"This posture looks familiar, it can't be them, right?"

Yan Jing on the side couldn't help but smile when he saw the wooden cart speeding in front of him.

"You know?"

Zhao Huai turned his head with a questioning expression.

"Do you remember what I told you on the day you got married?" Yan Jing smiled slightly.

Zhao Huai thought about it carefully and shook his head: "I don't remember." ”

Yan Jing was not annoyed, obviously knowing that the other party was this virtue.

So he repeated the words of the day he got married.

"A week ago, I got the news from Yancheng that there was a treacherous rich merchant who smuggled a truckload of stolen goods and found many pawnshops, but no one dared to buy them, it was very mysterious, and I didn't know what was inside."

"I said at the time, if this order is completed, you won't have to work for half a year."

Hearing this, Zhao Huai thought about it, and he couldn't help asking:

"How do you know that this profiteer is carrying a cartload of stolen goods?"

Yan Jing smiled dumbly: "Naturally, I heard from my businessman friend, this convoy went all the way south, and almost no buyer was found. ”

Zhao Huai listened to it and chuckled: "Other pawnshops don't dare to accept it, so you think I can do it?" ”

The corners of Yan Jing's mouth hooked, as if he was smiling.

"You kid, I think I don't know, pretending to be poor on the surface, the pawnshop seems to be shabby, but in fact, he has a good eye, and he has collected a lot of good things, all of which have been sold on the black market, and he has made a lot of money over the years. Otherwise, how did you get your net worth? ”

Zhao Huai smiled and did not speak.

Because Yan Jing is telling the truth, there is actually a reason why he opened a pawnshop instead of a green house, a tavern, a boxing gym and other shops.

First of all, the ability of his golden copper coin, in addition to the function of divining fortune and misfortune, can also have a function, that is, it can be used to make money.

Sell and leave, and the money and goods are cleared.

After opening a pawnshop for three years, Zhao Huai naturally has his own set of basic guidelines for doing business.

Good stuff, stay.

Bad things, don't take them.

This is what he has always done.

Just toss the golden copper coin to know whether this thing should be collected or not.

The most taboo thing for opening a pawnshop is to encounter money-losing goods, and the things cannot be sold, and they are trading at a loss. In this way, the store is prone to closure.

In addition, he pawned things that should not be contaminated, encountered some taboo objects, and then was blocked by the government and destroyed by unknown forces.

Zhao Huai had heard of a deed in a neighboring state and county, a huge first-class pawnshop, with more than ten branches, because of the high price of a strange magic weapon with a magnificent shape, the next day, the whole shop died out.

Later, I found out that it was a horcrux refined by a demon monk, and the purpose was to quietly harvest human lives, which was not too miserable.

For example, those who bought tomb robbers' things were held accountable by the imperial court, and those who sold ancestral treasures and were immediately plagiarized by thieves... There shouldn't be too many such accidents.

But with the golden copper coin, Zhao Huai doesn't have to worry about these problems, and with the rest assured acquisition, the store will not collapse, and it can become bigger and stronger.

He dared to say that he was the largest pawnshop in Jinzhou, and no one could accept what he couldn't collect.

"Okay then, if it's okay, I'll go first."

Since Zhao Huai had achieved his goal, he would not stay in the medical hall, turned around to say goodbye to Yan Jing, and planned to go back to the pawnshop.

"Don't forget to drink." Yan Jing scolded at his back.

Zhao Huai didn't look back, but waved his hand understandingly.

"Next time, definitely."

...

On the streets at this time.

In front of the tightly wrapped wooden carriages were a richly decorated jeweled carriage.

In the carriage, a middle-aged uncle who was no more than forty years old sat on the pillow of Sichuan Jinmingxiu, this person had fleshy cheekbones, a protruding forehead, and a shimmering eye, at first glance, he was the kind of old and cunning person.

And he is the owner of these wooden carts.

"Master Huang, do you really want to sell all these things before you stop?"

A middle-aged man dressed as a guard next to him and holding a sword in one hand couldn't help but say.

"What? What's wrong? ”

Master Huang raised his eyes casually and said leisurely.

"But we said before, if you want to sell these relics, you can sell them neatly, either sell them all, or don't sell them at all, you sell them like this, get a car by car, I guess no one will buy it."

The guard man persuaded bitterly.

"Will you do business, or will I be?"

Master Huang said lightly.

"Of course it's Master Huang, but these things are mine."

The guard man sneered and argued.

Master Huang sneered: "That's what I bought from you, including yourself, if I hadn't saved you, you would have starved to death." ”

"And the way you are now, if you were a soldier before, would you be able to find such a decent job?"

The guard man sighed helplessly: "But these are all relics of the previous dynasty, and there are few people who collect them, and many pawnshops have been pushed down along the way." ”

"You don't have to worry about it, I have my own way."

The corners of Master Huang's mouth hooked, and an inexplicable smile appeared, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The guard man looked out the window of the car and swept through the bustling tiled streets, and couldn't help but be distracted.

Time flies, and three years have passed at once.

Who would have thought that the ruins of the former ruins have become so beautiful now that they are all rebuilt.

He was once an ordinary soldier of the Great Yan Dynasty, fighting the battlefield, with the accumulation of meritorious deeds, he was appreciated by his superiors, and he was promoted all the way, and finally became a palace guard military attaché.

I thought I could enjoy the second half of my life, but within a few years, I heard the evil rumor that Da Yan was about to die, and the rebel army sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

The main force of Dayan was defeated and retreated, and the rebel army went directly to the capital, and he was ordered to defend the city.

But when he fought at the gate of the capital and guarded it for a day and a night, someone suddenly shouted the slogan "The emperor has descended, kneel down to avoid death".

Let his efforts go straight to naught.

On that day, a steady stream of troops from outside the city poured in, and he ran madly to the palace.

His mind was extremely puzzled, only one sentence.

The ministers are about to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first!

Everything happened too quickly, and when he arrived at the palace, the news came that "the emperor is dead".

His brain shook, and his thoughts reversed again.

You should live!

So he mixed in with the rebel army, entered the palace to plunder, and took all kinds of things away, in order to live happily in troubled times.

Who would have thought that these things would become a burden on themselves, and they could not be sold, and it was not easy to throw away.

After escaping from the capital, he became destitute and could only rely on other people's relief to live.

Even after many years, looking back at this crazy memory, I still feel inexplicably sad.

"Here we are, sir."

"This is a pawnshop in Jinzhou, called Huaizi Small Pawnshop."

"Hmm."

Master Huang replied lightly, and then slowly got out of the car.

...