Night’s Nomenclature

At night, North Street in Los Angeles should be one of the busiest places.

There are ancient Chinese-style buildings on both sides of the road, and strings of festive red lanterns hang on the bluestone road.

On the street, which is about one kilometer long, there are sellers of chicken wings and grilled gluten, and uniformed stalls are lined up row upon row heading south.

When the red light first turns on at night, the bluestone road is packed with people and bustling with activity.

In a small Chinese alley on the south side of North Street, there is a sign at the entrance of a small courtyard: Recycle Moutai, Cordyceps, Ginseng, Gold at High Price...

The old man in the yard moved a long bench at the door. He stepped on it and gently wiped the floating dust on the red lantern at the door with a towel.

“What’s the price of gold today?”

A hoarse voice sounded behind the old man. When he looked back, he was extremely happy: "Boy, it's you again!"

Qingchen was seen wearing a hood, with his hands in the front pockets of his sweatshirt. If you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to see what he looked like.

However, the old man still remembered him. After all, he took advantage of him last time, so he recognized him after a quick look.

Qingchen said calmly: "I have already asked others. Even if there is no invoice, you have to pay me the normal gold price. This is what pawnshops charge."

The old man was not ashamed. He said with a smile: "Who said you don't want others to know your identity? All pawnshops are monitored, and everyone has registered with the police station. It's easy to find out where you came from. You have to pay for selling stolen goods. I also bore the risk for selling the stolen goods, didn’t I?”

"400 grams," Qingchen said without any ink, "I advise you to think carefully before answering me about the price. If it's lower, I'll turn around and leave."

The old man said cheerfully: "Don't worry, don't worry, the price of gold today is 390, how about I give you 300?"

Qingchen turned around and left, but saw the old man jumping off the bench and grabbing him: "You young man, why are you so impatient? 320, no more!"

"Okay," Qingchen walked directly into the small courtyard: "I want cash."

The old man followed him and said, "I don't have that much cash. If you insist on cash, I can only give you 100,000."

Qingchen sneered: "How can a place that specializes in collecting stolen goods not have more than 100,000 in cash? I don't believe it, old man, if you continue to cheat and lower the price, this business won't work."

"Okay," the old man said, thinking that this guy is a little hard to fool, "check the goods first."

Qingchen took out the gold bars, and the old man measured the density in the water using the hanging method. After confirming that there was no problem, he went directly to the backyard, opened the safe, took out 128,000 in cash, and put it into a black plastic bag.

"You're not going to order them one by one again, are you?" The old man asked doubtfully.

Then he watched helplessly as Qingchen examined the banknotes one by one, and finally pulled out five: "Change them, thank you."

"Hiss," the old man just said that the young man was impatient, but now he was really shocked by the other party's patience.

He reluctantly took out five pictures and slapped them in Qingchen's hand: "I'm really convinced. This is the first time I've seen someone as careful as you."

Qingchen responded expressionlessly: "This is the first time I've seen such a cunning old man like you."

After saying that, he left the courtyard without hesitation.

This time, he will give the money directly to Jiang Xue, and then the other party will slowly transfer a small portion to his WeChat for mobile payment.

If anyone asked, Jiang Xue could say that Qingchen paid Li Tongyun's tuition fees for making up lessons.

The other large part was deposited into the bank card handled separately by the other party, and Qingchen carried it with him for use.

Jiang Xue is a time traveler on the surface and does not have to worry about others being suspicious, but he is different. Suddenly there is a large deposit with unknown origin in his account. Anyone who is interested can know that something is wrong with him with a little investigation.

Before the owner of the devil stamp surfaced, he had to be careful.

When she returned home, Li Tongyun was watching TV in his newly rented house. When she saw Qingchen coming back, she said excitedly: "Brother Qingchen, the curtains in this house are all electric, and you can control them all with your mobile phone." The light switches and toilet are also electric, and I have been a super member of the TV for a year, so I can watch many cartoons!"

Qingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. No matter how precocious the girl is, she is still a child, so what attracts him the most is the one-year TV membership...

At this time, Jiang Xue was tidying up the house. She replaced all the bedding in the house with new ones.

Li Tongyun jumped off the sofa and hugged her mother's waist pitifully: "Mom, let's stay here tonight, with brother Qingchen."

Jiang Xue said angrily: "This is your brother Qingchen's newly rented house. Are you going to live in it just as you say?"

"Mom," Li Tongyun suddenly said, "You have made all the bedding in the two bedrooms!"

"Hey!" Jiang Xue blushed immediately, feeling a little embarrassed after being exposed.

In fact, although they are not related by blood to each other now, they are already like family members. It is a pure emotion that is not mixed with fame, wealth, and desire.

No matter Jiang Xue, Li Tongyun or Qingchen, they were just the poor people in this world.

Because of an accidental time-travel event, their fates were suddenly tied together.

Jiang Xue has experienced danger, but in the end she is just a weak woman, so she is afraid and insecure.

When I was tidying up this house, I somehow managed to tidy up both houses. I also secretly thought in my heart that sometimes I would bring Xiaoyun to live here if I was scared.

However, this idea was exposed by Li Tongyun too quickly.

Qingchen hurriedly said: "Aunt Jiang Xue, this pair of apartments is larger than our 101 and 201. It would be a waste for me to live with two bedrooms and one living room by myself, so I will leave the master bedroom to you. You can live in it anytime." .”

Li Tongyun looked at Jiang Xue: "You see, brother Qingchen said so!"

"Okay, but we'll just stay here for one night, and don't make any noise tomorrow," Jiang Xue agreed.

…

At noon the next day, Qingchen returned home early from school, waiting for the agent and Qing Guozhong to arrive.

Countdown to 8:00:00.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, there was a noise outside the house.

Just listen to Qing Guozhong's impatient voice: "Didn't I tell you already? The house is mine. I can sell it if I want to. Just invite your client over. As long as the price is right, I will sell it right away." Go through the transfer procedures."

The agent complained: "The key is that if your son is unwilling to move, it will be very troublesome even if the property transfer is completed. Then the buyers will say that our agency is unreliable."

"Don't worry, I will solve this matter today!" Qing Guozhong said confidently. In his impression, his son has always been submissive and it is impossible to oppose him.

Qingchen listened to all this silently. He didn't open the door until the other party came in.

He wanted to make a break today, so he didn't want Qing Guozhong to know where he would live in the future.

Otherwise, if the other party owes gambling debts, he will come looking for him.