On April 27, there was rain.

The sea breeze swept in from the other side of the sea level, blowing and falling the raindrops diagonally.

On the sea, there are few white sails, the rain and fog cover the sky, only a gray one, on the street, pedestrians are sparse, occasionally someone walks by with an umbrella, the feet are hurried, the rain boots step on the puddle, splashing the sparkling water.

Lao K stood in front of the window with a wine glass, the wine glass in his hand was filled with red wine from Braun, the wine was as red as blood, and with the slight shaking of his wrist, the blood-like red wine rippled slightly in the crystal clear wine glass.

Old K looked out the window, an alley stretched forward under his sight, and after more than ten meters it was connected to the street, and there was a horse-drawn carriage galloping through the street, and the water splashed where the wheels were crushed.

This is the third floor of the West Grace Pawnshop.

At Nightingale's Bar, Old K's name is Old K, and here, his name is Sean Penn, and he is a serious businessman.

In this world, the business of the pawnshop is the same as that of its counterparts on the Aqua Blue Star, similar to the role of pawnshops and underground banks, borrowing money here, although it is not as high as ninety, but the interest rate is also surprisingly high, but the banking industry of the French Empire is still in the development stage, in addition to the central banks all over the country, there are only some small private banks, most of the business of these private banks are aimed at those noble and giant merchants, and even the business of the middle class is rarely received.

Some small merchants or down-and-out aristocrats had to deal with pawn shops.

Although Sien Pawn Shop is located in the port area, it seems that it is not very stylish and has no reputation, but in fact, the business is very large, and it is not as shabby as this seemingly ordinary three-story building shows.

After shaking it for a minute or two, Lao K raised the wine in the cup to his lips and sipped it gently, but did not drink it all.

This is the right way to taste wine, this glass of red wine is made of Braun's extremely famous red Sauvignon, the brand name of the wine is Red Sauvignon, and Red Sauvignon also has grades, the red Sauvignon in the hands of Lao K is not high, even so, a bottle also needs dozens of louis, and the expensive red wine on the water blue star is different, although the brand bonus is important, the most important thing is the content.

Red Sauvignon can slow down blood circulation, can refresh the mind, drink it regularly, and can eliminate rheumatic pain and high blood pressure.

It's more of a medicine than a drink.

Old K was wearing a set of black silk pajamas, pure black, as pure black as the night, without any variegation, and now, as if a black waterfall hung over his low body.

Yes, he's not tall.

His hair was gray, his beard was the same, and he looked a little old.

It's like a little old man who is crushed by life everywhere on the street, of course, if you ignore his gray-brown eyes, when you look at those eyes and are stared at by him, you won't think like this.

It was a pair of eyes that were as cold as poisonous snakes.

Being targeted by these eyes, the whole person shuddered, and his subordinates always lowered their heads unless necessary, but they didn't dare to look directly into Lao K's eyes.

Drinking the red wine in his hand, Old K turned around.

"Your Excellency, is this red Sauvignon still as you want?"

In the room, leaning against the desk, there is a set of sofas, and a middle-aged man in a gray gentleman's costume is leaning on the sofa, like old K, he is holding a glass of red Sauvignon in his hand, and at this moment, there is not much wine left in the glass.

Dave Damon is a scholar with a deep knowledge of antiques and luxury.

As a pawnshop, it will definitely deal with antiques and luxury goods, which is also part of the business, in fact, in terms of profit, it is not much worse than usury, you know, if you can pay some very expensive items at an extremely low price, once you form a dead pawn, the profit can be said to be astronomical, and it must not be known by others, otherwise, all kinds of envy and jealousy will completely burn the owner of the pawnshop.

In order to complete such a business, the first requirement is that the person who comes to pawn the item has no knowledge of the value of the item, and in addition, it is very important to have a scholar who has knowledge of this knowledge.

Otherwise, even if a treasure is delivered to your door, you will treat it as dust.

Dave Damon is the Queen's Scholar at the Grace Pawnshop.

Although, the pawnshop has a dependence on it, but, after all, it is just a hired helper, a little more advanced than the staff of the pawnshop, even if Lao K treats him politely, his attitude should not be so.

Yes, now Dave Damon's attitude can be said to be somewhat nonchalant, bordering on arrogance.

"It's okay!"

He put down his glass and nodded.

"It's okay to be able to get you to say, this wine is not bad, next time, I will let the little ones buy an extra batch of goods, and when the time comes, send a box to the house......"

Old K said with a smile, although his eyes still couldn't avoid being cold, he was also trying his best to hide it, wanting to reveal more kindness.

"It's still almost tasteful, and it's a little more pyrotechnic......"

Dave said with a deep groan.

"It's a far cry from the red Sauvignon I drank from adults!"

With that, he pursed his lips, as if recalling the taste.

"Hehe......"

Old K smiled innocently.

"How can you compare to that adult!"

He waved his hands with a deferential expression.

"Can't compare, can't compare...... Adults are like clouds in the sky, the small ones are just the sludge on the ground, the things that adults can enjoy, and the small ones can only be imagined, and I don't know when I will be summoned by the adults like Your Excellency, and I am fortunate to have a taste!"

Dave Damon pouted, then smiled.

"As long as you do your best for adults, you will have a chance and a ...... opportunity"

Then, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Sit down......"

Dave Damon beckoned to Old K, and those who weren't familiar with him thought he was the master of the place.

"Don't be nervous, since I'm here, it means that the adult will endorse you, so you don't have to worry, even those people will give the adult a little face......

Old K smiled and raised his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead.

"Adults are really broad-minded, small things are not good, adults not only do not punish, but also help small ones deal with the tail of the hand......"

His voice was a little choked.

"The little one really doesn't know how to repay the kindness of the adult, only ......"

"Alright!"

Dave Damon frowned and waved his hand.

"You old thing, in front of me, you don't need to ......"

At this time, there was a knock outside the closed door, three long and two short.

"What's the matter?"

Old K yelled impatiently.

"Boss, Sheriff Trim has come with a man. ”

Outside the door, the voices of his subordinates were nervous.

Here it comes......

Old K's heart sank and he subconsciously looked at Dave Damon.

Dave pursed his lips, his expression unconcealed nervousness, and he glanced back at Old K.

"Go, open the door!"