Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Zheng Jing came to the hall, said hello to Fisebaru and walked out.

Outside the hotel, Boehringer was already waiting.

"By the way, I heard that you still need a pass to go to the Green Zone? Didn't I get in? ”

Zheng Jing opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot and asked.

Boehringer took out a pass and handed it to him, this is the pass, this is it.

Zheng Jing took it, it was a paper pass, and the words "Green Zone Pass" were written on it in Arabic.

"I thought I would need a pass to enter the Green Zone."

Boehringer put the pass behind the glass and said: "A few years ago, I asked for it, but now the environment in Iraq is much better, and you Chinese people go to the Green Zone with very relaxed conditions, as long as you check at the entrance of the Green Zone and do not carry dangerous goods, basically you will be allowed to enter without a pass."

But we locals can't do it, we still have to have a pass to enter, because because of the war, many people's minds are very dangerous. ”

"I see."

Hearing Boehringer's explanation, Zheng Jing understood.

On the way to the Green Zone, Boehringer asked, "By the way, you went to the antique store to buy something?"

"Let's take a look first, I don't know what items are there, if I like it, I'll buy it." Zheng Jing touched the Mamluk revival tray inside the backpack and said.

Of the six items found this time, only this one tray had no collectible value, and Zheng Jing decided to sell it here.

Zheng Jing was going to keep the gold bars, and when he found a skilled carver in the future, he asked people to create some items.

He hadn't figured out what to make out of the gold, he still had to think about it.

In about ten minutes, the two came to the entrance of the Green Zone.

Zheng Jing holds the camera and prepares to shoot a video here.

"By the way, can you shoot a video here?"

While waiting in line, Zheng Jing turned his head and asked Boehringer.

Boehringer shook his head: "I don't know, I should be able to shoot, right?" You can ask them when you check us out. ”

Boehringer gestured to the soldiers who were sitting at the entrance.

The inspection was quick, and it wasn't long before it was their turn.

Two heavily armed soldiers let the two men down, one of whom took the inspection equipment and checked the inside of the car.

After the machine did not check the dangerous goods, I opened the trunk again and checked it.

Finally, after the vehicle was inspected, the two of them were also inspected.

The soldier who checked him saw Zheng Jing's face and asked with some curiosity, "Are you from there?"

"I'm from Huaxia."

"Huaxia? Friends of Huaxia, what are you doing here? ”

Hearing that Zheng Jing was from Huaxia, the soldiers at the entrance checkpoint all looked at him curiously.

Zheng Jing took out the camera from his backpack and said, "I am a traveler, and I will use my lens to take pictures of the local customs and customs of each country I go to.

It's been three days since I came to Iraq, and today I want to go to the Green Zone to see it, I wonder if I can shoot a video in it? ”

In order to show that what he said was true, Zheng Jing showed the soldiers the video he had taken before.

Seeing these videos, one of the chiefs said to Zheng Jing with a smile: "I agree with you to go in and shoot, this is because you are from Huaxia, if you are from other countries, we will not agree."

Hearing that the chief agreed to let him in, Zheng Jing was very grateful.

I got in the car, said hello to the soldiers and entered the Green Zone.

As soon as he entered the Green Zone, Zheng Jing noticed the difference between this and the non-Green Zone.

On both sides of the road, coconut trees are planted at intervals.

The roads are clean and tidy, and most of the cars on the road are high-end luxury models.

In the Green Zone, there is never a need to worry about security, there are no human bombs, car bombs here.

Coming to the center of the Green Zone, a high-end and luxurious shopping mall comes into view.

Boehringer pointed to him and said, "Do you see, the shop with a black ant on the front is an antique shop."

Zheng Jing looked in the direction he pointed and saw a quaint shop on the sidewalk on the right.

Outside the store, there is a sign engraved with black ants, and under the ant pattern, the name of the store is written in Arabic characters.

【Ant Antique Shop】

Very peculiar name.

Zheng Jing got out of the car and saw Boehringer and said, "You don't go in?"

"I'm not going in, I'm waiting for you here."

"Okay, I'll go in and see for myself."

When I entered the store, there were not many people inside.

The shop is not very big, but there are a lot of things.

In particular, the items made of gold fill two shelves.

On the walls, there are many oil paintings from Western countries and works by some painters from Middle Eastern countries.

The shopkeeper saw Zheng Jing, a foreigner, come in and hurriedly walked over.

"Welcome to the Ant Antique Store, where guests can take a look at it."

The boss is very rich, and when he speaks, he is full of smiles, which makes people feel very enthusiastic.

"Boss, do you collect things here?"

Vikz was about to take Zheng Jing to take a look, when he heard his words, he turned his head and asked curiously, "I don't know what it is?" Can you take it out and take a look? ”

"Of course."

Zheng Jing opened his backpack and took out the Mamluk revival tray.

Seeing this tray, Vikz asked him to wait a moment and took out his eyes from the counter next to him and put them on.

Then, put on white gloves again.

Seeing that the boss was so professional, Zheng Jing was relieved.

He was afraid of running into an illiterate boss.

Vikz took the tray and looked back and forth, especially the pattern on the front of the tray, and looked at it again and again.

As he watched, Vikz nodded.

"That's right, it's a Cairo Hua Mamluk revival tray, the item is very well preserved, although there are traces of use, but this does not affect the value of the item."

"How much do you want to sell?"

Zheng Jing thought of the price of this item and said, "How much can you give?"

Vikz thought for a moment, then reached out and gestured.

"Ten million."

10 million Iraqi dinars, converted into RMB, is 50,000, the price is low.

Zheng Jing shook his head: "This price is too low to sell."

"Then I'll add three million to you."

Seeing that he added so much, Zheng Jing calculated, good guy, it was only 10,000 yuan when it was exchanged for RMB.

Zheng Jing didn't want to waste too much time here, so he said a price: "Twenty-five million, this is my price, if you agree I will sell it to you, if you don't agree, I will go to another place to see."

When Vikz heard this price, he thought about it carefully, looked at the tray in his hand, and wanted to pay back the price, but when he saw Zheng Jing looking like I would leave if you wanted a counteroffer, he had to nod and agree to the price.

The deal was confirmed, and Vikz transferred the money to Zheng Jing.

After waiting for a while, Zheng Jing received a message from the bank, and seeing that the money had arrived, he didn't stay here for long, so he said hello to Vikz and left.

Outside, Zheng Jing saw Boehringer sitting in the car smoking.

I don't know why, Boehringer was so fond of smoking cigarettes and not shisha.

I don't know why, people in Middle Eastern countries like to smoke shisha the most.

It's not that there are no cigarettes, but very little.

Seeing Zheng Jing come out, Boehringer threw away the cigarette and asked, "Is this good?"

"I'll come out when I'm done."

"Go back now?" Boehringer asked, looking at the time.

Zheng Jing thought of buying gun accessories and said, "Go back."

"Okay."

Coming out of the Green Zone, when he was about to arrive at the hotel, Zheng Jing asked Boehringer to put him down on the side of the road.

"I want to take a look here, this is today's fare, you can go back first."

Zheng Jing said and handed over the money.

Boehringer took the money, didn't count it, and put it directly into his pocket.

"Okay, if you call me in the car, then I'll go first?"

"No problem, I'll call you by car, you can go back early."

Seeing Boehringer leave, Zheng Jing looked around, and then walked towards a shop in front of him.