He left the courtyard with Fatty and headed southwest towards Shichahai.
Seeing this, Zhang Ping 'an guessed that they were going to the Lotus Market.
The lotus market near Shichahai was also before the fight against speculation.
The famous ghost market in Beijing.
Shichahai was formed during the Jin and Yuan Dynasties due to the development of water resources.
At that time, it was the terminal of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal.
All kinds of supplies were transported ashore and traded here, thus forming a prosperous commercial district.
After the planned economy began, this place became a famous underground trading place.
At that time, the underground economy was developed. Although the higher-ups knew about it, they did not care much.
He took advantage of this opportunity to bring his underlings to earn a sum of money.
When he arrived at the army,
After entering the 1960s, the country began to crack down on the underground economy.
At the beginning of this year, the crime of "speculation" was specifically defined, and the most serious case could be sentenced to death.
So until now,
The previous underground economy had already been cut by 70%.
The two of them walked about three kilometers before arriving at the Lotus Market.
However, he saw that this place was desolate and empty.
Before Zhang Ping 'an could feel surprised, he said,
Fatty had already led him into a small alley beside the market.
There weren't many other things in the city, but there were many alleys.
Fatty led him through many twists and turns before finally passing through a long alley.
When they reached the end of the road and turned a corner, the road ahead was suddenly wide open.
It was dark, so he couldn't see the exact situation clearly.
He only saw a few people squatting in the open space.
They were all squatting there.
With her neck locked and her head lowered, she looked like a quail, making it difficult to see her facial features.
Other than that,
Occasionally, there would be people wearing masks or scarves covering their mouths and noses.
Wandering around here,
Sometimes, he would even chat with those quails.
Zhang Ping 'an glanced at it a few times.
He couldn't help but sigh.
There was really a policy above and a countermeasure below.
Did they think that the Ghost Market would disappear if they took down the Lotus Market?
What a joke!
One had to know that the wisdom of the masses was endless!
This was actually the place where they used to buy and sell pigeons.
The people of Old Four Nine City called it "Pigeon City".
In the final stage of the Braids Dynasty,
Those bannermen who owned iron crops loved playing with pigeons the most.
They even competed with each other.
To compare the pigeons that he raised with the 360-degree competition of others.
She would rather have nothing to eat and go hungry.
Even a pigeon couldn't lose a mouthful of millet.
Later, when the braid country was destroyed,
With the decline of the Manchu people, this place gradually began to lose its former prosperity.
Now that the natural disaster had just passed, no one could keep pigeons anymore. Naturally, no one kept pigeons anymore.
Therefore, the place was completely abandoned.
A place where no one has come for many years,
He did not expect that it would actually be occupied by those who were selling supplies.
Zhang Ping 'an brought Fatty along as they walked.
He observed the items sold here.
Compared to before he left,
There were fewer clothes here.
Added a lot of food,
Whether it was eggs, millet, rice, flour, or meat,
Anyway, as long as it was food, it basically accounted for 70% of the pigeon market.
Zhang Ping 'an sighed.
In his previous life,
He had once read a sentence on a tree.
In a city, most of the shops on the street were for cooking.
Then this city must be on the decline.
And now…
Looking at Master Dao, who was selling ingredients,
He deeply agreed.
After wandering around the market a few times, Zhang Ping 'an found his target.
He said softly to the fatty behind him,
"You go to the back, I'll go from the front..."
Fatty smiled evilly and walked to the back.
Zhang Ping 'an put on his mask again and walked to a small stall.
The man was wrapped in a military coat and crouched on the ground like a quail. When he saw him coming over, he looked up.
"Cut the crap and follow me!" Zhang Ping 'an lowered his voice and said seriously.
The man's eyes behind his glasses flashed. He thought to himself that he had encountered a troublemaker.
He calculated in his heart,
Who are the people I have offended in the past six months?
"Hurry up and leave! Don't dawdle!" Zhang Ping 'an added.
Glasses thought that this person was quite arrogant.
However, seeing that he was tall and strong, he did not dare to bare his teeth.
She stood up and obediently followed Zhang Ping 'an.
As he walked, he looked around with shifty eyes, looking for an opportunity to escape.
When he saw Zhang Ping 'an bring him to a remote alley,
He suddenly slipped and tried to flee backward.
Unexpectedly, he bumped into Fatty.
"Aiyo, d * mn."
Glasses lifted his head and was overjoyed when he saw Fatty." Fatty, hurry up. This grandson is trying to block me!”
As he spoke,
He hurriedly hid behind Fatty and looked at Zhang Ping 'an.
"Brat, don't be rude to me, see? This is the famous Fatty Zheng Dongpo. Our big brother is the tyrant of the Dongcheng Area, Zhang Ping 'an..."
"You want to hit me? When my big brother used to cut people with a knife, you were still spinning around in your mother's stomach."
Before he could finish,
Fatty had already lifted the glasses by the collar and tossed them in front of Zhang Pingan.
Zhang Ping 'an walked towards him with a sinister smile. Glasses shouted in despair,
"Fatty, you with thick eyebrows and big eyes actually defected to the GM!!”
After shouting, she hugged her head and squatted on the ground.
This was to protect himself when he was beaten up. After all, brains were the most important.
Who would have thought to crouch on the ground for half a day,
However, the punches and kicks he expected did not land on his body.
He raised his head slightly in confusion.
However, the person standing in front of her had already taken off her mask.
He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a tall nose, and thin lips.
Who else could it be but his brother, Zhang Ping 'an?
"Brother Anzi, you're finally back!”Glasses jumped three feet high in joy.
Zhang Ping 'an laughed and teased," I haven't seen you for five years, but you're still so good at protecting your head."”
Glasses was a little embarrassed." Brother, what are you talking about? Let's go find Men San 'er and Er Zi and have a good drink tonight.”
"Your stall…" Zhang Pingan raised his chin and pointed at Pigeon City.
"Who cares! Let's go!" Glasses waved his hand.
In the black market, there were people stalking and watching the stalls.
After he left, the people who were watching him would naturally come over to watch.
Zhang Ping 'an took the lead and walked forward, followed by Fatty.
Her eyes were on his back, and she kicked his butt.
"Dog, why didn't Big Brother tell your grandfather that he was coming back?”
"Brother Anzi was the one who came up with the idea. If you have the ability, kick him. Why are you taking it out on me?”Fatty bared his teeth and rubbed his butt.
The three of them went all the way to the fat grandpa's shop.
He found Men San Er, who was taking out the trash.
The four of them went to the cotton alley where Erzi's house was located.
When she entered Erzi's courtyard, she saw a faint light coming from the courtyard.
"Staying up all night to burn matchboxes, my eyes are almost going blind.”Fatty cursed.
Zhang Ping 'an glanced at him but didn't say anything.
When he reached the door, Fatty banged on it.
The door opened quickly, and a short boy walked out.
Erzi was still young, only seventeen this year. When he saw Zhang Ping 'an, he immediately hugged him and cried.
"Brother Anzi, you're finally back…"
His two sons were four years younger than Zhang Ping 'an.
There was a generation gap at the age of three, and she was not on the same path as him.
But fate was just so wonderful. They just had to be together.
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