Anti-Japanese Ace Agent

Chapter 35
Of course, in Wang Feng's view, it is simply a difficult task to be able to return to the modern society in exchange for so many antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs with only these five gold bars.

Moreover, the price of gold in modern society has been dropped by a group of aunts who love to mix everything. Even if it is sold by the catty, it cannot pay that much money.Therefore, Wang Feng had no choice but to find another way to get the money together.

After all, Wang Feng is a top student in the accounting department of Yenching University, and he also has a lot of research in economics.If not, he has made false accounts for Lu Yuntian for so many years, if he didn't have two brushes, he would have been discovered by the Japanese long ago.For "speculation and speculation", he is still very good at it.

When Wang Feng finished processing all the accounts on the desk, he picked up a small stack of various accounts and handed them over to the staff in the big office of the general affairs department opposite.Immediately afterwards, after he walked out of the door of the big office, he looked up at his watch. It was already 10:30, so he felt that he had to go outside to raise money.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng went back to his office, put the square wooden box containing five gold bars into his briefcase, locked the door of the office, hurried downstairs, and got into his office. He started the car and drove out of the compound in front of the secret service office building.

At this time, there were not many pedestrians on the street. Wang Feng drove the car for about half an hour to a well-known antique shop in Germany, planning to use the five gold bars in his briefcase to buy some valuable things. Antique calligraphy and paintings, and then he returned to the modern society. Buying them like this will definitely make more money than the stocks that many people play in modern society. Even the so-called "big bull market" that occurs once in a thousand years cannot follow him from the Republic of China. In modern times, you can make a lot of money by dumping antiques.

This idea came to Wang Feng inadvertently not long after he drove out of the secret service office building.At first, he had no idea how to raise a large sum of money.He drove aimlessly on the street until he passed an alley facing the street and heard a few charlatans who came to cheat money and said to the crowd that the few things placed on the ground in front of them Only when the pottery pot was an official kiln in the Ming Dynasty, it reminded him to use gold bars to buy antiques and then sell them.

Even though Wang Feng didn't get out of the car, relying on him to slow down the speed of the car, when passing by here, he probed a few times and saw the few clay pots that looked very simple three to five meters away.With extremely keen eyesight, he saw the side of several clay pots facing him at a glance. Three or four inches above the base, there was a line of production date written in traditional characters without exception: Produced in the Republic of China 15 years.

After seeing this, Wang Feng quickly retracted his head, and couldn't help but think of the several domestic "Jianbao" programs she had watched on TV before, in which many people held the so-called "heirlooms", or "The Leaked Treasure" was unanimously rated as a modern handicraft by those senior cultural relics and collectors.

Wang Feng, who was full of smiles, looked through the car window again and was a little moved when he saw a few people standing in the crowd.Wang Feng felt that since he knew the tricks played by these swindlers, he couldn't just stand and watch these ordinary people who didn't know the truth fall for them.

In desperation, Wang Feng turned his head around and parked the car in a deserted place on the side of the road.After he got out of the car, he found a few discarded half-cut bricks from the side of the road. Without saying a word, he just looked at them for a while, and then, without raising his head, he turned towards the crowd four or five meters away. throw it over...

In just a moment, the half-bricks thrown by Wang Feng hit all the clay pots placed in the crowd, one by one. "Papa papa" sounds, one after another.With the sound of the sound, the pottery pots made by the Republic of China were smashed on the spot.

After throwing out a few half-bricks, Wang Feng hurried back to the black car parked two or three meters away without even looking at it, started the car, and drove towards the direction of Dezai as if flying away.

Even though Wang Feng increased the horsepower and drove the car, at first, he still heard those charlatans yelling and shouting, as well as exclamations from the crowd.And Wang Feng himself was humming a little tune all the way, and he came to "Xuanmo Antique Firm" which is located in Delease and is the number one in Shangjiang City with great joy.

This Xuanmo Antique Firm has a high commercial reputation in the antique circle of Shangjiang City, and will not sell fakes and imitations to the outside world.It was also based on this consideration that Wang Feng chose to buy antiques from them. As a layman, he was quite at ease with this antique firm known as the "conscience of the industry".

No, just got out of the car, Wang Feng entered Xuanmo Antiques Firm for less than an hour, and exchanged five gold bars for two blue and white porcelain vases from the Southern Song Dynasty, a pair of calligraphy and paintings by Xu Wenchang and Tang Bohu in the Ming Dynasty, and A copybook written by Su Dongpo.Looking at these treasures in his hands, Wang Feng laughed from ear to ear.

After the sale, Wang Feng put them all on the back seat of the car, and after pulling the curtain of the window from the inside, he quickly took off the old pocket watch hanging around his neck, and touched them respectively. Twice, and mentally say "want them".

"Whoosh".In the blink of an eye, all of them who were sitting in the back seat of the car just now disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng drove the black car back to the door of the small two-story mansion arranged by the Secret Service.Immediately afterwards, he got out of the car, called a rickshaw and rushed to the abandoned grocery store near the Santa Maria Thanksgiving Church in the French Concession.

From Wang Feng's point of view, Zhang Mingyi is now constrained by the pursuit of the murderer who assassinated Takeda, and has withdrawn all the "fireworks" who were originally responsible for tracking him.It can be said that Wang Feng can do what he wants to do without any fear, and he no longer has to rack his brains about how to get rid of the "fireworks" following him.

Soon, the rickshaw took him to the street in front of a grocery store. Wang Feng got out of the car, paid the fare and sent the rickshaw driver away. He looked around first to see if there were still people following him secretly. Own.From Wang Feng's point of view, it's better to be cautious when carrying out this secret mission that only he knows about.

After all, he was going to travel back to modern times from the cellar in the backyard of the grocery store, and that was no joke. If other people found out that the cellar in the backyard of the grocery store could travel through time and space, that would be fine.As for the serious consequences caused later, Wang Feng is definitely unpredictable, and he cannot bear the responsibility.

Seeing that there was no tail following him in all directions, Wang Feng quickly walked around to the path where there were no pedestrians passing by the side of the backyard wall.Standing under the wall of the love courtyard, he jumped up to the top of the wall, jumped into the backyard.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng rushed to the entrance of the cellar, leaned down, stepped on the holes on both sides of the cellar with both hands, and went in.

When Wang Feng just walked under the cellar, his vision went dark, he passed out, and he didn't remember anything.When he woke up again, he was already in the cellar in the backyard of his home in modern time and space.

(End of this chapter)