The Last Mecha

Chapter 13
Outside the concession, in Jiangsong’s old town, old earthen walls are connected in stretches, filled with advertisements for cheap accommodation, certificate sales, and high money begging for a child. The uneven ground has long lacked maintenance. A carriage passed by, and the loess all over the sky suddenly cheered, covering the sky.

Most of the houses here are old-fashioned, with tiled roofs, brick walls, and clusters of low buildings, making the sky seem shorter than elsewhere.

Wu Gou stood by the vegetable stall on the street, the voice of the aunt wearing a black cloth jacket pierced through the crowd, occasionally mules and horses dragging agricultural products appeared in sight, and the management of the old city was relatively loose.

His gaze pointed to an unattractive small shop in the corner, on which were carved four small characters on a moldy wooden plaque: Hoe Wo Pawn.

As soon as Wu Gou pushed the door open, the room was filled with dazzling objects. Wenwen, machinery, tools, sports equipment, and metal scraps were piled up irregularly in the cabinets surrounding the three walls, the upper three floors and the lower three floors.If someone with discernment comes here to take a closer look, it is not difficult to find that many of the items are of great value, and they are not like what a small pawnshop of [-] square meters can afford.

The cotton rope tied with a copper bell was gently pulled by Wu Gou, and then there was a loud noise. The curtain of the back room was lifted, and a 60-year-old old man poked his head out. The gray eyeballs in the frame showed that he was half blind.

This person is nicknamed Dulong Diao, and he looks like a gentle old man on the outside, but in fact he is not simple. He was born in Yizhou, and went to Hangzhou with his parents in his early years. One of the biggest gangs in the area.

Jiangsong's three major gangs, the Shang Gang, the Xia Gang, and the Chun Gang, the former were formed by alliances of merchants, while the middle ones were mostly people who used punches and guns.

Of course, this is only the initial appearance. After decades of development, the three major gangs have now reached the same goal by different routes, with several tycoons sitting behind each, with tough wrists and black and white.Although Xiahuang's suppression methods have become more and more tough in recent years, and the development of the gang has not been as good as before, but in Jiang Song, the government, foreigners, and merchants all have to give some face.

And Dulong Diao is a member of the Spring Gang. It is said that that eye was also blinded when he was a big shot in the early years. He used this eyeball in exchange for identity and status. Now he has faded out and opened a pawnshop and loan sharks. Don't dare to trouble this store.

As long as it is a good thing and does not touch the bottom line of losing his head, he dares to accept it if he dares to take it. Of course, the premise is that he can accept the consistently low price.

"Son, the time to collect scrap metal is between three and five in the afternoon. VIPs always like to come with the sun in the morning, or put on the stars and moon at night. I have to prepare tea and refresh myself. I don't have time to talk to those trash Dealing with copper and iron."

Dulong Diao smiled kindly and spoke like a kind elder. When he saw a 15-year-old boy from Wu Gou coming, he thought he was helping his family sell scraps.

"I'm not here to sell scrap iron."

Wu Gou said timidly, then took out the piece of qi metal the size of a fingernail from his pocket, and carefully placed it in front of the table where Dulong Diao was leaning.

"hiss--"

Dulong Diao is a person who knows the goods. He took a breath, held the black and blue shiny metal in his palm, and then turned around and took out a machine with electrodes from the back room, and embedded two rubber clips in the metal. Both ends, and then press the button, the blue brilliance wanders around the room, and the metal seems to be moving vaguely.

The value displayed on the screen made Dulong Diao frowned. He turned off the machine and looked at Wu Gou with a half-smile, "Very good stuff, the purity is close to industrial grade, but it's too small. Kid, who gave it to you?" of?"

"I made it myself."

Wu Gou had an uneasy expression on his face, and he seemed to be trying hard to tell the truth.

"Oh?" Dulong Diao glanced at him, "If you are so capable, what will happen if I introduce you to join the gang? As long as you have the technology and equipment to purify this metal, I guarantee that your monthly income will be higher than that of your family. Daddy is fifty times taller and turns around, you don’t need to live in dilapidated and crowded alleys, you can buy a bungalow of your own and hire a maid from Southeast Asia, don’t you think so?”

"My"

Wu Gou controlled his eyeballs to move left and right exaggeratedly, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Come on, who do you think you are? Let me tell you, the machines for making this stuff have to be bought from foreigners. The cheapest eighteen-hand goods cost hundreds of dollars. Just buying the machines is not enough, you have to own them. The level of a second-level mechanic of the British standard and the chemical knowledge that can only be learned in a university, and you can also find a source who is willing to risk your head to get you the goods." The corners of Du Long Diao's eyes drooped, and his expression suddenly A little more vicious, "Don't waste my time, brat, tell me who gave it to you, or I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish."

Wu Gou, a simple and honest young man who had never seen the market, was obviously frightened, trembling, and then told the truth, "It was given to me by a man, and he said to help him get it here and sell it, and give me two cents." He also said try not to say that he gave it to him, and if it doesn’t work, tell the other party, 'Shoulder to shoulder, eat the drifter and join the new springboard, and the wind is tight.'”

Dulong Diao's eyeballs moved, and he immediately understood the sentence the other party asked Wu Gou to bring to him. He's a new water thief, and he's avoiding the limelight recently."

The other party's meaning was very clear, his identity was not suitable for pawning directly, and Wu Gou, a child, was added as an intermediate springboard. Afterwards, if he was arrested, or the government found out about this, Dulong Diao would have ten thousand ways to explain his relationship.

In fact, he opened this pawn shop, and a large part of the money he earned came from such people.

"Did that person tell you how much to sell?" Dulong Diao asked Wu Gou.

"He said it would be better to have three hundred and two."

"Go back and tell him, one hundred and sixty, half a penny can't be more, I always give the price based on the risk."

Wu Gou obediently walked out of the shop to the Tangshui shop on the west side, bought a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ate it, then walked back slowly, "He said yes."

Dulong Diao handed over a handful of banknotes, then held the qi metal in his palm, licked his teeth and said, "In the future, don't ask you to do this kind of thing, just do it, look more often, and be more open-minded."

The 15-year-old boy looked at the banknotes with eyes straightened. After nodding in response, he hurried away without looking back.

Dulong Diao looked at his back, but he was happy. He sold this high-quality qi metal for more than ten times the profit. He thought that the brat would never be able to imagine such a business in the world.

On the street outside the store, Wu Gou clutched the banknotes in his pocket, and the rich expression on his face instantly turned cold.

He naturally knew that in Jiang Song at the end of the seventeenth century, that piece of Qi metal could sell for at least a thousand if he found the right buyer.But he had no connections, and he didn't want to bear the risk of being pursued by the government or blackmailed. Dulong Diao accepted these, and he deserved the terrifying profits.

In fact, 160 yuan was a little more than Wu Gou imagined. The ideal price in his mind was 100 yuan.

(End of this chapter)