Chapter 7

Inside "Treasured Treasures Pavilion", the boss was leaning on a recliner behind the counter watching TV. He was an old man whose hair retired before the person.

The boss glanced at Zhai Da and lost interest, continuing to watch TV. This kind of brat, whose pants pocket is cleaner than his underwear, he doesn't bother to say a word.

That TV was hidden under the cabinet. Don't know what was playing that made him blood-boiling. The old man looked flushed.

Zhai Da looked around. This shop can be called a "master of space utilization". More than ten square meters of shop space felt like even the corners were stuffed with a few "antique spittoons". The whole shop was probably hundreds or thousands of broken things, feeling like his eyes were blurred.

Thinking of inquiring about the approximate price, Zhai Da picked up a small object and asked: "Boss, what is this? What is the saying?"

The boss didn't even lift his head: "That's an old antique from the Kangxi period, absolutely genuine official kiln."

Zhai Da looked at the second-hand pager in his hand and fell into deep thought.

So.. how did the Eight-Power Allied Forces dare to do it back then?

"How to sell?"

"Two years ago, Sotheby's auctioned one the same, 20 million. Mine is cheap, only 200,000."

Understood, this was snatched from the Forbidden City... maybe it was pulled from the waist of the old lady Cixi!

This old man, a bit abstract!

Zhai Da pointed to the faded HelloKitty in the window again.

"What about this one?"

The boss looked up this time, probably not familiar enough with the things in the window.

"This is the world's first Kitty cat, starting in Japan in 1974, limited to eight in the world. Young man, good vision, very collectible."

Zhai Da was amused. You are Zhang Kou Lai!

"Selling price?"

"20,000, pick up a leak for you."

"20."

"Deal!"

The old man immediately got up to pack it for Zhai Da. Zhai Da pressed his shoulder desperately: "You'd better watch TV, I'll stroll around again."

So far, he hadn't received any system prompts, which was slightly disappointing, but it didn't rule out that there were too many things and some were blocked. He continued to rummage patiently.

Until ten minutes later, without any harvest except for a handful of old dust, Zhai Da patted his hands and prepared to leave to see the other two shops.

Walking to the door, because he was curious about what the old man was watching, he stretched his neck and looked out.

On the old TV hidden under the counter, a handsome guy took off from the free-throw line, stepped on an excavator, turned and stayed in the air for more than 30 seconds, spanning more than 40 meters.

Dunked.

Then a woman on the sidelines was shocked: "Is this the Dragon-Subduing Whirlwind Dunk? Even NBA players can't do it!"

Zhai Da said don't mention NBA players, even NMBA players can't do it.

"Basketball Fire", one of the super popular idol dramas recently.

According to this setting, the NBA in the US must be full of Homelander, so the power system can't collapse.

The abstract old man's character setting is more specific...

But immediately after, a thin broken line appeared, pointing from that old TV to a phantom text box in the upper right corner.

"Discovered white rarity special item, 【Old Man TV】: No one can watch TV for twenty hours a day, unless he opened a shop with no customers."

"Ownership status: Not owned, not activated."

"Effect: Addiction to playback content +300%. Not yet activated, requires the host to obtain ownership."

"Note: The addiction after growing up is to comfort the self when young."

Zhai Da's eyes lit up. Hey, there really is one!

Wait, this effect...

So Zhai Da leaned on the counter, squeezed out a smiling face and said: "Boss, is this TV also an antique? The world's first TV?"

The boss turned his head and looked. Probably it was the degree that Zhang Kou Lai couldn't continue to compile, and said truthfully: "That's not it, just an ordinary TV."

"My family used this kind of big-butt TV when I was a kid, it looks so familiar, is this thing for sale? I want to heal my childhood self."

The boss probably never encountered anyone who wanted to buy a TV. However, after a small distraction, he immediately gave a quote.

"2000."

There is nothing in this shop that cannot be sold, as long as the price is right, the self-propelled tank upstairs can be sold to you.

Zhai Da bit his teeth: "This TV of yours, collecting scrap would give at most 50, you sell it for 2000? What is the basis?"

"Because if I buy a new one, it really costs 2000."

What a reasonable look.

Zhai Da certainly didn't have 2000 yuan. Even if it was 200, he couldn't take it out. High school student Zhai Da is a "weekly light clan", and the reborn self only inherited a small treasury of 4 yuan, and spent it when buying breakfast this morning...

But he certainly wouldn't show that he was in a hurry. This would make the abstract boss sit on the ground and raise the price...

This also reminded him that discovering special items and obtaining their "ownership" are two things.

Some things can be bought with money, which is the best, but some may not be, and it may take a lot of effort to get them.

Out of "Treasured Treasures Pavilion", Zhai Da visited "Treasure Collection Pavilion," "True Treasure Pavilion," and "Gathered Treasures Pavilion" on the same street in turn, but gained nothing.

After that, he turned around a few times in the Old Red Flag Mall, all of which were small broken shops like mobile phone repair and large-size women's clothing. The result was the same, no discovery.

Time passed unconsciously to noon, and Zhai Da was hungry quickly because he fed the breakfast to the malnourished one.

Recalling slightly, he thought of how to solve his lunch. There is an old cold noodle shop in the Red Flag Mall.

Wang Dongyang County is located in the north of the bulk province. The eating habits are a fusion of north and south, and for thousands of years, it has been influenced by Qilu, with many wheaten foods and heavy flavors.

Things like cold jelly and cold noodles are not only popular in the northwest and northeast, but also quite popular in Wang Dongyang County, and the flavor is unique. Zhai Da has missed this mouth for several years.

Hometown food, he wants to eat it all over again.

This "Everyday Cold Noodle" shop, he has come here often since elementary school. It has been open for more than ten years, the shop is very small, but it is quite famous in the whole Wang Dongyang County.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw seven or eight people crowded together. How to say? The temperament of students is very obvious, especially a group of students.

Even if they didn't wear school uniforms, sitting there, the "poor and sour" atmosphere had already floated out.

Poor: no money, sour: the awkward hormone atmosphere of teenagers, smelly: the sneakers of boys.

One pair is not obvious, try piling them up?

Seven or eight people also raised their heads and looked over. A tall and sturdy boy's eyes lit up and waved: "Zhai Da? You also came to the party?"

It was Wu Yue, his high school friend, the future dishwasher.

Zhai Da scanned it. It seemed that they were all quite familiar, but not all of them were the lineup that visited the hospital yesterday.

Lin Lin Shuyao, to whom he wrote a love letter, was also among them, which was a bit awkward.

Zhai Da asked suspiciously: "You guys don't have class today?"

Wu Yue was confused: "Isn't it a day off after the second mock exam?"

Zhai Da: That homeroom teacher gave me a day off for a chicken neck!

After all, the student era was too long ago. He wouldn't remember such a small thing. Yesterday in the ward, he still felt the homeroom teacher was quite good...

However, this classmate party is really poor and sour... Didn't the class have a rich second generation who likes to pretend to be cool?

Zhai Da had no interest in participating in this so-called classmate party. He still had to continue looking for equipment in the afternoon.

Besides, eight people surrounded a long table. If he went over, he would have to sit on Wu Yue's lap.

So he waved his hand and said: "You guys eat, I just happened to come to eat."

Then, crossing the crowd, Zhai Da sat directly at the last table and tapped the table lightly: "Can I sit?"

The girl raised her head, scanned the not-so-few empty tables, but still nodded silently.