Nomenclature of Night

At night, Los Angeles’ North Street should be one of the most lively places.

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

On the one-kilometer-long street, some sell chicken wings, some sell roasted gluten, and a unified standard stall carts lined up to the south.

At night, when the red light is on, the bluestone road is one after another, and it is very lively.

In a small Chinese-style alley on the south side of North Street, there is a sign in front of a small courtyard: high-priced recycling of Maotai, Cordyceps, ginseng, gold...

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

"What is the price of gold today?"

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

I saw Qing Chen wearing a hood and putting his hands in the pockets in front of the sweater.

It's just that the old man remembered him still fresh, after all, he took a big advantage last time, so he recognized it after a little inspection.

Qing Chen said calmly: "I've asked someone else, even if you don't have an invoice, you have to pay me the normal gold price. The pawnshops all charge it like this."

The old man was not ashamed, he smiled and said: "Who makes you not want to be known as your identity? The pawnshops are all monitored, and they are all registered at the police station. It is easy to check your origins. You have to pay for the sale of stolen goods. At the cost of selling the stolen goods, I also took the risk, didn’t I?"

"400 grams," Qing Chen had no ink marks: "I advise you to think about it before answering my price. I will turn around and leave if it is lower."

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

Qing Chen turned around and left, but saw the old man hurriedly jumped off the bench to hold him: "Why are you young man so impatient, 320, no more!"

"Okay," Qing Chen entered the small courtyard directly: "I want cash."

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

Qing Chen sneered: "Will a place that specializes in collecting stolen goods have no more than one hundred thousand cash? I don't believe it, old man, if you want to steal and lower the price, this business can't be done."

"All right," the old man said that this kid was a little awkward to fool: "Inspect the goods first."

Qing Chen took out the gold bar. The old man measured the density in the water by hanging it. After confirming that there was no problem, he went directly to the backyard and opened the safe to take out 128,000 cash and put it into a black plastic bag.

"You don't want to order one by one again, do you?" The old man asked puzzled.

Then he watched Qing Chen check the banknotes one by one, and finally took out five of them: "Change it, thank you."

"Hi," the old man just said that the young man was impatient, and he was indeed shocked by the other's patience.

He reluctantly swapped out five of them and took them in Qing Chen's hands: "I'm really convinced. It's the first time I've seen you as carefully as you are."

Qing Chen replied blankly: "I've seen you for the first time for an old man as slippery as you."

After speaking, he left the courtyard without hesitation.

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

When someone asked, Jiang Xue could be said to be Qingchen's tuition fee for Li Tongyun.

The other part is deposited on the bank card handled separately by the other party and used by Qing Chen.

Jiang Xue is a time traveler on the bright side and don't have to worry about others' suspicion. Unlike him, a large deposit of unknown origin suddenly appeared in his account, and someone who is interested can know that something is wrong with him by checking it a little bit.

The owner of the demon stamp has not emerged before the water, he must be cautious.

When he returned home, Li Tongyun was watching TV in his newly rented house. When she saw Qingchen came back, she said excitedly: "Brother Qingchen, the curtains in this house are all electric, and you can control everything with your mobile phone. The light switch and the toilet are electric. The super members of the TV have been on for a year, and many cartoons can be watched!"

Qing Chen couldn't laugh or cry, no matter how precocious the little girl was, she was a child after all, so the one-year TV membership was the most attractive one...

At this time, Jiang Xue was tidying up the house, and 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 live here tonight and live with Brother Qingchen."

Jiang Xue angrily said: "This is the newly rented house of your brother Qingchen, you just live in it?"

"Mom," Li Tongyun said suddenly: "You have laid all the bedding in both bedrooms!"

"Hey!" Jiang Xue blushed all at once, a little embarrassed after being dismantled.

In fact, although they are not related to each other by blood, they are already like relatives, and they are pure feelings that are not mixed with fame, fortune, and desire.

Regardless of Jiang Xue, Li Tongyun or Qing Chen, they are just poor people in this world.

Because of a passing incident that happened by accident, fate suddenly stayed together.

Jiang Xue has experienced danger, but after all, she is just a weak woman, so she will be afraid and feel insecure.

When tidying up this house, I somehow cleaned up both houses. I thought in my heart that sometimes I would bring Xiaoyun to live if I was afraid.

It's just that Li Tongyun's thoughts were dismantled too quickly.

Qing Chen said hurriedly: "Aunt Jiang Xue, the apartment size of this pair of doors is larger than our 101 and 201. It would be a waste of two bedrooms and one living room for me to live by myself, so I will leave the master bedroom for you. ."

Li Tongyun looked at Jiang Xue: "Look at what Brother Qingchen said so!"

"All right, but just stay this night for now, and you won't make trouble tomorrow," Jiang Xue agreed.

…

At noon the next day, Qing Chen returned home early after school, waiting for the intermediary and Qing Guozhong to arrive.

Countdown to 8:00:00.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the house became noisy.

Just listen to Qing Guozhong’s impatient voice: "Didn’t I tell you everything? The house is mine. I want to sell it if I want to sell it. You can just ask your customers to come over. As long as the price is right, I will immediately. Go through the transfer procedures."

The intermediary complained: "The key is that if your son is unwilling to move, it will be troublesome even if the transfer is made. Then the buyer will say that our intermediary company is unreliable."

"Don't worry, I will solve this matter today!" Qing Guozhong said confidently. In his impression, his son had always been resigned and could not oppose him.

Qing Chen listened to all this silently, and he didn't push the door out until the other person entered the door.

He is going to have a break today, so he doesn't want Qing Guozhong to know where he will live in the future.

Otherwise, the other party owes gambling debts and will come to him.