The noon sun is hot and dry, as if it brings people back to the summer days.

No. 356 Kaiyun Street is the shop "Tan Ji Satin Village" facing the street. The owner Tan Hongji is a thin and capable old man, holding a feather duster in his hand and dusting the counter. There are no customers in the store, and it is empty, but the colorful rolls of silk make the store look magnificent.

At this time, a ragged boy of seventeen or eighteen years old stood at the door with a broken black porcelain bowl, "Mr. Tan, I wish you a prosperous business and a prosperous wealth in the three rivers - please give it some, I haven't had a meal for two days."

Tan Hongji waved with a duster, "Get out of here-I haven't opened yet, so where can I get the spare money for you-"

The little beggar turned around and muttered: "'Rock Tan'------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Hey-Who are you scolding? Little bastard--" Tao Hongji didn't like to hear others mention his nickname, so he threw the feather duster out.

Shaking is shook, but he would not throw away the feather duster. Just as he quickly stepped out of the threshold and went to the steps to pick up the feather duster, a leather shoe stepped on the colorful feather duster. He grabbed the duster pole and wanted to pull it out, but the leather shoe had no intention of lifting it up.

"I said who are you? Lift it up." Tan Hongji looked up and saw a man wearing a beige windbreaker looking at him with a smile.

"How did Boss Tan pick up things yourself?"

When Tan Hongji saw that the man was well-dressed, he forced himself to smile and said, "Ah hehe--Sir, are you here to see silk?"

"Why, can't you come if you don't buy your silk?" The person who came strode into the store.

"If you can come to my shop, you will give your face." Tan Hongji, who was following behind, still did not forget to pick up the feather duster.

The person who came was not someone else, but Luo Shuangchen. "Boss Tan, we are not secretly talking. Do you have a house in Mudan Hutong?"

"Ah...ah...who are you?"

"My friend wants to buy him and settle down and support him. I wonder how much you want? Give it a price."

"This... do you know that the house was passed down from my ancestors..."

"I said you are so old, why are you staring at and talking lies? You think I am an outsider and don't know anything? That yard was originally from Liu Shanqing, the deacon of Tianhesheng Money House in Changchun. Tianhesheng was circulated by Zhang Dashuai in 1926, and this house was also copied. How did it become a thing of your ancestors? Don't miss me, can you? How old are you?"

"Ah...hehe... It turns out that you have touched it thoroughly...hehe..." Tan Hongji was a little incoherent.

"I don't care how you get it. Just offer a price! Hurry up!"

"This... I don't count! Besides, the house collapsed and was dilapidated. How much does it cost to clean up if you buy it?"

"You are worried enough. I don't care about money. I'm going to make a reservation in this yard, so you can just offer a price!" Luo Shuangchen pretended to be a little impatient, "What's the point? Who has the final say in your house?"

"That's how he is. My brother-in-law said three years ago that this house cannot be sold, and if it is sold, he must be sold. I have to discuss with my brother and wife."

"Okay, then you go home and discuss it. I'll show you the store here."

"Is this inappropriate?"

"What's wrong? Do you think I like these rag strips of you?" Luo Shuangchen was both angry and funny.

"My inner brother is very busy, and I don't know where to find him. Please let me go home to discuss with my wife in the evening, and then I will discuss with my inner brother. Maybe he can go to my house to see my mother-in-law at night, and my mother-in-law lives in my house." Tan Hongji felt that this was not a good master either.

"Dare you ask what your brother is doing? So busy?"

"My brother is a person who trembles in Xinjing City. He is from the Police Department..."

"Who from the Police Department?" Luo Shuangchen became interested, thinking that the Police Department had something I couldn't handle.

"Yin Lufei!"

"Who? Yin Lufei?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!