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The next day Li Heyi got up and found something piled up in the yard at some point.

Thread-bound books, old furniture such as tables, chairs, benches, porcelain pots, and even two Buddha statues about one foot high.

These are not the collection in his basement at all, Old Man Li must have brought them back from somewhere.

He went to the living room and saw four people sitting in the living room eating breakfast.

Old Man Li was sitting next to him to entertain him. He knew Old Yutou next to him, but he just didn't know the other two people.

One was wearing a monk's robe and had a bald head. He was very thin and dry, with sunken eye sockets and wrinkled skin. He was obviously very old.

The other one is a tall old man, but also very thin, with a goatee.

Seeing Li He come in, several people were obviously panicked.

"It's okay, this is my nephew." Old Man Li pulled the monk next to him to his seat again, and proudly said to Li He, "Look, there are all good things in the yard."

As an outsider, Li He basically accepted the kinship relationship with Old Man Li.

"Where did you get it?" Li He asked doubtfully, then took the porridge handed over by Fu Xia and took another steamed bun himself.

"Girl, go and boil some more eggs. The duck eggs are so salty that your throat is choked." Seeing Fu Xia go out obediently, Old Man Li said, "Of course they are from Beiji Temple, we pulled three carts , a tricycle pulled me back. "

Finally, in the dark night, Old Man Li secretly moved the warehouse of Beiji Temple back with a few old guys on a pallet truck.

It was so secretive that even Li He hid it.

"What a pity." Old Man Yu said this inexplicably.

"It's no pity, it's good to be able to get so much back." The goatee next to him said.

Old Man Li said, "This monk is the abbot of the Great Bell Temple, so he should be his predecessor. Mr. Beile, a serious man, has never seen what Wangsun Guizhou looks like, right? I've brought it here now. Look at it carefully. This Ma Gan is the living dictionary of the Forbidden City, just call him Uncle Zhu."

Li He greeted him politely, muttering to himself where did these living gods come from. His brain was a little short of energy for a while, but Lord Baylor, who was over 80 according to his age.

The monk smiled and said, "Where is the Lord Beile? Don't be joking. It's not good to spread the word. I will leave these two Buddha statues here for you until I have time to arrange for someone to come and pull them out."

After finishing the last bowl of rice porridge, the monk left directly.

Li He walked to the door politely, and the monk said nothing except thanking him.

He quickly bolted the door again.

After entering the living room, I heard Old Man Li say again, "Ma Gan, why don't you leave your books here for your safekeeping?"

Goatee smiled disdainfully, "You think so. I'm leaving, so I can catch up on some sleep when I get back. This night has been too much for me."

After saying that, he lifted his feet and left.

"Hey, don't forget to bring me some food." Old Man Li said.

Sanyangbeard ignored him and continued walking. He was out of the yard in a few seconds, and then the door closed again with a click.

"Hurry up and open the door," Old Man Li told Li He.

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Li He looked at the things in the yard again. Many books had been bitten by insects and mice, and he picked up a "Summary of the Drinking Hongzhen Series". I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, only the corners were damaged and the text was still there.

"I think back then, so many precious thread-bound books were piled on the road and burned. Once burned, it lasted day and night. The fire melted the asphalt on the road..." Old Yutou, who rarely spoke, actually once Sex says so much.

Li He was silent and didn't know what to say. He was just as distressed, so he had to explain, "It's been so many years. What needs to be done is done. People, just look forward and live happily."

Old Yutou glared, "As long as a person is alive, things will never go away. If you put it in your heart, you just can't go through it."

Li He was choked and couldn't say a word, so he had to turn around and ask Old Man Li, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Old Man Li stroked a plum bottle with a smile and said, "If you want to be unnoticed, you have to be fast. Let's put it this way, we screwed over the people in the warehouse and came out of the gate in an open and honest manner."

"Mongolian sweat medicine?" Li He asked excitedly. He had only heard about it, but he had never seen anyone practice it.

"Fortunately, you are still a college student, so you can believe the things in Water Margin. It's Yiyi. Pour it in through the window to ensure that he won't wake up within 10 hours. It's effective for humans and dogs." Old Man Li continued to show off, "But if you get it It’s not easy to deal with these things in the yard, it takes a lot of effort.”

Li He suddenly remembered that sentence. He is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid of educated gangsters.

With a common revolutionary goal and a common ideal, several old men broke into someone's warehouse in the middle of the night.

"Uncle Yu, what good things did you find? Let me take a look?"

Old Yu shook his head, "I didn't find it."

Old Man Yu yawned and muttered that he was about to go back to sleep.

Old Man Li took a sip of water and said, "Although you didn't spend a dime on these things, they all belong to you. Don't rush to speak. Listen to me. There is only one condition. I am not allowed to sell any of them before I die." I won’t care if the flood floods you in the future.”

"How is your health lately? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

"Go away, you are so looking forward to my death. No way, I can live for at least 20 years."

Li He pursed his lips, "Twenty years? I really can't stand it after 20 years. I'd better leave it to your son and daughter."

After listening to this, Old Man Li remained silent and lit the big cigarette bag himself, "Hey, my son and daughter are just thoughts, and I don't know whether I can see them. Besides, these things can only be given to destined people, but they can't be used to make money for future generations. . I’ll give it to you if I say it.”

Li He said sheepishly, "No, Uncle Li, I already took advantage of you in that house. Do you believe it will double in a few years?"

"I believe it a hundred times. I don't want to see those people wandering around under my nose every day. If I don't sell it to you, I will give it to others."

Old Man Li didn't say any more and called Fu Xia, "Girl, I want to have a roast duck for lunch. Why don't you go to Xu Fuji over there at the South Gate to buy a roast duck for me? There is a No. 5 bus at the door, at the South Gate. Come on, everyone will know if you ask over there.”

Fu Xia said hello crisply, took the vegetable basket and went out.

When Fu Xia went out, Li He locked the door bolt and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Da Nanmen, it only takes four hours to take the bus back and forth, so you don't have to think about it. It's a suburb over there. What's there? shop."

Old Man Li didn't listen to Li Hemoji, "Hurry up and open the basement door and put things in quickly. It won't be convenient for the girl to come back."

When Li He was moving a cabinet, the drawer door accidentally slid down, and the jade and jade filled with jade inside rolled to the ground.

Old Man Li yelled in a low voice, "I'm telling you, slow down, slow down, that was pulled out of a book box by luck."

All the furniture is still in the front and back yards of the house.

Books, pots of china or basement.

When Old Man Li and Li He finished moving all the things, sweating profusely, it was already noon.

Two people lay in the living room blowing the ceiling fan to relieve sweat.

At this time, Fu Xia also came back sweating profusely. She cried and said to Old Man Li, "Uncle, I walked around the South Gate several times, but there was nothing but ground. I didn't see the roast duck restaurant you mentioned."

Old Man Li slapped his head, "Oh, look at my memory, it's Zhennan Gate, I'm sorry, oh, go wipe the sweat quickly."

After Fu Xia left, Old Man Li laughed and said, "I saw sweat on her forehead, but I didn't see any sweat on her neck. She was wearing cloth shoes and there was no dust on her feet."

Li He felt strange in his heart.

After dinner, Li He seemed bored and started walking along Changchun Street, and unconsciously walked to the Peace Arch.

I thought that since we have arrived at the Peace Arch, we might as well go to Xijiaomin Lane to have a look.

During the day, the city management committee was off work, and no one was there to take care of it. The road became a world dominated by vendors.

In the night market, some sell snacks, some sell various handicrafts, and most of them sell daily necessities.

As long as the stall is open and there are people on the road, the stall owner has no worries about not being able to sell.