Chapter 24 Mysterious Caravan, Veteran

Author: Platonic Formulas

Chapter 24 Mysterious Caravan, Veteran

"This posture looks familiar. Could it be them?"

Yan Jing on the side couldn't help laughing when he saw the wooden cart passing in front of him.

"you know?"

Zhao Huai turned his head with a question on his face.

"Do you still remember what I told you on the day you got married?" Yan Jing smiled slightly.

Zhao Huai thought about it carefully and shook his head: "I don't remember."

Yan Jing was not upset, he obviously knew that the other party had this kind of character.

So he repeated what he said on the wedding day.

"A week ago, I got news from Yancheng that there was a treacherous wealthy businessman who secretly transported a truckload of stolen goods. He went to many pawn shops, but no one dared to buy it. It was very mysterious and he didn't know what was inside."

"I said at that time, if this deal goes through, you won't have to work for half a year."

Hearing this, Zhao Huai suddenly remembered and couldn't help but ask:

"How do you know that this profiteer is transporting a cart full of stolen goods?"

Yan Jing smiled dumbly: "Of course I heard it from my businessman friend. This convoy went all the way south and hardly found a buyer. Maybe he came here to find you."

After hearing this, Zhao Huai chuckled and said: "Other pawn shops dare not accept it, so you think I can do it?"

Yan Jing's lips curled up, appearing to be a smile but not a smile.

"You kid, you think I don't know. You pretend to be poor on the outside, and the pawn shop looks shabby. In fact, you have a very good sense. You collected a lot of good things and sold them all on the black market. You have made a lot of money in these years. Otherwise, your net worth would be ruined.

How did it come about?"

Zhao Huai smiled and said nothing.

Because Yan Jing was telling the truth, there was actually a reason why he opened a pawn shop instead of a brothel, tavern, boxing gym, etc.

First of all, the ability of his golden copper coins, in addition to the function of divination of fortune and misfortune, can also have another function, that is, it can be used to make money.

Once sold, the money and goods will be clear.

After running a pawnshop for three years, Zhao Huai naturally has his own set of basic principles for doing business.

Good stuff, keep it.

Bad things will not be collected.

This has always been his rule.

Just toss the golden copper coin to know whether it should be collected or not.

The most taboo thing for those who open a pawn shop is that when they encounter money-losing goods, they cannot resell the items, and they end up doing business at a loss. In this way, the shop will easily go bankrupt.

There are also things that are pawned that should not be contaminated, encountered some taboo items, and then were banned by the government, or the family was exterminated by unknown forces.

Zhao Huai had heard of a story about a neighboring county. A huge first-class pawnshop with more than ten branches received a strange and magnificent magic weapon at a high price. As a result, the next day, the entire shop was full of people.

All the guys died.

After checking it out later, I found out that it was a Horcrux refined by demonic monks. Its purpose was to silently harvest human lives. It was not too tragic.

Don't have too many unexpected incidents, such as buying things from tomb robbers and being held accountable by the court, or selling heirlooms and being immediately plagiarized by thieves.

But with the golden copper coins, Zhao Huai no longer has to worry about these problems. He can buy with confidence, the store will not collapse, and it can become bigger and stronger.

He dared to say that he was the largest pawnshop in Jinzhou, and if he couldn't collect it, no one could.

"Okay, if nothing happens, I'll leave first."

Since Zhao Huai had achieved his goal, he stopped staying at the hospital, turned to say goodbye to Yan Jing, and planned to return to the pawn shop.

"If you break the rules, don't forget to treat me to a drink." Yan Jing cursed at his back.

Zhao Huai did not look back, but waved his hand understandingly.

"Definitely next time."

On the street at this time.

In front of the frames of the tightly wrapped solid wood cars, there is a luxuriously decorated jewelry carriage.

In the carriage, a middle-aged uncle who was no more than forty years old was sitting on the pillow of Sichuan Jinmingxiu. This man had fleshy cheekbones, a protruding and bright forehead, and a sharp look. At first glance, he looked like that

A cunning and cunning person.

And he is the owner of these wooden carts.

"Mr. Huang, do you really want to sell all these things before you give up?"

A middle-aged man dressed as a guard and holding a sword in one hand couldn't help but said.

"What? What's wrong?"

Mr. Huang raised his eyes casually and said leisurely.

"But we agreed before that if we want to sell these relics, we should sell them more quickly. Either sell them all or don't sell them at all. If you sell them with a mixture of authenticity and fakes, and get a cart full of them, no one will buy it."

"

The guard man persuaded me earnestly.

"Do you know how to do business, or do I?"

Mr. Huang said calmly.

"Of course Mr. Huang knows it, but these things are mine after all."

The guard man sneered and defended himself.

Mr. Huang sneered: "I bought that from you, including yourself. If I hadn't saved you, you would have starved to death."

"And the way you are now, if you had been a soldier before, would you have been able to find such a decent job?"

The guard man sighed helplessly: "But these are relics from the previous dynasty. There were not many people to accept them. Many pawnshops have turned them down along the way."

"You don't have to worry about it, I have my own way."

Mr. Huang's mouth curled up into an inexplicable smile, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The guard man looked out the car window at the bustling tile-roofed streets passing by, and couldn't help but be lost in thought.

Time flies, three years have passed in a flash.

Who would have thought that the dilapidated ruins of the past have now been rebuilt and become so beautiful.

He was once an ordinary soldier of the Great Yan Dynasty. He fought hard on the battlefield. As he accumulated meritorious service, he was appreciated by his superiors. He was promoted along the way and finally became a military attaché of the imperial palace.

I thought I could enjoy the rest of my life, but within a few years, I heard bad rumors that Great Yan was about to die, and rebels sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

The main force of Dayan was retreating steadily, and the rebel army went directly to the capital. He was ordered to defend the city.

But when he was fighting at the gate of the capital and guarding for a day and night, someone suddenly shouted the slogan "The emperor has surrendered, kneel down to avoid death."

Let his efforts go straight to waste.

That day, troops from outside the city poured in continuously, and he ran to the palace like crazy.

His mind was extremely puzzled and he only had one sentence.

The ministers are about to fight to the death, why does Your Majesty surrender first?

Everything happened too fast, and when he arrived at the palace, the news came again that "the emperor was dead".

His brain was shocked, and his thoughts reversed again.

You should live on!

So he mingled with the rebels and entered the palace to plunder and take away all kinds of things in order to live happily in troubled times.

Who would have thought that these things would become a burden to me, and I couldn’t sell them, and I couldn’t throw them away.

After escaping from the capital, he became impoverished and could only rely on others' aid to survive.

Even many years later, when I look back at this crazy memory, I still feel inexplicably sad.

"Here we are, sir."

"This is a pawnshop in Jinzhou, called Huaizi Small Pawnshop."

"Um."

Mr. Huang responded softly and then slowly got out of the car.
Chapter completed!