Zhang Wei and He Kun entered a pawn shop.
The shop was quite large, just like on the street.
Not many people entered, but everyone looked rich or expensive, so they must have earned a lot.
Seeing Zhang Wei and two others coming in, the waiter said hello first and then guided them to the counter.
"I wonder what items you two want to replace?"
the accountant behind the counter asked, smiling and looking very sophisticated and kind.
"We want to treat it as something special.
I wonder if you dare to accept it," Zhang Wei said.
"I don't know if you two want something special."
The accountant said a meaningless sentence, and his eyes became very special at this time.
Zhang Wei and He Kun didn't reply immediately, they just stood looking at the accountant.
The two sides just stared at each other for nearly a minute.
The accountant suddenly raised his hand and bowed to the two of them.
"I didn't know he was an honored guest.
He came from afar.
I'm being neglectful."
"Here, please come to the back room and serve tea.
I want to talk in detail with your distinguished guest."
Zhang Wei guessed that the accountant also understood what he meant.
He was doing "black business."
Naturally, he was a distinguished guest.
Of course, he had to go to the back room.
After walking dozens of steps, Zhang Wei and He Kun sat down in the back room, with fine carved sandalwood, grilled windows, and a bright yellow table.
"You're welcome."
The waiter served two bowls of tea.
Zhang Wei took a look and, among other things, the smell and the workmanship of the bowls were completely different from what he had just seen.
After Zhang Wei and the two sat down, the accountant from earlier also walked in.
He watched them take a sip of tea, and then said a few more polite words.
This is all before the main show.
"Haha, I'm afraid you two are not locals."
"My brother has a good ear.
I'm from the north, and the brothers next to me are from Jiangsu."
Zhang Wei replied, and the answer at this time also made it clear that Zhang Wei himself was the official guest today, and He Kun was just a companion.
The accountant frowned and said very worriedly: "There is a war over there.
The Japanese have just arrived there."
"It's not chaotic these days."
He Kun answered.
"Haha, that's right, that's right."
Without words, the room fell into a special atmosphere.
In the end, it was the accountant who spoke first.
"Tell me what you want to get."
Zhang Wei doesn’t intend to hide it: “murderous object” The accountant was shocked at first, and then quickly calmed down: "This" made a gun gesture at the same time.
He Kun and Zhang Wei nodded at the same time.
"I don't know whether it is the long-handled type or the short-handled type."
The long-handled type mentioned by the accountant is naturally a long gun, and the short-handled type, as the name suggests, is a pistol.
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Although it was slang, Zhang Wei could still understand it clearly.
Zhang Wei shook his head and leaned close to the accountant's ear with a smile.
"Machine gun, Japanese" The account manager's expression was startled, but then turned into a deep smile.
"Quickly, okay, okay" Zhang Wei himself has a good reputation.
Weapons are not considered rare items these days, but he has three selling points.
One is a machine gun, another is made in Japan, and the third is a grenade.
"I wonder how many goods your distinguished guest has?"
He Kun stretched out his hand: "Three light machine guns with crooked handles, ten Japanese 38-inch rifles that are 90% new, equipped with 200 rounds of 65-mm bullets, and ten Japanese-made hand grenades."
After the accountant heard this, he wasn't too touched.
He just felt that the two people in front of him had a lot of background, and they even had machine guns.
Zhang Wei said: "What do you think of our goods?"
The accountant came closer and asked in a low voice: "Is there really a rifle?"
"Of course, I can still lie to you."
He Kun laughed and scolded from the side.
"The rifle is 90% new" "Of course, the maintenance is good."
Zhang Wei also wanted to thank the Japanese soldiers at this time.
They usually maintained and oiled the weapons so diligently, but now it was easier for Zhang Wei.
"I see" "How about it, do you want it?
Let's make a price," He Kun said.
The accountant chuckled: "Haha, yes, of course I want it, of course I'll take it all as ordered."
"Then make a price."
The accountant frowned: "This machine gun is in short supply.
I can sell it to you for a hundred guangyang no matter what.
The rifle is 90% new, but I'm afraid it can only be sold for 20.
According to your number, the bullets are probably It’s worth more than 20 yuan, I don’t know about the grenades.
There aren’t many on the market, so I’ll take it as a loss and bid 30 yuan.
What do you think?”
Zhang Wei thought in his mind that it was appropriate.
He was about to agree, but this time it was He Kun who said first: "Brother, this rifle is probably too cheap.
It is made in Japan after all."
The accountant squinted his eyes and took a sip of tea: "Actually, there are also ways to sell it more expensively."
Zhang Wei was a little confused as to what this person was doing now and then that.
"If you collect ten rifles and say they are brand new, I will offer you forty yuan, which is the same price as the new guns brought by foreigners."
Zhang Wei nodded: "Okay."
Anyway, that's not the case.
It's really not possible to give him an old Zhongzheng from the army.
"It's just that you can see that I've been thinking about it for a long time.
I don't think I'm bothering you.
Can you get some blood?"
At this point, no matter how stupid Zhang Wei is in this regard, he understands that this person is asking for a kickback, and Zhang Wei doesn't get nothing, so he just agrees to it.
"Tell me how much you want."
The accountant's eyes lit up: "Hey, I'll give you the bullets, twenty-five yuan, the grenades, I'll give you thirty, the rifle, just forty, the machine gun, one hundred and fifty, you give me five yuan for each rifle, the machine gun Give me six dollars, or seven dollars, what do you think?"
Zhang Wei looked at He Kun out of the corner of his eye, and He Kun nodded.
It seemed that this business could still be done, so he naturally didn't hesitate.
"make a deal" The accountant got the benefit, and laughed softly with a smile on his face, as if someone would take away his dividends if there was any movement.
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He Kun and Zhang Wei stopped talking to him.
The two of them made a written letter to the pawnshop to record the agreement.
The pawnshop sold the goods in the name of silk fabrics and paid Zhang Wei a total of 955 yuan.
Zhang Wei and the others had to deliver more than half of the goods before they could get the first payment.
Zhang Wei did not lie to them and directly agreed on the delivery.
Location, one-time payment and goods, one hand payment, one hand delivery.
However, the actual amount received was less than 900 yuan.
Those were taken away by the accountant.
Zhang Wei also felt sorry for Liu Mazi.
He would have to earn less in a year, but maybe Liu Mazi already had a lot of money.
Don't cherish these anymore The location agreed upon by both parties was also in the suburbs, and the delivery would be delivered within one day.
The accountant was particularly active in businesses that could earn dividends, and immediately dispatched clerks to prepare for the delivery.
The cash immediately fell out, with red paper The piles were put together, and each volume cost 20 yuan.
There were forty-five volumes in total.
They were packed in a medium-sized box and handed over to Zhang Wei when they were shipped.
Faced with this windfall, Zhang Wei had a new problem.
The nine hundred foreign dollars were large and difficult to carry.
He would have to move around in the future, so he simply couldn't hold on to so much money.
Therefore, the delivery issue that we just discussed with the accountant needs to be revised again.
The goods will be delivered as usual, but first, I only need twenty-five rolls in cash.
The remaining items will be purchased by the accountant.
He will be responsible for the food for the troops during his training in Hunan.
However, it is not on the account now.
Know your identity.
If he dares to play tricks, Zhang Wei doesn't mind sending him to the West
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