Picked up a dark secret martial world

Chapter 10

[The contents of some previous chapters have been adjusted and attribute panels have been added, but the plot probably has not changed]

After Han Ze left the inn, he went to the small lake and put on his wig and beard.

I took a photo of it against the lake, adjusted the angle, and then used the glue that came with it to stick it on the corners of my eyes and eyebrows to pull out wrinkles.

This is a simple makeup technique taught to him by the wig seller.

His whole appearance and temperament immediately changed, from a vigorous young scholar in his twenties to a greasy-faced businessman in his forties.

However, if you are an acquaintance, you can still tell them apart at a glance.

However, this is enough.

After asking around all the way, we came to a watch store that sold pocket watches, not far from the previous jewelry store.

The thin-faced guy who had previously chased Han Ze away with a broom was naturally unlikely to recognize him.

Seeing the brightly-dressed Han Ze coming over, he approached him with a flattering look and said, "Sir, our jewelry store has new products from Beiyi that you can give to your wife."

"Get lost." Han Ze cursed with disgust.

Not only was the lanky-faced guy not angry, but he was even more groveling and said with a flattering smile: "Hey, sir, please go slowly."

Rich people all have this attitude and the taste is very pure.

Han Ze went straight to the watch shop.

The shop was deserted, with no customers at all. Only the round-headed waiter stood waiting at the door.

In an era of industrial backwardness, ordinary people could not afford luxuries like watches and clocks, so it was normal for no one to have them.

It means that it will not open in March, but it will only open in March.

Seeing Han Ze come in, the clerk who was napping against the door immediately bent over mechanically, put on a professional fake smile and said: "Hello, boss, welcome to Yongchang Watch Shop."

The boss, who was lying on the Taishi chair in the back of the store and dozing, immediately sat up when he heard the sound.

The shy boss has a short and thick figure and a pleasant smile. He looks like a Maitreya Buddha.

"My surname is Ge, and my name is Ge Yongchang. I wonder what your distinguished guest would call me?"

"My name is Jia."

"Hello, Boss Jia, I don't know what kind of clock you want to buy. We have it here..."

Han Ze said nothing and wandered around the store.

The store is not big, and there are more than a dozen kinds of "antique" clocks placed in the cabinets against the wall, including wall clocks, table clocks, self-ringing clocks, etc.

The gears can be clearly seen through the wooden and metal casing, and they are constantly rotating.

Han Ze turned around without interest and asked: "Boss Ge, do you have a pocket watch here?"

"Of course!" Ge Yongchang was also observing Han Ze and judging from the expression on his face that he had purchasing power. When he heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Boss Jia, wait a moment."

Then he entered the back room and quickly carefully took out a black wood grain box.

Open it carefully on the counter.

Inside is a piece of red velvet, with a round pocket watch quietly placed on it. It has a silver-white dial with two black hands and Arabic numerals.

There is a bright silver ring outside the dial, and the top is the turntable and buckle used for winding.

It's unremarkable, even ugly.

Ge Yongchang carefully took out his pocket watch at an extremely slow speed.

Han Ze secretly laughed when he saw it. Although this pocket watch was indeed very valuable in this era and needed to be handled with care, the boss's overly cautious look was clearly to increase his worth.

Just like those luxury stores that engage in hunger marketing, they are obviously industrialized fast-moving consumer products, but through a series of brainwashing, they create a feeling that they are hard to find and missing out will be a lifelong regret.

He was just about to find an opportunity to pretend, but his boss pretended to be with him first. Of course, he was accompanying him.

He shouted with dissatisfaction: "Stop, stop, stop."

"Ah? What's wrong, Boss Jia?" Upon hearing this, the boss immediately put the pocket watch into the box and asked in confusion.

Han Ze said unceremoniously: "Unfortunately, Boss Ge is still selling watches. He doesn't even understand the basic rules of taking watches."

Ge Yongchang was stunned for a moment by what Han Ze said, "What, what's the rule?" Han Ze took out a pair of white gloves from the lining pocket, and looked at Ge Yongchang and the round-faced boy in confusion. With an expression on his face, he shook his arms and slowly put on his gloves.

"The sweat on your hands will destroy the surface paint of the pocket watch. In severe cases, it may even cause damage to the internal mechanical components. This will not only damage its appearance, but also greatly reduce its lifespan."

"You don't even understand this, but you are still a watch seller."

Ge Yongchang was speechless and looked embarrassed, "Uh... Boss Jia is right. My father used to run this store. I really don't know much about it."

In fact, he has been buying and selling watches with his father since he was ten years old. It has been 30 years now. He can tell the quality of a watch with his hands with his eyes closed.

But Han Ze's words made him feel like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, and he instantly became shorter.

Han Ze did not continue to use words to humiliate him, but planned to use practical actions.

He casually picked up the pocket watch in the box, but Ge Yongchang was still doubting himself and was too embarrassed to stop him.

While Han Ze picked up the pocket watch with one hand, he took out a delicate magnifying glass from his pocket with the other hand and looked at the pocket watch carefully.

How can such a handmade pocket watch from the early industrial era stand up to a closer look with a magnifying glass?

Clear traces of processing and even pores can be seen on the silver ring, glass cover, and sterling silver dial inside.

Han Ze's face showed a trace of disdain at the right time, and he only looked at it twice before putting it down.

When Ge Yongchang saw the large magnifying glass in Han Ze's hand, he determined that the other person was a "watch master."

He also has a magnifying glass, but it is not as refined and pales in comparison.

Seeing the disdain on Han Ze's face at this time, he felt really ashamed and asked embarrassedly: "Um...what's wrong, Boss Jia, are you not satisfied with this pocket watch?"

Han Ze shook his head and said: "Ordinary, too ordinary. Are there any better watches?"

Ge Yongchang said quickly: "Of course, Boss Jia, please wait a moment."

He went into the house and brought out a larger box, and this time the box was wrapped in a layer of golden velvet, making it look extremely precious.

Ge Yongchang opened the sandalwood box and placed a more exquisite relief chain watch inside.

This is his treasure, just to save face.

"This watch is imported from Nanyang, called Poppy. It is 6.5 cm long, has a dial diameter of 4.5 cm, and weighs 100 grams. The outer case is made of 18K gold, and the dial hands are made of shells and amber. It is completed, with exquisite landscape patterns carved inside and outside, making it very precious.”

"Cang Yuan, the seventh princess of Dacang Kingdom, is wearing a poppy on her hand, so she is deeply loved by dignitaries."

In Ge Yongchang's worried look, Han Ze casually picked up the watch and looked at it, then put it back in the box, "The style is outdated."

"Ah? Poppy poppies are out of date?" Ge Yongchang looked in disbelief when he heard this, "How could it be possible? The most popular watch in Wulin Mansion now is poppy poppies, and it's hard to find one. Mine is also a sample. If you want it in stock, you need to reserve it six months in advance.”

Han Ze said: "You also said it is a capital city. The top celebrities and rich people in the capital and the Southeast Asian countries have long been no strangers to poppies."

Ge Yongchang gradually came back to his senses and said very humbly: "Excuse me, Boss Jia, what styles are popular now? Can you open your eyes?"

He said this partly because he was sincerely asking for advice, and partly because he wanted to see Han Ze's strength.

After talking for a long time, if nothing comes out, then he will doubt the other party's intentions.

Han Ze smiled slightly.

Then he took out a fine enamel pendant watch from the lining pocket.

Although in his opinion, the style and workmanship were unsatisfactory, to Ge Yongchang in this world, it was a complete dimensionality reduction blow, and he was dumbfounded.

Is there such a beautiful watch in this world?
No matter in terms of texture, shape, workmanship, etc., they are all the "poppies" in the box.

This is also true. Apart from the praiseworthy material and hand-made workmanship of an antique watch like the poppy poppy, how can it be compared with a modern pocket watch made with exquisite craftsmanship?
Han Ze took off his gloves and handed them to him.

Ge Yongchang put on his gloves and carefully picked up the enamel chain pocket watch in front of him that looked like an "extraterrestrial object."

Once he got started, he felt that the difference was even more obvious. The feel was completely different from that of the same era.

He didn't even need a magnifying glass to take a closer look. He could feel the huge difference in quality between the two just by touching the dial and the belly cover with his hands. It could even be said that there was a huge difference.

People are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away.

This is what Ge Yongchang is thinking now.

Ge Yongchang held the "unpretentious" enamel hanging watch and looked at the "fancy" relief poppies in the box. He felt like crying.

(End of this chapter)