called having a powerful weapon and being incredibly brave.

Upon entering the courtyard, Yang Dalin followed the guards to the middle courtyard. He discovered that there were only five guards in the front courtyard, two at the entrance and three hiding in the shadows.

There were three other people inside the main building of the Intermediate People's Court.

The man who brought Yang Dalin knocked on the door and led Yang Dalin inside. He then shouted to a masked man sitting inside, "Boss, you've brought someone who's buying hard goods."

The other party's leader glanced at Yang Dalin and then said, "Distinguished guest, please have a seat. I'll have my men prepare the goods."

Yang Dalin shook his head and said in a low voice, "I won't sit down. Please hurry up and get the goods. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can get this over with."

The other party didn't care about Yang Dalin's attitude. After all, everyone was very wary of each other, which was normal.

The room was dimly lit by kerosene lamps, but Yang Dalin could see clearly. There was no need to sit; the important thing was to finish getting the goods and leave as soon as possible.

The other party didn't take it seriously and told the brother who brought Yang Dalin to go to the next room to get something.