Book 1: Chapter 132
Three days later, Fatty and I got on the highway to Fujian. During those three days, I slept for eight hours each day and took my medicine on time. The rest of the time, I quietly visited those whom I thought might let me borrow some money. While I was begging one of those people, Fatty stole his antique in the toilet and got thirty thousand yuan for it. Other than that, we didnt get anything else.
We couldnt get a million yuan, so Hong Ding Shuixian returned the two hundred thousand to Fatty. Bai Haotian had sold about two hundred thousand yuan of goods, so she returned from the village. We took the seven hundred thousand yuan and hired three people.
As Kan Jian had said, I didn't have a chance in the Nine Gates. As a result, I used other methods to hire these three people. They werent insiders and had never been underground, but they all needed money. I found them through mutual acquaintances and clues from anecdotes I had collected before. These three people were all ex-prisoners, and almost all of the seven hundred thousand yuan was given to them.
Of course, these people werent ordinary, but theyll be introduced later. Right now, all I can say is that the oldest one was called Jia Kezi. He had a stammer and used to be a railway maintenance worker. He was very silent and stuttered when he became anxious. There was also a young man in his early thirties who sold fried dough sticks. His nickname was You Erque. The youngest one was called Xiang Dun. He was a nineteen-year-old fat guy who stole memory cards from internet cafes.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
During those three days, I didn't waste a single minute on fear, self-pity, feelings, or indecisions. Instead, I focused my attention on the task of making precise calculations.
This was the best situation I could achieve. Three days was the longest I could afford to wait.
Our equipment was taken from Pan Zis batch in Warehouse Eleven. Only the necessary and damaged parts were supplemented with other equipment, but the rest were all sets Pan Zi had used before. As our group crowded into my car, Fatty started driving. He looked at the group of dozing people in the back seat with a pale face. Bai Haotian was sandwiched between them, looking very small and pitiful.
Except for the fifth floor, the entire tulou was quiet and scary, and almost no one spoke. Fatty carefully looked through the gaps in the bedframe during the night. I had already informed the group of tomorrow's affairs, so I quickly fell asleep.
When I thought about it, it was very simple. Tomorrow morning, we would wait for Xiang Dun to go out and socialize. Once we knew what the general situation of this tulou was, we could start planning.
In my sleep, I once again dreamed of someone knocking on the door. In my dream, I looked at the door calmly. No matter what was outside, I had already accepted it.
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TN Notes:
(1) Traditional Hakka communal residence in Fujian, typically a large multi-story circular structure built around a central shrine. Little more info here. The Hakka are Han Chinese people whose ancestral homes are chiefly in the Hakka-speaking provincial areas of Guangdong, Fujian, Jiangxi, Guangxi, Sichuan, Hunan, Zhejiang, Hainan and Guizhou. More info here.
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It's a stretch, but Wu Xie and the gang arrive at the tulou in Season 2 Episode 9. Jia Kezi is canon with a different backstory I guess and I'm assuming Huo Dao Fu took You Erque's place in the drama. Jia Kezi is this dude if you kept getting him and the other Warehouse 11 guy mixed up like me lol: