Her eyes fell on the loose wall tiles, and an idea suddenly came to her mind, and she smashed them down with a hammer.
After a few clangs, a small piece of the wall collapsed, revealing two small boxes inside.
You bastard, you’re really good at hiding!
Now! Here you go! She takes it all away.
Jiang Yan opened the boxes, one box of small yellow croakers and one box of Yuan Datou, both looked very heavy.
These were all looted from the capitalists by Yang Daqiang's uncle. They were embezzled and didn't hand them over. So, he let her buy them for free.
All the tables, chairs, benches, double-opening cabinets, pots and pans, glass floors and other things in the house were taken away.
Jiang Yan passed by like a tornado, leaving the room cleaner than her butt. She clapped her hands, her peripheral vision falling on the yard outside.
There is a money tree planted there. A wild boar like Yang Daqiang cannot taste the fine bran, let alone appreciate it.
Jiang Yan narrowed her eyes: Could it be?
She took out a hoe from the space, and carefully dug the grass around the tree with her butt sticking out. After digging about half a meter, she found a layer of stone slabs inside.
What important secret is hidden so carefully?
Jiang Yan knocked around the stone slab with a hammer. There was nothing underneath. She smashed the stone slab with force, revealing a gray wooden box.
She carried out a heavy wooden box, then... another wooden box, then... another wooden box.
Jiang Yan: “……!” You’re a fucking groundhog, you’re so good at hiding.
She carried the boxes up one by one, which took her about ten minutes. There were twelve in total, large and small.
Jiang Yan covered her pounding heart, feeling like she was about to explode!
Don't even think about lying down, it's enough to support your book friends! Then I wish everyone who reads this will get rich!
She chose a large blind box and when she opened it, she saw a blue and white porcelain vase wrapped in straw inside. Looking at the year, it was from the Song Dynasty. Wow, this must be a stolen national cultural relic!
She then opened three more, which were filled with exquisitely crafted jewellery, jade, pearls and agate.
Jiang Yan was an expert and could tell that these were all priceless treasures of extremely high quality. Any one of them could be sold at a sky-high price in the future.
And in the smallest box, she found an unexpected gain.
Inside were records of the Yang family's sale of antiques over the years, as well as evidence of corruption and bribery.
Jiang Yan doesn't like to leave any trouble for herself, so she has to kill them both!
These alone are enough to get Yang Daqiang and his uncle shot.
She left the small box alone.
She didn't open the rest, but put all the boxes into the space to make sure nothing was left behind.
Looking at the small building with red bricks and white tiles, supplies are scarce now. These are scarce resources. I don’t know if we can collect them.
She tried to move it with her mind, and the next second, the small building disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the bare foundation.
Jiang Yan was ecstatic. This space was amazing! Could this be collected?
She raced against time to fill up the hole she had dug and walked out of the yard. Yang Daqiang had committed a crime and she estimated that someone would come to search soon.
Just as I left, the police arrived.
Seeing the small building that had been dug up by someone, the group of people were in a mess.
“What…what’s going on?”
A sharp-eyed policeman saw the small box, ran forward to open it, and when he saw what was inside, his hands went limp.
"Boss, I found something."
The leading police officer flipped through two pages, his expression suddenly changed, and he said sternly, "Return to the police station immediately, quickly."
A group of people who didn't know what was going on rushed back without stopping.
Jiang Yan watched in the dark and made sure that the Yang family could not cause any trouble. The next step was to sell the house and the job and deal with Jiang Baozhu.
After all the activities, Jiang Yan was hungry. Having earned so much money, he planned to have a meal at a state-owned restaurant.
She found a deserted place to enter the space, removed her makeup, changed into a pink and white plaid blouse, combed her hair into loose ponytails, tied a black hairband with two light yellow knitted daisies on it, which made her look even more delicate and fair. She wore white curled socks and black leather shoes on her feet. Wherever she stood, she was the focus of the crowd.
Jiang Yan had no anxiety about her appearance and walked quite confidently and generously. She went to the state-owned hotel according to the original owner's memory.
In the 1970s, you could buy two eggs for one cent, and few ordinary people could afford to go to a restaurant, so they would rather spend every penny wisely.
It was not meal time when Jiang Yan arrived, so there were only a few people in the hall, so there was no need to queue, which saved a lot of trouble.
I looked at the today's supplies written crookedly in chalk on the wall: braised pork, cold pig ears, fried peanuts, white flour steamed buns, smashed cucumbers, stir-fried water spinach, fresh meat buns, rice, vegetable egg soup, and sour plum soup.
The original owner came every now and then, and she took out the food coupons and meat coupons according to her memory.
She ordered ten fresh meat buns, ten white flour buns, a dish of braised pork, a plate of smashed cucumbers, and a plate of stir-fried water spinach.
The current price of meat is 50 cents per pound. Pork fat is in short supply and is more expensive, about 70 cents. Jiang Yan bought ten fresh meat buns and spent two yuan plus three taels of meat coupons.
White flour buns were cheap, ten of them cost 80 cents plus two taels of food coupons, smashed cucumbers cost 10 cents, water spinach 15 cents, sour plum soup 5 cents, and the most expensive item was braised pork, which cost 60 cents plus three taels of meat coupons.
She found an empty corner and ignored the surprised looks she received.
It's just that they think she is not good at managing money and is a spendthrift woman.
Tsk, what are you looking at? I have the conditions.
As her strength increased, her appetite also increased, and the waiter had just brought all the dishes.
She took the fresh meat bun, put a piece of fat and lean braised pork in it, and took a bite. It was the ultimate enjoyment for her taste buds.
The fried hollow chestnuts are emerald green in color and spicy, and go well with rice. Paired with smashed cucumbers, they are sweet and refreshing, and the sour plum soup is sweet and sour and can relieve greasiness.
Wow, as expected, if you want to eat something good these days, you have to go to a state-owned restaurant.
Others were drooling as they watched, oh my god, it smells so good.
What kind of family background, how to eat! Just the fragrance that came from it, I drank two more ounces of boiled water.
Jiang Yan spent about half an hour eating. She took out the aluminum lunch box she carried with her and asked the waiter to pack the rest for her.
There's no way, she doesn't like cooking, so she can only stock up some food every day. Anyway, the flow rate in the space is slow, so it's good to keep food fresh.
Facing the envious gazes of others, Jiang Yan walked out of the state-owned hotel.
I found an empty corner, threw the aluminum lunch box into the space, and returned to the staff quarters the same way.
At the end of the working day, a group of people gathered together, and Jiang Yan didn't dare to join in the fun.
This brick can send her back to the 1970s, and another brick will make her survive in the wilderness of the apocalypse?
Thanks for the invitation. I am now lying down.
As a person, if you don't look for trouble, trouble will come to you, without waiting for Jiang Yan to take a detour.
A shadow rushed over and begged in a low voice: "Sister, I beg you, please let mother go? The grace of giving birth is not as great as the grace of raising you. Mother raised you with a lot of hard work. She has such a good relationship with father, it is impossible for her to have an affair with him! Wuwuwu, if you can't get angry, just beat me and scold me. Mother is old, how can she survive if she is sent down!"
Jiang Baozhu cried so sincerely that it was as if the sky had fallen.
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