It all started with one person becoming a shaman, but the Stand user...

These days, they're considered big shots in both worlds.

He was skilled enough to defend himself.

There's absolutely no need to worry in front of a mere gold shop.

Even if someone tries to play the old trick of "local bullies colluding with each other and setting uniform prices throughout the city" with him.

With modern transportation.

With a high-speed rail ticket, you can travel out of the province in two or three hours.

Try them one by one, and you'll eventually find a smart one willing to buy directly.

As for baggage checks, if he really wants to avoid them, there are plenty of ways.

The only thing to be careful about is disturbing the "company".

But so what?

The identity of an "Outsider" still comes with certain privileges.

As long as there is no smuggling of contraband and no victims, the company is not a rabid dog that bites anyone it sees; it mostly turns a blind eye.

They tend to prefer internal solutions among people of different backgrounds.

As for the covetousness and greed that might arise along the way?

Money can be a powerful motivator, as it has always been, and there will always be a few who are not so bright.

I was just worried that I didn't have enough experience.

He Yu was increasingly unsure about the young man in front of him.

The composure that permeates one's very being is not something that can be faked.

But money can be tempting, and what gold shop doesn't accept stolen goods, especially since this wasn't an ordinary customer.

"That's natural, that's natural..."

He quickly laughed and said:

"Mr. Qing, would you like this payment made in cash or via electronic transfer?"

"Transfer the money."

Qinghe Miao gave a card number.

Chapter 98 Equipment

The following process went exceptionally smoothly.

Master Li was invited in again to examine the remaining gold bars one by one.

There were 24 whole pieces, plus the one that was broken in two earlier. He Yu took the initiative to price them as whole pieces, making a total of 25 pieces.

Based on the international gold price of the day, a 3% "purity discount" is deducted, followed by a service fee for the gold shop to handle the procedures.

At Qinghe Miao's request, the final calculation was rounded down to two million yuan.

He Yu paused for a moment, then beamed with delight and readily took out his phone, personally performing a few operations:

“Okay, Mr. Qing, I’ve got it.”

Qinghe Miao's card didn't have that much credit limit, and after several rounds of confirming the linked number, the transaction was finally completed.

As the phone vibrated for the last time, Qinghe Miao glanced at the screen.

The seven-digit balance lay quietly in the account.

He picked up his empty backpack, stood up, and walked out of the elevator with He Yu seeing him off.

They then escorted them from the elevator entrance to the gold shop's main gate.

The waiters all turned to look at the young man in ordinary clothes, who was being respectfully seen off by the manager as he disappeared around the street corner.

Once in the taxi, Qinghemiao gave the school's address.

With the car window half-open, a breeze blew in, carrying the refreshing coolness unique to early autumn.

He casually tossed the backpack, which had been filled with gold, into the car, leaned back in his seat, and closed his eyes to rest.

The driver glanced at him a few times in the rearview mirror and started making small talk, behaving like a professional:

"A university student, right? What's their major?"

"Ah."

Qinghe Miao opened his eyes and said quite kindly:

"Agricultural Insect and Pest Control".

The driver choked for a moment, then gave a dry laugh:

"...Um, this major is pretty niche. Is it easy to find a job after graduation?"

"It should work now."

Qinghe Miao thought for a moment and then spoke seriously.

Anyway, he definitely won't have to worry about finding a job.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the school gate.

Qinghe Miao got off the bus with her bag on her back and was greeted by a bustling crowd of new students registering for school.

Colorful flags, banners, senior students holding signs for each department, and parents carrying large and small bags.

He walked through the crowd, found the registration point for the College of Plant Protection, handed over his admission notice, signed it, received his campus card, and picked up his dormitory key.

The whole process took twenty minutes.

During this time, he declined offers from upperclassmen who enthusiastically promoted campus phone cards.

He earnestly refused the offer to wipe his shoes and sell cleaning products, which was a moral blackmail tactic that left him wondering whether he was a genuine or fake senior student.

And then there are the senior students who mysteriously approach, selling their past professional materials, notes, and tools at bargain prices, their identities equally unknown.

"No, thank you. It's not necessary."

Three short sentences, with a gentle tone, yet leaving no room for maneuver.

Some of these losses he had suffered in his previous life, while others he only realized later.

Qinghe Miao found her dormitory.

The room is for four people, with a bunk bed and a desk underneath, and the balcony faces north. At this time, no other roommates have arrived.

He glanced at it, didn't put anything down, checked in with the dormitory manager, and then turned and left.

It took me fifteen minutes to find an apartment for rent on the street outside the school, which was lined with restaurants, supermarkets, printing shops and real estate agencies.

Some students find the accommodation inconvenient and those with good conditions often rent houses off-campus.

Therefore, there is never a shortage of rental properties near universities.

However, most of them were juniors or seniors.

The sub-landlord was a middle-aged woman with a round face. She had prepared a whole speech, but she didn't have to use a single word.

How much is the monthly rent?

"1600 yuan, one month's deposit and three months' rent in advance, excluding utilities..."

"It's rented. Now we'll sign the contract."

The round-faced woman paused for a moment, then beamed and signed the contract quickly.

Qinghe Miao paid six months' rent upfront, took the keys, saw off the sub-landlord, and closed the door.

The room contained only two beds, a table, a chair, a sofa, a simple cloth wardrobe, and a half-dead potted plant in the corner.

He didn't rush to pack.

First, I opened the windows to ventilate the room, and then I bought a plain gray sheet without any patterns from the supermarket downstairs and laid it on the bed.

Then he lay down.

I've basically finished my business for today, so I can rest now.

He picked up his phone and opened the custom nail shop he had saved.

The store mainly sells replicas of film and television props, restorations of traditional armor, and custom-made protective gear.

It is said to be quite famous among enthusiasts of cold weapons.

At that time, the economy and the internet were not yet as developed as they are now.

Armor is not widely used in modern times and has always been a niche item.

Even so, there were still dedicated online stores during this period.

It's just that most people wouldn't pay attention to it.

It might get better when there are more live streams like this in the future.

Qinghe Miao clicked on the customer service chat box.

"Yes, honey, what do you need?"

Customer service responded instantly.

"Two sets of armor in the style of the Tang Dynasty."

He typed:

"Make it according to the body measurements I sent you, using titanium alloy as the material, and the design should be the same as the one I picked before. It has to be exactly the same, the kind that can be used in actual combat."

The customer service representative was silent for a few seconds.

"Honey, titanium alloys are very expensive, more than eight times more expensive than ordinary steel, and they are also more difficult to process..."

"Can you do it?"

"...Yes, yes! It just takes a little longer to complete. Do you want two identical ones?"

"Yes. One set for collection, and one set for display."

The customer service representative sent an "I understand" emoji and didn't ask any more questions.

In reality, it's natural to always keep one set in the system equipment slot, and if needed, Qinghe Miao can wear another set over it.

This gives the body at least two sets of defenses, making it virtually invulnerable to weapons.

Then, he sent another message:

"Add another hundred sets. Standard Tang Dynasty armor, made of high-quality high-carbon steel, one size fits all, made according to the average size of a normal adult male, and adjustable."

This time, the customer service representative remained silent for an even longer period.

"Dear... one hundred sets? Our small shop might not have enough production capacity..."

"We can deliver in batches, no rush."

"Then the deposit might need to be a bit higher, dear..."

Armor is not a fast-moving consumer good; it's more like the kind of business that takes a long time to open, but once it opens, it sustains you for a long time.

If you make them and then have them piling up in your hands, you'll be ripped off to the point of despair.

We should be more cautious.

"no problem."

Qinghe Miao sent over the selected styles and information, and also paid a deposit of 500,000 yuan.

In the chat box, customer service sent a series of touching emojis, mixed with compliments like "Boss is so generous" and "Thank you, boss".

He did not reply and left the store.

Then start another food supplier's platform.

With a population of about a thousand, the food consumed by humans and horses amounted to approximately 60,000 catties of grain per month, a truly terrifying amount.