Siheyuan: Kick the deaf old lady to death with three kicks, it feels so good

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He spent all his remaining money on 60-year-old Maotai.

There were 30 bottles of 60-year-old Maotai in total, and only some pocket money was left for daily expenses.

I came to the system space and found the redemption option of the original world.

[Ding! Do you want to spend points to redeem 1 day of the original world? ]

"confirm."

Chen Xiangdong said slowly.

The original points are now only 797 points.

Immediately afterwards, a vortex appeared in the sky above Chen Xiangdong's location, and then enveloped Chen Xiangdong's figure.

When he opened his eyes again, Chen Xiangdong found that he was lying in the original rental house, with a half-finished bottle of white wine on the table.

Chen Xiangdong kicked the liquor directly into the trash can.

It was because of this bottle of wine that Chen Xiangdong traveled to the world of Siheyuan.

"Damn it, this bottle of wine needs a bad review, a bad review."

Then Chen Xiangdong saw the mobile phone on the table, took it and left a bad review directly on the product.

After not using a mobile phone for a long time, Chen Xiangdong felt a little unfamiliar with typing and a little awkward looking at the screen. The sliding menu and screen made him dizzy.

[I treat Ga Zi as my brother, and Ga Zi treats me as his brother. Brothers, don't buy this liquor, not even the ones mixed with alcohol. After drinking one sip, I'll have poop for most of the night, and I can't even hold it back.]

After commenting, Chen Xiangdong started to open the short video software. After browsing the pictures of women with black stockings and long legs for more than half an hour, he put his phone into his pocket with satisfaction.

"As expected, black stockings can still make me happy. No, I have to bring some back this time and ask Yu Haitang and Teacher Ran to bring a few pieces..."

I walked to the window and opened the curtains. The warm sunlight shone in and I breathed in the fresh air greedily.

"The smell of car exhaust is still there..."

After a while, Chen Xiangdong closed the curtains and walked out of the rental house.

He only has one day, time is tight and the task is heavy, so he cannot waste a single moment.

He had a mission when he came back this time, which was to trade the 60-year-old Moutai and the small yellow croaker of the deaf old lady.

I hailed a taxi on the roadside and headed straight to the largest pawnshop in P City.

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Yue Lai Pawn Shop.

As the largest pawnshop in P City, the owner, Li San, was kneeling on the counter with a depressed look on his face.

The reason is simple, mainly because business is not doing well.

Although his shop is the largest in P City, his business is not.

Since the rise of the short video industry in the past two years, his business has been getting worse day by day, and recently he can’t even pay the rent.

He also thought about doing a live broadcast himself or hiring someone else.

But these things are very shady and are mainly a scam, which is somewhat contrary to the conscientious business practices he has adhered to for many years.

Tell the truth during live broadcast, but no one believes it or watches it, and some people even report it.

The live broadcast girls we invited were all there to earn a basic salary. Apart from going live all day, they would spend the rest of the time together putting on makeup.

After a few months, he found that he was not making any money from live streaming and instead lost a lot of money. In the end, he simply fired all the live streaming girls and completely gave up the idea of ​​live streaming.

Chen Xiangdong opened the store door and walked in. He saw that the interior was decorated quite luxuriously, and there were many brands of liquor on the shelves.

This made Chen Xiangdong excited, and he picked up his mobile phone to take a few photos, so that he could return to the world of the courtyard and make some purchases.

The boss Li San saw this scene and stood up from the counter.

Taking a look at Chen Xiangdong's clothes, it seems like he would have a hard time collecting 500 yuan for everything on him. He looks like an ordinary person.

He suddenly felt disgusted and said impatiently.

"No photography allowed here, please stop."

Chen Xiangdong looked at Li San and smiled, then stopped taking pictures and put his phone in his trouser pocket.

The first impression Chen Xiangdong had of this person was that he was just okay, not bullying others because of his size. Just seeing that Chen Xiangdong was dressed in ordinary clothes, he just told him to leave.

This person can be considered as a shipping partner temporarily.

Seeing that Chen Xiangdong just smiled faintly and left without installing his phone, could it be that he was here to sell goods?

"Salesman?" Li San asked.

Chen Xiangdong nodded.

This made Li San feel a little happy.

I thought Chen Xiangdong was just someone who came in to take pictures and then went back to show off.

Having been in this business for so many years, he knew very well that some ordinary people had a lot of good things hidden. There were also many news reports of beggars and vagrants who sold an heirloom and became billionaires in minutes.

The antique business is closely related to his liquor business, so he has never looked down on anyone.

Then Li San continued to ask.

"What year is the liquor? What brand?"

Chen Xiangdong stretched out a palm and made an international friendly gesture of six.

"60 years."

Li San's breathing suddenly became rapid and he spoke stutteringly.

"Which...Which...Which year? 60 years?"

Chen Xiangdong nodded and continued.

“60-year-old Moutai, and more than one bottle.”

Li San's body swayed violently and he almost fell to the ground.

"Little brother, please don't joke with me. Let alone the 60-year-old Moutai, even if it's the 90-year-old, I'd be thankful if you could get a bottle."

"Most of the aged Moutai sold nationwide are from the 90s. Those from the 80s are extremely rare, not to mention those from the 60s. Every bottle has to be auctioned. The best bottle even sold for a whopping 120 million yuan!"

"Little brother, you said you have 60-year-old Maotai, and more than one bottle. I have a weak heart and can't stand your joke."

Seeing that the boss didn't believe him, Chen Xiangdong took off his schoolbag from behind and took out a bottle of 60-year-old Moutai from it.

Oddly enough, in the courtyard house in the 60s, he bought liquor in brand new packaging. But when he brought it to the real world, it was directly coated with a layer of time. The bottle packaging was black, and the stickers on the bottle were yellowed and corroded.

I'm afraid these are all system arrangements, but it's also good to do this. At least I don't have to worry about showing a brand new bottle of 60 Moutai to others. I guess they won't believe it.

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