Age: My Small World

Chapter 142 Buying Jade
It was around four in the morning.

At the old place, Yang Jun waited for Zhang Hu and his men.

This time, several people came with torches. The moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds, making the surroundings pitch black.

Seeing that Yang Jun was still the only one waiting here, Zhang Hu couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"Brother, you really trust me, buddy," he teased.

"Haha, of course I believe Brother Hu." Yang Jun's expression did not change, or rather, he never showed his face from beginning to end, covering himself with a scarf.

Fortunately, Zhang Hu did not have the intention of robbing his fellow thieves, otherwise, at such a close distance, Yang Jun would have been able to get them into the space in just one go, so he was so calm.

As long as people enter his little world, they will eventually be reduced to ashes. After all, such a big secret should only be known by one person.

Zhang Hu waved his hand and said:

"I won't waste any more time talking nonsense. I've eaten all the food you brought today."

He waved his hand behind him and said, "Brothers, go in and take a look."

However, when he saw the mountains of bags, Zhang Hu couldn't help but take a deep breath.

God knows where these guys got the food from. They were able to bring tens of thousands of kilograms at a time. It's really amazing.

Even if Zhang Hu mobilized all his connections, it would probably be just this much.

Therefore, he had reason to suspect that the person behind Yang Jun was even more terrifying.

"Could he be the head of a farm? It would be bad to offend him." He spat and started to move the rice.

This time the weighing took longer, more than an hour to complete.

The final number is 30,900 kilograms, or 61,800 jin.

Among them, there were 9,000 kilograms of corn, 6,000 kilograms of wheat, 36,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes, and 10,800 kilograms of rice.

The previous market price was 8.5 cents per pound of corn, 1.1 cents per pound of wheat, 8 cents per pound of sweet potato, and 1.5 cents per pound of rice.

The total is 3,333 yuan, and now it has to be increased by 25%, which is 4,166 yuan.

Zhang Hu was very generous and gave an extra thirty-four, saying that he would look for him to continue the cooperation next time.

Yang Jun did not reject his proposal. It would be the same no matter who he asked.

At present, Zhang Hu is a good trading partner.

It took an entire hour to collect so much money, and now it's almost half past six in the morning.

Yang Jun felt unreal for a moment when he suddenly got several thousand dollars.

"I used to think for a long time before buying something, but now I have to buy two cups of soy milk."

Well, most breakfast stalls sell millet soup, soy milk and fried dough sticks are rare. The oil used is too heavy, and no one can afford to fry them.

So he bought a bowl of millet soup and a big meat bun to satisfy his breakfast.

The millet soup is a bit similar to spicy soup, but the taste is more acceptable to Yang Jun.

The meat buns are very fragrant. The meat inside is from the hind leg, and the aroma of meat can be smelled every time you bite it.

It is even better with the skin on, it is soft and tasty.

The price is just a bit high, which may be related to the food problem.

Many snack stalls disappeared when we were eating from the big pot, but now they have reappeared. I don’t know how long their vitality can last.

After finishing his meal, he returned to the guesthouse.

I came out so late last night that I didn't sleep all night.

The girl at the front desk looked at him in surprise. She clearly didn't see him go out in the morning.

After returning to the room and taking a nap, Yang Jun did not rush to check out, but decided to stay for another day.

Before, I had to worry about asking for leave to attend classes, but now I don’t have to worry about that.

I've also said goodbye to my family and Xiaoyuer, so it's actually okay to go back a few days late.

He didn't get up until noon, having slept a good night's sleep. Then he left the guesthouse and headed straight for the department store. Apparently, he had exchanged some tickets from Zhang Hu and had to use them.

Unfortunately, the meat he wanted most was out of stock. It was probably sold out in the morning, and now there was no one at the stall.

After all, it’s noon now, and everyone has already bought everything they can and taken it home.

Looks like I'll have to wait until tomorrow to line up early.

Of course, this wasn't the only thing he wanted to buy.

So Yang Jun continued to walk into the building.

After thinking about it, she covered her face with the scarf as usual.

Instead of looking for someone he knew, he went to the place where he bought the jade last time.

First of all, he wanted to take down the jade stones.

After coming over, the number of people instantly decreased a lot. It was obvious that everyone was not interested in this kind of thing that could only be looked at but not used.

This area is dedicated to displaying jade and antiques.

Yang Jun also saw the antique, but it was of no use to the small world.

His only target was jade.

"Hello comrade, please help me get all these out."

Because it's quiet here, the comrades behind the counter are also very patient.

"Is it this one?"

She pointed to a jade pendant that looked suitable for wearing.

But no one wears this thing now, so business is not very good.

Most of the time, the reason such department stores set up antique jade counters is actually to entertain foreigners.

After all, it is a provincial capital, and foreigners still appear here occasionally. What they love most is the antiques from ancient Eastern countries.

Jade is just a by-product.

Especially porcelain from famous kilns, which are priceless treasures abroad.

"I'm talking about everything." Yang Jun smiled, but unfortunately only his eyes were exposed.

The cashiers knew very well that people who came to buy jade antiques would be very cautious. After all, they were likely the previous landlords and still liked these things deep down.

So she couldn't help but show a bit of disgust in her eyes, which was due to her discomfort with this act of wasting money.

People are already starving, yet some people still buy these useless things. How can we not be infuriated?

Perhaps people in later times will not understand this feeling, because only in an era with strong empathy can there emerge one selfless role model hero after another, and everyone admires heroes and follows their footsteps.

Serving everyone is unwavering.

"A total of three hundred and eighty yuan, do you really want them all?" After all, she is a new-age woman with a very generous and broad mind. Now she has to worry about Yang Jun and whether he really wants to buy them.

If he hesitated, she would persuade him to give up.

However, Yang Jun nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I want them all."

The teller rolled his eyes, thinking his question was in vain.

After she helped Yang Jun take out all the things, she counted the money he handed over.

Yang Jun took out the numbers from his childhood world, so naturally they were accurate to the last cent.

He looked at the jade beside him, and his eyes couldn't help showing excitement, but he had to hold it back at the moment.

After taking the jade and walking out, he quickly found a secluded place, and then he couldn't wait to dive into the small world.

I spent more than three hundred yuan, almost four hundred yuan, in exchange for a bunch of jade that was neither too good nor too bad. Most of them were handicrafts and should have been carved recently.

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(End of this chapter)