"Brother Yi cut his head and looked much more energetic..."

The next morning, Fang Yi followed Fatty and Sanpao to the town, found a barber shop and spent two dollars to cut the long hair short. Fang Yi now looked no different from the people outside. If he didn't say it, no one could tell that he had been a Taoist priest for more than ten years.

"I still think the Taoist temples I left before look good..." Fang Yi looked in the mirror and felt a little awkward. After changing his hairstyle, he couldn't recognize himself.

"Okay, don't be so beautiful. If you look in the mirror, we won't get on the bus..." The fat man pulled Fang Yi. There was a long-distance bus heading to Jinling at 10 o'clock in the morning. The time is almost over. If you miss it, you will have to wait until the afternoon.

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"Fatty, didn't you say that these two old turtles can be sold for 2,000 yuan? Why don't we sell less and exchange a few tickets first?"

Standing at the bus stop in the town, Fang Yi and Peng Sanjun looked at the bus heading to the city with helpless look on their faces. If this bus could not be reached, they would have to wait for the train five hours later in the afternoon. Of course, the prerequisite for getting on that bus is that they must first collect enough tickets.

"If you don't sell it, you won't be able to sell it in the town. Two old turtles will give you up to 200 yuan..." The fat man rejected the suggestion of the two selling old turtles in the town. The town is only a few miles away from the reservoir, and wild old turtles are not a rare object here.

"I think you kid is sacrificing your life and not giving up money..." Peng Sanjun smiled bitterly when he heard this and said, "I thought I was poor enough, but I didn't expect that your pocket was cleaner than my face, and it was not as good as me..."

After eating fish yesterday, Brother San was afraid that the fish frying incident would be revealed, so he arrived in the town early this morning and originally wanted to take a bus to Jinling.

But when they got on the bus, they found that all the money they had on the three of them was added together, which was only enough to buy a ticket. Under the contemptuous look of the whole bus, the three of them could only get out of the bus again in disappointment.

"Don't I buy this thing for all my money?"

The fat man blushed when Sanpao said this, lifted up his clothes on his waist, exposed the Hanxian BB machine, and said, "It's so embarrassing if you don't have this thing in the city? It's convenient for us to find a job after entering the city..."

In fact, the fat man saved some money when he worked before, but before returning to the village, he gritted his teeth and bought all the money he had on his body. Although mobile phones have gradually become popular in 2000, for rural areas, BB machines are obviously still a powerful tool to show off.

During the few days when the fat man returned home, his BB machine was hung on his waist by his father. The weather was already hot in June and July, so Wei Dahu simply wore his shirtless every day without putting on his shirt to reveal the BB machine at his waist.

"You can only show off in the village. The rich people in the city have long used their mobile phones..." Sanpao disagreed with the fat man's BB phone. Most of his relatives are in the city, and several of them have bought mobile phones.

"You don't even have this..." The fat man regarded Sanpao's words as jealous of himself.

"Actually, I'm not blamed for this..."

The fat man looked at Fang Yi and said, "Didn't Fang Yi say he has more than 100 yuan? I counted his money, which is just enough for us to enter the city, but... but I don't know that his money can't be spent..."

"I have been used again, how can I know that this money cannot be spent?"

Fang Yi was also a little depressed when he heard the fat man's words. His master did leave him more than 100 yuan, and they were all new tickets. However, after getting on the bus, the ticket seller on the bus actually refused, saying that it was money issued for fifty years and could no longer be used.

"Fatty, don't you have any acquaintances in the town? Go and borrow a few hundred dollars." Sanpao said. His parents were both educated youths who went to the countryside. Although they have lived in Weijia Village for more than 20 years, they are not as familiar as Wei Jinhua's place.

"If you don't borrow it, I won't borrow it even if I go to Jinling. I...I can't afford to lose that person..."

The fat man went home this time, but the new clothes he bought were back with a pager, which looked like a successful person. If he opened his mouth and asked his acquaintance to borrow money, his previous style would obviously be pretending.

"Walk over? That's what you said..." Peng Sanjun looked at the fat man's body and said maliciously: "Fatty, Brother Yi and I can walk, can you be good? If you fall asleep halfway, no one will carry you!"

"Hey, I underestimate you Fat Master, right? No matter how we say we are, we are also people who have participated in the big competition in the army..."

The fat man gritted his teeth and looked at Fang Yi and said, "Fang Yi, it's about fifty miles from here to Jinling. When you arrive at a town near Jinling, there is a bus. Take the bus for one dollar and one ticket. Our money is enough, why don't we... let's go over?"

"I have no problem. I'm more than fifty miles away, and I'll be there in the afternoon..." Fang Yi said indifferently. Sometimes it takes twenty or thirty miles to climb a mountain in the mountains. Walking on this flat asphalt road was not under any pressure for Fang Yi.

"Then let's go, we're walking on the road..." The fat man took the lead and walked up the road. In order to show his ease, he even yelled in his mouth.

"Fatty, I have to suffer from face..." Sanpao muttered behind, greeted Fang Yi, and followed him.

In the first two hours, the fat man walked very easily, but when he walked about thirty miles in the third hour, the fat man took off his shirt and hung it on his shoulders, and sweat emerged from his forehead like slurry.

Although Sanpao was better than Fatty, his clothes on his back were wet with sweat. Among the three, Fang Yi was the most relaxed. Although he had the most things, he felt a little hot and didn't even sweat.

"No, I can't walk..."

When he arrived at a fork in the road, the fat man saw a road stone on the side of the road. He sat up his butt and was reluctant to get up. The gasping sound from his throat was like a bellows. Obviously, this section of the road had exhausted his energy.

"You have to go if you can't walk!" Sanpao kicked the fat man.

"I won't leave anymore, let me rest for a while, and I'll stop a car later..." The fat man waved his hand weakly and said, "I really can't walk anymore. Three cannons, the national highway is ahead. Block a passing truck to take us into the city..."

"I think you kid has made this idea a long time ago?" Sanpao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the fat man's words, and sat down on the spot, took out the military water bottle at his waist and drank water.

"Hey, do you want to pay for stopping a car? Are we enough money?" Fang Yi stood beside the two of them calmly. On the second day after going down the mountain, Fang Yi realized something very important from Fatty and Sanpao, that is, the importance of money.

"You don't have to pay for a passing car, just throw a pack of cigarettes to the driver..." After resting for a while, the fat man's breathing evenly. He stood up and patted his chest, and said, "Don't worry, I took the car here when I entered the city with my second uncle and the others last time."

"Hey, fat man, are you okay?"

Half an hour passed, and Fang Yi was speechless when he looked at the fat man standing by the side of the road sweating. This guy swore to stop the car, but after reaching out to stop more than ten cars, none of them stopped.

The fat man wiped the sweat with the clothes on his shoulders and said angrily: "Damn, I'm so evil today. Why don't there be an empty truck?"

"What car did you stop last time?" Fang Yi asked.

"It's an empty car that sent piglets back. Although it tastes bad, the driver is good." The fat man said casually.

"Damn, fat man, what kind of car do you want to stop?" Fang Yi didn't respond to the fat man's words, but Sanpao quit. He jumped up and grabbed the fat man, and said, "I won't take the car, we will walk into the city, and you will take it yourself..."

"Don't interfere, maybe we can stop a car..." The fat man knew he was in the wrong, so he laughed and asked Sanpao to let go of his hand. He said viciously: "Fat Master, I don't believe that I can't stop a car. Grandma, I'll stand in the middle of the road. Do they dare to hit me?"

"A car is coming, look at me..." While he was talking, the fat man saw a van driving towards Jinling and was driving over. He really rushed to the middle of the road and spread his arms, but his posture didn't look like stopping a car, but it was a bit like blocking a road and robbery.

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"If you do this business, you must be steady and ruthless when you take action. When that guy goes, the daylily will probably be cold..."

Man Jun was in a good mood today. While drinking last night, he got a message from a fellow traveler who learned that a family in Yuquan Town had a fan of Tang Bohu in his hand. So he drove over overnight, pestered him and polished him for the middle of the night, and finally bought the fan for 20,000 yuan.

As the saying goes, antiques in troubled times, the people's lives have been better in recent years, and the antique market has become popular. According to Man Jun's estimate, the fan he bought for 20,000 yuan can be increased by at least four or five times when it is obtained in the market. At that time, the profit will be 70,000 or 80,000 yuan at the same time.

Thinking of this, Man Jun's heart also became hot. He touched the bald head with a shiny greasy grey hair, and couldn't help but hum a song, "Today is a good day, everything you think can be done, tomorrow is a good day. Open the door and welcome the God of Wealth..."

While humming the song he had modified, Man Jun looked at the passenger seat. The wooden box placed in the passenger seat was Tang Bohu's "Looking at the Plum Picture". Looking at the wooden box, Man Jun seemed to see a handful of money, and he couldn't pull it out after seeing it.

"Oh, why... why are there people?" Just as the fat man lowered his head and stared at Mu Bo for a while, and just raised his head, he found that there was a person standing in front of his car.

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