Chapter 05 Antique Pawnshop (1)

The sunlight at dawn penetrated the window lattice and merged into the room. The bright light slowly flowed in the room, as if beautiful notes were flowing from fingertips.

Siming slept on the side of the corridor for easy access, with his bracelet holding the person beside him. Zhou Ye slept obediently, with his head on the side of his head, while Siming slept upright, which was exactly what the nobles would train to be a decent posture.

In the pure white space, Zhou Ye was gently pointing out the three primary projection plans made by Plastic Flower. Plastic Flower was almost collapsed by what he said, and finally flew around in the pure white space, wanting to give up.

"Ahhhhh, you can't change it anymore. This is already the final version!! I want to cancel the contract, wuwuwu, I want to cancel the contract!! No more changes, really no more changes!"

"Don't dream of things that you can't do." Zhou Ye smiled, "Try to change it again. I believe in your potential."

In the end, more than a dozen versions of the plan were mixed together. An ancient wooden building floated in the middle of the sand table. A very eye-catching irregular prism hung in the lobby, and light was scattered everywhere as it rotated continuously. On the first floor, small cabinets were used to line up all kinds of amazing and valuable fabricated treasures. There were two rooms on the second floor, one for the day and one for the floor, but the inside was completely empty.

The name of the building was decided to be Antique Inn. Last night, Zhou Ye and Siming played with a sieve and each drew a letter. The combination of letters is Antique. The plaque was built overnight with small plastic flowers.

Looking at the various cities in the sandbox, Zhou Ye knew that the time had not come yet. He had never been to other cities. If he entered a place he didn't know, he might encounter variables. It would be better to take care of the current place first.

"Two projections appeared randomly in Xiangshan City, one of which was fixed near the location of the authentication card."

"Are you sure?"

"Are you sure."

As the conversation between the two ended, a wisp of light purple mist began to appear in the originally blue and cloudless sky. It spread quickly and lightly, like a layer of soft feathers, gently covering the sky.

As time went by, the purple mist continued to roll over the clouds, and a beam of light passed through the gaps in the clouds and accurately projected onto the central square. People who saw this wonder for the first time could not help but focus their attention on it.

Zhou Ye gently stroked the jade ring and entered the pure white space. He saw that both nobles and commoners on the sand table were heading that way. It was not until the crowd gathered that he allowed the plastic flowers to be projected in a gradually emerging state.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the Antiques Pawnshop was completely revealed in front of them. As the light withdrew, the crowd also walked towards the door with courage.

The door was made of ebony, and the traces left by the years on the door were clearly visible, as if recording the changes of countless time and the trajectory of life. The door frame was engraved with delicate and beautiful patterns and lines, which was both gorgeous and solemn, making many people's eyes gradually become amazed.

Siming wore a pure silver mask and a peacock feather robe. The light in the room was dim, but his delicate silver hair shone like salt ore. He wore ancient clothes inside, and even the pure black train was embroidered with intricate and delicate patterns.

Such exquisite design and production are quite rare in Xiangshan. Several exchange students who had lived in Yuntian City consciously classified him as a top noble.

After scanning the crowd, Siming opened the door completely, hung a small wooden sign that looked rather childish and simple, and then returned inside.

"Pawn life as death." Someone whispered the words on the sign.

"This is a pawnshop. No...how did it come about?" Even as nobles, many of them still lacked imagination and could only guess based on their own understanding. "Could it be the new technology from the Security Association?" "

There aren't even a few Yinfas even in the association's headquarters. Those nobles are in the association themselves but they still think highly of themselves."

"Be careful with your words."

"You'll know once you go in!" While everyone was discussing cautiously, a rather bold young lady stepped into the pawnshop and was instantly captured by the interior decoration. What an exquisite and elegant design... Look at the thin-mouthed blue and white vase at the door, she wants one.

Her friends also entered in a group, moving around and looking around. There were many items on the display, ranging from small to large, ranging from raw jewelry to shining herbs.

The room was lit up by prism lights that emitted colorful light, and the light fell on the ground in a colorful way. Several young ladies who had never been out of the market were enjoying the sight.

Following their actions, others also gradually stepped in, but the pawnshop was not very big and soon became crowded.

After letting everyone appreciate it, Zhou, who was sitting behind the tall counter, gently shook the bell, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

"Get out if you don't want to make a deal." Siming's tone was very direct. When had these young ladies been treated like this? Some of them were about to get angry, but looking at the silver hair, they dared not say anything. They mixed in the crowd and were reluctant to leave.

After the initial curiosity passed, as time passed, the crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only an old man who was still reluctant to stare at an item in the counter with his eyes.

It was a plant called ginseng, which had long been extinct in modern times. Zhou Ye found it in a tattered popular science book, and in order to reflect the content of the pawnshop, he asked the plastic flower to help make it. It also had functions, but Zhou Ye needed to pay the surprise value at that time.

In fact, Zhou didn't know what kind of effect it had. He just felt that it was probably a herbal medicine that could cure diseases. The popular science book said that it could prolong life. He didn't know the specific size, so Zhou tried to make it bigger.

Ginseng should be as big as a human.

After staring for a long time, the old man finally turned his eyes to Siming. At this time, Siming was playing with the rope behind the counter. The old man recognized at a glance that it was used for the waiter to call the shopkeeper.

He bowed and tried to get closer. This was an ancient etiquette passed down from Yuntian, but Siming in front of him didn't even move, and was still playing with the rope. Awkwardly, the old man stood up straight again.

He knew that the person in front of him didn't take him seriously.

Returning gifts is a way of equal communication, and he was asking for help at this moment, so naturally he shouldn't ask for it.

"Sir, how do I trade this ginseng?" He placed his hand on the solid wood pad of the counter. The moment he touched it, he felt the smooth surface that had been rubbed by countless people, and he became more cautious.

"This is unique to our pawnshop, so we only accept barter. We can exchange it for something of equal value." The man in front of him seemed to see the hope of reaching a deal. He sat up a little straighter, reached under the counter, and took out a new paper account book.

But the old man's eyelids twitched.

If he had something of equal value, would he have hesitated for so long and dared not speak? But thinking of the little granddaughter who was paralyzed because of the pollution caused by fighting with the alien beast for too long, he hesitated and was reluctant to leave.

"The value of this ginseng varies from place to place. If you are short of money, you can use other items as collateral first, or valuable information will also do."

Zhou Ye saw the old man's attitude, and thought about the effect of the herbs. He knew that he was probably using them to treat illnesses, and he was speaking out of a little compassion.

But through Siming's mouth, it became like a condescending charity.

The old man raised his head when he heard this, and his eyes lit up again: "I have an ancient colored porcelain at home. According to the valuation, it should have nearly one million certification points. I don't know if it can meet the demand."

Siming nodded his chin. What he lacked most at the moment was certification points. The security deposit for the house had to be paid or it would be taken away by the association. There

was only a little left from buying miscellaneous items before, and the shock value was increasing, but Zhou Ye did not intend to use it easily. So, he relied on the projection to support his frame, but in fact he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and still did not have the ability to do whatever he wanted.

However, although this porcelain is valuable, it is not easy to sell. If it is put in the house for sale, the image he has just established will collapse.

"Boring things, don't you have anything else?" Following his thoughts, Simingyou put on his nonchalant attitude again.

"That's right... You have them all here," the old man looked around the house again with a guilty look, "Then I really don't have any valuable items on hand... My house is in a mess, and I only have some gold and silver items. Perhaps you are interested in ancient books?"

"Tell me about it."

"My ancestors left behind many books with lost characters, all of which are gathering dust at home." The old man felt guilty about his family's inheritance when he said this, "If you can use them, I only ask for some ginseng whiskers and horns."

"Even if it's just whiskers and horns, it's enough to reduce the pollution value of my paralyzed granddaughter. Don't worry, I will never spread the news."

"Okay, write it here. One ancient book pawned for one medicinal material No. 50. If you want to redeem it, remember to do it within 30 days." Siming only paid attention to the pollution that he said caused paralysis. Although he did not feel the pollution around the original body, it might also be a hidden reason.

Bring some back for the original body to try. Thinking of this, he classified the person in front of him as someone worth knowing.

"Okay." The old man picked up a pen from the counter and quickly wrote down the name and address.

As he wrote thoroughly, the ginseng in the display stand disappeared without any movement. A branch as wide as a child's arm disappeared. The old man instantly widened his eyes and looked at Siming in disbelief.

This is far more than he expected, and the ginseng has long been extinct. What is the origin of this pawnshop? Such a precious medicine can be cut as you wish...

Siming made a gesture to take it, and the ginseng beard block appeared in his hand. He wrapped the cut block with paper according to the description in the popular science book, covered it with a prismatic red seal, and then put the thing next to the counter.

The old man picked up the paper bag, his hands were shaking: "You give it to me now?"

"Well, send the book you mentioned within two days." After saying this, Siming sat back on the mahogany chair behind the counter, looking lazy and unwilling to pay attention to him.

The other guests couldn't help but grumble when they saw this scene. They didn't know the old man or the plant. Even if they suspected that it was a trick, they didn't dare to look at Siming. They all looked at the old man with questioning eyes.

The old man, who was being watched by everyone, put the paper package into his arms as if he had found a treasure. He bowed to Siming again with gratitude and left quickly.

"He must be the descendant of a hidden family in Yuntian City... What a prodigal son. No, he really doesn't care." The old man muttered to himself. "

In short, this medicinal material cannot be fake. The quality and appearance are all excellent. No one here knows my identity, otherwise I would have brought the medicinal materials to your door long ago."

"Oh my God... It must be useful this time." He walked quickly, and when he passed a corner where no one was, he directly used the portable teleportation array with the word Yuntian on it and disappeared.

After making sure he had left, Siming in the pawn shop returned to his original body through the pure white space. The two looked at each other and their memories overlapped. Zhou Ye instantly learned the characteristics and actions of the old man.

"Pollution?" He frowned. "I have no signs of being polluted."

Zhou Ye carefully recalled the process from leaving the academy to returning home. He had never left the city and had never seen a monster, let alone being polluted, but his legs were indeed different from those of ordinary people. Was it a mutation?

He directly used the shock value to transform into a small piece of ginseng and put it in his mouth, but except for a slightly raw taste, he didn't feel anything. So he stopped thinking about this direction and paid attention to the old man.

"He has a portable teleportation array, so he must be one of the top leaders of the two major associations. Maybe we can get some precedents about the disappearance of talents and loss of sensation in legs from him." Siming helped him move his legs that had been hanging for a long time, and sure enough, there were already pressure marks underneath.

"Thank you," Zhou Ye smiled, "I can't be completely confident in him. He treated us with courtesy today because he thinks we have a backup that can protect ourselves."

"But you're right, we should pay a little attention to him. I'll include him in the plan. Even if he comes with bad intentions, I'm best at turning enemies into friends, right?"

Siming nodded. He was another Zhou Ye, so he naturally didn't doubt himself.

He just reached out and helped the original body move its waist so that it could lean on the sofa at the most comfortable angle.

"Just make the decision, I'll go with you."