Gotta find something to do!
"Can I bring anything with me?"
【certainly】
"So is this sword real? I mean, is it a real antique?"
This sword is called the Jade-Handled Iron Sword. The hilt is made of high-quality Hetian jade, and the blade was forged by dozens of swordsmiths.
"So awesome!"
etc.
"Could this thing be a cultural relic?"
Zhuang Zhou felt a little weak.
He doesn't want to go in and operate the sewing machine!
[Host, rest assured. The real jade-handled iron sword was unearthed in 1990 and is now kept in a museum.]
[When this sword is released, it will only be regarded as a highly accurate replica]
"So is this sword genuine?"
[Host, if you continue to ask, do you want to use the sewing machine? ]
“…”
Zhuang Zhou had no choice but to shut up quickly.
[Does the host want to sign a lifelong contract? Otherwise, the system will continue to look for the next host.]
"I've made up my mind. I want to sign a long-term contract."
[Host's wishes have been received, long-term contract binding in progress...]
[Congratulations to the host, the long-term contract has been successfully bound]
【The current portable space volume is 1 cubic meter】
"What the hell!"
Zhuang Zhou frowned suddenly.
"One cubic meter, isn't that one meter long, one meter wide, and one meter high?"
[Host, don't worry. The space volume will expand as you accumulate adventure points, up to a maximum of 1,000 cubic meters.]
Zhuang Zhou calculated in his mind that 1,000 cubic meters means the length, width and height are 10 meters each.
Well, not bad.
If we go back to ancient times, a large truck could also get through.
“Ha~~~”
He yawned deeply.
I looked at the time and it was already past midnight.
But Zhuang Zhou had no intention of sleeping at all.
Now that his father is ill, he checked online.
If the result is benign, even if surgery is performed, at least four or five hundred thousand yuan will have to be prepared.
Zhuang Zhou's hometown is in the countryside. His father is a truck driver who has been engaged in transportation all year round.
All the money he earned was used to support his studies.
My parents have grown older these years and can no longer endure long distance travel.
There is not much savings at home.
Now I guess only this sword is worth some money.
I have to find a way to sell the sword for money first!
But speaking of it, Zhuang Zhou really knew nothing about antiques.
I don't know how much this thing is worth.
Taking out his mobile phone, Zhuang Zhou searched online for the cultural relics market in Qingdu City.
To be honest, he didn't have any connections, so he just wanted to go to the antique market to see if there were any buyers who needed it.
"Qingshuihe Cultural Relics Market."
Soon Zhuang Zhou found a place with good online reviews and reputation.
Then I checked the route and found out it takes about half an hour to get there by bus from the community.
The drive wasn’t that far.
If I can sell the things in the morning, I will have plenty of time to get to the high-speed rail station in the afternoon.
For Zhuang Zhou now, he doesn’t have too many ideas.
My dad is sick and needs money, and I also have to pay rent for the house I rent.
Now that we have the time and space gate, life will definitely get better and better.
From now on, I just want to make money!!!
"Gu~~~"
Sudden.
Zhuang Zhou felt very hungry, as if he had never been so hungry before.
I just made three packets of instant noodles and ate them all, including the soup.
He ate the remaining half of the bread.
Only then did I feel that I was barely 70% full.
At this moment, Zhuang Zhou felt as if a powerful force was surging in his body.
He clenched his hands tightly, and only the sound of his joints creaking could be heard.
Then he tried to throw a punch.
There was only a sound of breaking wind.
"What the hell! What's going on?!"
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