Daojun

Chapter 21 Ready to Make Money
The next day.

Qin Zhou got up early habitually.

Picking up the mobile phone to look, it was not until 06:30. There was already light coming from the window, but the street was still silent.

Qin Zhou couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

I have been in the zombie plane for a long time, and I have to get up early every day to practice. I have gradually gotten used to it, and I only fell asleep last night before I traveled back.

After getting up and going to the bathroom to wash up casually, Qin Zhou folded the quilt, took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

Qin Zhou ran the exercises and felt the aura in the air.

The aura is not exhausted like in ordinary novels. Although the aura of the earth is not as good as that of the zombie plane, it is still good.

"I don't know if there are any practitioners on Earth?" Qin Zhou said to himself.

But then he shook his head, discarded these messy thoughts, and began to practice exercises.

Even if there are practitioners, what does it have to do with me!
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According to the practice method, the magic power circulated for a big circle, Qin Zhou slowly opened his eyes, picked up the phone and looked at it, it was already nine o'clock.

Hearing the occasional roar of cars whizzing by on the street outside, Qin Zhou became thoughtful and began to plan what he was going to do today.

First of all, cut off the hair first, and then find a place to sell the things in your hand, fifty Republic of China silver dollars, and the dagger, it should be able to sell for a lot of money.

It's useless to keep these things, it's better to exchange them for money.

What's more, Qin Zhou just happened to be running out of money. He paid 25 yuan for the room last night, and there was only 95 yuan left in WeChat. Even if he refunded the [-] yuan deposit later, it would only be [-] yuan.

For 95 yuan, even if you only eat and do nothing, it only takes a few days.

What should I do when I run out?For mom?
Qin Zhou gave up such an idea without even thinking about it.

Now that he has such abilities, if he wants to pay his mother for living expenses, he might as well find a piece of tofu and kill him.

With a plan in mind, Qin Zhou got out of bed, tidied up, and went downstairs to check out.

The person sitting in front of the computer is no longer the young man from last night, but a middle-aged woman in her 40s.

Without much communication, Qin Zhou returned the charger, returned the deposit to seventy, and went out under the strange eyes of the middle-aged woman.

After leaving the hotel, Qin Zhou casually found a barbershop and spent 20 yuan to cut his shoulder-length hair into the short fluffy hair he had before crossing, looking much more energetic.

After finishing his hair, Qin Zhou was going to go back to the dormitory first, and deal with the things in his hands. At least he had to find a place to put the mahogany sword. He always had a one-meter-long mahogany sword on his body. It was so eye-catching .

Baggage doesn't matter, even if it looks a little rusty, no one will say anything. Moreover, in this era, if you carry such a weird bag, others may think it is a trend.

Ignoring the strange eyes of passers-by, Qin Zhou quickened his pace and walked towards the dormitory.

It didn't take long to arrive at the dormitory building.

It was still a small alley, and when I walked in, there was a small three-story one-story house, which was similar to those in Qin Zhou's hometown in the countryside, or even slightly worse, and the environment was a bit poor.

There is no way, the dormitory rented by the school is free, although it is not too bad, it is not much better.

The one-story house has three floors, the landlord lives on the first floor, and the second and third floors are rented to the school.

There are four rooms in total. There are sixteen boys from the school who came to practice in the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. It happens that four people share one room. Qin Zhou lives on the second floor.

The door was not closed, so Qin Zhou went straight in and went up to the second floor. The second room was Qin Zhou's dormitory.

Reach in through the window next to the door, touch down, and take out a key.

Because I work in the hospital, the departments are different, and the working hours are also different, some are day shifts, some are night shifts, so the time to come back is also different.

For the sake of convenience, after discussing it in the dormitory, I hung the key on a nail next to the window. If someone came back from the dormitory, they would go in directly. If they didn’t, they would open the door with the key.

It’s not that I’m reluctant to get a key. The few people in the main dormitory don’t bother to bring it with me. I usually install a mobile phone when I go out. Keys are difficult to install, and I’m afraid they will be lost, and they are too troublesome.

And even if the key is seen by others, there is nothing to steal when they come in. A few of them are poor students, and only one mobile phone is worth money. In the current information age, no one brings cash, and basically pays by mobile phone.

So the key is left by the window, and no one worries.

Open the door and go in, there is a smell of sweat.

No matter how clean the boys' dormitory is, it will still have some smell.

Qin Zhou's dormitory is not bad, the four people in the dormitory are relatively clean and clean up frequently, so the room is relatively tidy.

The room is not big, about ten square meters, with two bunk beds, a table, two stools, and nothing else. The suitcase and some daily necessities are placed under the bed.

After entering the door and sitting down, Qin Zhou put the mahogany sword and the bundle on the table, opened the bundle, took out the silver dollar and the dagger, stuffed the others into the suitcase, and put the mahogany sword under the bed sheet.

Finding a red bag for clothes from the suitcase, Qin Zhou put 50 silver dollars and a dagger in it, changed his clothes, took his ID card and bank card, and went out.

Walking to the street, I stopped a taxi casually: "Master, where can I sell antiques?"

The taxi driver was about 40 years old. Hearing this, he gave Qin Zhou a surprised look, and without asking any further questions, he replied, "The antique market is fine!"

Qin Zhou nodded, opened the car door and sat in the back row: "Let's go to the antique market!"

The taxi driver didn't talk much, and he didn't communicate much with Qin Zhou on the road. Qin Zhou was also happy and quiet, sitting with his eyes closed and resting his mind.

After walking for about ten minutes, this area became more and more lively, and it seemed much busier than the area of ​​the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

After a while, the driver parked the car on the side of the road, turned his head and shouted to Qin Zhou: "Here we are!"

Qin Zhou looked to the side, and saw a lacquered black gate about ten meters wide, which looked a bit old-fashioned, with a few large characters written: Yingyi City Antique Market!

Qin Zhou nodded and looked at the taxi driver: "How much?"

"Ten dollars!"

"Scan WeChat!"

Without too much fuss, Qin Zhou paid the money and got out of the car, and walked towards the antique market.

Entering the gate, Qin Zhou's eyes lit up.

The inside and the outside are completely two worlds.

A small street with a width of seven or eight meters, and occasionally there are one or two forks. On both sides of the small street are antique shops, and there are many stalls on the ground, with all kinds of strange things.

Qin Zhou had no interest in street stalls, so he walked straight in along the side street, observing the shops on both sides while walking.

Halfway through, Qin Zhou stopped and looked at a shop on the left.

Fahrenheit treasure!

The facade of this store looks much bigger than other stores, and the decoration is more luxurious.

"Just this one!"

Qin Zhou raised his foot and walked towards the ancient treasure of Fahrenheit.

I didn't have the opportunity to touch antiques before, and Qin Zhou didn't pay attention to them, so I don't have much experience, and I don't know much about prices, but it should be right to find a bigger store.

There were two welcoming women in red cheongsams standing at the gate of Huashi Ancient Treasure. Seeing Qin Zhou, one of them came up to greet Qin Zhou with a smile: "Hi, may I ask what you need to buy?"

Qin Zhou shook his head and smiled: "No, I want to sell some antiques, I don't know if you accept them here!"

"Accepted, sir, please follow me!"

Hearing this, the welcoming woman smiled even more happily, and beckoned to the side.

Qin Zhou nodded and followed the woman into the door.

The decoration in the lobby is also quite good, similar to those jewelry stores that Qin Zhou has seen before, and there are more people, except for sales, most of them are customers who are looking at some jewelry, it seems that the business is good.

Qin Zhou didn't look too much, and followed the woman straight up to the second floor.

The second floor also sells jewelry, but there are fewer people than the first floor. Qin Zhou casually looked at the price of jewelry in the counter, and the lowest price starts at [-] yuan. It seems that the second floor should be a high-end area.

Not long after, the welcoming woman led Qin Zhou to a small door and knocked on it.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly magnetic male voice came from inside: "Come in!"

"Sir, please come in!"

The welcoming woman opened the door, but didn't go in, she just stood at the door and waved to Qin Zhou Qin Zhou.

Qin Zhou nodded and walked in by himself.

After entering the door, it turned out to be an office, not big, but well-furnished - computers, desks, bookshelves, everything, and two unknown instruments beside it.

One is a high power microscope, Qin Zhou has seen it in the hospital, but the other one has no idea what it is.

At this time, a middle-aged man was sitting in front of the computer, looking up at him.

The middle-aged man was about 40 years old, dressed in a black suit, with short, thin hair, and one pair of eyes. He looked quite imposing, but Qin Zhou felt a little uncomfortable with the slightly deep eyes in his eyes.

"Hello! May I ask what you want to sell?"

Perhaps because Qin Zhou was dressed in ordinary clothes, the middle-aged man didn't get up, but waved to the chair beside him, motioning Qin Zhou to sit down.

Seeing this, Qin Zhou felt a little uncomfortable, so he didn't sit down right away, he opened the bag directly, took out two silver dollars and the dagger, put them on the desk, waved his hand towards the table, and saw that the middle-aged man didn't speak. .

The middle-aged man looked down at the silver coins and daggers on the table, his brows slightly frowned.

Ignoring the silver dollar, the middle-aged man first picked up the dagger and took a look at it.

It opened with a bang, and the dagger shone with a cold light. It was extremely sharp, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not ordinary.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up immediately, and he observed carefully.

After four or five minutes, the middle-aged man got up and said to Qin Zhou, "Please sit down and wait for a while!"

After speaking, without waiting for Qin Zhou's answer, he walked aside and looked carefully with that microscope.

Qin Zhou walked to the side with a blank expression and sat on a chair, feeling a little upset, already regretting coming into this store, what kind of service attitude is this?

But it’s all here, let’s take a look first, if the price is too low, just don’t sell it yourself.

After about half an hour, the middle-aged man turned around and walked over. He looked at Qin Zhou first, and then his face was a little serious: "I don't know where you got this dagger from, sir?"

Qin Zhou frowned slightly: "It's passed down from the family."

The middle-aged man nodded and continued: "I'm not sure about the age of this dagger, please wait for me a moment, sir!"

Qin Zhou frowned and asked, "How long will it take?
"About 10 minutes!" The middle-aged man thought for a while and replied.

Qin Zhou nodded and agreed: "Yes!"

The middle-aged man went out after hearing the words, and didn't care about the silver dollars on the table. Qin Zhou put them back in his bag and sat on a chair to wait.

After another half an hour, Qin Zhou gradually became impatient.

"Why so slow?"

Qin Zhou slowly frowned.

It takes so long for a dagger from the Qing Dynasty to be appraised?

Qin Zhou felt something was wrong.

At this moment, the door of the office suddenly opened, and then several men in police uniforms rushed in!
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ps: High energy ahead, players with less than full anti-drug coefficient retreat quickly...

Jokes and jokes... It's fun and fun, but I personally think that it's not really a poisonous point, but it's hard to say, if you don't like it, just skip it, it won't affect the reading experience.

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