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Chapter 134 The leader is really expensive

"Young man, you don't have to buy it, but you can't doubt my craftsmanship! Come over here and I'll show you!"

The shop owner was very dissatisfied with Chujiu's words and asked us to come closer and take a look.

The shop owner walked to the half-meter-high paper villa and carefully opened the door of the paper villa.

"Come! Take a look inside for yourselves!"

I was shocked. I never thought that a paper tie could be made so exquisitely.

Looking in from the door of the paper villa, you can see everything from sofas, coffee tables, desks, bookshelves, and dining tables. Even the layout is quite reasonable, with multiple bedrooms, study rooms, kitchens, and bathrooms.

Every detail is down to the fact that each room has a door curtain made of paper, with patterns drawn on it with colored pens.

Rather than saying it is a piece of paper, it is more vivid as a model of the room.

I thought to myself, if this paper house is real, it will definitely be better than all the houses of rich people I have seen so far.

"My dear, what's this craftsmanship? Boss, are you studying design? I admire it from the bottom of my heart. Now that I look at it, 80 yuan is not a lot at all."

Also shocked was Chujiu, who started to get close to the boss and seemed determined not to give up without bargaining.

The shop owner told us that he did not study design, but that this was an ancestral craft. In addition, he loved reading some books on design, and based on his hobbies, he made many objects.

"Brother, I like this house so much. Look! There are also submachine guns and Desert Eagle pistols in the store."

"Shut up, don't make any noise!"

I subconsciously asked Jing'er to be quiet, and the shop owner next to me suddenly turned ugly. Fortunately, I realized immediately that the shop owner couldn't hear Jing'er talking and thought it was me talking about him.

"For this kind of work, 80 yuan is not a lot at all. How can you say 8 yuan? Do you think it's from another store?"

I grabbed Chujiu's arm and pretended to scold Chujiu. Chujiu nodded cooperatively.

On the contrary, the shop owner was a little embarrassed and said it was mainly because of the trouble. It would take more than a week to make such a house.

"Boss, we want this, and then we'll look at the others."

After hearing that we didn't bargain, the store owner took the initiative and offered us some gadgets as a gift.

Some of the paper-made products displayed in the store are more exquisite, such as the Desert Eagle pistol that Jinger mentioned.

In fact, I am no stranger to Desert Eagle, an American movie I watched online at an Internet cafe.

The most profound one is Arnold Schwarzenegger's movie "Phantom Hero". While driving a convertible, he beat the gangsters to pieces with a Desert Eagle with one hand.

As for the Desert Eagle pistol hanging on the wall of the store, it was impossible to tell that it was made of paper. I thought it was a plastic toy.

The boss told us that by chance, he saw a picture of this gun in a magazine and fell in love with it. He then searched a lot of information in the library to make it.

It's because the price is too high that it hasn't been sold for two years. Firstly, few people buy these sacrificial supplies, and secondly, the price is too high.

"How much does this cost?" Chujiu asked doubtfully, no matter how realistic a paper gun is, how expensive it can be. In the toy store next door, a plastic one that can shoot plastic bullets only costs ten yuan.

The boss did not answer Chujiu's question, but took off the Desert Eagle pistol and gently disassembled it.

The barrel, spring, trigger, magazine, bullets, and some unknown parts were all a mess.

"I won't brag to you. If it were made of other materials, this would be a real gun. Is 150 yuan too expensive?"

Chujiu and I nodded in agreement. We were completely impressed by the shopkeeper's paper-rolling skills. Even Jing'er started to explain to us.

The Desert Eagle is a hunting pistol released by MRI in 1980. The effective range can reach 100 meters, which cannot be replaced by any small and exquisite combat pistol.

Similarly, the recoil of the Desert Eagle pistol is quite terrifying, and people weighing less than 160 pounds cannot control it at all.

Jinger said she seemed to remember that she had used such a pistol.

"I bought it. Can the boss make more bullets?"

The shop owner didn't expect that the goods that had not been sold for two years would just be sold. He promised to prepare the materials for production immediately and asked us to sit and wait for an hour.

Seeing that most of us were looking at some military products, the store owner asked doubtfully.

The clever Chujiu told him that a comrade of ours died, and these were his favorite things during his lifetime. The comrades pooled their money to buy some and planned to burn them for him during the New Year.

While chatting with the store owner, Chujiu lied to his comrades that they sacrificed their lives in fighting the disaster. The store owner was moved and said that all products can be discounted at 20%.

Jinger's mouth was not idle, and she introduced us to a submachine gun hanging on the wall.

The M16 automatic rifle is the second-generation rifle installed by the United States after World War II. It is used by nearly 100 countries and is known as one of the six most famous guns in the world today.

The gun has an effective range of 600 meters and can load 30 rounds at a time. The ammunition is m193 and the rate of fire is 750-900 rounds per minute.

The shop owner spent almost two hours making 30 rounds of bullets. The production process made Chujiu and I sigh, what does excellence mean.

Even the gunpowder filled in the bullet was not missing. I used shredded paper to apply black paint, and used tweezers to count the amount and put it into the bullet.

Chujiu told the boss that he might come here every year to buy some bullets and other things to burn for his comrades.

The store owner was like meeting a close friend, and he readily agreed that the quality would be guaranteed.

In the end, we spent 900 yuan to buy a villa, a pistol, a submachine gun, a plastic bag of bullets, grenades, mines, smoke bombs, flash bombs, a flare gun, and five or six sets of clothes.

If it weren't for the fact that I didn't have enough money in my pocket, I would have suspected that Jing'er would have asked me to buy another tank.

I admire the boss from the bottom of my heart for being so good at business. In addition to some of the most popular clothing styles, he even has swimwear.

The shop owner explained that even if you go to the underworld, you still need to swim. Otherwise, it would be very sad for someone who doesn't like swimming to die.

Looking at the products piled up like a small mountain, I felt for the first time that business is not just for living people.

The shop owner suggested that we rent a van in front of the farmer's market. Otherwise, two people would definitely not be able to carry so many things.

Chujiu tilted his head and looked at me, and I handed him the last hundred yuan in my pocket.

The shop owner seemed to have remembered something, so he took something off the belt of his pants and handed it to me with a smile.

"Motorola's latest model is given to you."

I held the pager given to me by the shop owner in one hand and my own pager in the other. If you don’t look at the weight, you really can’t tell the authenticity from the fake one just by looking at it.

When I was going out on the ninth day of the lunar month, I suddenly pointed to an old yellow paper on the shelf.

"Boss, how do you sell this yellow paper?"


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