I can only nod my head in admiration.

This bald guy has a vulgar appearance that is definitely just a disguise.

Having said that, if he was really 250, he was stubborn and started a business at Dongtai Gate, he wouldn't have to lose his life?

The cabinet as large as a double-open refrigerator is empty inside.

This time, without Lu Xin’s reminder, I also thought of the key points.

"If there are so many mechanisms, if there are really treasures hidden underground, I'd better stop looking at them."

"Don't, even if you hide a mountain of gold and silver, you have to see it."

Yan Fengwei said, squatted next to the cabinet again and moved out the entire board at the bottom.

I thought to myself: It’s really strange things. In less than a month, I have seen people digging a cellar in the house twice, and they are all kitchens!

Zhulin Villa, I didn’t go down to see what the cellar at Fu Ansheng’s house looks like.

This one from Yan Fengwei's house is not so much a cellar as a hidden basement.

He definitely put in the effort. As soon as the sliding door opened, the light below turned on.

With the light, you can roughly see that there are a lot of things piled up below.

Seeing Yan Fengwei looking back at me, I reacted and asked him: "If you don't go down, aren't you afraid that I will let you go?"

Yan Fengwei touched the bald head: "If you help us, if you really like us, as long as you speak, I will definitely give it to you. But... if I don't follow you, wouldn't it be a bit too unrighteous?"

Meng Zhen stamped her feet and said, "Don't, you all went down. What if that thing ran out?"

I was stunned for a moment, and I couldn't help laughing and crying: "This is broad daylight, are you afraid that a ghost will really come out from the bottom?"

I didn't want to follow her mushrooms, so I walked down the metal stairs.

Yan Fengwei’s new home is definitely a luxury house, and the kitchen is as big as the bedroom I sleep in now.

The bottom is almost the same area as the top.

There are indeed many things underneath, and there are five metal shelves alone.

I took a rough look and found it strange.

When I saw Yan Fengwei coming down, I asked him: "Do you have a hobby for collection? Do you like vases?"

I asked this because except for the two shelves on the outermost side, there were some ragged cardboard boxes piled up on the three shelves and on the floor, all filled with vases.

The smallest one is just the size of a palm, and there are two largest ones in the corner of the wall, which are almost taller than me.

The key is that these vases don’t look like antiques no matter how they look. Needless to say, the two big ones were, ancient people would never be idle and create such things. The ones placed on the shelf in the innermost are completely glass vases.

The most annoying thing is that there is a stack of plastic buckets placed on the ground next to you.

Yan Fengwei suddenly sighed:

"These things are ragged in your eyes. In my opinion, they are more expensive than other things here, and all the goods in my store."

"Yes, it's hard to buy a good friend of mine." In fact, I really don't understand his thoughts. Is this the so-called rich and willful?

Yan Fengwei smiled: "I said don't believe it. You can choose the things here casually, but don't move the last one. Also, if you choose those plastic buckets, even if you choose the one that's the one that's the top, I will definitely be anxious for you!"

"Why?" I became more and more curious. In my opinion, what he said was the most valuable.

Yan Fengwei gave me a cigarette, lit it for me, and then turned on the exhaust fan.

After all, it is an almost completely enclosed space, and the sound of the exhaust fan seems a bit loud.

Amid the buzzing sound of the fan blades rotating, Yan Fengwei told me the origin of those "dashed ones".

He was the first to practice stalls in Panjiayuan, Beijing. During the off-season, he went to other places to shop for items. According to their jargon, this is called "shut the ground".

That winter, he went around the Jiangnan area and hadn't bought a lot of things. Instead, he remembered that he came to the city we are now staying for a walk.

If you practice a stall in Panjiayuan, you must go to Dongtaimen when you come here.

Before I could get there, I encountered something happening at the intersection.

When I passed by the entrance of a store, a vase suddenly threw out from it and was hitting him behind his feet.

It didn't hurt him, but it aroused his anger.

But after just looking inside the door, he changed his mind and stopped quarreling with others.

What he said was very real - there were so many people in it. Four or five big men are not small, but they can't beat them.

"Okay, I almost let my son open it today."

He was muttering Ah Q's "famous quotes" in his mouth, and was he unwilling to help but look into the shop again.

When I saw this, my eyes couldn't move away.

It was a flower shop, but it was noisy inside.

He looked over for the second time and happened to see a woman quarreling with several big men.

The woman's size was just on the man's shoulder, with tears in her eyes, but she was stalking her neck, blushing with her face, crying, and quarreling with others at the top of her throat.

According to Yan Fengwei, he fell in love with the woman at first sight, and seeing her being bullied like that, it even aroused the hero's desire to save the beauty.

At that time, he picked up a bench from the door next door, rushed in and smashed the biggest man down.

After knocking down one, he ran out of the flower shop, ran to the street, waved the bench and shouted: "It's the man who is the man, we've come out and sweat. Is bullying a woman a fucking beaten?"

Next is naturally a melee.

The result of the battle was that the other party was gone, he was beaten on the street, his head was opened, and he was bleeding, and there was a bottomless plastic bucket in his neck, and flowers were scattered around him, and he was lying quietly among the petals...

I couldn't help but laugh and said, "What a hero!"

Yan Fengwei's eyes slanted: "That's not, that bucket is used to load flowers. The bucket opened my head and poured half of the water into me. Brother, it was a trivial matter to have my head opened, but it was minus four degrees below zero! My clothes were soaked from the inside to the outside. If you were to you, would you hold it?"

I nodded: "It's a bit tragic. The 'little girl selling flowers' must be her sister-in-law. What happened after that? I just endured it like this? Didn't you ask those people to take revenge?"

Yan Fengwei slapped his head and said, "Tsk, you still take revenge. It would be nice if you didn't send me to the bureau. I realized later that those people were market management."

He pointed upwards and said, "That silly woman, not only did she not pay the store rent for two months, but she also didn't even pay the management fee. She was so poor that she threw the vase on the street. It was also a good thing this silly woman did!"

"The surname of Yan, you don't do serious business, what are you talking nonsense to others?" Meng Zhen cursed on it.

"I'm going to introduce your glorious deeds to my brother! Men are talking, don't interrupt me!"

Yan Fengwei raised his head and said with a smile.

I looked at the vases again and nodded with a smile: "No wonder, these are the guys who opened the shop in my sister-in-law back then, right?"

"That's not, these are all testimonies of our love..."

He lowered his head and looked at me, his smile suddenly frozen...
Chapter completed!