Chapter 44

Bo Yan looked at the two people like a debate. You and I were a little silly. Their purpose was not pickles. Why were they still looking for bargains!

Bo Yan quietly pulled Shi Cheng behind him. Shi Cheng was making a counter-offer. He threw away Bo Yan's arm, "don't be one hundred and nine, just one hundred and five, not much."

The middle-aged man held it for a long time. His face had turned red and shouted at the top of his voice, "one hundred and fifty can't, one hundred and seventy-five, or I won't give you back your can of pickles."

Shi Cheng tightened the jar, "deal."

Bo Yan took out his mobile phone, "that, where to sweep?"

Middle aged man, "... I can't get your mobile payment set. I only accept cash."

As soon as Bo Yan's face changed, he took out one hundred and one fifty from his trouser pocket and smiled, "otherwise, it's still one hundred and fifty!"

Shi Cheng was stunned and turned his eyes to the sky.

Finally, with their continuous efforts, Shi Cheng gave up part of the pickles in the big jar like a compromise, and followed Bo Yan and the middle-aged man with a distressed face.

Fortunately, Bo Yan opened a large cross-country car, which was parked at the entrance of the village. There was a lot of storage space in the trunk. There was still surplus after lifting the jar. Waiting for the middle-aged man to go, the two people got on the car. Bo Yan still didn't respond, "I really spent 150 to buy a jar better than Bo Chuan?"

"That's not the result of my bargaining." Shi Cheng ran to the back and poured the pickles into the VAT. The paper was despised at all. He wiped it clean and looked carefully with a magnifying glass and flashlight. "Yes, this is the plain white porcelain in Uncle Qing's mouth. It's really from the Yuan Dynasty. He can make a lot of money now."

Shi Cheng couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and slipped a few salivas. "I said what else should we give this to the president! Just sell 20 million, and you can start your own company and start from scratch."

"20 million companies can't compare with a hair of Bo Chuan." Bo Yan's voice was very cold when he said this.

Before Shi Cheng could refute, he heard his mobile phone ring. It looked like Uncle Qing.

"Good apprentice, have you arrived yet?"

Uncle Qing usually calls Shi Cheng a big orange or a dry girl. She can only call her a good apprentice when she asks for help or feels guilty. When Shi Cheng heard this call, he excites his spirit and feels like he has been trapped, but white porcelain has arrived. How can he be trapped again!

"Uncle, we have finished collecting pickles and are going back!"

"Just about to go back..." Uncle Qing turned twice on the other side in a hurry, "then you leave there quickly, quickly."

Shi Cheng didn't understand why Uncle Qing was so anxious. At that moment, his heart was raised, "uncle, what's the matter with you?"

Bo Yan touched Shi Cheng and whispered, "I seem to know what your master means."

Shi Cheng looked up and saw that many people, men, women, old and young, came out of the village. Their eyes were dull. They held up torches in the night and gradually surrounded them.

Shi Cheng's first reaction was to hide the white porcelain under the seat.

"Well, what's going on?" Uncle Qing's phone hasn't been cut off. Shi Cheng shivers Er Er Er asked. Anyone who sees this scene will be scared to death.

Uncle Qing said across the street, "they came to ask for tolls. They threw down the property on the car and hurried away while people picked it up."

Shi Cheng looked at the people laughing around the car unbelievably, and his voice trembled slightly, "what if we don't give it?"

"If I don't give it to you, I can't go!"

Both of them were in the small car. Bo Yan also heard what uncle Qing said. When he heard the speech, he quickly began to search for the things on the car and was ready to throw them out.

Shi Cheng's face was distressed, and he was still dawdling at this moment. "Master, how can you hand over a car of things!"

Uncle Qing also wailed, "hurry up, your uncle almost picked his pants by them!"

Bo Yan's face tightened. These people had begun to knock on his window. "Shit, the things in my car are not worth as much as this jar," he took out the cards in his wallet, "throw them out quickly!" and threw his wallet out.

Shi Cheng's face hurt. "That's Burberry! My uncle's stupid thing."

Uncle Qing, "... Smelly girl, I'm still listening!"

Bo Yan took the bag from the back of the car.

Shi Cheng stared, "that's my bag!"

Bo Yan opened his bag. "Your bag is not full of food."

Shi Cheng screamed, "it's all my life."

So Shi Cheng's life was divided into many parts and went into the belly of the children in the village.

Fortunately, Bo Yan still had a trace of reason and didn't throw out Shi Cheng Jianbao's set of equipment.

Finally, when the property on the car was emptied violently, Bo Yanhe and Shi Cheng finally rushed out of the crowd.

Shi Cheng hugged himself and trembled, "Uncle Qing, if you tell me the folk customs here in advance, I won't come."

Bo Yan said calmly, "it's just something unimportant, and it's all mine, not yours. You don't have to be so distressed."

Shi Cheng glanced. "I'm thirsty. I want to drink water."

Bo Yan took out their only half bottle of water from under the seat.

Shi Cheng drank carefully, "I'm hungry. I want to eat."

Bo Yan pointed back, "there are 100 kilograms of pickles behind. Is it enough for you?"

Shi Cheng smiled at the speech and shook the water bottle in his hand. "Then this half bottle of water is not enough."

Bo Yan suddenly turned his head and stared at Shi Cheng, "leave some for me."

Shi Cheng also knew that there were deep mountains nearby and there were no stores. Although it was not so exaggerated, this half bottle of water was definitely the most precious resource.

They drove on the mountain for a while. After crossing a mountain, they finally found a flat place and decided to stay in place for a rest. The mountain road is too dangerous at night. They will rush down the cliff if they are not careful. They agreed to wait until dawn.

Bo Yan got off and put two barricade lights 50 meters away from the car in case a car couldn't see him and hit him directly. Of course, the chance of hitting the car at this time is very small.

After the car was turned off and everything around calmed down, Shi Cheng found that the surrounding environment was not quiet. They were on a mountain hundreds of meters above sea level, the mountain wind roared and the birds shouted, as if they were ready to hold a feast at any time.

"I heard the sound of the owl," Shi Cheng murmured, lying on the flat seat. "It's a large Raptor that eats meat. I was almost caught by this animal when I was a child."

Bo Yan felt a little strange. "Does this bird dare to catch people?"