Siheyuan: I am the God of Cooking, and all the birds are crying with envy!

(I took a day off yesterday and worked as a code slave today)

The incident of Liu Haizhong being put in a sack seems to have become an unresolved mystery due to the lack of physical evidence and even less witnesses.

One day, He Yuzhu finally exchanged 5 yuan for goldfish.

Of course, he didn't follow the path of a leader.

Instead, he took the path of the one-eared dragon.

The one-eared dragon called him aside and whispered, "Brother He, why did you change so many goldfish?"

"Money is so useful nowadays. For buying, selling, and exchanging things, everyone likes to use money to trade."

"You exchanged your money for goldfish instead."

"You have to know that goldfish are hard to circulate at this time."

"Like those before... some of the wealthier people, in order to avoid being implicated, held on to the goldfish and dared not circulate them."

"Your...operation is beyond my comprehension."

It was because He Yuzhu needed the goldfish that he asked Mr. Zeng to exchange the goldfish for money.

The success of this matter made him gain face in front of Zeng Shengsheng.

Nowadays, the black market is no longer divided into the East and West markets, and Mr. Zeng has also taken over the security power of the black market.

He Yuzhu smiled and patted Du'erlong's shoulder. The two of them linked hands and looked like good buddies. His smile was also very sincere.

"Master Long, I have the ability to hunt. I don't have to worry about being hungry or having no meat to eat."

"Compared to a pile of waste paper, it's just a burden to me, and I personally prefer something that's shiny and golden."

"I can sleep well when I hold something golden, but I can't sleep at night when I hold this pile of paper."

"So..." He Yuzhu winked at the one-eared dragon.

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and finally the topic returned to food. "Brother He, can you help me get some more food? It doesn't matter how much, as long as there is food."

Was the smile on He Yuzhu's lips a moment ago still one of happiness and comfort?

When he heard the one-eared dragon talking about food, the smile on his face seemed a little awkward.

He Yuzhu awkwardly took his hand off his shoulder and touched his nose. "It's only a few days before the Chinese New Year. Where can we get food?"

"Master Long, I am just an ordinary worker. I know one or two grain vendors, that's all."

"We can't get food this year. You can look for someone else."

He Yuzhu spoke very nicely, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Before, I had repeatedly approached Du'erlong to negotiate for a meeting with Mr. Zeng.

I don’t know whether Mr. Zeng was too cautious or too embarrassed to show up.

Mr. Zeng's confidentiality work was flawless.

As long as Mr. Zeng doesn't show up, he will have no food.

According to people in the black market, no one has ever seen Mr. Zeng's face.

Mr. Zeng can really hold it in.

The one-eared dragon shook his head with regret, "Okay then! I still say the same thing, as long as you have food, remember to leave it for me."

"Brother, I won't treat you unfairly."

He Yuzhu nodded perfunctorily, "Master Long, when will this black market close?"

"Still the market won't close during the Chinese New Year?"

Du Er Long: "The market will be closed from the first to the third day of the Lunar New Year, and will open on the fourth day."

"However, if you want to make more money, I suggest you sell it before the New Year."

"Because everyone needs it during the Chinese New Year, especially meat, as long as you have the goods, you can sell it even if the price is a bit higher."

"But it's not necessarily the case after the Chinese New Year. Often the shipment rate or price after the Chinese New Year is cheaper than before the Chinese New Year."

He Yuzhu looked very grateful and said he would go up the mountain to take a look again.

But in fact, He Yuzhu has made up his mind not to trade on the black market anymore.

He has sold enough prey during this period, and it was too eye-catching. People have already noticed him.

He Yuzhu wants to have a peaceful New Year, so it is better for him to be content recently.

He Yuzhu said goodbye to Du'erlong, braved the heavy snow and rushed home with the goldfish in his pocket, wrapped in a big cotton-padded jacket.

However, he stopped in the alley where someone put a sack in his bangs.

He looked around, moved his ears, and then raised his head and said loudly:

"Whether you are a human, a ghost, a jackal or a wolf, why don't you come out and let me take a look."

As He Yuzhu finished speaking, the sound of footsteps on the snow floated into his ears.

There was another sea of ​​heads in front of me, and in the front was a man with a scar on his face and a bruised nose.

He Yuzhu understood and couldn't help but sneer, "Master Dao, it's been a while since we last met, and you're still so annoying."

The scarred man's originally hideous face became even more terrifying and eerie at this moment. She bit her back teeth, holding the scimitar in her hand, pointing it directly at He Yuzhu.

"So your name is He Yuzhu, and you impersonated Liu Haizhong. Now I heard that he was beaten half to death. I guess this was your intention when you first reported Liu Haizhong's name!"

"The reason you reported Liu Haizhong's name was to use us to pick up that person."

"And the result was just as you expected. Liu Haizhong was beaten by my men until only one of his seven souls remained."

"If I tell him about the beating he got, and tell him it was all your fault, you..."

He Yuzhu snorted and laughed, successfully making the scarred man stop his threats, "Threatening me?"

"Even if I threaten you, so what?"

Damn, this He Yuzhu really deserves a beating. He is not panicked at all.

"Then go ahead and try it! See if others believe you or me."

"Even if Liu Haizhong believes you, what can he do?"

"I, He Yuzhu, dare to act and take responsibility. I will certainly be responsible for what I have done, and I also responsibly tell you that you will be leaving Beijing soon."

As the saying goes, there can't be two tigers in one mountain. Now that the black market is no longer divided into the east and west markets, there is no need for the scar man to exist.

Or in other words, he is no longer suitable to stay in Beijing.

How can one sleep soundly on the bed? The scarred man's presence is a time bomb for One-eared Dragon.

Only by removing this bomb can he sleep well.

Therefore, he only mentioned the scarred man briefly in front of the one-eared dragon.

The fate of the scarred man has already been determined.

The actual result was just as he had expected. Mr. Zeng had agreed to let Du'erlong have full authority to deal with the scarred man.

As for how it will be handled, that is not his concern.

The scarred man was horrified, "What do you mean?"

He Yuzhu smiled contemptuously, "It means exactly what it says."

He Yuzhu did not miss the fear and panic in his eyes. Finally, he saw the desperate ruthlessness in the scarred man's eyes.

"In that case, your life will be decided here today."

After the scarred man finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. The people behind him rushed past him and attacked He Yuzhu with swords or sticks.

In a blink of an eye, He Yuzhu was surrounded.

However, at lightning speed, He Yuzhu quickly jumped up and flew down. He turned a perfect big circle and landed on the snow.

An incredible scene happened. The people surrounding him covered their necks, opened their eyes wide in shock, and fell down one by one.

The people who fell didn’t even see clearly what He Yuzhu used to attack them?

At some point, He Yuzhu was holding a long sword that was polished to a gleaming shine.

The warm, bright red blood flowed down the sword and dripped onto the pure white snow.

This touch of red adds a touch of bright red and dazzling color to the white world.

He Yuzhu stands out as a demon from hell.

The scarred man was so frightened by the scene that he lost control of his bladder, and the wet area had already frozen.

But at this moment, the scarred man didn't care about the pain. All his attention was on He Yuzhu and the long sword that quickly condensed into a blood bead.

How can this He Yuzhu be considered a human being?

He is a devil, he is a demon who kills people without bloodshed.

"Master Dao, what else do you want to say? I'll let you say enough."