Gu Jiayuan wants to go to Beijing.

Knowing that Yang Zhaozhao was living well here, Gu Jiayuan felt relieved.

In fact, he didn't want to give up. He ate meat for every meal. Not only was it delicious, but it also made him full.

Gu Jiayuan even liked the hot water bottle stuffed in the quilt.

"If you like it, you can take it with you, and also bring one for grandpa." The military green travel bag that Yang Zhaozhao brought to Gu Jiayuan was stuffed with a lot of things.

Food for the trip, food for the elderly, and food that Gu Jiayuan likes to eat.

And Fengcheng’s specialty, hazelnuts.

This was obtained from Li Yiling's farm. There were two kilograms in one basket. After frying it, they asked Gu Jiayuan to take care of it.

Yang Zhaozhao was a little loose-minded, as her trousers were removed, so she only got half a pound.

I bought three pounds of pine nuts on the black market yesterday, enough for them to try.

There were also a dozen black truffles that Yang Zhaozhao was reluctant to eat. He dug them from under a tree on the back mountain and buried them in the soil for preservation. They can still be eaten now.

The taste of black truffle is so fragrant.

"I wonder if you've ever eaten that wild boar meat, how about you bring some for me?" Gu Jiayuan hesitated as he watched Yang Zhaozhao pack for him. When he saw that the food was almost packed, he couldn't help but speak.

Yang Zhaozhao: “…”

How can I tell him that what he eats is not wild boar meat? Wild boar meat is not that tender and the skin is not that white.

But since he was in a panic, Yang Zhaozhao could only cover up the lie.

She said bluntly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I've eaten all of it these days. I'll bring some for you next time."

Gu Jiayuan felt a little regretful, but seeing that Yang Zhaozhao had prepared an extra bag for his luggage, he contentedly got on the bus to the provincial capital and took the train to Beijing.

After seeing Gu Jiayuan off, Yang Zhaozhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally being able to have some peace and quiet for a while.

Li Yiling also felt relieved, as there were no longer people surrounding Yang Zhaozhao, which made his eyes hurt.

After leaving the bus station, Yang Zhaozhao turned on the navigation and looked at the black market nearby to see if there was anything she could find. After all, she still owed 8,193 yuan.

The big black stone from yesterday was also used by Yang Zhaozhao to repay the debt.

Yang Zhaozhao has been spending more and more time in the toilet these two days. People who don’t know her might think she is constipated, but in fact she is planning to go to the pit toilet.

A temporary black market was set up, with quite a few people.

Now that the crackdown on speculation has been relaxed, many people are ready to make a move and are taking action as soon as they hear the news. There are more people than before, including many who run small businesses and set up street vendors.

There was chaos when there were too many people. There were one or two people with dirty hands. Seeing that Yang Zhaozhao was dressed richer than others, they quietly squeezed past and tried to put their hands into Yang Zhaozhao's pockets.

Before he could get in, his arm hurt and he cried out in pain from being pinched so hard that he kicked himself to the ground, like a lying turtle: "If you try to cheat again, I'll kill you!"

Frightened by Li Yiling's violent appearance, he looked grim. Being pointed at and criticized, he felt embarrassed and ashamed. He got up and was about to run away. Someone realized that his money was missing, so he grabbed the thief and started to pester him, demanding that he hand over the money he had stolen.

Yang Zhaozhao realized that she was being watched, and said to Li Yiling who was following her, "Thank you."

"Be careful when there are so many people around!" Li Yiling warned.

Yang Zhaozhao nodded. She had nothing in her pockets and all her valuables were in the space so that thieves would not succeed.

From beginning to end, Yang Zhaozhao didn't feel any antique atmosphere and was a little disappointed.

After searching other black markets, she still found nothing. Yang Zhaozhao was so disappointed that she felt completely devastated.

Li Yiling felt that he was useless. He knew what she was worried about, but he could not help her at all. He knew nothing about antiques and cultural relics. He could only take exams.

Yang Zhaozhao was in an emo mood. When he turned a corner, a bicycle rushed out.

Before Yang Zhaozhao could react, Li Yiling pulled her into his arms. The two bicycles collided with each other, and the handlebars of the other bicycle were broken and the pedals were off.

Xue Da cried out in pain, protecting the things in his arms, and fell heavily.

"How do you ride a bike?" Xue Da took the initiative.

Li Yiling checked with his eyes and confirmed that Yang Zhaozhao was not injured. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xue Da with a fierce look: "Who are you talking about?"

Hearing his voice that sounded like the King of Hell demanding his life, Xue Da finally realized who he had provoked, and immediately said timidly: "I just said that I was not careful when riding my bike and scared you. Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, what are you holding in your arms?"

Yang Zhaozhao's nose twitched slightly, and the material space in his mind said with a cheerful tone: [Antiques for inspection, please accept! ]

Xue Da looked at Yang Zhaozhao warily and held the thing in his arms tighter: "No...nothing, I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

I didn't expect that there would be another village after dark.

Yang Zhaozhao would never allow any antique to slip away from under her nose. She grabbed Xue Dadao, who looked nervous, and said, "I know you are worried about your sister-in-law recently. I can help you."

Li Yiling's face turned black. Why did she speak to him so kindly?

"Can you help me?" Glancing at Li Yiling who wanted to strangle him, Xue Da silently took two steps back, ready to run at any time.

"Yes, I can help you!" Yang Zhaozhao showed what she thought was a friendly smile: "I am a kind-hearted person. I don't have any hobbies, but I like old things."

When saying the last three words, Yang Zhaozhao gave Xue Da a look.

Xue Da: “…”

There's sand in her eyes, why is she winking at me?

Looking at Li Yiling, whose face was as black as the bottom of the pot, Xue Da almost fell to his knees. Big sister, please don't mess with me!

Seeing that Xue Da didn't seem to understand, Yang Zhaozhao reminded him again: "You know, old things, I like that."

Xue Da understood. Thinking back to the many times Yang Zhaozhao and his men had had conflicts with the police, and he had just seen them drinking tea with the police, Xue Da frowned and asked, "Can you really get my wife out?"

"It's a little difficult to get it out, but I can help with the small amount of compensation from your family." Pointing to the things in Xue Da's arms, "I just don't know how much effort I can put in."

In order to avoid being seen, Xue Da went to Cui Nai's house, carefully took out the things he had wrapped, and said, "This is an heirloom from our family. It is said that it is a stove that came out of the palace in the past."

Yang Zhaozhao couldn't tell whether it came from the palace, but the smell was good. She just didn't know whether it was worth eight thousand yuan.

He wanted to take a look at it, but Xue Dahu wouldn't let him.

Li Yiling coughed, and Xue Da reluctantly offered it with both hands.

The incense burner was in his hand. Yang Zhaozhao asked the material space to evaluate the price: [Incense burner made by the royal family during the Xianfeng period of the Qing Dynasty, a treasure, estimated at 1,000 yuan. Should it be used to repay the loan? ]"

"Don't worry, I haven't paid yet!" Yang Zhaozhao also wanted to pay it back, but it was only 1,000 yuan. Yang Zhaozhao still owed 8,200, which was not enough.

However, there are still a few days left, and she doesn't believe that she won't be able to find another antique.

"You took it out, how much do you plan to sell it for?" Xue Da dug out all the old items in a furtive manner, it was obvious that he did it with the intention of selling them.

Nowadays, everyone is poor, and no one would be willing to spend money to buy these old items unless they really like them.

Xue Da was really helpless. His family savings had been emptied out and he was still short of 120 yuan. Besides, his family had to make a living, so he thought that if he could sell it for 150 yuan, it would be fine.

Hearing Yang Zhaozhao's tone of not being short of money, Xue Duo became more cautious and said, "Two hundred, it's already agreed. If you want it, you have to give at least ten or eight yuan."

Two hundred is not expensive, ten dollars is also two hundred and one.

Seeing that the guilty person didn't dare to look him in the eye, Yang Zhaozhao was not easy to deceive: "One hundred."

"It's just two hundred and one. If you don't want it, I'll find someone else." Xue Da played hard to get.

Yang Zhaozhao was not fooled: "One hundred and one."

"Two hundred and twenty!" Xue Da made a bargain and could not afford to suffer a loss.

Yang Zhaozhao wanted to bargain, and Li Yiling, who was listening, lost his patience: "What was the price you said? Speak nicely."

Li Yiling clenched his fists, and his bones crackled. Xue Da was so scared that he held his head and said, "One hundred, no less. If it's less, I'll have to buy another wife!"

Yang Zhaozhao thought that if the wife of the Xue family knew that her husband was thinking of finding a new wife, she would probably be so angry that she died.

But what does that have to do with me?

Yang Zhaozhao gave Xue Da a hundred yuan, and the debt was instantly reduced by a lot.

Material space: [Current debt is 2193, and there are still days to pay off. Please make sure to pay it off within 1 day, and you cannot use antiques. ]

If she can't use antiques, she can't dig toilets. She only earns more than two thousand yuan in a day. Isn't this fatal?

Yang Zhaozhao was dumbfounded when his hopes were dashed. He was so angry that he wanted to die with it: "Material Space, you have no moral principles. You just want me to die and then replace me with the next one, right?"

Material space: [Yes.]

Yang Zhaozhao: “…”