Zhang Shuguang, a struggling author from the 21st century, spent years staying up late writing. He finally died from overwork and became a member of the transmigration army.
However, Zhang Sh...
After looking for a long time, Zhang Shuguang finally found a genuine item. He put it aside and continued shopping on Taobao.
[The system has detected a pure gold and gem-inlaid dagger from the Yuan Dynasty, valued at 800,000 yuan. Do you want to sell it?]
Here it comes! He finally found a valuable item. Just as he was about to continue shopping, Liao Liancheng spoke up.
"Little brother, do you like this dagger? The handle and scabbard of this dagger are made of pure gold and inlaid with various precious gems. I bought it for 150 yuan."
Liao Liancheng's meaning was very clear, but this scimitar was over budget.
"All right, I'll take the machete and pay you thirty-two dollars."
Zhang Shuguang closed the small box quickly, took out four large black ten notes from his pocket and handed them to Liao Liancheng.
There will be plenty of opportunities to make a fortune in the future. Just come to Boss Liao when you catch a wild boar.
Zhang Shuguang's eyes were clear, without a trace of greed, which made Liao Liancheng's evaluation of him even higher.
"Little brother, since this is our first time dealing with each other, you don't need to pay me back. I hope you will remember me when you kill a wild boar again."
Liao Liancheng knew that the time had come to show his sincerity.
He has indeed made a lot of money in the black market in recent years, so he can afford to do this favor.
"Let's put things in perspective. You earned your money by taking risks, so I can't take advantage of you."
Thirty-two yuan is equivalent to a regular worker's monthly salary. This was their first time dealing with each other, and Zhang Shuguang felt embarrassed to take advantage of him.