This traveler only wants to choose the lowest difficulty

Chapter 109

Wang Dong closed the medicine box and said with satisfaction: "Thank you very much, how much is this medicine box?"

Lao Ge said with a smile: "Although the prices of these medicines are high, they are nothing compared to Mr. Wang's antibiotics. We will not charge you this time."

Hearing this, Wang Dong shook his head quickly and said, "I have to give this money. You don't have enough money, so you have more important things to do. Just treat these medicines as if I entrusted Bunsen Pharmacy to buy them. They are purely commercial transactions. You Bunsheng It would be even better if the pharmacy could issue me a purchase receipt for the medicine.”

Knowing that Lao Ge was able to give him the medicine, Wang Dong probably reported it to his superiors. The price of this box of medicine is not cheap in this day and age. It's cheap.And he really wanted the shopping receipts from Bunsen Pharmacy. With these receipts, the box of medicines would be circulated in an orderly manner, and the price in the future market would be much higher.

Lao Ge shied away for a while, and seeing Wang Dong's sincerity, he was moved: "Mr. Wang, this... I don't even know how to say it."

He left the city under the pretext of going out to buy goods, and he took the note from Bunsen Pharmacy with him, took it out of the study room, and wrote to Wang Dong that he bought eighteen notes from Bunsen Pharmacy in Qinhuangdao on a certain day and month. The receipt for Gongniuhuang Wan.

Wang Dong watched Lao Ge sign his name on the receipt and paid more than 20 silver dollars.Lao Ge was still very embarrassed when he received the money, but Wang Dong was already happy in his heart. Twenty silver dollars would be worth more than 2 yuan in later generations, and he couldn’t even buy a quarter of Angong Niuhuang Pills. It turned out that it was not too much money to be able to exchange twenty pills.

After the money and goods were cleared, Wang Dong took out another suitcase and handed it to Lao Ge.

"What is this?" Lao Ge asked strangely.

Wang Dong smiled and said, "This is a gift from me to you."

Lao Ge wanted to open the box, but Wang Dong pressed his hand.

"It's best to send this thing up, it's very important."

Lao Ge was taken aback, the cost of using the intelligence network once was very high, he would not send everything up casually, but seeing Wang Dong being so solemn, Lao Ge decided to respect him and not to refute in person, thinking about going back anyway It's never too late to look again.

After handing in the things, Wang Dong was about to leave with the medicine box in his arms. Lao Ge reacted and stopped him quickly, saying, "Mr. Wang, the devils are investigating very closely now. No matter where you go, you'd better stay away from Qinhuangdao."

Wang Dong nodded, went out for a circle, put the box of medicine into the storage ring, and went straight to Qinhuangdao.

He wanted to go to other places, but there was only one day left in the task time, so he could go around Qinhuangdao.

In the afternoon, after putting on some make-up, Wang Dong bought a long robe from a clothing estimate shop, dressed as a literati, and walked around several commercial streets in Qinhuangdao.

He originally wanted to bring some gold home, but when he approached the gold shop, he realized that a tael of gold was sold for more than 100 silver dollars this year, and Wang Dong was taken aback when he saw it.

However, he quickly realized that what Gold in Prosperous Antiques and Troubled Times really said was right, and the price of gold naturally soared in troubled times, it seems that gold business is not easy to do.

Wang Dong had no choice but to wander along the street, because there was only half a day left, and the system did not give mission options anyway, so he boldly looked around.

Wei San'er was standing guard on the street in black leather, when he suddenly saw a scholar in a long robe and leather shoes looking around in the street, he couldn't help being puzzled.

Wei San is an old police officer. He had been on patrol for the Germans before. Later, when the Japanese entered Shandong, he worked under the Japanese again. Because of his keen sense of smell and cruelty, he was highly valued by the devils. He has been promoted to a commissioned police officer with three gold lines on his hat, he has taken in several apprentices, and he is enjoying the tribute of two casinos and three smokehouses.

Had it not been for the many deaths of the Japanese Gendarmerie in Qinhuangdao recently, and the Japanese demanded to clean up the law and order, Wei San'er would not have come out to stand guard, so he was pulled out today, with a pair of eyes looking around boredly.

As an old black skin, he still has the eyes to see people.As soon as he saw Wang Dongwei and San'er, he felt something was wrong. Everyone in this market was trembling, and they stared at their feet when they walked, for fear of encountering something. But this scholar's eyes were careless, and he seemed out of tune with the people around him.
Wei San'er couldn't help but pat the policeman beside him.

"Master Wei, what's the matter?"

"It's weird to see that poor man." Wei San said.

Heipi watched for a long time before he found the person Wei San was pointing at in the crowd, but he couldn't see anything famous, but since Wei San said it, he didn't dare to disgrace the third master.

At this time, Wei San'er held the saber and said: "Ask someone to watch for us for a while, let's go and see where he came from."

The little police officer quickly agreed.

Wang Dong didn't care whether he was being followed, even if he knew it now, he wouldn't care. The danger that the system didn't even give a reminder basically didn't exist for him. With his current ability, dealing with a few fake policemen is no better than eating How difficult it is to drink water.

He wandered around the market for a long time, originally wanting to buy some antiques, but soon found out helplessly, because the market is too sluggish, who still collects antiques these days, it is rare to see an antique shop on the whole street.

When Wang Dong was helpless, he suddenly saw a big Nanzhi shop in the middle of the street, and his eyes lit up.

Wang Dong walked into the paper store, and found that there were no customers in the large store full of the four treasures of the study. It seems that although the stationery stores are just in demand these days, the business is not very good.

The shop probably hadn't opened for a long time. When Wang Dong came in, the shopkeeper at the counter actually came out to greet him and asked, "Sir, what do you want to buy?"

Wang Dong asked, "Do you have good stationery here?"

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Sir, don't worry, we are the largest South paper store in Qinhuangdao. We were in the stationery business in Qingdao and ran a large shop. Now we have moved to Qinhuangdao, and the warehouse is also brought here, sir. No matter what stationery you want, we can take it out."

Wang Dong nodded when he heard the words. During the period of the Republic of China, Qingdao, together with Shanghai and Tianjin, called China's three major modern industrial cities. Although compared with the real industrial construction after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they were at most light industries, but at this time they were already the most modern in China. The city has become, and it is called "Shangqingtian".Most of this store was run out of Qingdao after the devils entered the Central Plains a few years ago, and moved to Qinhuangdao, where there were troops from the big powers, in order to seek a stable business environment.They can gain a foothold in Qingdao, presumably the foundation is not too weak.

Wang Dong thought for a while and asked, "Do you have Gu Mo in your store?"

Pens, inks, papers and inkstones are also a big category in the collection market of later generations, among which inkstones are the most expensive, but Wang Dong considered that his storage ring was too small to fit a few good inkstones, so he thought of ink sticks. The ancient ink is also worth hundreds of thousands in later generations.

The shopkeeper's eyes brightened when he heard the words, he could still meet people who bought ancient ink these days.

He quickly guided Wang Dong to a counter, pointed to a large row of ink sticks on the shelf and said: "Our store has no less than a hundred rare ink sticks and ink ingots from the Qing Dynasty to the present. If Mr. wants to draw and write with ancient ink, Choose as carefully as you can.”

Wang Dong glanced at it, pointed to the box with the most gorgeous packaging on the top and said: "What kind of ink is in this box?"

The shopkeeper glanced at it, and said with a smile: "This box of ink is for collection, and it is something from our store. It would be too expensive to buy it for use."

Wang Dong's eyes lit up, "I want this one, take it down and have a look."

The shopkeeper was taken aback, "Sir, this box of ink costs a hundred silver dollars, are you sure you want to see it?"

Wang Dong was even happier when he heard it. Under his urging, the shopkeeper could only take down the box with a puzzled expression.

As soon as he opened the brocade box, Wang Dong took a deep breath after only looking at it.

I saw four ink ingots in the box, and each ink ingot was engraved with a pattern, which was the four scenes of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Poetry and prose are carved, and small characters "Wang Jinsheng respects Zhi" and "Chen Fang Wendian respects near" are carved on both sides.

The shopkeeper saw that he looked carefully and seemed to really want to buy it, so he couldn't help being excited, and quickly introduced: "This is the imperial ink that was presented to the imperial palace by a famous ink maker in the south of the Yangtze River in the Qing Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)