Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.
However, she didn't expec...
Shen Qian: "It's been a long time!"
Having acquired some good stuff, I wanted to come and see Master Lei!
"Hahaha! Brother, if you ever think of me when something good happens, I'll definitely make sure you don't miss out!"
"Come, sit down and have a cup of tea first!" Old Lei personally poured tea for Shen Qian and Song Yan.
"Fourth brother, just now downstairs..." Old Lei was asking his own people this question.
Shen Qian replied, "There was a slight misunderstanding."
The man called Fourth Brother immediately gave Shen Qian a grateful look.
Old Lei: "Those bastards must be blind!"
"Hey guys, what good stuff have you got this time?"
Song Yan took a ginseng root out of his bag.
It was still the same ginseng, with a slight sheen on its surface.
Old Lei reached out to grab the ginseng, but then stopped because he wasn't wearing gloves.
After showing it to him, Song Yan put the ginseng away again.
"Does your sister-in-law need to be so cautious?"
I don't think it looks bad!
"I'll give you the price of 30,000 directly." Old Lei said with a smile.
Shen Qian shook his head.
Old Lei: "Forty thousand!"
Shen Qian shook his head again.
The smile on Lao Lei's face slowly faded. "I won't lie to you, someone said they wanted ginseng that was old, no matter the price."
Actually, that was just talk.
I'm in this business for the long haul. If I charge exorbitant prices, who will want to do business with me again?
Shen Qian: "I don't plan to sell this ginseng. I want to ask Master Lei to do me a favor."
If I succeed in getting this ginseng, I'll give it to you for free; if I fail...
The fourth brother chimed in from the side, “Brother, just tell me what you want to do, and I’ll do my best to get it done for you.”
You should sell the ginseng when you should; who would turn down money?
Shen Qian understood; they desperately wanted the ginseng and were afraid they couldn't fulfill his request.
We might as well buy the ginseng first.
"No! Whoever accomplishes this, I will give the ginseng to them!" Shen Qian said firmly.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Old Lei asked.
Clearly, what they're trying to do is not simple.
Song Yan took out the portrait she had drawn in advance from her bag.
"This portrait bears a resemblance to the person in the portrait, about 60-70%."
He must have only been here for a short time; he has a Kyoto accent.
His name is Jiang Zhijun, and he used to be a policeman. He committed murder and is a wanted criminal.
I saw him carrying a big bag at the clothing store yesterday.
We were too far away at the time, and the crowd was too big, so we couldn't catch him there at all.
So I'd like to ask Lei Ye for help today!
Lei examined the portrait for a moment. "Do you have a grudge against this person?"
Shen Qian: "Yes!"
"And then what?" Old Lei narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Shen Qian.
Shen Qian gestured with his hand across his neck.
Old Lei waved his hand. "I just want to make some money, I won't do this kind of thing!"
If Lao Lei doesn't do it, who will believe him?
Shen Qian: "Would it work if we found someone?"
"I can find someone!" Old Lei agreed without hesitation.
"Find the person and hand them over to me."
However, this matter is only half done, and it's worth half a ginseng root!
And we need to be quick, we only have one day here! Shen Qian wasn't fooled. Finding the person meant the matter was only half done, and the ginseng was only half a plant. This needed to be made clear.
"The time is too short. If you could give me more time, I would agree to it!" Old Lei leaned back, sitting comfortably in the large chair.
"I really don't have time, just one day!"
"If Master Lei can't do it, we'll do this business again next time!" With that, Shen Qian stood up.
"I'll raise the price for you, fifty thousand!"
"At this price, I might not even make a profit; I might even lose money..." Old Lei really wanted this ginseng.
"I can't wait any longer!" Shen Qian said, looking at Lao Lei, waiting for his answer whether he could do it or not.
Old Lei has many men under his command. Although his business can't be described as booming, he is still a prominent figure in the area.
Besides, their main goal is to make money, and they don't want to cause too much of a commotion or attract unnecessary attention.
So everyone is still very polite when they meet, it's rare to see someone as tough as Heizi.
The two looked at each other, neither speaking. But they could both sense a different aura emanating from the other.
Shen Qian slowly withdrew his gaze, turned to Song Yan, and said two words: "Let's go!"
The two of them turned and left.
"No, no! Look, we're all just trying to make money, for mutual benefit, and for harmony to bring wealth! We can talk things out!" the fourth brother said.
Everyone was trying to speak Mandarin, but in his anxiety, the fourth brother slipped into his local dialect. At the same time, he blocked the doorway. "Master Lei! Master Lei! Didn't you always teach us that harmony brings wealth?"
Since Song Yan was a woman, he couldn't easily pull her away, so he grabbed Shen Qian's arm instead.
"I really don't have time!" Shen Qian said.
“Don’t you always come here to check out the goods? Let’s keep an eye on them first, and I’ll go find some men for the brothers!” said the fourth brother.
"Brother, what's the latest you're leaving?" Old Lei asked.
"We must leave the morning after tomorrow!" Shen Qianyuan originally said one day, but now he said the morning after tomorrow, which means he has given us an extra night.
This could be considered a small concession. Old Lei also softened his tone. "With so many migrant workers these days, finding someone like this is like finding a needle in a haystack."
All I can say is I'll try my best to find it!
Shen Qian: "I found it the day after tomorrow morning. I'll sell you half of this ginseng as a favor."
If you can't find it, I'll pay a reward of 20,000 yuan!
"Where do you live, brother?" Old Lei slowly sat down, indicating that he agreed to Shen Qian's conditions.
"A hotel!"