Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

The shopkeeper was disappointed and realized that he was not of high status and was not qualified to talk to Yang Muzi.

the next day.

Yang Muzi is here again.

Xu Damao followed as usual, but still didn't go in. Back to the courtyard.

"Old lady, Yang Muzi went to gamble again." "I know." "Will I go again tomorrow?" "No need."

Knowing that Yang Muzi went to gamble again, the old lady felt relieved.

Nine times out of ten, you lose when gambling. Wait until Yang Muzi loses all his family property.

"Sir, you are here!"

Seeing Yang Muzi coming in, the shopkeeper saluted politely. "Where is your boss?"

"The boss is away."

"Why, you look down on me?"

"No, no, it's a misunderstanding. Our boss said that he will wait for you at Gaoliang Bridge in Dongzhimen at 12 o'clock tonight."

"Gaoliang Bridge? I know!" Yang Muzi walked out of Zhang's Oil and Salt Shop.

Gaoliang Bridge is about two miles outside Dongzhimen. Further out are endless sorghum fields. At this season, the crops in the fields are more than one meter tall.

Zhang Deshui was cautious enough to ask me to meet him in a place like this in the middle of the night.

If he was a government official, he could just run into the cornfield. Yang Muzi was skilled and brave, so he was not afraid of Zhang Deshui's mischief. At twelve o'clock in the evening, he went to the appointment on time. Under the moonlight.

On Gaoliang Bridge stood a tall man with a fleshy face.

"My friend, you are very brave. Tell me, what do you want to do with me?"

"I have this. I'll exchange it for cash with you." Yang Muzi said straight to the point. "How much is it?"

Zhang Deshui spoke calmly. He was in the casino business and many people came to him to exchange cash.

When Yang Muzi told him his purpose, he was relieved. He had a lot of cash and was happy to exchange. "Three hundred!"

"Oh?"

There was a gleam of greed in Zhang Deshui's eyes. Three hundred sticks meant three hundred kilograms. His casino made a fortune every day, and the combined income of two years was not as much as that.

"Why are you looking for me?"

Yang Muzi: "Except for you, no one else can afford so much money. Tell me the price."

"Eighteen per gram." "How do you trade?"

"Tomorrow night at twelve o'clock, still here." "That's great, tomorrow night, you are the only one allowed to come."

"The same goes for you. If you were a public servant, I would kill you." "See you tomorrow!"

Early the next morning.

“Shake it!”

"Ding Dong~~~ Congratulations to the host, the system space has been optimized and Xumi space has been obtained."

What is Xumi Space? Yang Muzi was curious. Buzz…

The system space suddenly vibrated violently, and hundreds of small grids appeared in front of him.

Then, everything in the system space flew towards the grid.

Hundreds of thousands of cash fell into the first box.

Three hundred kilograms of gold fell into the second box, and all the antique porcelain fell into the third box.

One hundred thousand catties of grain fell into the fourth grid. But at this point, Yang Muzi was stunned.

The small grid is only the size of a palm, but it can hold 100,000 kilograms of grain.

Afterwards, some supplies such as chicken, duck, fish, meat, coal, fruits, vegetables, etc. were also put into the grid.

The system space is clean, with only the money tree left.

Through negotiations with the system, Yang Muzi finally understood that the function of virtual space is the same as that of system space, but each grid is infinitely large, so there is no problem storing any number of things.

At the same time, placing different things in different grids also makes it easier to classify and manage.

Of course, the things placed in each grid can also be kept fresh forever.

After dinner, Yang Muzi rode his bicycle out.

There was a deaf old lady sitting on the steps at the front door. When she saw Yang Muzi leaving, she couldn't help but smile.

boy.

Go ahead and gamble. Wait until you lose all your fortune and see if Chen Xueru will still pamper you.

In her opinion, Yang Muzi was addicted to gambling.

At this time, she certainly would not kindly remind Chen Xueru that, as the saying goes, nine out of ten people lose in gambling. She just wanted to watch Yang Muzi degenerate and lose all his family property.

At that time, we will report Yang Muzi’s affairs to the neighborhood committee and see how he ends up.

Twelve o'clock at midnight. Gaoliang Bridge.

Zhang Deshui came, riding a human-powered tricycle and pulling a large wooden box behind him.

He came alone, and he was uneasy about bringing anyone along for such a large transaction.

"Did you bring the money?"

Zhang Deshui pointed to the wooden box: "It's all inside." "Can I take a look first?" "Of course!"

Yang Muzi opened the box, and inside was a neatly stacked box of Great Unity.

Yang Muzi checked and found no counterfeit money, then counted it and found a total of 270 million.

Then he closed the box. "Where's the thing I want?" "Wait."

Yang Muzi walked into the sorghum field and soon took out three boxes. When he opened the boxes, he found they were all filled with gold bars.

Zhang Deshui began to check. Ten minutes later, he stood up and said with a smile, "No problem, the deal is done."

"Can I leave now?" Yang Muzi smiled. "Let's go! You still want to leave!"

Zhang Deshui's voice suddenly turned cold, and he took out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Yang Muzi's head.

"Boss Zhang, you want to rob your fellow thieves? You don't follow the code of conduct."

"How much is morality worth? When you die, no one will know that it was me who did it. The money and gold will all be mine. Go to hell!"

boom--

Zhang Deshui fired the gun right after he finished speaking. The next scene made him shudder. Yang Muzi in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Just disappeared into thin air.

"Ghost, there is a ghost!"

Zhang Deshui was shocked.

"Boss Zhang, since you are immoral, don't blame me." Yang Muzi's voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhang Deshui.

Zhang Deshui quickly turned around, raised his pistol and shot at Yang Muzi again.

This time he was a step too late. Bang - Yang Muzi was prepared and slapped his pistol away.

Then he twisted his hand and several silver needles appeared. He moved with lightning speed and pierced several vital points of Zhang Deshui.

Zhang Deshui fell to the ground, his veins exposed and beads of sweat rolling down his body.

A huge pain suddenly came over him.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts so much."

The needles given by Yang Muzi do not cause any harm to the human body. There is only one word to describe it: it hurts. It hurts so much that you feel like dying.

This kind of pain is several times more painful than when a woman gives birth. Even a man made of steel cannot withstand such pain.

"Mercy, mercy, please spare me. I don't want the money or the gold. I'll give them all to you!" Zhang Deshui roared in pain.

Yang Muzi ignored him and just looked at him quietly. Five minutes later, Zhang Deshui couldn't stand it anymore.

"Please, kill me, please, give me a quick death!" Yang Muzi: "Tell me, where is your lair?"

"I live in the countryside now, in Niujiazhuang, five miles east. There is a big willow tree in front of the door. I dug a vegetable cellar under the bed. All my money is in the cellar. As long as you are willing to let me go, everything will be yours. Please, please, forgive me!"

"That's more like it!" Snap—

Yang Muzi slapped him on the head and Zhang Deshui fainted on the spot.

Finally, Yang Muzi collected all the gold and cash into the virtual space, and even Zhang Deshui's tricycle and pistol. Afterwards, Yang Muzi took Zhang Deshui to the police station overnight. Not long after, Yang Zhengcheng arrived with his men.

Yang Muzi then threw the man to the ground and said, "I knocked him unconscious. Take a look, is this Zhang Deshui?"

"Not bad!" Zhu Dabao checked it and was extremely happy. "My dear brother, it has to be you!"

Yang Zhengcheng admired him very much. This Zhang Deshui was very cunning. They had been tracking him for almost a month but had not caught him yet.

Who would have thought that Yang Muzi would have caught the man in just a few days? "By the way, brother... Zhang Deshui's lair..."

Yang Muzi said, "There is a Niujiazhuang five miles east of Gaoliang Bridge. There is a big willow tree in front of the gate. That's where he lives now. Go and search."

"Dabao, take some people to Niujiazhuang. Lao Wu, take some people to rob the oil and salt shop."

"Yes, Boss!"

The people from the Six Gates split into two groups. Zhu Dabao took four or five people and went to Niujiazhuang overnight.

Another person took a dozen people to Zhang's Oil and Salt Shop. Yang Zhencheng asked someone to bring clean water to wake up Zhang Deshui. After waking up, Zhang Deshui's eyes were dull and he was talking nonsense.

"Where is this? Who are you? Who am I? Where is my mother? I want to find my mother!"

"Brother, what's going on?" Yang Zhencheng was confused.

Yang Muzi said awkwardly: "When we were fighting, maybe I was a little too heavy-handed and accidentally knocked him dumb."

He had a private deal with Zhang Deshui, and he had taken 270 million yuan from Zhang Deshui, so naturally he couldn't let Zhang Deshui get away with it. After knocking him unconscious, he gave him a shot in the head.

Zhang Deshui will never recover from this injection. He was made stupid.

"It doesn't matter if he's stupid or not, as long as he's caught, he's going to be shot anyway, it doesn't matter."

"That's good!" Yang Muzi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Two hours later, all the people in the casino were arrested, including about a hundred gamblers.

Zhu Dabao also came back with his men and seized more than one million yuan in cash and more than one hundred kilograms of gold from Niujiazhuang.

"Brother, this matter is all thanks to you. I will report you for a reward."

Yang Muzi: "I don't need the reward. I still say that all the credit belongs to you. Just do me a favor, brother."

"Thank you very much, brother."

Yang Zhengcheng smiled: "It's helpful, but I still want a reward. So, I'll give you a good citizen award for assisting the government in handling the case, and an additional reward of 200 yuan."

"Row!"

Yang Muzi nodded.

In this way, the credit goes to Yang Zhengcheng and others, and he is just assisting from the side.

This is good. Yang Muzi is not a member of the Six Gates, so it is useless for him to get credit. It is better to give it to Yang Zhengcheng.

"Brother, tell me, what can I do for you?"

Yang Muzi smiled bitterly and said, "There are more and more children in the family. We only have one room. I want to move to a bigger house in our yard."

His family owns a big house, which is located on Gulou East Street. There is a courtyard with three entrances.

But Yang Muzi didn't want to live there. There was no one in the three courtyards. If his family lived there alone, it would be too lonely and most importantly, it would not be conducive to the growth of the children.

Just imagine, if you have several children living in a large house without any friends, how lonely that would be.

"That's no problem. Just go to the neighborhood committee to coordinate. By the way, is there anyone suitable?"

"Have."

Yang Muzi nodded and said, "There is an old lady in our yard. She lives alone in three houses. She is in her sixties or seventies and has no children. It would be most appropriate if I could swap with her. Of course, I will not treat her unfairly. I will pay her the right amount."

"The only problem is that the old lady is a martyr's widow."

"What's the matter with being a martyr's widow? A martyr's widow cannot compare to you, a first-class meritorious service. Of course, the house should be given priority to those in need. She is an old lady,

We don’t need so many houses.”

"Don't worry, I will let the neighborhood committee mediate this matter. The country will not treat its meritorious officials unfairly."

"Just wait for the good news." "Okay, brother, thank you!"

The next day, the front-page headline of the newspaper was about the oil and salt shop.

When people learned that 100 kilograms of gold and more than one million yuan in cash had been seized from the oil and salt shop, the whole city was in an uproar.

The news spread throughout the streets and alleys. At the same time, the higher-ups were furious and ordered a thorough investigation of all casinos.

All people related to Zhangji Oil and Salt Shop and those who have visited Zhangji Oil and Salt Shop recently will be investigated.

"Old lady, good news, good news!"

Xu Damao ran into the deaf old lady's room holding a newspaper. "Damo, what's written on it?"

"The oil and salt shop has been closed down. All people who have been related to Zhangji Oil and Salt Shop and those who have been to Zhangji Oil and Salt Shop recently will be investigated."

"Okay, okay!" The deaf old lady was overjoyed. Boy, you are finally in my hands.

"Da Mao, go tell the three uncles that we will hold a meeting of the whole hospital tonight. Also, you and Wang Jianguo block the door at night and don't let Yang Muzi go out."

night.

The backyard was crowded with people. Three old men were sitting at the table and a deaf old lady was sitting on a throne.

Seeing that everyone was present, the deaf old lady ordered, "Shazhu, go call Yang Muzi and Chen Xueru as well."

"Da Mao, go to the neighborhood committee and invite Aunt Zhang over." "Hey hey hey!" Sha Zhu went to the central courtyard, and Xu Damao went to the neighborhood committee.

The deaf old lady looked dignified, as if she was conducting a trial: Yang Muzi, today I will ruin your reputation.

"what's the situation?"

"Why invite Director Zhang?"

“I feel like something big is going to happen.”

When the neighbors heard that they were going to invite Aunt Zhang from the neighborhood committee, they were shocked.

The three uncles were completely confused.

Uncle One: "Old lady, why are you so serious today?" Uncle Two: "What on earth happened?"

Uncle San: "Did something happen to Yang Muzi?"

"You'll know in a moment." The deaf old lady kept it a secret. Not long after, Yang Muzi and Chen Xueru arrived.

The deaf old lady glared and scolded: "Yang Muzi, do you know your crime?"

"What crime do I know?" Yang Muzi scratched his head.

"You know what you did!" The deaf old lady looked serious.

Yang Muzi smiled and said, "Old lady, are you bored? Why do you always bother me for no reason?"

"Shut up!"

The deaf old lady scolded: "Let me ask you, have you been to Zhang's Oil and Salt Shop recently?"

"What? What is Yang Muzi doing there?" "Isn't this guy going to gamble?" "Isn't it normal for idle people to go gambling?"

"By the way, I heard that Zhang's Oil and Salt Shop was closed down. Yang Muzi committed a crime in defiance of the law."

When Zhang's Oil and Salt Shop was mentioned, the neighbors all started talking about it. They all felt that the matter was serious.

The incident at Zhang's Oil and Salt Shop has involved hundreds of people and was reported in the newspapers.

Everyone knows that anyone who has been to the oil and salt shop recently will be investigated.

"Brother Mu...you!"