Chapter Twenty-Five: The Dead

"Bruce, I'll take you to a good place. After Zhao Lin succeeded, he shut up and didn't talk about the Xiangjiang issue, and said with a smile, "Don't talk about Jack, it's impossible for Cui Hongzhong to find a place." ”

Bruce was really curious, and in order to find out the inside story, he was not worried about leaving the army at all, so he nodded and followed Zhao Lin down the road. However, he kept talking, just wanting Zhao Lin to provide more inside information.

"Our bottom line is simple, it's unity. Zhao Lin had no choice but to pull out on this topic, "It's not difficult to know this bottom line at all." You don't have to ask me, anyone who goes to the street and asks a bun seller will tell you the same answer. ”

"How is it possible? There are so many people in your country, there will always be a group of people who think differently, right?" Bruce was full of doubts about Zhao Lin's words, "This bottom line is likely to lead to war, aren't you afraid?"

Zhao Lin thought about the sensitivity of this topic before saying, "It's difficult to understand, right, I'll explain this to you when I get to the place later." You see there are so many clouds in the sky, it is much cooler than yesterday, and it will not be good if it rains for a while if you don't hurry up. ”

What is there to talk about national events, talk about how good the weather is, anyway, this is also your tradition.

Bruce had no choice but to be hooked forward by Zhao Lin, and before he knew it, he walked to the edge of the city.

This was the main destination of his journey south.

According to the development of the original time and space, it would be several years before Zhao Lin came to this place, and then met the person who taught him, loved him, harmed him, and saved him.

"Is Master Yang at home?" Although the various references are very different, Zhao Lin still knocked on the door of a family with ease.

"Who?" A familiar voice sounded, almost making Zhao Lin unable to control his emotions.

Zhao Lin stabilized his mood and said in a low voice: "My friends online asked me to come here to hang the pile, please take care of the new springboard." ”

Yang Yuming has exchanged a lot of money in the past two years by relying on the family wealth he had hidden before, and he is thinking about re-emerging from the rivers and lakes. I really didn't expect an old friend to be so powerful, and he actually found his own place before he made a move.

Zhao Lin's words disturbed his heart that had been calm for many years, and he didn't speak, but he still quickly opened the courtyard door.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old child, a blonde and blue-eyed foreign devil.

Yang Yuming was stunned. He really didn't know which old friend would hang out with foreign devils.

Zhao Lin stepped into the courtyard, smiled at Yang Yuming, and then turned to Bruce in English and said, "This is a famous local craftsman, and seeing what he makes should help you better understand why we are united in this matter of unification." ”

Bruce listened to Zhao Lin's words, took Yang Yuming's hand and shook it vigorously twice, and said in stiff Chinese, "Sheshe, Sheshe!"

Anyway, Bruce couldn't understand Chinese, so Zhao Lin no longer bothered to think about the cuts in the rivers and lakes that had long been buried by him, and said directly to Yang Yuming in front of Bruce, "I have a good way in my hand to earn foreigners' money together, I don't know if Uncle Yang is interested." ”

Yang Yuming waved his hand and said, "No, the little brother has an extraordinary appearance, blame me for not being able to recognize it." ”

"I just want to buy a batch of handicrafts from Uncle Yang and sell them to foreigners. Zhao Lin said sincerely, "I'm going to college soon, I won't get wet, but I just want to take advantage of the holidays to earn some living expenses." ”

Yang Yuming still has some respect for the word college student, but he has more doubts in his heart, so he just said carefully, "I don't know what kind of handicraft it is?"

"Ancient money. Zhao Lin knew that he didn't trust himself, and directly explained his intentions, "As long as it is a high imitation, don't be genuine." ”

The best craftsmanship has been pointed out, and it is impossible for Yang Yuming to hide it no matter how clumsy. This little thing has too a tight mouth to get his way out, but if it's just a high imitation, this business can still be done.

If something happens to the real thing, it is indispensable for the official family to come forward and buy and sell the rivers and lakes in private. What's more, when he shipped it, he clearly said that it was a fake, and if something happened online in the back, it couldn't be related to him.

As long as he doesn't have anything to do with the government, Yang Yuming still has the courage to do so. And there are only two or three people who know his bottom line, and he hasn't been in touch with them for more than ten years, and now this kid who suddenly appeared is a little weird, but it's a clue anyway.

Entering a room on the side, the ancient money on the table, on the floor, and on the wall was everywhere, and Bruce's dog eyes flashed. Zhao Lin didn't expect that this Yang Yuming was already thinking about returning to his old business at this point in time.

"I want all of these, no matter how much you do in the future, how about I underwrite it?" Zhao Lin was glad that he came early enough, this old boy didn't seem to have hooked up with other people, otherwise he wouldn't have so much inventory.

How could Yang Yuming let a little child pull his hind legs, and said with a smile, "It's a joke, how dare I trouble you as a college student." ”

Zhao Lin interrupted him and said, "This is a fair and honest deal, and I will go to Xiangjiang to foreign countries for a long time." It is marked that the high imitation is also more profitable than you can sell the real thing here. ”

Yang Yuming shook his head and still didn't believe it, no one knows better than him how profitable this industry is, why fakes are fakes, because once they are clear, they are worthless, how can they make more money than the real thing?

Bruce couldn't understand the two of them, and one of them fiddled with the ancient coins in the room. He had read some books on Chinese history, but he was limited to knowing what it was, and he didn't understand what it was, whether it was true, false, chronological, or valuable. But that didn't stop him from swinging around there with great interest.

"Gone through all the hard work. Zhao Lin pointed at Bruce and said, "They don't understand anything, there's no need to dress up and show the blind." In this case, I estimate that if you don't find an apprentice, you can make 18,000 pieces a month. ”

Yang Yuming smiled disdainfully, three points is the shallowness of foreign devils, and seven points is confidence in his own skills.

"This batch of workmanship is better, and I don't ask how many five hundred yuan will be collected. Zhao Lin took out a stack of big unity from his bag and said, "In the future, I will collect it according to three cents a piece, and you want to make 10,000 pieces a month to ensure your monthly income of 2,000 yuan, and I will make up for you if the cost can't be suppressed." ”

Seeing Yang Yuming swallowing his saliva, Zhao Lin continued, "There are only two requirements, one is to increase the output, and the other is to develop new products, such as copperware, calligraphy and paintings, and gadgets." Again, as long as the high imitation does not want to be genuine. ”