In the middle of the night, Jia Youcai covered his mouth and nose with a piece of black cloth and searched around in the black market, intending to prepare some gifts to visit relatives.
First of all, if you don't bring some gifts when you visit someone's house, you will be called ignorant.
For Mr. Jia, who came from a scholarly family, even though the books were sold, they were still from a scholarly family.
We, the people of the old age, must pay attention to the word "etiquette".
People walk and stop, dress in all kinds of ways, use it. Put a piece of cloth on the ground, put some objects on it, squat there, and it's a business.
Most of them are antiques and old toys. Jia Youcai doesn't understand these things and estimates that they are all fakes. If there are real ones, they are not worth much.
But even though I don't understand it, I still have to collect some in the future. I have to frame them to show off my works, otherwise my family of scholars will be in vain.
Grandpa Jia couldn't tell the real from the fake, but there were always people who could tell the real from the fake, and ordinary stuff was not worthy of Grandpa Jia.
For example, the British Museum, the Louvre Museum, and the Metropolitan Museum of Art in the United States all have treasures that have been authenticated by modern experts.
They have been kept there, waiting for their greatest master to take them home.
Grain trading was rare, and what was available was only old grain and coarse grain.
There were quite a few ammunition and weapons, including some homemade guns, bullets, and grenades, but I didn't see the big, thick barreled thing that Grandpa Jia was so excited about.
Jia Youcai was muttering to himself when suddenly a figure walked over and bumped into him on the shoulder.
Jia Youcai was furious. Who the hell was walking without paying attention and bumping into your grandfather? He looked up and saw.
I saw a strong man, a head taller than Jia Youcai, wearing a tattered military uniform, with his hands folded in front of his chest, looking at Jia Youcai and himself.
The sturdy man didn't hesitate, loosened his arms, opened the clothes wrapped around the object, revealing a section of black pipe, and asked in a muffled voice: "Brother, do you want it?"
Jia Youcai was confused. What was going on? There really was someone who was not afraid of death but was willing to sell this thing.
Jia Youcai helped the man put on his clothes and pulled him to a deserted corner.
Jia Youcai asked him, "Man, you are not afraid of death. You dare to sell this thing? Come here to escape."
The sturdy man was stunned, and immediately looked at Jia Youcai with a fierce look, as if he was going to eat him if they disagreed with him.
Jia Youcai curled his lips and said, "Don't get excited. I don't care where you got it from. As long as it's genuine, I want it. How do I use it?"
When the burly man heard he was going to buy something from him, he calmed down a bit and said, "I have a Type 31 60mm mortar. I still have three shells. I'm carrying them all. If you want them all, how about three big yellow croakers?"
Jia Youcai didn't have any intuitive understanding of the value of this thing, but he didn't care much about the amount of money.
"The money is not the problem, but how do I use this thing?"
The strong man said, "It's very simple. Just aim at the target and put the shell in."
Jia Youcai asked in a low voice: "Are you an artilleryman?"
Seeing him nod, Jia Youcai continued, "Do you dare to shoot me in the city? I have an enemy in the city, and he is heavily guarded. If you dare to shoot him, I will buy the things and give you ten large yellow croakers.
What do you think? Do you dare? With this money, you can go to the ends of the earth, buy some land, marry a few wives and live a simple life.
Stay away and run away after the fight. No one will know it's you. What do you think? Do you dare to take this job? "
After hearing this, the strong man's pupils dilated and he was stunned.
He came to his senses and turned to leave. This man must be a madman. He fired cannons in the city. He didn't care about his life. He wanted to live, otherwise why would he be a deserter?
Seeing that the burly man wanted to leave, Jia Youcai pulled out a gun from his pocket, pointed it directly at the burly man's chest, and sneered: "If you dare to run, I will kill you now. If you listen to me obediently, you still have a chance to survive. If you go against me, today will be your death day.
Tell me, what’s your name, where are you from, and where did you escape from?”
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