Chapter 6 What is worth in the Ming Dynasty
After half an hour of thinking, the pressure of survival in the end still overwhelmed the worries in his heart, and Yang Feng still decided to go to the Ming Dynasty to be a glorious second-class dealer. It's just that the question arises again, what can he bring from modern times to the Ming Dynasty to sell without attracting the attention of the other side?
Salt, tea, wine, ironwareγ......
The same thing flashed through Yang Feng's mind, but then he vetoed it. It's not that these things don't make money, but Yang Feng knows that these things are controlled products no matter which dynasty they are in, and the people who dare to do these businesses are either opened by the government or the imperial court, or they are only businessmen with deep backgrounds who dare to touch them.
"...... It's a hell to have such a great opportunity in front of you, but you don't know what to get over. β
Yang Feng raised his hand irritably and was about to slap it on the table, but when he raised his palm, he realized that the table that had been used for several years had just been broken up by him, and was now lying in the garbage heap downstairs.
Just now, Yang Feng finally confirmed the fact that his strength had increased, in order to verify this matter, he also secretly punched the guardrail of the community, and the half-inch thick iron guardrail was actually punched by Yang Feng, and it also caused a lot of movement, even the security guards were alarmed, so frightened that Yang Feng hurriedly ran back to the rental house.
This is just an unexpected episode, but this accident also made Yang Feng sure that his strength has improved greatly compared to the original after returning from the crossing, this kind of good thing is naturally no one will refuse, not only that, Yang Feng also found that his skin is also much fairer than the original, the original Yang Feng has worked hard in the society for several years, and has suffered a lot, his skin is a little darker than ordinary people, but now it has become a little whiter, needless to say that Yang Feng also knows that this must be related to his inexplicable increase in strength.
Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but pick up a mirror from the windowsill on the side and look at it.
"Hmm...... It's really a lot whiter, and there is a trend towards a little white face! Someone nodded a little narcissistically, and then his movements suddenly froze.
"Mirror...... Mirror...... By the way, why didn't I think of it, it's a mirror. β
Yang Feng suddenly slapped his palm, and patted his head with surprise in annoyance, "I'm really stupid, why didn't I think of a mirror, this thing was a rare thing in the Ming Dynasty, and it is a luxury jewelry, if you get a batch of mirrors and transport them over, you should be able to make a lot of money." β
Yang Feng's education level is not high, but this does not mean that his knowledge is narrow, although he did not go to university, it is not that his grades are bad, but because of changes in his family, he had to drop out of school early to work in society. On the contrary, Yang Feng's grades have never fallen out of the top three in the original age, in the words of his homeroom teacher, Yang Feng's child must be a good seedling of Tsinghua University and Peking University if he dropped out of school because of family changes, and he has been in the society for so many years, it can be said that he is much stronger than many college graduates in terms of human sophistication and brain, except for some professional knowledge, but he is limited by a diploma and has been at the bottom of the society.
Thinking that doing it was Yang Feng's consistent criterion, after figuring this out, Yang Feng took out his bank card and mobile phone and immediately went out.
Chaoyang Market is one of the largest markets near Yang Feng's community, and the things in it are very complete, basically as long as you think of daily necessities, you can find them here, and the things are cheaper than outside, so Yang Feng often comes here to buy things when he has nothing to do.
After Yang Feng came to the market, he went directly to a shop in the northeast corner of the market, and shouted to a man who was sleeping on a lazy chair: "Zhang Sicheng, the chengguan is here!" β
"Ah...... What the? Chengguan is coming! β
It's also interesting to say, as soon as Yang Feng's words fell, the middle-aged man who was sleeping like a dead pig jumped up like an electric shock, and because he jumped too hard, his head hit the doorpost on the side and made a muffled sound of "bang", which made him scream in pain on the spot.
"Hahaha......"
When the man finally came back to his senses, he found Yang Feng standing on the side smiling.
"Okay, you Yang Feng, you dare to tease me like this, your kid's conscience is greatly broken!" The middle-aged man who gritted his teeth in anger was so angry that he punched Yang Feng, but he was still quite measured, and just grabbed Yang Feng's shoulder.
I saw Yang Feng's body flash, his left hand blocked his right hand and smiled: "Okay, okay, it's just a joke with you, who knew you were so sensitive, can you blame me?" β
"Fart, don't blame you, who do you blame, do you blame me?"
Zhang Sicheng glared at him angrily, and was about to sit back in the chair with a snort, but was pulled by Yang Feng.
"Lao Zhang, don't be busy getting angry first, I really have business to talk to you about this time."
"Talk about, I don't know kid yet." Zhang Sicheng glanced at him: "What else can you ask me for?" It's nothing more than a pot or two. Take whatever you want, just put it on the counter when you're done, I didn't sleep last night. I'm telling you, don't disturb my sleep, or I'll be in a hurry with you! β
"You think I can't lie to you?"
Yang Feng didn't talk nonsense, he directly took out a large stack of red banknotes from his pocket and shook it in front of Zhang Sicheng's eyes. Who is Zhang Sicheng, he knew that Yang Feng had at least tens of thousands of yuan in the folded banknotes in his hand at a glance, and his eyes immediately lit up.
"Okay, you kid haven't seen him for a while, where did you go to get rich, and today you actually came to take care of my brother's business, tell me, what do you want? Could it be that your kid wants to get married and come over to buy decoration materials? β
"What?"
Yang Feng's head shook like a rattle: "I just want to buy a batch of mirrors with you." β
"You want to buy a mirror?"
Zhang Sicheng was angry, pointed at Yang Feng and scolded with a smile: "You bastard boy, you are sincerely looking for me to be happy today, how much is a mirror worth, it will only be a few hundred yuan if you die, did you take out so much money to find me to be happy?" β
"Not really." Yang Feng touched his nose embarrassedly: "I really asked you to buy mirrors, and there are quite a few of them, I estimate that the money is probably not enough." β
"What you said is true?"
Seeing that Yang Feng didn't mean to joke, Zhang Sicheng couldn't help but look at Yang Feng carefully, and couldn't help but quip: "Don't say it, I haven't seen you for a while, but your kid has become a lot whiter and more handsome, and he has learned to do business." But I want to solemnly remind you that mirrors are not easy to sell, and if you buy so many goods at once, be careful that you can't sell them, and you will smash them in your hands, so don't cry to me when the time comes. β
When it came to the back, Zhang Sicheng's words couldn't help but have a hint of solemnity.
Yang Feng glanced at Zhang Sicheng, he and he can be said to be not related, but the two have known each other for the past two years. It stands to reason that he, as a seller, naturally wishes that the other party buys as much as possible, and it is none of his business whether the other party can sell it, and now he can solemnly remind himself like this, which is enough to prove that he really cares about himself.
patted Zhang Sicheng's shoulder gratefully, and Yang Feng smiled: "Don't worry, I dare to buy so many goods, naturally I have already found a good home, at least I don't have to worry about the market." After all, I just got fired, so I have to find something to do. β
"You got fired?" Zhang Sicheng frowned, "That's it, I still know a few leaders of Dalitong, if you still want to go to work with Dalitong, I can help you talk about it." β
"Thank you Brother Zhang for your kindness, but don't need to."
Since he decided to make a fortune as a second-class dealer, how could Yang Feng be willing to go back to live that kind of 9-to-5 life, so he quickly refused with a smile, and in order to divert Zhang Sicheng's attention, he said again: "Brother Zhang, you know a lot of people, I don't know if you can help me get a dogleg knife to finish."
Zhang Sicheng's expression was stunned, "Dogleg knife? What do you kid want this for? This thing is a controlled knife. β
"Controlled knives?" Yang Feng said disdainfully: "These days, even kitchen knives have to be real-name, is it possible that you don't even sell kitchen knives?" β
"Hey...... You stinky boy......"
It was late at night, and the guests of the Rifle Inn had already fallen asleep, the shopkeeper who was in charge of the night was sleeping soundly on the tall counter, and the crystal harazi was slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth to the table to form a small stall of water, and even the big yellow dog raised by the boss was honestly lying near him to sleep, and the whole inn was silent.
I don't know how long later, the drooping ears of the big yellow dog that was sleeping suddenly stood up, and then the big yellow dog raised his head and looked at the second floor of the inn not far away, and let out a low roar from his mouth. The shopkeeper, who was awakened by the warning sound of the big yellow dog, opened his eyes in a daze, and after seeing the appearance of the big yellow dog, he impatiently patted the big yellow dog on the head and scolded: "Don't make noise, if you make any more noise, I will starve you tomorrow for a day." β
"Woo ......"
After being slapped and the big yellow dog whimpered, he lay down a little unwillingly, and shook his head next to the dog and looked at the guest room not far away with some unwillingness, as if something suddenly popped up there.
In a room on the second floor of the guest room that the shopkeeper could not see, a soft blue light suddenly lit up, this light became more and more beautiful, and after a few minutes, when the blue light disappeared, Yang Feng, who was holding a bronze mirror in one hand and a grinding stone in the other, appeared in this guest room.
Yang Feng, who was dressed in modern clothes, shook his slightly dizzy head, he looked around, and found a surprised smile on his face after finding the big wooden box next to him.
"It seems that my brother guessed well, as long as it is the range covered by blue light, it will be teleported, and I feel that the range of blue light shrouded this time is significantly larger than the last time!"