Siheyuan: Don't Mess with Me, Whoever Messes with Me

Although he didn't know who the other party was, he was definitely not an ordinary person.

If it weren't for his own taste, God knows if something would happen.

Looking at the pedestrians who occasionally walked on the street, but he was afraid to avoid, Han Chunming felt that his taste was quite useful.

At the moment, I walked out along the alley, and soon came to the main street, and then saw the Madeleine Hotel not far away, and the newsboys selling newspapers outside the hotel.

"Sell the newspaper, sell the newspaper!"

Hearing some immature shouts, Han Chunming immediately knew what to do.

He walked over immediately and grabbed a newspaper from the other party's hand while the newsboy was not paying attention.

"What's the matter with you, how are you robbing things!" The newsboy stopped immediately.

The newspapers in their hands are all counted, and they all cost money. How much money they can make every day depends on how many newspapers they sell.

If you get robbed, you have to lose money!

Han Chunming pushed the newsboy with his body, and quickly found the date on the newspaper.

Sunday, December 1938, 12, the year of Yin, the year of the tiger, the Jiashen day of the Jiazi month, the twenty-seventh month of the lunar calendar.

Seeing Han Chunming at this time, his face suddenly became quite ugly.

,gold! ?

Chapter 260 Breaking up with Su Meng is a drama! 【Seeking full order】

Before the newspaper boy who was selling the newspaper shouted, Han Chunming took out a dime of Manchuria and slapped it on the other party's hand.

This Manchurian coin was printed by the Manchuria Zhongyang Bank in 1933. It is one of the many legal coins of the period of the people in the portable space.

This is also thanks to the old man Guan's talk about the ancients, otherwise Han Chunming thought that only fiat currency was in circulation in that era, but he didn't expect that Manchuria used an independent currency.

But this thing is not worth much now, it is not as valuable as waste paper.

- You can get a lot of money in dollars, but Han Chunming collected some through the black market, and he was definitely considered a rich man in the period of the People's Republic of China.

With the money to take, the newsboy immediately stopped calling.

However, he still carefully looked at the banknotes in his hand. After all, a beggar was willing to buy a newspaper with a dime, which was obviously not normal.

But no matter how you look at it, the money is real.

The newsboy glanced at Han Chunming who had already walked away, thinking about it, forget it, just sell the newspaper.

If you provoke outlaws, your own life will be miserable.

Holding the newspaper, Han Chunming found a corner and squatted down, constantly flipping through every piece of news in the newspaper.

Regardless of whether it is useful or useless, I read it once, and then fold the newspaper and put it away.

"It's the end of 1939, it's outrageous!"

No wonder Han Chunming thought so, the ice city at this time was the world of little devils.

Thinking of making money in this kind of place, hehe... It's basically a dream.

Thinking of this, Han Chunming didn't stay too much. He found a place with no one to communicate directly with "tattoo" and chose to reply, and then... he was "electric" again!

"Isn't it, you need to disinfect twice every time?" Han Chunming, who was lying in the portable space, twitched and hurt, oh no, to be exact, he should be complaining in pain all over his body.

However, Han Chunming soon discovered that the disinfection time this time seemed to be a little shorter than the last time.But it's not very obvious, and I don't know if it's my own illusion.

After the disinfection, Han Chunming stood up and felt relaxed, energetic and full of energy.

"Isn't it, disinfection has such benefits?"

But soon Han Chunming's attention was not on this matter. There was no way. After two consecutive disinfections, the smell on his body was not ordinary.

Fortunately, there is no one else in the carry-on space, so I just stripped myself off, and then took out the previously stored water and rubbed it well.

As a result, the water was used up and I couldn't wipe it off, and my body was full of greasy dirt.

In the end, Han Chunming couldn't help it. After the smell on his body finally faded a lot, he changed his clothes and returned to the modern time and space. He directly found a bathroom and took a good bath.In order to appease the depression of the back rubbing master, Han Chunming also gave an extra dime.

When he came out of the bathroom, his whole person looked completely new.

"Is it an illusion?" Han Chunming, who clenched his fist, was a little puzzled.

However, his attention soon stopped on this matter. The need to sterilize the entrance and exit of time and space forced him to reconsider the time and method of his time and space to go to Minbi time and space. At the same time, the acquisition of legal currency and ocean must Change.

The version after [-] years of Minbi cannot be requested, and even the ocean does not have to overcharge, because in that era, in order to promote the circulation and recognition of legal currency, the use of metal currency is no longer allowed.

Of course, someone must be using it in private, but on the surface, only fiat currency is the only cash currency that is allowed.

At the same time, it is necessary to increase the acquisition of Manchukuo coins. This thing is really worthless. Using this to purchase materials in Minbi time and space and then pull it back to the pigeon market in modern time and space, the profit is not generally large.

When Han Chunming wandered around again and returned home, he was blocked as soon as he entered the yard.

"Han Chunming' H!"

"Su Meng?" Han Chunming, who looked at each other, was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help recalling what happened between the two of them during his "rebirth".

"Why, can't you recognize me?" Su Meng asked angrily.

"Is that so?" Han Chunming shook his head, "Is something wrong?"

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?" Su Meng looked at the other party's expression, feeling a little angry for no reason.

"Didn't you get admitted to the Teachers College, don't delay your studies." Han Chunming smiled lightly.

"Okay, Han Chunming, you're going to be rude?" Su Meng was so angry, "When I asked you to go to college, you had to be willing, and you said you didn't like it. Let's see if Cheng Jianjun passed the test, if you Will you fail the exam if you study hard?"

"As I said, that's not the life I want." Han Chunming shook his head, "Anyway, isn't it good for you to go to school with Jianjun now? If you have time to study hard, don't worry about my joblessness.

Homeless business. "

After he finished speaking, he didn't give Su Meng a chance to speak again, bypassed the other party and went home.

"Han Chunming, how can you do this?" Su Meng shouted angrily.

"Su Meng." Han Chunming stopped and turned his head, with a cold expression on his face, "Just like I don't want to go to college for you, and you don't want to go to college because of not going to college, the relationship between us is not the same. Not as good as expected."

"Since we are both unwilling to sacrifice ourselves for each other, why not marry and break up?"

"You...how can you?!" Su Meng was immediately stunned.

She never thought that Han Chunming would be able to say such words to herself.

"Why can't I?" Han Chunming laughed at himself. "You believe what others say, but you don't believe what I say. If that's the case, why are you pestering me?"

"Student Su, go to school well. From now on, you will walk on your Yangguan Road, and I will walk on my single-plank bridge. You, don't waste your time on me, bye bye!"

After speaking, he turned around and left, not giving Su Meng a chance to speak again.

Han Chunming was gone, but Cheng Jianjun quietly appeared.

When he saw Su Meng secretly running out of the backyard, he followed him quietly, and as a result, he listened to the conversation just now without a word.

Seeing that Su Meng and Han Chunming turned against each other, Cheng Jianjun was very happy.

"Han Chunming, remember it for me!" Su Meng stared at someone's back with tears in her eyes, "I don't like you! I don't like you!

"Whatever you want." Han Chunming didn't even turn his head back, that was a dashing man.

Cheng Jianjun was about to take the opportunity to comfort his sweetheart, when he saw Su Meng stomping out of the yard.

Looking at the direction where the sister paper left, and looking at Han Chunming's house, Cheng Jianjun rolled his eyes, turned and walked towards Han's house.

"Auntie, is Chunming at home?"

"Just came back." Mother Han, who was busy in the kitchen, sighed.

"I'll talk to him."

"Go."

When Cheng Jianjun opened the door and walked into the room, he saw his good brother sitting there with a sullen face.

"Chunming, what's wrong with you? You look listless?" Cheng Jianjun walked forward with a smile, pulled out his chair and sat down, "By the way, your file has not been retrieved, I told my dad. Well, he did it."

Han Chunming looked at his "good brother" with very subtle eyes.

How could the reborn Han Chunming not be clear about Cheng Jianjun's true face.

The stealing of bread was reported, the dumping of eggs was reported, and the car was reported to Su Meng by himself, and even the establishment of a restaurant was investigated by the Administration for Industry and Commerce, and so on. These things are all the work of Cheng Jianjun.

Really good brother!

"???No, Chunming, why are you looking at me like this, Liao panicked." Cheng Jianjun felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

"Jianjun, I told Su Meng." Han Chunming suddenly smiled bitterly, "Just now, we broke up."

"What what?!" Cheng Jianjun pretended to be in disbelief, "Chunming, this is not a joke, this is not funny at all!"

"Jianjun, we are good brothers, can I joke about this kind of thing?" Han Chunming took an upside-down cup from the tea tray and put it away, then took the teapot and poured it into it, "Actually, this is also It's normal, isn't it?"

"You are college students, and I am a junior high school student. You have no bright future. As for me, I don't even have a job now. To put it in a bad way, with regard to the attitude of Su Meng's family, do you think they would agree with me and Su Meng? "

Hearing this, Cheng Jianjun felt even more relieved, but on the surface he still thought Han Chunming was not worth it.

"How can you say that, you are just a moment of bad luck."

"As for the job, I'll go back and talk to my dad, and I'll introduce you to another job."

"Don't worry, I will leave this to me, and I will definitely find you a good job!"

"Thank you, brother!" Han Chunming's face was full of gratitude. "But don't worry about it. You know that I was fired not long ago. Let me talk about it slowly."

"What is our relationship, thank you for this?" Cheng Jianjun said with a sincere expression, "but you (Wang Dehao) are right, rest for a while, and I will let my dad give it to you when you are rested. You arrange a job."

"Good brother!" Han Chunming patted the other person's shoulder, but Cheng Jianjun grinned in pain because his hands were too strong.

"No, Chunming, why are you so hard? 5. Cheng Jianjun rubbed his shoulders. If he hadn't heard the conversation with his own ears, he would have wondered if the other party was trying to beat him up.

"Sorry, sorry, I've been moving bricks and stones at the construction site these past few days, and my strength has increased a lot." Han Chunming quickly apologized, "But don't tell anyone about this, work harder every day, and you can make it happen. I think less of the unpleasant things."

Cheng Jianjun was stunned when he heard this, but then he really believed it. After all, Han Chunming had a "criminal record" of helping people pull stones at the Temple of Heaven construction site.

"Chunming, didn't you just say you wanted to slow down?"

"You have to make money slowly. You don't know about my family's situation." Han Chunming shook his head. "And this is just a part-time job. It won't last long and won't be stable. Maybe one day there will be no income."

"Anyway, don't tell anyone about this. I'll take it easy when I get back, and then I'll trouble you to talk to your dad and introduce me to a good job."

"No problem!" Cheng Jianjun patted his chest, and the one who agreed was a neat one.