Siheyuan: The legacy of Wei Wu, I can simplify everything

Chapter 62: Was your home robbed?Call the police directly!

Chapter 62 Was your home robbed?Call the police directly!
soon.

Ye Ming spent another five yuan to buy two bottles of Xifeng wine and an old hen.

Also.

He also saw a lot of leftover ribs being sold at the butcher stalls.

Spare ribs...

Although many people in later generations like to eat it.

But in this age, everyone likes fat meat that is a little fatter. One bite will make your mouth full of oil.

Even lean meat is looked down upon.

Not to mention the ribs with a lot of bones and almost no meat!
"Brother, how do you sell these ribs?"

"A dollar a pound."

Upon hearing the price, Ye Ming turned around and left without saying a word.

Although the meat in the pigeon market is free of charge, the price is naturally more expensive than the meat in the state-owned market.

But you still dare to charge one yuan for selling the leftover ribs. Are you really treating yourself as a state-run market?
Even there.

Spare ribs are mostly sold with fat meat, half sold and half given away.

at this point.

As the canteen monitor, Ye Ming also knows the twists and turns.

"Hey--"

"Brother, I made a mistake."

Seeing Ye Ming turning around and leaving without even haggling over the price, the stall owner wanted to give himself a slap in the face.

Calling you greedy?

Finally, someone came to buy ribs, but he was scared away!
"Brother, brother,"

"I'll give you these ribs at eighty cents a pound, do you think that's okay?"

"Fifty cents, I want them all!"

"to make,"

The stall owner gritted his teeth.

Anyway, he had almost sold all the pork, leaving only the ribs that no one cared about.

Fifty cents a pound is better than not being able to sell it.

"And this pig's trotters..."

Seeing four pig's trotters beside the stall, Ye Ming also said quietly.

"Send to you!"

These days no one wants pig trotters or pig guts.

After all, most people can't make these things well, and they also cost a lot of ingredients.

It’s not troublesome enough to have the time to do it.

After buying three kilograms of ribs and four pig trotters, the stall owner packed them up and handed them to Ye Ming.

Next.

He didn't continue to buy anything else.
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When he returned to the courtyard, the old hen and Xifeng wine in Ye Ming's hand, along with the three books, were put into his portable space.

Just carrying a bag of ribs and pig's trotters back to the courtyard.

"Ye Ming is back. Did you go out early this morning?"

"Ah."

"Went to Pigeon Market and bought some ribs."

"I'm going to visit you later."

"..."

Before Yan Bugui could sigh, Ye Ming walked towards his home.

It seemed that Yan Bugui also looked distressed.

"This Ye Ming,"

"Sure enough, I don't know how expensive firewood and rice are. I have this money to pay for two kilograms of pork. Wouldn't it be delicious? I actually gave back ribs. Not only did I not have a few ounces of meat, but it was just bones..."

"What a waste!"

"Ok?"

On Ye Ming's side, after pushing open the door of his house, his expression suddenly changed.

The original good mood is gone!

The house was turned into a mess, and the box of snacks placed in the locker was also missing!

Besides.

Even the two kilograms of white noodles in the kitchen pocket disappeared with it.

"There are thieves!"

There is no doubt that my home has been broken into!

Especially when he saw the white noodles scattered on the kitchen floor and the row of small footprints on it, they were obviously not of adults.

Ye Ming also quickly guessed the identity of the thief who visited his house.

Awesome!

It seems that Ye Ming was negligent when he left.Knowing that there is such a thief saint in the courtyard who can't even be hurt by the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, he should put all his valuables in his personal space.

of course.

Ye Ming did the same thing.

At least his salary and the money he got back from Qin Huairu, as well as his food books and various receipts were all kept in his pocket.

As for this box of snacks.

Originally, he was going to take it with him when he was going to visit Ding Qiunan's house, but he just put it in the locker.

But don't want to.

Even with such a little negligence, he was still targeted by Bangge, the courtyard thief!

really……

There are only wrong names in this courtyard, not wrong nicknames!
Think of this.

Ye Ming also pushed his bicycle to the front yard.

"Ye Ming, what are you..."

"Third uncle, there is a thief in my house. I will call the police first. Please help me keep an eye on the house and don't let anyone damage the scene."

"Thief?"

"Hey, Ye Ming, why don't we hold a hospital-wide meeting..."

However, before Yan Bugui finished speaking, he saw Ye Ming's figure riding a bicycle disappearing from his eyes.

I could only go to the middle court worriedly.

"Old Yi, something happened!"

have to say.

Yi Zhonghai's intuition is still very accurate.

After learning from Yan Bugui that there was a thief in Ye Ming's home, while Yi Zhonghai was gloating about the misfortune, he suddenly thought of something.

You Qi couldn't help but feel a little thumped in his heart when he learned that Ye Ming actually went to call the police without even saying hello.

"This Ye Ming..."

"It's so outrageous. Do you think you don't take us in charge at all?"

"If something goes wrong and you don't know how to resolve it with us, why would you just call the police?"

"Lao Yan,"

"Go find Lao Liu and let's hold a hospital-wide meeting as soon as possible!"

"Hey……"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai leaving in a hurry.

Yan Bugui pushed up his glasses, a glint flashed in his eyes, as if he understood something.

Can't help but shake his head.

"Hey, it seems that our courtyard house will inevitably have this kind of excitement in the future..."

Although I don't want to get involved in these things.

But the title of "Uncle Steward" is still very important to Yan Bugui.

Not to mention the time of year.

Yanbu Gui helps the residents in the courtyard write couplets and collect writing fees.

Even if you work as a doorkeeper at the gate every day, taking advantage of all kinds of things, it will add up to a lot of income over time!

The premise of these is that Yan Bugui is the third uncle in the courtyard.

Otherwise, who would betray him as a primary school teacher? ——
And just when Yan Bugui went to Liu Haizhong to discuss the hospital meeting, Yi Zhonghai also hurriedly came to Qin Huairu's home.

Especially when he saw that the door of Qin Huairu's house was closed in broad daylight, he became more and more sure of his guess.

He couldn't help but stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Huairu,"

"Open the door quickly, I am your uncle!"

After a while, there was a commotion in the house.

But Qin Huairu opened the door in a panic, and then took a look at Yi Zhonghai who suddenly visited.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"Huairu, tell me honestly..."

But Yi Zhonghai lowered his voice and looked at Qin Huairu.

"The Ye Ming family just lost something in the backyard. Was it Banggeng's fault?"

"This……"

Qin Huairu hesitated for a while, but didn't know how to speak.

"It's already this time and you still want to hide it?"

"Let me tell you, Ye Ming just rode his car to call the police. If it is really Banggeng who took it, you should quickly explain it and let Banggeng take out the stolen things..."

"Otherwise, when the police arrive, it will be too late!"

Yi Zhonghai also said impatiently.

A word out.

Qin Huairu's beauty suddenly turned pale!
(End of this chapter)