Chapter 8 The First Item

It turns out that there is everything on the salted fish.

Zhu Fugui bought half a box of unsealed clarithromycin for five yuan.

Clarithromycin, like erythromycin, is a macrolide antibiotic.

Compared with penicillins and cephalosporins, the risk of allergies is smaller.

After Zhu Fugui carefully studied the manual, he threw all the things that might cause trouble such as the manual and the outer packaging into the trash can of the system.

After taking the medicine, Zhu Fugui finally felt relieved.

In these years, the bacterial resistance is almost zero, and taking some antibiotics is a super-grade miracle drug, and your life should be worry-free.

After putting down the burden, Zhu Fugui finally began to study his Daming foreign trade company.

The shops on the e-commerce platform are also graded.

According to Zhu Fugui's current civilization value, it can naturally only be the lowest level of Lv1.

When arranging the shop page, Zhu Fugui couldn't help but guess whether this platform had a close relationship with a certain news.

No matter how you look at it, this thing is too much like arranging a QQ space.

Zhu Fugui doesn't get money, and he doesn't get civilization value, so he can only use a few free templates that come with the Lv1 store.

Fortunately, there is a relatively quaint template among them, and Zhu Fugui likes it more.

Once the store is set up, the next step is to place the goods.

This made Zhu Fugui quite embarrassed.

Based on his previous experience in reading novels, Zhu Fugui naturally knows that from ancient times to modern times, the best commodity must be cultural relics and antiques.

Many of the things that were not in this era were in the future and were great collector's items in later generations.

But the problem is that now Zhu Fugui really doesn't have anything around him that he can get his hands on.

If he traveled one or two thousand years ago, then even the clothes he was wearing at this time might be considered a very valuable cultural relic.

But in 1863, the era of the great textile had already begun, and the rags of slave laborers had little collectible value even after more than 200 years.

"I wonder if I can stuff this whole tent in and sell it?"

Zhu Fugui suddenly had such an idea.

The eagle's tent is far more ornate than the other tribesmen, and is obviously a good artifact.

As for whether the tent disappearing out of thin air would cause trouble, Zhu Fugui didn't bother to care.

Anyway, no one would suspect that they stole it.

It would be better if the Indians could feel that they were angry with the mountain gods because they had captured them.

Maybe you'll let yourself go.

So Zhu Fugui decisively gave it a try.

[This item is not owned by the merchant, the Internet is not an illegal place, please pay attention to your behavior! ] 】

Zhu Fugui was taken aback.

The heart said that this dog system actually cares about theft!

When I sold shoddy drugs and expired goods, I didn't see it so moral!

Spit and complain, Zhu Fugui didn't dare to try again, so he could only find another way.

At this moment, Zhu Fugui noticed a short arrow stuck not far away.

The short arrow was pulled out of his ass by the girl and stuck in her hand on the ground.

Zhu Fugui took the short arrow and observed it carefully.

"The workmanship is very good! And the feathers used are also beautiful! ”

At a glance, Zhu Fugui was overjoyed, and hurriedly tried to put this short arrow into the store.

With a halo, the short arrow in Zhu Fugui's hand disappeared out of thin air.

Since it was not the first time to use a similar function, Zhu Fugui was not much surprised.

Instead, it began to be difficult because of the pricing of this short arrow.

This arrow is said to be a cultural relic, and the years are a little shorter.

It's just a handicraft, and it's a bit cheap.

The point is, Zhu Fugui doesn't know how much this thing is worth.

[Dear users of the special spectrum, do you use the auction function?] 】

Just when Zhu Fugui was in a dilemma, the little housekeeper of the store gave intimate suggestions.

"There's even an auction function!"

Zhu Fugui was overjoyed, this was the most perfect solution.

As long as a reserve price is given, it will depend on the will of God.

Zhu Fugui decisively chose [yes].

According to the previous understanding, Zhu Fugui knew that the time of this e-commerce platform was basically synchronized with the real world.

In other words, Zhu Fugui, who is in North America, is also in the platform, and Chinese customers in the 21st century have a time difference.

Nowadays, it is night in North America, and it is daytime for people who buy things, and the traffic will be larger.

【Handmade 19th Century Indian Combat Short Arrow】

[Reserve price 200 yuan]

……

After filling in the product name and auction information, Zhu Fugui did not wait for the customer to come to the door, he felt a little sleepy.

Just as he was about to go back to sleep, Zhu Fugui suddenly felt his shoulders shake.

"Boy, wake up!"

Zhu Fugui opened his eyes in surprise, only to see that it was Qi Wenchang and one of his brothers who woke him up.

Zhu Fugui remembered that his name seemed to be Yang Liu.

"How did you ......?"

Zhu Fugui just wanted to ask, but Qi Wenchang covered his mouth.

He whispered quickly, "There was a dead end in the position where the two of us were being held, and we escaped after overturning a whistle......

Zhu Fugui squinted his eyes and looked around, and he understood what was going on.

The position of other Chinese workers is too eye-catching, and Qi Wenchang and Yang Liu can't save people.

Alone outside the tent by the eagle, he became the easiest person to rescue.

But even so, the two of them took a great risk to save themselves.

You know, none of their other brothers went to the rescue.

Although the Indian girl didn't seem to be hostile, Zhu Fugui didn't think it was a good idea to go to their lair.

Now that there is a chance to get out of trouble, it is natural to prepare to leave immediately.

"Brother Qi, Brother Yang, thank you for your kindness, let's go!"

Now is not the time to be indecisive, and his loyal servant, Comrade Li, can only ask for more blessings.

Zhu Fugui hurriedly got up and followed the two eldest brothers to prepare to escape.

When passing by the blind corner of Qi Wenchang's mouth, that is, a large boulder, Zhang Zifan saw the Indian sentry who was left here by the two of them and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

"It is worthy of being a Guangxi wolf who has experienced a hundred battles, and he has too much experience in special operations."

Zhu Fugui couldn't help but sigh that the quality of the soldiers in the early years of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was really cowhide, and it was not until after the capital Jiangnan was established that it began to decline.

There is no way, everyone who can sweep the world with Jiangnan soldiers is a genius, and ordinary people can't play it.

However, just as Zhu Fugui praised the two big brothers in his heart, Yang Liu suddenly rushed forward in the face of a dog eating.

In an instant, the bell of vigilance rang loudly.