Shenhao: I can modify the production date of everything

Han Ming, in his 40s, staggered towards the village, holding a liquor bottle in his left hand and a half shovel in his right.

As a well-known old alcoholic in the village, he can be said to be enjoying himself recently.

Originally, he was an ordinary old bachelor. He was over 40 years old and hadn’t married a wife yet. He knew how to drink every day. Grill and eat a corn cob.

He was reported to go in, and he happened to have a free prison meal inside. However, just recently, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

His three old dilapidated houses are about to be demolished. According to the calculations of the villagers, if his three houses are not built, they can be exchanged for at least 2000 million Huaxia coins.

That was a pretty big sum of money, enough to drink for a lifetime.

"Fortunately, last year, there was no 5000 yuan to sell the old house." Han Ming secretly thanked himself for his wise decision.

In fact, people thought his house was too dilapidated, so they didn't want to buy it at all.

After the demolition was confirmed, his life became better in an instant, and someone even introduced him to a daughter-in-law. The woman was very satisfied when she heard that he was the demolition household.

It was also the first time for him to experience the taste of a woman, warm, hot, and very comfortable...

However, after talking about the object, an embarrassing thing happened. Although the demolition compensation was a lot, the old house hadn't been demolished yet, and he didn't have any money now.

And the person to talk to can't do without spending money, so he thought of his old business when he was short of money, and tonight, taking advantage of the wine, he wanted to dig two trees and sell them.

In fact, he also wanted to come loose and steal a chicken or something, but now that many people have moved away, there is nothing to steal.

He wandered towards the woods with a shovel in hand, and suddenly found a figure in front of him diligently digging trees.

"I drank too much, my eyes are blurred..."

Han Ming rubbed his eyes and looked over again, only to see that the man was still diligently digging a hole.

"I have met my colleagues, and I dare to snatch Master Han's saplings." Han Ming thought, and rushed forward.

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Zhang Yu, who was digging a hole, suddenly found a drunk man walking behind him, he stopped what he was doing, and looked at the man in front of him quietly.

He looks in his 40s, with scarlet eyes, shaggy hair, and an unshaven beard. He holds a battered shovel in his hand.

"Are you here to steal the saplings?" Han Ming rushed up, pointed at Zhang Yu's nose and said, "What kind of character are you, dare to come to Master Han's site to steal things."

While speaking, the smell of alcohol and bad breath came out of his mouth full of yellow teeth, blowing towards his face.

Zhang Yu felt nauseated when he smelled the disgusting smell, and he kicked Han Ming directly.

Because he was kicked to death, Zhang Yu didn't use too much force, but only exerted less than a minute of strength.

Seeing that Han Ming was kicked one meter away, he rolled and stood up again.

"Why are you still beating someone? Believe it or not, I will report it, and I will let you support me in my next life."

"Report, I'll wait for you to report." Zhang Yu put his hands on his chest and looked at Han Ming in front of him playfully.

"The alcoholic in front of me is probably here to steal the tree. I'll see if he dares to call the police."

"Bah... I'm not here to steal trees, how can I use the word Ye."

Hearing the word "report J", his brain became sober in an instant. He looked at the man in black in front of him and shivered.

He smiled obscenely, and moved to Zhang Yu's side to say something.

However, before he could speak, he was pushed away by Zhang Yu who looked disgusted: "I have something to say, don't get so close to me."

Han Ming chuckled twice, it seemed that the other party was frightened by my heroic spirit and didn't dare to get too close to me.

"Brother, we are in the same industry. We dig together. When the time comes, we will sell the money and share it equally. How about it?"

"Okay, yes."

Zhang Yu agreed immediately: "I've been digging for a long time, you can dig for a while, and then I will give you an extra [-]%."

"Okay...okay, I'll dig now." Hearing the extra cents, Han Ming's mood immediately improved, and he took his broken shovel and started digging excitedly.

Zhang Yu sat behind Han Ming, leaning against a pine tree, and took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

After a while, he sent the finished video to the video reporting platform of P Station in Xiaofan Village, reported it to J, and left a comment below.

In the grove in the inner village of Xiaofan Village, a thief is stealing a tree. Uncles please come quickly.

After leaving the message, Zhang Yu picked up his phone, opened the Douyin short video app, and swiped through the recommendations.

After a while, I came across a girl with a cool dress and an enchanting figure, who was dancing hard, accompanied by explosive music.

Hearing the music, Han Ming looked back, and found that Zhang Yu was watching the girl dance, and suddenly he didn't want to.

"Brother, you are not authentic. I will work hard in the front, and you will sharpen the gun in the back."

Zhang Yu smiled slightly: "Aren't I tired? Hurry up and dig, and then you will share [-]% of it."

Han Ming hesitated for a while, thinking of the warm and soft one, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to agree.

"It's probably agreed. If you don't admit it when the time comes, don't blame me for turning your back on someone."

After speaking, he took the shovel and went to work hard.

"Crack."

"Hey, why is there a tile here?"

Han Ming suddenly dug up a piece of porcelain, he secretly picked it up, wiped it with his sleeve, and found that it was quite delicate.

"Could it be that I'm lucky to dig trees and find antiques." He used to have this kind of dream of getting rich overnight when he drank too much, but he didn't expect it to become a reality all at once.

"Brother, are you tired? Let me work for a while." Hearing the sound of the tiles, Zhang Yu made a gesture and walked towards the edge of the pine tree.

"Don't, brother, you've been digging for so long, it's time for me to do it for a while." Han Ming hurriedly stopped, with a warm smile on his face, as if he really thought about Zhang Yu.

"I can't, it's [-]% for you, I'm almost wasting my work today." Zhang Yu blinked his eyes, his face was full of money.

Han Ming hesitated for a moment, and said, "Eighty percent, I'll take sixty percent... No, we two will get five to five percent, you just do it well."

"Don't force it." Zhang Yu asked with a smile.

"Don't force it, don't force it, my brother likes to do some work after drinking, and sweating is very comfortable." Han Ming pulled Zhang Yu to the edge of the woods.

"Brother, you can do it well, just watch it."

After Zhang Yu sat down, Han Ming walked to the side of the pine tree and continued to dig. As he dug deeper, he found more and more pieces of porcelain.

He even dug up a nearly complete small teacup, picked it up, wiped it, and put it in his arms, ready to go to the store tomorrow to see how much it could sell for.