Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Disappeared

At the wine table, there was chatter, but I just didn't mention the dagger.Sure enough, it didn't take long before Yu Mazi couldn't hold it anymore, and intentionally or unintentionally brought the topic to the appreciation of bronze wares. From the identification of bronze inscriptions to the relationship between shape, decoration, and inscriptions, and the dating standards, he spoke freely. And talk, talk endlessly. Seeing some monkeys anxious about Yu Mazi, Da Ya and I secretly laughed in our hearts, and couldn't stop praising Yu Mazi for his knowledge and knowledge. Yu Mazi saw that neither of us was right, so he looked around, but seeing that no one was paying attention to us, he finally couldn't hold back anymore, and told us in a low voice that if we want to sell our things, he can help.This thing is not expensive, it is not cheap, and the goods are sold to buyers.Selling it in the air is not a business. If we really want to be thoughtful, he can take us to the stock market in a few days.

Seeing that I was not showing any emotion, Da Ya understood what I meant, and smiled at Mazi: "Brother, thank you first! You don't need to tell me about this, we are all clear in our hearts. In this Beijing city, playing with these things , we are all laymen, if you are involved, it will be a piece of cake for Zhang Fei to eat bean sprouts!" Hearing this, Yu Mazi's face immediately brightened like a flower. Da Ya gave me a sneaky wink, then pulled the chair towards Yu Mazi and said, "Brother, we do business as blacksmiths and stonemasons. It's true. Brother, I won't hide this from you, this thing doesn't belong to us, it belongs to me A relative in my hometown dug it out when he was digging a vegetable cellar, and the villagers didn’t have much knowledge, so let us help to ask. So we have to discuss this matter with others. If they agree to sell it, don’t worry, my brother The two of you will send it over in person. According to the rules in the industry, your hard-earned money will definitely be indispensable."

The expression on Yu Mazi's face was really dumbfounding at this moment, it was extremely ugly, and he grinned, although he knew that Da Ya was talking nonsense, but it was hard to say it clearly, and he was speechless for a while. For him, this kind of "taking work" to earn money is purely profitable.Otherwise, you can't rush like this. He reported 300,000 just now. I guess it shouldn't be a big problem to sell this thing for 400,000.If we spit it out, it is estimated that Yu Mazi will immediately "huohuo" and take it away.And when Da Ya said this, he also understood what we both meant. It is impossible to entrust this matter to him, and it is impossible to "take a living".

As the middleman of "stretching fiber", after the deal is made, the industry rules are generally "three breaks two", and both buyers and sellers will pay him a certain percentage of commission.Although he earns less, he still has an income of tens of thousands of dollars. For him, it is easy to operate this kind of thing. This meal must have made Yu Mazi very anxious, he was happy and sad for a while, and Da Ya talked about it until the end, he didn't know whether to believe it or not.Before leaving, we agreed to contact him again in three or two days, and then we separated directly at the restaurant.

After leaving the restaurant, Da Ya couldn't help laughing loudly, and frothed at me, saying that if it wasn't for his sharp eyes to discern gold at that time, I would have thrown away this sword long ago.He has lived for so many years, and at most he has picked up a dollar, which is still a chip. This time, he finally picked up a "gold brick".I counted with my fingers for a long time, and then told me that if this thing is sold, the willow leaves will be counted, and the three of us will share it equally, and each of us can share more than 100,000 yuan. This money is enough for him to earn for several years.

Seeing his money-obsessed appearance, I didn't bother to talk to him.I also understand Da Ya's mood. In the past few months, he has gone through life and death, scrambling, and it can be said that his head is pinned to his trouser waist, and he will fall if he says it.It is rare to have a happy event, especially something like getting rich, which can be regarded as the greatest happy news for the middle class like us. Da Ya followed behind me and talked non-stop with a smile on his face, regardless of whether I was listening to him or not, he spoke with great passion on his own.I don't know if Da Ya didn't look the way and hit someone, or someone else hit him. When I heard the movement, I saw Da Ya surrounded by a group of young people.One of the yellow-haired boys was yelling at Big Tooth with a nose that wasn't a nose, and eyes that weren't eyes: "Oh, what's the matter? Do you have eyes? How can you walk?"

Da Ya has always eaten soft but not hard, his face turned black, and his eyes stared: "Who are you talking about? Can you keep your mouth clean? Isn't it just a touch? Are you a porcelain bottle or a glass jar, so correct!" The young people were very angry, and they pushed and shoved each other if they didn't talk speculatively.There were five or six people on the other side, I was afraid that Da Ya would suffer, so I hurried over and pulled them away.He waved his hands at those young people and said, "Come on, it's all fun to go out, what's the effort here! Let's all give in, let's do what we should do, I'll say 'sorry' for my brother, everyone Let it go."

The group of young people stared at us blankly, and obviously felt that Da Ya didn't seem like a fearful master, so they muttered something vaguely before they dispersed. After these people dispersed, I gave Da Ya a white look and told him not to cause trouble here, this is not a village, this is Beijing.With these things on us, if we enter the police station, we can’t even explain them clearly, and we will be in big trouble. Da Ya was scolded by me and didn't reply. He nodded, subconsciously touched the backpack behind him with his hand, and smiled.However, before the smile dissipated, it froze on his face.Da Ya hurriedly moved the bag in front of him, only to realize that a long cut had been made on the bag at some point, and the Moon General sword had disappeared.

Looking at the hole in the backpack, Da Ya and I were dumbfounded.What the hell, the thing was stolen not far from the door, and the thief was so rampant that he dared to strike on the street with people coming and going. Da Ya rummaged through his bag, to his surprise, apart from the ancient sword, there were many other things, and he didn't even lose his wallet.Da Ya frowned and said nothing, suddenly patted his head, stared at me and said: "Lai Liang, I know, it must have been done by those boys just now! It must be for us, Deliberately looking for something to disturb our sight!"

When Da Ya said this, I also suddenly realized something.Everything was missing except the sword, which was tightly wrapped in cloth. How did the thief know?It must be the news from someone who knows the basics, who could it be? Could it be... Yu Mazi? Da Ya and I looked at each other, and we both thought of Yu Mazi at the same time.Only he knows what's in our bag, is this old boy playing tricks on us?After thinking about it again, it didn't seem quite like it. Yu Mazi couldn't be such a bastard with such a trick of the underworld.The thing was worth some money, but it wasn't worth the risk for the money.Besides, we were less than 500 meters away, and the rabbit still doesn't eat the grass by the side of the nest. Even if he wanted to do it, he wouldn't do such a thing at his own door, would he?

Da Ya single-mindedly identified Yu Mazi, and he wanted to go back and talk to Yu Mazi no matter what.But after listening to me talk for a while, I gradually calmed down.Indeed, even if Yu Mazi wanted to play dirty tricks, he wouldn't do it so quickly, unless this old boy has read too much about the art of war, knows the truth that soldiers are not tired of deceit, and the price is amazing, so he deliberately played us like this. No matter what, you have to go back and find out the truth.If Yu Mazi really did it, even if he can hide and pretend again, I believe he won't reveal any flaws.The so-called guilty conscience, with our sharp eyes, we should be able to see some clues. Back in the store again, Yu Mazi was reading the newspaper leisurely.Seeing Da Ya and I go back and forth, he was obviously a little surprised, so he quickly sat us down and asked why we came back again, is there something wrong? I deliberately sighed, stared at Yu Mazi and smiled wryly: "Brother, we really turned our heads this time—our eyes are big now." Yu Mazi was a little strange and looked puzzled. Da Ya put the bag on the coffee table, pointed at the knife edge on the bag and grinned: "Brother, we brothers don't know which stick of incense we forgot to burn, and we don't know which 'Buddha' we offended. Things are gone." Yu Mazi reached out and grabbed the backpack to look at the knife edge, his brows frowned, and he quickly understood our purpose of coming back.For an old Jianghu like him, probably the first thing that comes to mind is not how we lost our things, but whether we dug a hole on purpose.Yu Mazi put down the bag in his hand, and said sternly: "My two brothers, what I hate the most is this kind of 'three hands'. I will do my best to help you find out about this matter. I believe that as long as this thing If it comes out again, it will never escape my eyes. It’s fine if this thing doesn’t appear, but if it does appear, it will definitely disappear.” Speaking of this, Yu Mazi paused for a moment, glanced at Da Ya and me, and then said, "This happened at my doorstep, and I feel really sorry about it. Although my brother dare not call him a gentleman, but I've never done anything about stabbing in the dark." I was afraid of making trouble with Mazi Yu, so I quickly waved my hand at Mazi Yu: "Brother, if you say that, aren't you slapping your brother in the face? Brother has no other intentions, there is really nowhere to go, but these four The famous people who know in Ninetowns belong to you, I hope you can help us take care of them, I am very grateful." The expression on Yu Mazi's face finally calmed down a little, he motioned us not to worry, drink saliva first, and then comforted us for a long time.