Chen Changyuan didn't want to waste time talking to him, so he just said casually:

"Some farm produce."

The man in the windbreaker said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

He was busy bargaining with his shop assistant, trying to get the price of donkey-hide gelatin lower.

After a long while, the guy finally wrapped Chen Changyuan's plaster.

He walked up to Chen Changyuan with a smile on his face and handed him the plaster with both hands: "Sir, please keep your plaster."

Perhaps because he was too attentive, the guy slipped and the plaster fell to the ground.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" The guy quickly bent down to pick it up.

Chen Changyuan also bent down and reached out to pick up the plaster.

At this moment, his hand holding the sack loosened, and a gap appeared at the opening of the sack.

The man in the windbreaker had sharp eyes and immediately noticed a corner of the tiger skin sticking out of the sack.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly walked to Chen Changyuan and grabbed his sack:

"Brother, is that really farm produce in that sack? Why does it look to me like..."

Chen Changyuan's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

He quickly tightened the mouth of the sack and said calmly, "It's just some mountain products. You must be dazzled."

The man in the windbreaker didn't believe it. He ripped open the mouth of the sack, revealing the tiger skin inside.

This tiger skin is well preserved and the fur is shiny. You can tell at a glance that it is of great value.

“Wow, it’s actually tiger skin!

"The man in the windbreaker exclaimed, "Brother, are you selling this tiger skin? I'll pay a high price!"

Chen Changyuan cursed in his heart, this man in the windbreaker is really a shrewd guy, he can see the value of the tiger skin at a glance.

He had originally planned to sell the tiger skin to the county, but now it seems that the man in the windbreaker is also a potential buyer.

"How much money do you want to offer?" Chen Changyuan asked calmly.

Chen Changyuan narrowed his eyes and held up five fingers: "Five thousand."

The man in the windbreaker was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter:

"Brother, no matter how good your tiger skin is, it's not worth this price, right? You're taking advantage of me!"

Chen Changyuan remained calm:

"You get what you pay for. This is an authentic wild Northeastern tigress skin, so well-preserved it's rare to find one on the market. For five thousand yuan, you won't be cheated or fooled."

The man in the windbreaker restrained his smile, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes:

"Three thousand, how about that?"

"Four thousand five, no less." Chen Changyuan pretended to put away the sack.

The man in the windbreaker grabbed the sack:

"Four thousand! One price! If you agree, let's do the deal now."

At this moment, the pharmacy clerk came over and whispered with a worried look on his face: "

"Hey guys, the origin of this tiger skin... isn't it a clean one? It's a sensitive commodity here. If someone gets their hands on it, it could get you into trouble. I think you better keep a low profile."

Chen Changyuan glanced at him calmly:

"My things come from legitimate sources, so you don't need to worry about them."

The guy shut up awkwardly and stepped aside.

Chen Changyuan noticed that a few burly men appeared at the door of the pharmacy, looking inside furtively, with greed in their eyes.

It seems that the appearance of this tiger skin has attracted some unnecessary attention.

The man in the windbreaker also noticed the movement at the door. He lowered his voice and said to Chen Changyuan, "Brother, there are too many people here, it's not a place to do business. How about we change places?"

Chen Changyuan nodded calmly: "Okay."

He turned to the waiter and said, "Pack up the plaster I bought. I have to go back in a hurry."

The clerk nodded and bowed hurriedly to pack the plaster, while Chen Changyuan took the opportunity to observe the men at the door.

They didn't seem to have any intention of leaving. Instead, they stared at the sack in Chen Changyuan's hand more unscrupulously.

The man in the windbreaker was a little impatient:

"Brother, what are you dawdling for? Let's go!"

Chen Changyuan smiled:

"Don't worry, I haven't got all my things yet. I have someone behind me, if you dare to refuse to pay, you will bear the consequences."

He deliberately made his words ambiguous, wanting to see the windbreaker man's reaction.

The man in the windbreaker believed it and quickly patted his chest to assure:

"Don't worry, brother! I have connections in both the black and white worlds, so I can still afford this amount of money. If you don't trust me, we can pay the deposit first."

Chen Changyuan took the plaster handed over by the waiter and said nonchalantly:

"No need for a deposit, I trust you."

He picked up the sack and walked out of the pharmacy with the man in the windbreaker.

Seeing this, the men at the door immediately followed, keeping a distance from him.

Chen Changyuan calmly quickened his pace and turned into an alley.

The man in the windbreaker followed closely behind, with a hint of excitement on his face:

"Brother, this tiger skin is really good! Where did you get it?"

Chen Changyuan did not answer, but observed the surrounding environment vigilantly.

This alley is quiet and deserted, making it a great place for trading.

"Just here." Chen Changyuan stopped and put the sack on the ground.

The man in the windbreaker rubbed his hands, opened the sack impatiently, and carefully examined the tiger skin again, his eyes full of greed.

"How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I?" Chen Changyuan asked.

The man in the windbreaker nodded with satisfaction: "It's really good stuff! Four thousand yuan, not a penny less!" He took out a stack of bills from his pocket and handed it to Chen Changyuan.

Chen Changyuan took the money, counted it quickly, and after confirming that it was correct, he handed the sack to the man in the windbreaker:

“It’s a pleasure to work with you.”

The man in the windbreaker took the sack and left the alley impatiently.

Chen Changyuan looked at his back and counted the money. It is said that money can be made quickly in big cities, and it turned out to be true.

He turned around to leave, but found that the entrance to the alley had been blocked by several men.

They were the same people who were sneaking around the door of the pharmacy before.

"Boy, hand over the money!"

One of the men said viciously, "If you know what's good for you, cooperate obediently, or don't blame us for being rude!"

Chen Changyuan laughed and said, "My friend, how can you dare to commit a crime so close to the police station and under the feet of the emperor?"

There were many robbers in the 1970s, but few were as brazen as those who did it so openly.

Chen Changyuan admired the courage of these people and secretly drew out the dagger in his arms.

He used this thing for self-defense, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

"Stop your mother's nonsense!"

"Pay up the money now if you're smart. Grandpa won't make things difficult for you. If you dare to call the police, I'll kill you!"