Cities: The Goddess of Salvation at the start rewards ten sets of courtyard houses

"Hmm... I used to have a classmate who was nicknamed Luobo!" Zhang Qian thought for a while, and then asked solemnly, "Do you know how he got his nickname?"

"Ah? How would I know this?" An Luoyi couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw the man in front of him, who didn't seem to be particularly impressed by his beauty.

How did she know that Zhang Qian just got another [-] million in cash and ten courtyard houses, and he hasn't recovered yet!

"Because, my classmate, he was bitten by a snake! As a result, his legs were swollen like radishes for many days, so from then on, he got the nickname "radish!" Zhang Qian said with a smile.

"Puchi! Hahaha!"

An Luoyi laughed again when he heard his words.

"Are you making fun of me?" She looked down at her swollen calf, pretending to be angry.

Chapter 5 Selling Silver Dollars

It was already early morning when I came out of the hospital.

Zhang Qian and An Luoyi exchanged phone calls.An Luoyi also said that he would keep in touch in the future.

This makes Zhang Qian, who has been single for 20 years, feel flattered.When walking on the road, he kept giggling and didn't pay much attention to the road.

Nearly got hit by a car several times.

After those cars stopped, they kept exhaling fragrance, but Zhang Qian was always cheerful.So much so that these people thought this kid was a fool, so they didn't know him as well.

After returning home, Zhang Qian still seemed to be in a dream.

18 silver dollars, a Maybach Exelero, saved An Luoyi, and ten courtyard houses.

These were things he had never even dared to think about.

Especially the 18 silver dollars are always uneasy at home.

To sell as soon as possible.

But today is too late, we can only wait until tomorrow morning.

Early the next morning.

Zhang Qian got up from the bed early, drove a Maybach Exelero, and took [-] silver dollars to the street of antiques.

With the skills of a veteran driver, Zhang Qian drove at lightning speed along the way.

A real experience of what is called speed and passion.

However, the cars on the road kept a distance of at least four or five meters from him, and there were some cheap cars that would rather slow down than appear in front of him.

So much so that Zhang Qian couldn't even overtake a car along the way.

The journey was smooth, so that his old driver's skills were not at all brought into play.

This made Zhang Qian look depressed.

When he came to Antique Street, he found an antique shop and stopped the car.

Zhang Qian walked inside.

The two greeters at the door saw that Zhang Qian was driving a Maybach Exelero, and quickly bowed.

"welcome."

After Zhang Qian entered, he saw a middle-aged fat man sitting on the counter, so he walked over.

"Boss, do you accept cash dollars?"

When the middle-aged fat man saw Zhang Qian selling goods all over his body, he looked down upon him a bit, thinking that he was just an ordinary retail investor who didn't have much goods in his hands.

So he said absent-mindedly: "One piece is six hundred, no counter-offering."

Zhang Qian said with a smile: "Boss, the price is quite fair, but my quantity...is a bit big, I wonder if you can eat it?"

"Can't eat?" The boss sneered, and said a little angrily: "You don't even ask, what is the status of my Jubaozhuang in the antique street."

"No matter how much you have in your hand, I can eat it."

"That's okay." Zhang Qian nodded.

What he was most worried about was that his 18 silver dollars were too large for the antique shop.

The boss puffed out his chest, and said in a confident manner: "Do you have more than 1000 yuan in your hand, or two or three thousand?"

"Neither." Zhang Qian shook his head.

The boss frowned and asked, "Is it only a few hundred yuan?"

But Zhang Qian still shook his head.

"No? That's a few dozen dollars?" The boss sneered: "Young man, I'm not talking about you, you're too loud."

"I thought it was really a big business, a waste of my feelings."

Only then did Zhang Qian say, "It's 1 yuan."

"One, 1 yuan!!!"

The boss was startled, and looked at Zhang Qian in disbelief: "How much did you just say?"

Zhang Qian replied seriously: "1 yuan."

"Boy, don't lie to me, I will take it seriously." The boss's forehead was already dripping with sweat.

1 yuan, he can afford it, but if that happens, I am afraid that his family will be wiped out.

The key is that the cowhide has been blown out, and it is not easy to get it back now.

"I really didn't lie to you. I brought all the things and put them outside."

Zhang Qian pointed to the sports car outside the door.

After a while, he transported all the 1 silver dollars in the car to the store and piled them on the ground.

Under the illumination of the lights, the silver dollars all over the floor looked dazzling as if the ground had been plated with silver.

The staff in the store all looked at the silver coins on the ground with hot eyes.

The little girls looked at Zhang Qian with beautiful eyes, as if they saw delicious food. If there were no people here, they might have wiped out Zhang Qian.

The boss walked over and after careful identification, he was sure that these were all real.