Not to mention, this family is quite interesting. The family is usually very low-key. His cellar stores more food than his own cellar. I have to say that the head of the family is a visionary.

I don't know when the family surnamed Mu started preparing the food. She hasn't used much mental power to observe the outside in recent years.

Next to the big cellar is a small cellar, which contains six mahogany boxes, one containing albums and ancient books, one containing gold, silver and jewelry, and the remaining four boxes full of gold bars. The door of the small cellar was originally It is not big and not high, only about 1.2 meters wide and [-] meters high, and it happens to be tightly blocked by a grain cabinet.

And this family is the Uncle Hua's family they are familiar with.

Jian Qingling remembered that she saw the boxes of gold and silver by accident that day, and asked Mu Mu curiously, only to find out that Uncle Hua was the son of the landlord's family before.

Also, one of the two ancestral houses belonged to his family, but she guessed that Uncle Hua might not know that there were treasures hidden in the ancestral house, otherwise after so many years, he would not have moved back to his current home, Because the ancestral house no longer belonged to their family, of course the good things should be kept by their side to rest assured.

It was also that time that after she discovered a few large places in the village where treasures were hidden, she scanned the entire village carefully. Not to mention, although their village is poor, every household has more or less hidden gold and silver jewelry Jade jewelry, even Mufu Mumu, Muzishu, and Muziye were no exception, which really surprised her a lot.

Every family has such a little thing, and the villagers know it well, but the wealth is not revealed, and they are all hidden.

When Jian Qingling first discovered it, she had been thinking about the treasures under the ancestral house of the two landlords. If she didn't take out the treasures inside, believe it or not, the two opposite parties would be dug up three feet in a few years?

Forget it, I still don’t know whether the things inside are owned or unowned. I’ll wait a few more years and see if anyone will claim it in the future. If not, when it’s about to be demolished, if At that time, there was no owner to claim it, so go and collect it.

Thinking of this, Jian Qingling's eyes brightened. Didn't they have a ready-made excuse for buying this house?The original owner, Mu Ziteng, was smart and had hidden one or two good things in the past, but they were all taken away by him later, but others didn't know about it.

Thinking of the excitement, Jian Qingling couldn't rest anymore, and walked up and down the room. After a few laps, she calmed down, sat back on the bed, took a deep breath, and began to practice.

She should hurry up to practice supernatural powers to upgrade.

Mu Ziteng returned to the room and saw his daughter-in-law was practicing, turned around and went out lightly, took out the bicycle from the storage ring, locked the courtyard door and rode outside the city.

After leaving the city, I found an uninhabited person to put away the bicycle, and the whole person speeded up and ran up the mountain. After wandering around the mountain for more than an hour, I found the purpose of coming out this time. The yellow soil, Mu Ziteng took out the hoe without hesitation and started Dig it into the storage ring.

After Jian Qingling finished her training, she opened her eyes. The house was already pitch black. She got out of bed and turned on the light in the room. "Why is there no sound outside? Where did the wood go?"

Mental power scanned the entire yard, but did not see anyone, even went to Mr. Liu's house, and there was no one.

"Did you go out?"

The mental power is centered on his own home and spreads around. He saw Mu Ziteng riding a bicycle hard and started to drive home when he was 2000 meters away from his home.

Jian Qingling was relieved to see that the person was safe and sound, and withdrew her mental power.

At 04:30 in the morning, Mu Ziteng carried the basket on his back, jumped out of the wall without opening the courtyard door, and headed for the nearest black market.

There is a black market near the hospital. Mu Ziteng came to the entrance of the black market and directly explained the reason to a young man guarding the gate.

The young man took Muziteng to the depths of the alley, and knocked on a door in front of him. Two long and one short, the knock on this door was quite charming.

Soon there was the sound of walking and dragging shoes. The person who opened the door was a black and thin old man in his 50s. The young man whispered a few words to the old man, and the young man left without saying hello to Mu Ziteng.

Mu Ziteng heard the other party say, "Old man Qin, here comes the business." '

The old man glanced at Mu Ziteng as if he hadn't woken up, and said in a hoarse voice: "Come in."

Mu Ziteng followed the old man into the yard, and the yard was full of ready-made briquettes. Looking inside, there was a large warehouse filled with large and small piles of coal, and several piles of yellow soil, all of which were unprocessed. of.

"How much do you want to buy? Let me tell you first, if you come to buy it at this time, I don't accept receipts. A briquette is two and five."

Tickets are usually sold for [-] cent and [-] cents, but now is not the time. He secretly sells them on the black market to earn extra money for himself, so it costs a penny, and he gets [-] cents from the black market.

"Are you here to help deliver the goods?"

"Give it away, as soon as it reaches [-]." If you have money, he will of course give it to your door.

"It's not far from here, so give me two hundred briquettes first." I don't know if the coal is good for burning, so bring less.

"Okay, you wait, I'll load the car for you now." Old man Qin went under the eaves and pushed a cart over. In front of Muziteng, he loaded the car and counted. Most of the two are loaded in the car.

When Mu Ziteng saw it, he didn't ask any more questions. There must be someone's purpose in doing this.

After old man Qin loaded the car, Mu Ziteng pointed to a pile of coal and asked, "Uncle, do you sell your coal?"

"Sell it, how much do you want for a penny a catty?" As long as the sales volume does not exceed two thousand catties a month, he is not afraid of being discovered.

He only sold 30 catties this month, and it's the end of the month, and the business is not good. He risked being fired, and secretly engaged in tricks just to earn an extra [-] or [-] yuan. It was really not easy.

I was lucky today. I met a big customer. Usually, others would buy dozens of them, and let me deliver them to my home. It was very troublesome.

Later, he simply stipulated that delivery was required, starting at [-], otherwise the shipping fee would be paid, and those people would bring their own things to pack.

"Let's bring a hundred catties first." Mu Ziteng pinched his chin and thought for a while.

Although it's cheap, it won't be used much in the future, so let's do it for now. If it's easy to burn, he will buy more next time. After all, this thing is needed for the winter, so he can take it back for the old man.

"okay."

Old man Qin rearranged the briquettes on the cart and piled them together, leaving a place that could hold a hundred catties of coal, then picked up the coal, weighed it, and poured it into the cart.

The trolley that pulls coal is surrounded by a circle of boards, so you don’t have to worry about coal lumps falling when you pull it up.

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