Chapter 151: Dig up ancestral graves today, rise above the masses tomorrow!

Starting With a Song That Makes All the Singles Cry Master of the Food Sect 2892 words 2026-04-01 07:21:58

Ah-Li, I finally found you.

Gangzi was moved to tears.

Let's not talk about that for now. Come on, let's grab a couple of drinks, and I'll introduce you to a friend.

With that, Old Wang put his arm around his childhood friend's shoulders, and the two walked outside.

Wait a second.

Just as they reached the door, Gangzi suddenly remembered something and stopped abruptly.

What is it? Old Wang asked in confusion.

Well...

Gangzi rubbed his hands together, pointed toward the cubicle behind them, and said with great embarrassment:

Just as you dragged me out from in there, I didn't get a chance to wipe. Ah-Li, did you bring any tissue?

...

Ten minutes later, Old Wang returned to the barbecue stand.

Who is this?

Bai Qingming looked at the person next to Old Wang and asked.

My childhood friend. He was foolish when he was young, made a mistake and went inside. He just got out and we happened to run into each other.

Brother Wang turned his head and saw his buddy still sniffing his own fingertips, so he quickly gave him a slap on the arm.

Stop sniffing. You washed your hands more than ten times, there's no smell left. Remember this for next time: bring tissues when you go out. If you don't have tissues, even wearing your underwear or socks on your head would work.

Only then did Gangzi snap back to reality. He smiled at Bai Qingming.

Hello, hello, my name is Gangzi, inmate number 12138. Call me whatever you like.

After a round of self-introductions, hearing that he was Brother Wang's friend, Bai Qingming didn't discriminate against him despite his prison record. He invited him to sit down, eat, and drink together.

Gangzi didn't eat too much. After all, having just gotten out, barbecue was too greasy for him and took some getting adapting to; eating too much would upset his stomach.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Brother Wang draped an arm over his childhood friend's shoulder and asked a question.

Gangzi, ever since you went in, there's one thing I've always wanted to ask you. What the hell did you actually steal back then to get sentenced for over a decade?

Hearing this, Gangzi inexplicably welled up with tears again.

Immediately after, the expression on his face turned mysterious.

Ah-Li, do you remember what I told you before I went in? I said when I got out, I'd bring you along to make a fortune!

What do you mean?

Brother Wang didn't quite understand.

To be honest with you,

Gangzi began, The reason I got such a heavy sentence was because I kept my mouth shut and refused to tell the police where I hid the stolen goods. But all those years inside, I always remembered the exact hiding spot. Now that I'm out, our good days are finally coming!

Hearing this, Old Wang sobered up instantly.

Holy crap, seriously?

Could I possibly be lying?

Gangzi crossed his legs smugly. As long as we dig up what I stole and flip it for cash, the two of us will be set for the rest of our lives.

What are we waiting for then? Let's go right now.

Old Wang stood up abruptly; he couldn't wait another second.

With that, the two prepared to leave.

At this point, Old Wang remembered Bai Qingming.

Brother, don't go spreading word about this!

Bai Qingming was stunned.

Why on earth would he go around talking about this for no reason?

This brother, why don't you come with us? Consider it helping out, and when we flip the goods later, I'm willing to cut you in on a share of the money.

Old Wang's childhood friend chimed in from the side.

He didn't trust Bai Qingming, so he intended to use a bribe to drag him down into the muddy waters with them.

Bai Qingming thought about it for a moment, and surprisingly agreed.

Don't get me wrong.

Bai Qingming wasn't short on money himself.

He was simply consumed by curiosity: what kind of valuable treasure did this guy actually steal?

Could it possibly be cultural relics?

If they really were cultural relics, he would definitely have to persuade the other party to mend their ways and return them.

And so,

they settled the bill and hailed a taxi.

They sped off into the night.

The taxi drove for over two hours.

It was two in the morning.

Guided by Gangzi's directions, the three of them finally arrived at their destination.

Tonight's sky was pitch black, the moon hiding behind clouds intermittently.

We're here! This is the place!

After verifying the location for a long time, Gangzi said excitedly.

He had waited far too long for this day.

Looking around, the surroundings were dotted with burial mounds of various sizes.

Taking in the scene before them, Old Wang and Bai Qingming simultaneously drew in sharp breaths of cold air.

Gangzi, why did you lead us to your family's ancestral graveyard?

Old Wang recognized where they were.

Hehehe.

Gangzi let out a wretched laugh. Don't be scared. Actually, I hid the stolen goods right inside my great-grandfather's grave, which is why the police never found them.

Am I smart or what?

This jerk actually had the nerve to take credit!

This right here is my great-grandfather's grave. The stuff is inside.

After examining the area, Gangzi pointed to the mound of dirt in front of them.

Crack.

Old Wang stepped on something, producing a crisp snapping sound.

He looked down and couldn't help uttering a holy crap.

Where the hell did these bones come from?

Gangzi glanced over. Dammit, you just stepped on my great-grandfather.

Back then, to make space for his stolen goods, he had removed the remaining bones of his great-grandfather and set them aside. Old Wang had just happened to step on one and snapped a bone in half.

Old Wang: ...

This childhood friend of yours, I'd say his future is thoroughly booked behind bars.

Bai Qingming couldn't help but offer Old Wang a complimentary remark.

Ah-Li, catch.

Gangzi produced two shovels from somewhere, then looked at Bai Qingming. Brother, you can just stand guard for us.

Bai Qingming nodded.

Make it quick then. If we were still on the inside, we'd have to go out for morning exercise in five hours.

Gangzi drove a shovel straight into his great-grandfather's burial mound.

Old Wang hesitated for a long time, feeling that digging up someone's ancestral grave was simply too devoid of moral conscience.

However, upon closer reflection,

if they dug up the items and then placed the bones back outside afterwards, wouldn't that practically count as doing a good deed?

Thinking along these lines, Old Wang instantly shed his psychological burden and began shoveling right alongside him.

So what kind of valuable treasure is it anyway?

Bai Qingming, having nothing to do, piped up from the side.

Don't ask. The two of you will find out in a minute. It's guaranteed to blow your minds.

But it's been buried for so many years. Won't it get ruined by rainwater leaking in or something?

Old Wang asked with some concern.

I thought of that ages ago. The stuff inside is wrapped in oiled paper, sealed tight as a drum!

Then I can rest easy.

Old Wang's last lingering doubt vanished completely.

Digging ancestral graves today, stepping into the upper class tomorrow!

Let's go!

Ollie-ee!

At the thought of making a massive fortune soon, the two men didn't even pause to rest.

Hours passed by in succession until the sky began to grow pale with dawn, and a faded red-lacquered wooden coffin was finally unearthed.

Bai Qingming stepped closer, filled with immense anticipation.

He was even starting to suspect whether what was buried inside might turn out to be a Terra-Cotta Warrior.

Let's get to work!

Old Wang shouted.

Each taking a side, the two men began prying out the nails on the coffin lid.

Soon, the final nail was pried loose.

Give me a hand, brother.

Hearing the call, Bai Qingming lent some muscle.

One, two, three!

The three of them exerted force together, and the coffin lid was violently flipped open and tossed to the side.

Old Wang's heart was pounding frantically.

Bai Qingming was hardly any calmer.

After being kept in suspense for the entire night, they were finally about to witness the true face of the loot.

The two didn't move, but Old Wang's childhood friend squatted on the ground, untied the outermost layer of oiled paper, and gradually revealed the contents inside.

Slowly, the expressions on the faces of Bai Qingming and Old Wang froze stiff.

Surprised? Amazed?

Motorola, now that's a top-tier brand.

Mint condition, looks brand new.

Gangzi said with extreme excitement.

Inside the coffin,

filled to the absolute brim,

were nothing but fucking pagers!