It is said that there are more than 100,000 neon people living in the Hongkou area alone, not to mention the sushi restaurants, izakayas, ramen restaurants and so on.

In the Chushu antique market, there is also a shop called Daimaruya, which mainly sells Japanese antiques, such as lacquerware, food boxes, samurai helmets, katanas, kimonos worn by girls, Japanese-style folding fans, and motos.

Su Yun stood in the store and looked at the boss, the boss was an obese middle-aged man in his forties, his face was also kind, standing beside Su Yun and greeting him with a smile.

"This little brother, look at whatever you like, don't be polite."

Su Yun smiled, "Boss, although these things are called antiques, they seem to be quite new, you look at these lacquerware, the light can be seen, even my shadow can be reflected, it doesn't look like something that is old." ”

The fat boss waved his hand and said disapprerovingly: "I won't tell you, 99% of the things in my store are modern antiques, and they are authentic domestic products." ”

"Did you read the news a while ago? Cao County, Shandong, has contracted more than 90% of the neon coffin boards, whether Little Japan can enter the soil for peace, our Cao County villagers say it. ”

"There is also the kimchi eaten in the country of sticks, 90% of which are produced in the Jiaodong area, and that's it, they still have to lick their faces to apply for the kimchi as a World Heritage Site."

"No way, this is the reality, who let us be the largest industrial country in the world, producing the most and most complete goods on the planet, even if you go to neon one day, the things in their store will not be much different from those in my store."

Su Yun bowed slightly, and he was deeply convinced of the fat boss's statement.

Except for a small number of high-tech technologies that still need to be broken through, it is an indisputable fact that Huaxia has de facto dominated the global manufacturing industry.

The fat boss's name is Wei Qingshan, although he is a native of Shanghai, but because he has been in the northwest for many years, he has been contaminated with the bold atmosphere of many northwest men, loves to laugh, and does things cleanly.

Su Yun and Wei Qingshan are quite temperamental, and you have been chatting a little nonsense.

"Boss Wei, can you give me an estimate for this thing?"

Seeing that the time was almost up, Su Yun naturally took out a golden judgment from his arms and put it in Wei Qingshan's hand.

"Oh, it's a real guy!?"

Wei Qingshan saw the oval gold leaf in his hand clearly, his eyes were straight at that time, although he opened an antique shop, he mainly sold modern imitations, and he didn't see many good things with real history.

Su Yun said lightly: "If it is correct, it should be cast during the Warring States period in the sixteenth century AD." ”

Wei Qingshan nodded again and again: "In the Ming Dynasty, we had a lot of maritime trade with neon, and the gold judgment was the main currency of small Japan, and there was a lot of it in the country. ”

"But to tell you the truth, your little gold judgment is really well preserved, if it weren't for the craftsmanship of the version, I would have thought it was newly made by a workshop."

Su Yun smiled and said nothing, the things he brought back directly from the mission world have not been exposed to wind and rain for hundreds of years, so it is not good to preserve them.

Wei Qingshan said that he had neon guests and had asked him to collect things, which aroused Su Yun's interest, and he asked Wei Qingshan to help contact him again.

Wei Qingshan agreed, after all, if he was doing business, he would buy it from Su Yun and then give it to the neon guests, and there would definitely be a profit in the middle.

However, according to the rules, how Wei Qingshan contacted the buyer and how much the other party bid was not something that Su Yun should ask.

As the saying goes, favors belong to favors, and business belongs to business, that's the truth.

After asking about the total number of gold judgments, Wei Qingshan walked into the office, turned on the video and talked to the neon guest, looking at the mouth shape, it should be Chinese, presumably the neon guest is also a Huaxia who has lived in China for many years.

There was not much time, Wei Qingshan walked out of the office with a smile, and his face was proud.

"Brother, you have found the right person in my store, the neon guest likes this batch of gold judgments very much, and is willing to bid four to reach one, and eight is thirty-two to reach or not." Wei Qingshan patted Su Yun on the shoulder affectionately and said.

Before going out, Su Yun checked the price of gold today, and if he sold the gold judgment as ordinary gold, he could sell it for 10,000 yuan at most.

But as an antique, there must be a premium, how much Wei Qingshan sold to neon guests, Su Yun didn't know, the price of forty thousand pieces was already in line with his expectations.

The coming day is long, assuming that Su Yun is bent on tinkering with things from the mission world, the golden judgment or something is just a drizzle.

"Okay, since Boss Wei has spoken, let's make a decision."

Su Yun stretched out his hand to Wei Qingshan happily, Wei Qingshan was slightly stunned, and then he was overjoyed, and let Su Yun change his name to Brother Wei, Boss Wei's title seems to be raw, if you meet today, you are friends, and you will have money to earn together in the future.

"Alipay arrived, 320,000 yuan."

As this voice sounded, Su Yun's hanging heart finally let go, looked at his account balance, and showed a satisfied smile.

Money is a man's courage, and money is easy to do.

Rice, noodles, sauce, vinegar tea, chicken, fish, meat, eggs and shrimp, the procurement of these materials should also be put on the agenda.

In the chaotic and barren neon Warring States Period, the ronin samurai who couldn't eat enough were willing to work hard for three bowls of rice a day, and the local tyrant Su Yun provided such abundant materials, so it was no wonder that those poor samurai were not crazy.

"By the way, Brother Wei, I have one more thing I want to ask you for help with." Su Yun thought for a while and said, "I still have some Yongle Tongbao here, if I want to sell them easily, or exchange them for modern imitations." ”

Wei Qingshan was stunned when he heard this, it was understandable to sell it, but the operation of exchanging real ancient money for antique money was a little coquettish, and he had never met it before.

However, considering that he had just made a fortune from Su Yun, Wei Qingshan didn't think much about it, and enthusiastically looked for peers who were familiar with the antique market to see the goods.

Su Yun's idea is actually very simple, in addition to materials in the mission world, it is inevitable to spend some money, and always trade rice and noodles with others, although it is cost-effective, but it is too troublesome.

The purchasing power of copper coins in the neon Warring States period was good, and in the movie, Katsushiro threw a small handful of copper coins to Riki, which solved the problem of the theft of the rice jar and allowed everyone to eat, which can be seen.

Although Yongle Tongbao is well-cast, it is also one of the varieties of ancient money with the largest stock in China, and there are six in the casting place alone.

After the appraisal of the peers invited by Wei Qingshan, the copper coin in Su Yun's hand is indeed genuine, called Yongle Xiaoping in the industry, which belongs to the cheapest variety of Yongle money, compared to the rarer Yongle three coins, Yongle silver coins, the market price is about 400 yuan a piece.

And the imitation copper coins that Su Yun needs are not without cost, a dozen yuan a piece of poor quality, and more than 20 yuan for a better one.

In the end, after some discussion, the ancient money shop exchanged the Yongle Tongbao in Su Yun's hand for one to twenty, one hundred and forty-five genuine coins, and two thousand nine hundred imitation coins.

Boom~

Two thousand nine hundred antique bronze coins, each weighing four grams, totaling 11.6 kilograms, were packed in small suitcases, heavy and made a crisp metal crashing sound.

Wei Qingshan hugged his arms, looked at the box in Su Yun's hand in a daze, and always felt that Su Yun had suffered a loss in this transaction, and the good real ancient money was replaced by imitation, I really don't know what this little brother thinks in his heart.

However, Su Yun was smiling, antique money, real ancient money, as long as it can be spent in the mission world, whatever.

Su Yun refused Wei Qingshan's request to invite him to dinner, deduced that the coming day was long, dragged the box and turned away, found a corner where no one was around, put the box into the system space, and then continued to take the subway back to the rental house in the northern Jiading District.

It is not the peak traffic period, there are actually empty seats on Line 11, Su Yun sat on the subway and thought, since the money is already there, the next thing to do is naturally to purchase materials.

Considering the huge amount of materials, online shopping is definitely not possible, and let the courier deliver tons of rice to Su Yun's house?

Not suitable, not so dry.

It is best to find a wholesaler directly to get the goods, and in this way, Su Yun also needs to rent a warehouse to temporarily store these materials, and when the materials are ready, he will move them to the mission world again.

"Bringing things from the real world to the mission world, and then bringing things from the mission world back to reality, I'm not just a porter of the two worlds." Su Yun touched his chin and thought to himself.