Chapter 206 What’s the Problem?
Wang Deming picked up the black silver ingot that had been oxidized to gray-black and weighed it. He was secretly amazed. It turned out that the movies and TV dramas were not fake. There really was a 50-liang silver ingot.

The silver ingot is in the shape of a horseshoe with two curved ends, and there is a word in the middle: Silver Bureau, Yongle Year 6, November, Domestic Sales, Cast Flower Silver 50 Liang, Heavy Head, Gu Afu, Craftsman Qiu Siping, No. 6, 1,670
What the hell? It's from the Ming Dynasty!

Wang Deming picked up a few more pieces at random. They were all the same in shape, except for the characters in the middle. Some began with the character "六" and were more than one thousand, while others began with other numbers.

TMD, it seems that the ancient and modern times are the same.
Isn't this just secretly hiding the government's money in one's own home?
There are 5 boxes in total, 4 of which are filled with silver ingots, and only 1 is filled with gold, but it is not the common large yellow croaker or small yellow croaker, but a gold ingot. All of them are engraved with the inscription: In the th year of Wanli, the Ministry of Revenue entered Daxing County and the shopkeeper Yan Hong and others bought it.

Or maybe: The solution of the Yunnan Provincial Government.

"Ding!" He casually threw the gold ingot back into the box. Wang Deming was dumbfounded. How the hell should he spend it? This should be considered a cultural relic, right?

If I melt all of these, will it be a big loss?

Forget it, let’s ship it back first.

With a push of his arms, the gold ingots scattered all over the floor. Damn, they stole gold and silver, why didn't they steal some golden nanmu to make boxes? Otherwise, how could it be broken?

Alas, it is a life of hard work. Fortunately, I was smart and brought two large canvas bags with me.

After two trips back and forth, Wang Deming finally transferred the gold and silver ingots to the cellar that Xiaojingchang had dug himself and reburied them, and he even stomped on them a few times.

Looking at his own footprints, Wang Deming sighed and decided that the only solution now was to take out the gold bars buried in the house in Nanluoguxiang.
However, I still have to persuade my sister to move to Xiaojingchang to live with me first, otherwise there is no way to dismantle the kang. The more comfortable it was when it was buried, the more painful it will be to move it again.

No wonder Director Zhao in the previous life of "In the Name of People" directly bought a villa to hide his money. He really has a good life.
No wonder Fang Shiming has been calling for so many years but there is no movement at all?
As the capital city becomes full of flowers and green willows, the temperature continues to rise, people gradually change into their cotton-padded clothes, and time unknowingly enters May.

In the end, it was Zhang Shouchun who stepped in and persuaded his sister Yan Baozhen to move to Xiaojingchang successfully.

Now the small factory is very lively, and the chirping of various insects can be heard all night long.

Chang Renchun now invites his classmates to go to the cemetery outside Chaoyangmen to catch crickets and raise them; he also often buys them from the small insect vendors on Longfusi Street. Of course, raising crickets is not the purpose. Now that his home has become spacious again, he invites his classmates to come home to fight crickets.
Ever since coming to Xiaojing Factory, Chang Renchun has never been short of small changes in his pocket.

Both Zhang Shouchun and Jin Yuqing have been extravagant since childhood and never took money seriously. They were given pocket money of 1 or 2 yuan every day.

Chang Renchun is now over 10 years old, an age that even dogs would dislike. But now he is very happy. After school, he often goes to Longfu Temple or Dong'an Market to buy swords, spears, halberds, submachine guns, generals, soldiers and small clay figurines of the People's Liberation Army.

When I got home, I spread the troops on the ground and arranged them back and forth.

Fortunately, he also bought a lot of comic books: "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Three Strikes on the White Bone Demon", "Water Margin", "Great Changes in Mountain Villages", "Mutual Aid Group Leader Wang Xiulan", etc. and some old editions of illustrated books, such as "Tang Xianzu Talks about Dong Xixiang", "Yuefu Poetry Collection", and "Mengxi Bi Tan".
So I just let him go.

With the gold bars in place, the four-courtyard house at No. 11 Yongkang Hutong was finally taken by Wang Deming.

The west entrance of Yongkang Hutong is located on Andingmen Street, with the Imperial College to the north and the Confucius Temple and Lama Temple to the east. It is an absolutely golden Feng Shui location. It is also very close to Xiaojingchang. From the east entrance of Fentingsi Hutong in the north, you will reach Andingmen Street. After passing Xiejia Hutong and Chebi Hutong, you will arrive. Several houses here belong to Li Lianying, a famous eunuch in the late Qing Dynasty.

Wang Deming’s plan was very good. He converted the two front courtyards into a clinic as a cover, and the two back courtyards were used for living. It was perfect!

But it was not until he went to take possession of the house that Wang Deming discovered why the previous owner had to sell the house. In front of the houses next door, No. 5, 7, and 9, there were now PLA soldiers standing guard all day long.
That would have been fine, but when Wang Deming hired people to bring back the blue bricks, blue tiles, and cement that he bought from Dabei Kiln outside Chaoyangmen, and the wood that he bought from Longxugou, they were stopped by PLA soldiers for inspection.

They were afraid that there might be some dangerous items inside that would threaten the safety of the leaders.
I bought a watch last year. How can I still live in this house?
It's obvious that the people living next door are all important people. Being observed all the time is really contrary to my low-key style.

What if the leader gets interested one day and asks who lives next door? The soldier answers: A handsome young man and three beautiful women. This is a big deal.

What if my boss thinks I don't have that much?
MLGB, give it to Alexei first, and let him help me occupy the house first.

"Are you really going to let me live here first?" The weather was hot now. Red-haired Alexei had his chest unbuttoned. Even though he was wearing a vest under his shirt, it couldn't hide the thick red chest hair on his chest. His big hairy hands kept fanning like a palm leaf fan. "It doesn't seem appropriate for me to live alone in such a big yard, right?"

"Wouldn't it be a good idea for you and Diana to move here together?"

"Have you been to the garden where Diana lives now?" Wang Deming asked back, twisting his thumb very casually, opening the paper fan in his hand, and fanning his chest twice. The fan was painted by Mr. Qi Gong from Beijing Normal University, and then inscribed with a poem.

While Mr. Qi Gong is not that famous yet, hurry up and get as much as you can from him.
As for Mr. Qi Baishi, forget it. In the 80s, he was directly packaged up from the National Art Museum of China for 20 Hong Kong dollars. Famous modern painters such as Li Keran, Fu Baoshi, Huang Binhong, etc. were all included.

"How can I have the time to go?" Hearing this, Alexei looked at me with resentment. "I have only been back in Beijing for a few days. In the past few months, you have arranged for me to travel all over the Soviet Union and the Warsaw Pact to help you get the train cars and the local supply and marketing system."

"Look! The chest and leg hair that I got rid of with great difficulty has grown back again!" Alexei simply tore open his shirt, pulled up his trouser legs, and showed Wang Deming the lush hair that had grown again.

It's really fucking eye-catching. "Put it down now!" Wang Deming was disgusted and blocked his nose with a paper fan. "It's been thousands of years since it evolved properly. The fur has all fallen off. You expect Chinese medicine to fix it in one go?" "Are you kidding me?"

"That's Chinese medicine, it's for regulating the body, not metaphysics or mysticism. Once you drink it, you'll be reborn. Medicines that can transform you are only found in myths and novels."

"But don't worry," Wang Deming patted his chest, "After taking Chinese medicine for a long time, your hair will definitely become less and less. Isn't your body odor much less now than before?"

"That's right!" Alexei was very proud when he mentioned this. "My dear De, you don't know how popular I am now."

"Every time I go to a dance and deliberately don't wear perfume, the ladies will surround me and exclaim: My God, your body is so pure!"

He winked at Wang Deming slyly, "Hey, De, you can't wait to have a deep communication with me!"

"So, when can we sell our potion?"

(End of this chapter)