Chapter 19 No matter how small a mosquito is, it’s still meat

Chapter 19 No matter how small a mosquito is, it’s still meat

Money moves people's hearts.

The young man with the pointed mouth and the mole, who were originally a little panicked, showed greed in their eyes when they heard Chen Jianye's words.

In addition to the big piece of pork, after defeating Chen Jianye, he still had forty or fifty yuan in his hand.

Find wealth in danger!

"Revenge for big brother!"

The pointed-faced young man growled to encourage himself.

He clenched the dagger in his hand and rushed towards Chen Jianye.

The young man with the mole made the same move.

Now they were in an alley with no room to dodge.

They held daggers in their hands, while the other side was unarmed.

If they don't dare to do this, then they don't need to go to the black market and can just go back to their hometown to sell sweet potatoes.

Swish!

A dagger stabbed straight into Chen Jianye's stomach.

During this time, the young man with the pointed chin and monkey face poured all his strength into it, trying to pierce Chen Jianye's intestines.

The two men fought with each other for a few minutes, then went home with bruises and swollen faces, cursing at each other, and nothing happened.

Once a human body is stabbed by a sharp weapon, it will lose all strength in just two or three seconds and will no longer be able to resist.

Holding a sharp weapon is the confidence of the young man with a pointed chin and monkey face.

Once you start, it's a fatal move.

Faced with the incoming dagger, Chen Jianye's body reacted instinctively and he dodged sideways.

Then he stretched out his hand and clasped the forearm of the pointed-faced young man, and swung his other hand violently, landing on the other's chest.

Bang.

Chen Jianye threw a punch and then grabbed the pointed-faced young man and put him in front of him.

puff!

Another dagger attacked and pierced the back of the young man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks.

"Fuck!"

The young man with a mole on his face held the dagger and let out a strange cry.

The dagger in his hand actually stabbed his own man through the heart.

Before he could draw back the dagger.

A hand suddenly swung towards him.

With a snap, it landed on his cheek.

The young man with the mole on his face felt his head buzzing, and there was only one thought in his mind: This guy has really strong hands, I can't beat him, so run away.

Before his body could react.

Chen Jianye had already shaken off the pointed-mouthed young man who was used as a shield and raised his leg to kick.

A foot kicked the young man with the mole hard in the chest.

With a bang, the young man with the mole hit his back against the alley wall, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

Chen Jianye squatted down and began to touch the corpse.

After killing three people in one breath, he didn't have much emotional fluctuation.

'Perhaps the influence of Chinese martial arts on me is too profound.'

Chen Jianye thought to himself that in his decades of martial arts experience, he had heard of the scene where Yang Luchan, the founder of Yang Style Tai Chi, fought with other martial artists in the ring.

Whenever Yang Luchan took action, blood would be shed; his moves were brutal and ruthless, shocking all the heroes.

Chen Jianye killing a few people in a small alley is naturally nothing compared to a real grandmaster killing his opponents and becoming famous in an arena with thousands of people cheering.

So he just felt that he had done a very small thing.

He searched the body and found twelve dollars and thirty cents, as well as some scattered bills.

It effectively made up for Chen Jianye’s shopping expenses.

"Hey, there is such a benefit."

Chen Jianye put the money and bills back into his pocket, a smile appearing on his face.

I originally thought it was a crisis, but I didn't expect it to be a boy delivering wealth to my door.

Danger and opportunity coexist, and it mainly depends on your own strength to deal with sudden changes.

If you are strong enough, a crisis can be turned into an opportunity.

If you don't have enough strength and fail to seize opportunities, they will turn into crises.

Chen Jianye gained a new understanding and walked out of the alley.

As for the three bodies on the ground, Chen Jianye was too lazy to care.

It's the 1960s now, and it's normal for a few street urchins to die.

Besides, it was pitch dark now, and there was no video surveillance on the street, so he had a hood over his head.

The police couldn't find him at all.

After leaving the alley, Chen Jianye changed direction and entered the black market.

He continued to purchase all kinds of seeds, vegetables, fruits and melons that he wanted.

For example, onions, chives, celery, potatoes, sweet potatoes, peanuts and so on.

In odds and ends, Chen Jianye spent more than three dollars.

He also bought some buckets and farm tools.

These are all items that can be used for planting in the Lingquan space, so you have to buy them.

Afterwards he bought rice, flour, oil and other daily necessities.

After going in and out of the black market several times, Chen Jianye stored all the large items he bought in the Lingquan space.

Finally he came to the tobacco, alcohol and tea stall.

I bought two bottles of Red Star Erguotou, two packs of Daqianmen, and a bag of scented tea.

To purchase tobacco, alcohol and tea normally, you need specific receipts.

Without receipts, the price of these consumer goods on the black market is two and a half times that of the supply and marketing cooperatives.

Even though Chen Jianye had a lot of money, he was still severely ripped off by Erguotou at five yuan a bottle and Daqianmen at four yuan a pack.

After spending a little more than twenty yuan, Chen Jianye bought the cigarettes, alcohol and tea he wanted.

Put it in a cloth bag, it is very light.

It’s completely different from the 20 kilograms of pork belly I bought before.

Chen Jianye even suspected that the cigarettes, alcohol and tea that were in short supply in the supply and marketing cooperatives were being smuggled into the black market.

The price difference of two and a half times is enough to make people commit illegal acts, and even veteran cadres cannot stand the test.

When Chen Jianye was paying the bill, he deliberately took out a stack of big unity bills.

That's right, he spent too much money tonight and wanted to conduct a sting operation.

Anyone who wants to covet his money will have to give up his life and let him pick his bag.

Anyway, it’s all about eliminating social scum, and Chen Jianye has no sympathy or mercy.

Walking out of the black market with the cloth bag, Chen Jianye deliberately avoided the road back to the courtyard.

Soon, he realized that someone was following him.

Two people.

Chen Jianye pursed his lips.

He deliberately showed off his money to fish for fish, which attracted two people to follow him, which was a bit different from what he expected.

Following the principle that even a small mosquito is still meat, Chen Jianye led the people behind him and walked a few hundred meters, then repeated his old trick and went into the alley.

His actions were exactly what the person who was chasing him wanted, so he immediately stopped disguising himself and pulled out a knife to attack Chen Jianye.

The result, naturally, was that his heart and lungs were pierced by Yang style Tai Chi.

Chen Jianye reached into the bag skillfully.

I earned more than seven dollars and some loose bills.

'There are so many poor people.'

Chen Jianye cursed, stood up and walked towards the courtyard.

Tonight he made a large purchase of supplies to meet his living needs for the next half month.

More importantly, the planting plan in Lingquan Space can begin.

As for beating five people to death and stealing twenty dollars from their bags.

None of them could be included in Chen Jianye’s important tasks tonight.

Always meeting poor guys, without even five dollars in his pocket, killed Chen Jianye's interest in fishing for justice.

I'm not a pauper, and I won't be attracted by his exposed wealth.

So Chen Jianye gave up the idea of ​​continuing the sting operation.

When he arrived in front of the courtyard, Chen Jianye climbed over the wall as usual.

When he got home, he took off his gloves and hood and washed himself with water.

I guess it’s probably around four o’clock.

There were still two hours left, enough time for him to do some work.

Chen Jianye entered the Lingquan space.

First, use tools to turn over a small part of the soil in the Lingquan space, and then sprinkle in the purchased vegetable, fruit and melon seeds.

Then cover it with soil.

As for crops such as potatoes, peanuts and sweet potatoes, they are buried directly in the soil.

There are four pieces of land in Lingquan Space, with a length and width of fifty respectively.

Chen Jianye divided it into three areas: vegetables, fruits, and staple foods.

In the last area, Chen Jianye plans to plant rice and cultivate high-quality refined rice.

After planting, he used a wooden bucket to draw water from the spiritual spring in the spiritual spring space and poured it on the soil.

Fortunately, this was just an experiment and he didn't plant many seeds and root crops.

When Chen Jianye finished his work and came out of the Lingquan space, it was already dawn.

Chen Jianye went to the public toilet and came back to take four eggs, a piece of pork belly, and some premium rice from the Lingquan space.

He was going to make fried eggs with white rice and a small bowl of stewed pork belly.