Film and TV time travel: reselling supplies as soon as the end of the world

After listening to them chattering for a while, Zhou Yang got up and went back to his room to sleep. Although the smell in the room was still very bad, there was nothing he could do now and he could only make do with it for the night.

Finally, in a daze, the caravan made it to dawn and set off again. The next few days were very peaceful. Finally, they arrived at Lin'an Prefecture (now located in Hangzhou, Zhejiang). Looking at this ancient city wall, it gave people a sense of heaviness. Zhou Yang was a little absent-minded, and was pulled by someone, and began to follow the team forward little by little.

Not long after, Zhou Yang saw Pang Qing talking to the soldiers guarding the city gate. A man who looked like a military officer led a few people to check the cars in the caravan. Pang Qing followed behind and stuffed a small cloth bag into the hand of the military officer. The military officer weighed it inconspicuously, then waved his hand and let them go.

Following the group into the city, Zhou Yang was greatly surprised by the prosperity of the ancient city. He walked up to Pang Qing and said goodbye. After Pang Qing tried to persuade Zhou Yang to leave, he told him that his shop was in Pangji in the west of the city and asked him to find him when he needed help. He also gave Zhou Yang fifty taels of silver.

Other things are understandable, but Zhou Yang was confused by the gift of silver. Zhou Yang did not take the silver but looked at Pang Qing in confusion. Zhou Yang's modern thinking, how could anyone give money to someone they had only known for a few days for no reason? He did not know that in ancient times, many people liked to do such incomprehensible things. The most famous one was Chai Jin of the Song Dynasty. Wu Song and Song Jiang seemed to be the beneficiaries.

Pang Qing looked at Zhou Yang's puzzled eyes, thinking that this Mr. Zhou didn't understand what he meant, so he said, "Sir, please don't misunderstand me. I think you will achieve great things in the future, so I want to make a good relationship with you."

"Ah? I wonder how Uncle Pang could see that I would achieve great things in the future?"

Pang Qing looked at Zhou Yang's curious and surprised eyes, and suddenly didn't know how to answer. Should he tell him that every time he gave money to someone, he saw that the young master would do something great in the future? This answer didn't seem appropriate. After thinking for a while, he patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder and said, "I believe you!"

"Boy, you will not disappoint Uncle Pang." Zhou Yang saw Pang Qing's embarrassed expression, and immediately figured out what was going on. He took the silver and said, "Uncle Pang's Pangji in the west of the city, I'll remember it. If I achieve something in the future, I will definitely repay Uncle Pang. I'll take my leave now."

Pang Qing looked at Zhou Yang's disappearing back. Why did he feel that this kid had something else in mind? He couldn't figure it out, so he shook his head and continued to move forward with the caravan.

Zhou Yang left and finally arrived at a safe place. He planned to find a place to live first. He didn't know if there was a curfew at night. If the thing was caught by the government, it would be difficult to deal with it. With his current strength, he had no way to fight against the government. Moreover, there were so many martial arts masters in this Yitian world. He probably wouldn't even have a chance to escape from them.

The money he had now probably wouldn't last him for a few days, so he wanted to find a pawn shop to sell all the glass crafts on him so that he could get some money. It would be easier to do things if he had money on him, and he also had to find the "Nine Yang Manual". As for the appearance of the Dragon Slaying Sword, he didn't want to join in the fun. The martial arts world was bustling now, and if he went there, he would just be a waste.

So Zhou Yang wandered around Lin'an Prefecture. The simple and quaint buildings made him feel very novel. Although there are many ancient towns in the real world, they still don't have that sense of age compared to this place. While Zhou Yang was shopping, he looked around at the shops along the street, such as grain shops, blacksmith shops, grocery stores, etc.

After wandering around for a few streets, he finally saw the Chinese character "当". Zhou Yang knew it was a pawn shop. When he walked into the shop, he saw a very high counter. Zhou Yang stood next to the counter, which was higher than his nose. Zhou Yang tried hard to look inside: "Is there anyone? Is anyone here?"

After a few seconds, someone's voice was heard: "Who is it? What are you shouting for?"

A middleman appeared behind the counter. He looked to be in his forties, with a small mustache and a gleam in his eyes. There was a black mole at the corner of his left eyebrow, and two hairs grew on the mole and fell down to cover the tip of his eyebrow. The man glanced at Zhou Yang, who was dressed like a servant in green, and said with a little more contempt, "Are you here to pawn something?"

"Yes, shopkeeper." Zhou Yang nodded, took out a glass sailboat that he bought in the real world from his clothes, handed it to the middleman and said, "Shopkeeper, how much is this treasure of mine worth?"

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank when he saw the glass sailboat Zhou Yang took out. He carefully looked at Zhou Yang's clothes, took the glass sailboat Zhou Yang handed over, and observed it carefully. The glass sailboat was about 15 cm long and 16 cm high. It was fluorescent and translucent. The hull and sail were blue, and the bow was yellow. The blue glass sail was engraved with the words "smooth sailing". The boat was on a wave-shaped base, as if it was sailing on the sea. The craftsmanship looked very fine. The middle-aged man became more careful as he looked at it.

The middle-aged man looked at it for a long time, his eyes flickering, and then he pondered for a while, then laughed and said, "Brother, are you going to pawn this thing while you're still alive? Or are you going to pawn it after you die?"

Zhou Yang had read so many novels and TV series that he naturally knew what a living pawn was and what a dead pawn was, so he said without hesitation, "Dead pawn!"

"Oh, little brother, this thing looks exquisite, but the color is impure and the workmanship is rough. I'm afraid it won't be worth much money!"

Zhou Yang started to think when he heard the shifty middle-aged man say that. Ancient people weren't as simple as they were portrayed in TV and novels. Judging from their character, they were probably going to lower the price. "Oh? Then can you tell me how much my glass sailboat is worth?"

The middle-aged man was about to say a few more words, but when he looked at Zhou Yang, he felt that he might not be easy to fool, so he said, "Brother, I am not the owner of the pawnshop. Otherwise, you can sit for a while. I will take this item to the owner to have a look and let him give you a price. What do you think?"

Zhou Yang thought about it and felt that it was okay. If the price offered was not good, then he would just not sell it. So he nodded and said, "In that case, thank you for your help, sir."

"Little brother, wait a moment." After saying that, the middleman walked back with the glass sailboat.

Zhou Yang stood in front of the pawnshop counter for about half an hour. He was getting a little impatient and asked the clerks when the middle-aged man would come back. The clerks all said they didn't know.