Xia Weian did not give Chen Zhihe his real name. Those who were involved in the black market had some gangster elements. After he sold the things in his hands, he was not going to deal with these people anymore.
After the reform and opening up, he will also do formal business.
Xia Weian himself did not expect that his entanglement with Shen Zhihe would become so deep in the future, so deep that Xia Weian wanted to kill Shen Zhihe.
Xia Weian walked around Shen Zhihe and their yard, got a rough idea of the direction, and then went back to the front room to wait for Shen Zhihe to come back.
About half an hour passed.
Shen Zhihe walked in with a middle-aged man.
"Brother Song, this is my boss, Mr. Hu Sanye, we call him Third Brother in the underworld."
"Hello, Third Brother." Xia Weian readily followed suit.
Uncle Hu saw that Xia Weian was wearing a mask and did not let him take it off. It was normal for him to be on guard against him.
He is also careful when he goes out.
Seeing Xia Weian being so sensible, Shen Zhihe's heart slowly settled down. He was indeed a smart man.
"I'm a few years older than you, so I'll call you Brother Song. Let's sit down and talk." Uncle Hu smiled and invited Xia Weian to sit down.
Xia Weian sat next to Mr. Hu Sanye with confidence.
He knew that these people were veterans, and he only had one more lifetime of experience and one more space than them.
These people should not be underestimated.
"Brother Song has so much high-quality grain to sell. I want it. Can we get a lower price?" said Mr. Hu Sanye.
"Brother San, just give me a price. I'm working for the boss, and he's given a base price. The more goods you want, the lower the price will naturally be," Xia Weian said.
"That's right." Uncle Hu laughed, "Your boss must be a straightforward person and trusts Brother Song."
"Thank you for your appreciation, boss." Xia Weian smiled.
"Well, I want them all, but I don't have that much money. So, I thought about it this way. Brother, do you think it's possible?" Uncle Hu said thoughtfully.
"Third brother, please speak."
"I'll give you half in cash, some in banknotes, ten large boxes of gold, silver, jade, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and a box of property deeds," said Mr. Hu, pointing to a box not far away.
"Are all the property deeds legal?" Xia Weian asked.
"Of course." Master Hu San said, "I, Hu San, have been in the underworld for many years, so I still have some character. Besides, Brother Song has such good stuff, so it's natural that he is untraceable. Naturally, I dare not offend him."
Mr. Hu San laughed heartily.
The atmosphere seemed very harmonious.
Xia Weian pretended to think for a while and said, "We need five more boxes of small yellow croaker."
"Deal." Uncle Hu San said generously. He had originally reserved some space. Although the things he gave should be valuable, they were of no use now.
It is risky to take everything out, it is better for food to be hard currency.
Mr. Hu Sanye felt that he had thought it through very clearly. Besides, those things were not his in the first place. He had just robbed them, so he didn't feel bad about spending them.
"Deal, how long will it take Third Brother to prepare?" Xia Weian asked.
"The transaction will be conducted at 8 o'clock tomorrow night. The location will be decided by you, brother."
"Okay, I'll decide on a location and come over here to deliver the letter to Brother Shen." Xia Weian said as he stood up.
"Okay. That's straightforward, buddy. Happy working with you."
“It’s a pleasure to work with you.”
Xia Weian shook hands with Mr. Hu Sanye and left the courtyard. He looked carefully to make sure that no one was following him, and then slipped into the space that just covered the courtyard.
Xia Weian returned to the yard quietly.
Mr. Hu San was sitting there drinking water.
"Third brother, if we can really get that much food, we will get rich." Shen Zhihe smiled from ear to ear.
"Yes, you have made a great contribution this time." Mr. Hu said with a smile.
"Third brother, it is my blessing to follow you. This is what I should do." Shen Zhihe smiled happily.
The two continued talking.
"Who do you think that person is?" asked Mr. Hu San.
"I don't know either. The last time he brought out such high-quality rice and flour, I knew he was something special. When I saw him today, I tentatively offered him some pork belly, and he took it. He's quick and decisive, and he's very cunning."
"Well, he looks like someone who's not easy to deal with. The people behind him must be even more difficult to deal with." Mr. Hu frowned. "This is our first business, so we must show enough sincerity."
"Yes, it's as I should. Now that this batch of goods is sold, there may be opportunities in the future." Shen Zhihe said.
Mr. Hu nodded, "Yes, go to my warehouse and prepare it. Pick out the good ones. The Revolutionary Committee has plenty of stuff anyway. Be generous and leave a good impression."
"Okay, Third Brother, you can trust me to do the job." Shen Zhihe agreed.
"Go ahead, I'll prepare the money, and you can go get the ticket from Lao Liu."
"Yes." Shen Zhihe responded and left.
Xia Weian stood there for a while, watching Mr. Hu San sit down and stand up. He looked very excited and muttered to himself, planning where to sell the grain...
Xia Weian was not interested in the follow-up. After making sure that this person would not cheat him with fake goods, he left.
After changing his clothes in the space, Xia Weian found an empty corner, got his bicycle, and rode home along the path.
Before entering the door, Xia Weian put the bicycle back into the space.
The children are learning from Song Qingyun, and the atmosphere in the courtyard is warm and lively.
"Dad, where have you been?" Xiaoliu ran over immediately when he saw Xia Weian.
"Dad is just walking around here. What have you learned?" Xia Weian changed the subject directly.
"We have finished learning the initial consonants and finals." Xiaoliu answered crisply.
Xia Weian smiled and said, "That's amazing."
"Well, the eldest and second sisters are the best!" Xiaoliu raised his thumb and praised.
"Dad is tired, go back to the room and rest first, you guys study hard."
"Okay, Dad."
Xia Weian hurried back to the bedroom. He hadn't wrapped his arm properly and was afraid that he would be exposed...
Song Qingyun studied with the children for a while, then let them review on their own and went into the room.
"How's it going?"
"It went smoothly." Xia Weian told Song Qingyun what happened. "I went back to listen to what happened. They didn't intend to fool us."
"That's good. You haven't told me the location of the handover yet?"
"Well, I plan to go to the county again tomorrow and find a child to deliver the address." Xia Weian said.
"Okay."
This operation does not seem to be something they had planned in advance, but rather a careful decision made after discussion.
The couple talked for a while longer.
Song Qingyun went to prepare dinner, Xia Weian followed to the kitchen to help, and the couple chatted about family matters.
The eldest girl is reviewing with the children.
In the kitchen, Song Qingyun had just prepared all the ingredients when Aunt Zhang came over.
It's time to get off work.
"Third son's wife, are you home?" Aunt Zhang's loud voice rang out.
"I'm at home, auntie. Big girl, go open the door for Grandma Zhang." Song Qingyun greeted.
"Okay, Mom."
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