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

Just when Zhou Yang was wondering if the middle-aged man had taken his glass sailboat and escaped, the middle-aged man appeared.

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, he smiled and said to Zhou Yang: "Little brother, I've been waiting for a long time. I just went to see the shopkeeper. Our shopkeeper is not interested in your things and thinks they are worthless. If you really want to pawn them, my shopkeeper is willing to pay ten taels of silver as a favor to you!"

When Zhou Yang heard what the middle-aged man said, he wondered if glass had already been mass-produced in the Yuan Dynasty at this time? If it was mass-produced, it would be worthless. He had originally spent a few dozen yuan to buy the street stall goods, and ten taels of silver would cost thousands of yuan in reality. If they were to be mass-produced in large quantities, even if there was a factory that could mass-produce it here, it would not necessarily make money. Zhou Yang sighed silently, or he could take it to another place to try his luck, and then said: "In that case, then I will not be a member."

The middle-aged man already knew that Zhou Yang would definitely not want to be the boss, so he stretched out his hand and handed the things outside the counter, and added: "Since you don't want to, then take the things and leave."

Zhou Yang was just about to take it when he saw a small wooden boat in the middleman's hand. Judging from the appearance of the boat, it seemed to have been dug out from a piece of wood with a chisel not long ago. There were many chisel marks on it, and a small area had been polished, but most of the rest had not been polished.

Zhou Yang smiled as he looked at the wooden boat. He was almost fooled by this middle-aged man. If he agreed to exchange it for ten taels of silver, he would never make glass products again. Then, he felt angry again. He raised his head and said to the middle-aged man with a smile, "Where is my glass boat?"

Seeing Zhou Yang's attitude, the middle-aged man was about to take his hand back, but was grabbed by Zhou Yang. Although Zhou Yang didn't look strong, his strength of 18 was nearly twice that of an ordinary person. He grabbed the middle-aged man's hand like an iron clamp and said, "This is your thing. What is this glass sailboat? I have never seen it before! Someone, someone, someone, someone is causing trouble."

As soon as the middle-aged man started shouting, five or six big men rushed out from behind, each holding a wooden stick, and rushed directly towards Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang saw the situation and knew that there was no way to end it peacefully today. He exerted force with his hand and grabbed the middle-aged man's arm with his other hand and pulled it outward. The middle-aged man was immediately pulled forward, and only a few snapping sounds were heard. Zhou Yang wanted to pull the middle-aged man out from the counter, but he didn't expect that the wooden fence on the counter was quite strong, and the middle-aged man was stuck in the fence.

At this time, the big man who was rushing in the front was not far away and raised a wooden stick to hit Zhou Yang. Zhou Yang quickly let go and stepped back with force. He didn't know that his speed was too fast and his body couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He took two steps back and lost his balance and sat on the ground.

The Khan's wooden stick also hit the open space in front of his feet. Zhou Yang turned around, supported the ground with his hands and kicked back. Before the Khan could react, he felt a pain in his chest and stepped back several steps. The Khan who rushed up from behind had already raised the wooden stick.

Zhou Yang had just stood up when he was hit hard on the back. Although it was a bit painful, it was not to the point where he couldn't stand up after being hit. He felt that it was still within the tolerance range. This showed that he still had some ability to withstand blows. The improvement of his physical fitness had a very obvious effect on him now.

After Zhou Yang had a preliminary understanding of his current body, he decided to use himself as a meat shield. As soon as he turned around, he saw a Khan's wooden stick coming towards him. Zhou Yang kicked with a left kick. Zhou Yang was more than twice as agile as an ordinary person. Before the Khan's wooden stick could hit him, Zhou Yang kicked him more than a meter away.

Seeing that his kick had succeeded, Zhou Yang did not dodge anymore. He rushed directly into the crowd. Under the siege of six big men, he was hit by a stick from time to time. He made sure that his head was not hit, and then when he saw the opportunity, he would kick hard. Every time he kicked, there would always be someone who was hit, groaning on the ground for a while, and then, amid the shouts of the people in the middle, he would get up again and rush towards Zhou Yang angrily with a wooden stick.

Seeing how good the young man was at fighting, the middle-aged man yelled at his men, "What are you all standing there for? Don't you want to fight? Come on! Fight me!"

When the guys heard the middle-aged man's roar, they could only move forward hesitantly. Before they got close, they were kicked by Zhou Yang, who then rolled on the ground groaning and unable to get up.

The middle-aged man looked at these useless people and was furious. He thought that even if he kicked them one by one, they would be able to hold out for a while, and then he started shouting to the backyard: "Help, help!"

Before he could finish his words, a short fat man rushed out from behind, followed by a dozen people dressed like servants, holding sticks in their hands. His round face was covered with fat, and his bulging belly proved that he came from a wealthy family. "Who are you, you dare to break into my Su's Pawnshop and cause trouble? Come on, beat them up."

Before Zhou Yang could deal with the few in front of him, a dozen more came out from behind, hitting Zhou Yang with more and more sticks. These people were more ruthless and more vicious than each other. Zhou Yang could only fight and retreat. At this time, he did not hold back. Every time he hit someone, he would definitely break a few ribs. The ones with both hands mainly protected their heads from getting hurt. They were beaten outside the door. At this time, there were already many people watching outside the door.

When the fight reached the middle of the road, Zhou Yang saw through the gap in his arms that there were only seven or eight people left on the other side, and behind them there were twenty or so people lying. Then the two sides confronted each other, and Zhou Yang was a little confused at this time. He didn't know how many sticks he was hit with. Anyway, the more he was beaten, the angrier he became, and the more pain he felt, and then he retreated little by little. Zhou Yang felt that he was about to lose his strength, and if he walked any further, he would probably die here, but now his body was in terrible pain, and he was a little afraid that the other side would rush over again.

The remaining few people at the pawnshop were actually very panicked. They didn't expect this young man to be so tough. If they let others go, they would have been beaten to death. This young man was too tough. They were afraid of getting kicked. These few people were kicked by Zhou Yang more or less. Although they were not like those few who couldn't get up from the ground, they also felt a dull pain and felt that it hurt when they swung their arms.

The short and fat middle-aged man who came out from behind was also feeling very excited. He thought that he could easily deal with a young man in waiter's clothes, but he ran into a tough guy. What should he do? He thought about the glass sailboat on the table in his room and was hesitant.