The Beginning of Siheyuan Blackmailing Yi Zhonghai

"Separate?"

Yan Jiecheng was really shocked. The education he received did not allow him to do anything too unorthodox.

But when Yu Li mentioned it, he was really moved.

Eighteen dollars a month, after rent, is definitely enough to support my wife, and maybe even have a good meal.

It doesn’t matter if there is not enough food. With the help from Yu Li’s parents, it will definitely be better than it is now.

"Okay, for the sake of the children and our happiness, let's split up!"

"Ok!"

Yu Li shed tears of joy.

However, Yan Jiecheng changed the subject and whispered, "Wife, I think we should spend the money first, so as not to leave ourselves a way out. What do you think?"

"Okay! Let's do it!"

The two reached an agreement and then hugged each other happily.

……

The night breeze in early summer is very comfortable, and it is most special when accompanied by starlight.

The black market in East City is crowded with people and the goods are dazzling.

Wang Tiedan paid the entrance fee and strolled around with ease.

He came mainly to buy tickets, and secondly to see if there were any novel items, such as guns and ammunition, children's toys, herbal seasonings, etc.

When they arrived under a big tree, before Wang Tiedan could say anything, five masked men with black cloth who were smoking under the tree stood up together.

"Brother, we don't have any fan tickets today, but we have a TV ticket, 12 inches, Beijing brand, do you want one?" One of the guys asked as he handed Wang Tiedan a cigarette.

Wang Tiedan was not polite either. He had been coming here frequently recently. The headgear he wore was a homemade small willow basket turned upside down on his head. It was not only breathable but also provided a good field of vision. It was unique in the entire black market, so it was easy to recognize.

"Where did it come from? Was it stolen?" Wang Tiedan asked as he lit a cigarette.

"Don't worry, buddy, you are an old customer, we won't cheat you. This TV ticket is a reward given to the driver by a senior leader. The driver doesn't need it, so he gave it to us to exchange for money. There must be a source for it."

"how much is it?"

"One hundred and eighty, no bargaining."

"Okay, I want it."

After saying that, Wang Tiedan took out a stack of money, counted out eighteen bills and handed them to the other party, then took the TV ticket and proof of origin.

"Brothers, please continue to keep an eye out for electric fan tickets for me. I'm still short of four. If there are any TV tickets, please find me two more. I'll come back in two days."

"Don't worry, I promise to stay with you."

"Thanks!"

As Wang Tiedan spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes, Daqianmen, which were not very expensive, and handed it over.

"Please have a smoke, guys."

"Thank you."

Several people thanked him, and Wang Tiedan waved his hand and walked towards the deepest part, where guns were sold.

"Who is this? Why are you so rich?" asked a fat guy while smoking a cigarette.

"Just focus on our business, don't ask questions, and don't have any other ideas." said the leader.

"what happened?"

"Do you know the black brother No. 5?" another man asked, nudging the fat guy.

"I know. I heard that a robber was killed and one man lost an arm and a leg. No, could the black guy have robbed him?" the fat buddy asked in surprise.

"He doesn't know whether there was a robbery or not. Anyway, there were two groups of people killed in the black market recently. Someone saw that before they left, there was a man wearing a willow basket on his head who left first. Think about it yourself."

The fat guy shook his head and said, "What are you thinking about? You just have to not offend him."

On the other side, Wang Tiedan had already reached the depths of the black market. He picked up a small wooden gun from a street stall and asked, "Are there any Brownings or Colts today?"

"Don't ask. Guns like that are hard to find on the black market. I've collected them all. Do you want the Russian TT33?"

Before the stall owner could speak, another stall owner nearby asked.

"how much is it?"

"Twelve thousand, plus one hundred rounds of ammunition."

"Fuck, are the Russians' guns so expensive? Do they have revolvers?" Wang Tiedan asked in surprise.

"Yes, Webley revolver. That gun costs two damn dollars. Do you want it? If you want it, I can get it for you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." At this time, the stall owner said.

Wang Tiedan pursed his lips and took the opportunity to check his funds. He had more than 4,000 yuan, but he still had to save some money to buy a TV and a fan. He was afraid it was not enough, so he shook his head.

"I can't afford it. I'll come back and ask in a couple of days."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the game area without saying a word.

It’s hot now, and the prey from Dawang Village cannot be kept for long, so we have to get some fresh ones from the black market as a supplement.

As soon as Wang Tiedan left, several gun stall owners came together, looked at Wang Tiedan's back and shook their heads.

Although the gun business is not an antique, it is not a big deal to close for half a year and make a living for three years after opening, but it is still okay to make a living for two or three months.

When they saw Wang Tiedan asking the price generously, they thought he was a rich man and their eyes united. As a result, Wang Tiedan came every time but never bought anything, which made them feel itchy.

"This kid is very smart and hard to fool."

"You're selling a gun worth eight hundred dollars for twelve thousand. How shameless of you to sell it for twelve thousand."

"Didn't I add a hundred rounds of ammunition?"

"If you ask me, just sell the revolver to him. Fifteen thousand is not a small amount."

"Such a good gun, only earning 300 yuan, must have cost a lot of bullets, it's not appropriate."

"Fuck! Just keep it for the birth of a cub."

……

Just as Wang Tiedan was selecting game, six more figures wearing hoods entered the black market one after another.

There was Yi Zhonghai who came to buy meat and fruit, Yan Jiecheng who came to buy a work station, and Yan Bugui who came to see if there was any bargain to be had.

The most important thing is that there are Liu Haizhong and his three sons who came out to exchange for food.

Yi Zhonghai was wearing a mask so no one would recognize him, and he felt very comfortable.

He first came to the most popular fruit stall and frantically grabbed two kilograms of peaches, then went to the game area to buy some mutton to make soup for himself and Qin Huairu.

At this time, Wang Tiedan was also among the crowd buying mutton, but he was closer to the front, and he deliberately spoke with a northern Shaanxi accent.

"My fellow countryman, I want both this half of the sheep and the three sheep heads."

Before the mutton seller said anything, the people who were watching and wanted to buy the meat were unwilling to do so.

"My friend, you've bought them all. What should we do? You can't keep them all for yourself."

"That's right, fellow villager, we finally found someone selling mutton, and we are queuing up to buy it."

"Buy less. I'll just buy one pound. Please distribute it evenly and help me."

Wang Tiedan looked at the people around him. There were more than ten of them. Each person weighed more than ten kilograms. This half sheep, including the bones, would weigh only thirty kilograms. How should he divide it?

"You are all talking nonsense. I am telling you that I want to marry a woman and hold a wedding banquet, and my fellow villagers like this.

In this case, I am not an unreasonable person. I will leave you one leg, and you can divide it among yourselves. My fellow countryman, weigh it for me quickly."

The boss doesn’t care who he sells to, he just wants to sell out as soon as possible and go home as soon as possible.

With a swing of the knife, a leg of lamb was left behind.

A quick weighing showed 18 jin, including three sheep heads, which was exactly 40 yuan.

Wang Tiedan promptly paid the money, loaded the meat and left without any hesitation.

As soon as I squeezed out of the crowd, I felt two familiar people, one was Yi Zhonghai and the other was Yan Bugui.

Yi Zhonghai seemed to be buying meat, while Yan Bugui seemed to be preparing to pick up chopped meat scraps.