The Heavens: Turn into a black-eyed zombie at the start

"By the way, Aaron, you were not at home a while ago. We have a new neighbor who is a policeman. He is helping to investigate the case of Xiaoqian and Pipi recently."

"police?"

Hearing that the police moved over, Long Ao knew that Kuang Tianyou must have resurrected two second-generation zombies.

"Yeah, it just so happens that everyone is panicking these days. I want to treat everyone to a meal to appease everyone. As a landlord, I can't help much, alas."

"Sister Jiajia, what are you talking about!"

"Well, I'll treat you to this meal. I just came back and made a lot of money on this business trip. You must not argue with me!"

Don't wait for the landlord to speak.

"That's the arrangement. Sister Jiajia, please help me organize it. I'll cover all the expenses. I have something to do today, so I need to go out!"

After speaking, Long Ao nodded to Jiajia and ran out.

Looking at Long Ao's back, the landlady was at a loss.

"Why both of them are weird!"

After leaving the Jiajia Building, Long Ao took a taxi and went straight to Zhou Dasheng Gold Jewelry Store.

As soon as Long Ao entered, the eyes of the young lady at the counter lit up.

Although he was carrying a weird suitcase on his back and was holding a suitcase in his hands, he was wearing a suit that was clearly handcrafted, low-key and elegant.

With Long Ao's height of more than 1.9 meters, well-proportioned figure, and handsome face, he looks like a rich man on TV.

It has to be said that aesthetics is a reincarnation. The handmade suits of the Republic of China period are also high-end goods in modern times. The well-informed cabinet sister has no so-called arrogance at all.

"Hi sir, what would you like to buy?"

As soon as he came to the counter, Long Ao got goosebumps from the sweet voice of Zhou Dasheng's sales lady.

Frowning, the sales lady immediately realized that Long Ao didn't like this, and immediately became more formal.

"Sir, please sit down, I don't know how I can help you."

Long Ao was also polite, and directly put the small box in his hand on the counter, and opened the lid with a light pull.

"Ok?"

This time it was the turn of the sales lady to frown, because gold has been controlled in this era.

Not to mention the large amount of gold in Long Ao's box, it was obviously in the style of a small yellow croaker in the Republic of China. If something dirty got through her hands, her job would be gone.

"Sir, please wait a moment, I'll call our store manager!"

"it is good!"

Long Ao was not in a hurry, for the sake of selling this thing, the little yellow croakers he prepared were all old in the world of Uncle Nine.

Although the loss is greater, in this world, it can be sold as an antique.

Selling directly to gold stores is actually a loss.

Soon, the store manager rushed over.

A middle-aged man who is less than 1.7 meters tall, wearing glasses, gentle and friendly.

"Hello sir!"

The manager of the gold store was very polite as soon as he came in, and it seemed that he was not easy to deal with.

But now, this kind of person doesn't matter to Long Ao anymore.

"The store manager, right? I'm in a hurry, so help me order some small yellow croakers from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China."

"It's okay to sell it as an antique, but I need money recently, so you are here for emergency."

With that said, Long Ao pushed a box of gold bars over.

Seeing Long Ao's indifferent attitude, the manager's eyes under the glasses narrowed.

"Another prodigal son, with gold and jade on the outside and ruins on the inside."

Although I think Long Ao is a prodigal son, the store manager's attitude is more kind.

For him, people like Long Ao are his living God of Wealth.

"So, sir, today's gold recycling price is 80 Hong Kong dollars per gram."

"This is relatively early gold. The purity is not very stable. It will take some time to detect it. Come here to rest for a while and drink some tea."

"Hurry up and serve tea to this gentleman!"

Greeting the lady at the counter, the store manager called the master to start testing Longao's gold.

Things are definitely fine.

But it did take a long time.

"Shop manager, it's done. After converting the purity, the total is

gram. "

"

gram! "

As soon as the number came out, the store manager calculated the amount in his mind.

"Sir, the total is 230 yuan. I don't know if you want cash, check, or direct deposit to your account!"

"240?"

Long Ao frowned. Gold in this era is much cheaper than in Aaron's era.

At that time, the price of gold was three to four hundred and one grams, and this box was at least nearly ten million.

But then Long Ao became happy. Anyway, it didn't cost much money to get the gold from that world, a hundred times the profit, no matter what.

"Cash, I'll still be useful later!"

"Okay, sir, wait a moment!"

Zhou Dasheng's gold and jewelry was still strong, and it didn't take long for the store manager to walk over with a suitcase in his arms.

"Sir, hurry up!"

"No need, if there is a problem, I will come to you again."

Lifting the box, Long Ao left the gold shop.

As soon as Long Ao left, the lady at the counter got a little nervous and approached the store manager.

"Shop manager, such a large amount of gold, it can't be dirty!"

The store manager glanced at her and adjusted his glasses.

"I've called the police. It's been a long time since there was a big gold theft or robbery. This guy's little yellow croaker is indeed a good thing in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. He should be just a prodigal son."

The store manager smiled hey after he finished speaking.

"As for whether it's stolen goods or not, as long as it's not something from the local area of ​​Xiangjiang, it's his ability to bring things over. It doesn't matter if he's dirty or not."

Chapter 47 Custom Weapons!purchase

The current time is 1998. In this era, more than 200 million yuan is quite valuable.

You must know that in this era, housing prices in Beijing are only two to three thousand.

This huge sum of money can buy several large houses in the best locations in Beijing.

But to Long Ao, these things don't matter anymore.

All resources must ultimately serve for strength.

The heavens and the world have strength, and money is nothing at all.

There is another big problem, the big world of the contract is rich and powerful, but it can't get any natural treasures.

And when the first episode ends, the timeline will be reset, so it's hard to say what will be left of Long Ao.

So the first time Long Ao got the money was not to buy a house, but to customize some equipment.

Before coming back, Long Ao had prepared a lot of special steel arrowheads.

On each arrow, there is a talisman painted by Uncle Jiu with the finest cinnabar and gold powder.

There are a hundred arrows, magic-breaking talismans, corpse-suppressing talismans, sky-thunder talismans, all kinds of them.

Now Long Ao needs to customize a bow according to his own strength.

In his previous life, Long Ao was also a handicraft enthusiast, but he mainly played Gundam.

Bows and arrows are within his aesthetics, but his family conditions do not allow him to play with them.

Although I haven't touched it by hand, but after so many years of searching on the Internet, I still understand it roughly.

After getting into the car, Long Ao came to the largest sporting goods store in Kowloon Tong.

"boss!"

After two o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many people in the store.

Hearing Long Ao's voice, the dozing boss raised his head.

The moment the boss saw Long Ao, his eyes lit up.

This tall figure and strong body make him look like a rich sports fan.

"This guy looks like a rich man, big business is coming."

"Sir, may I ask what you need? I dare say that Jack's sporting goods store does not dare to say that it is the number one in Hong Kong, but as long as what you want is legal, we will definitely have it!"

"Oh? So confident?"

Looking at the man boasting about Haikou, Long Ao smiled. A confident man is the most handsome, but he doesn't know whether he will smile or not after a while.

"Help me customize a bow and arrow. I want at least five hundred pounds."

As Long Ao said his request, the boss nodded and agreed.

"No problem, sir. To order a bow, the weight is [-] pounds, right... [-] pounds..."

"Five hundred pounds???? Do you buy a bow or a couch?"

The store manager's voice suddenly rose after reacting, causing several customers in the store to turn to look at him.

"Sir, are you here to mess things up?"

After hearing Long Ao's request, the boss' attitude also changed.

You must know that the world record is only [-] pounds. Whether it is hunting or shooting targets, [-] pounds to [-] pounds is the number of pounds most people use.

"Five hundred pounds? No one in this world can pull it. You still have at least five hundred pounds?"

Looking at the constipated boss, Long Ao didn't say anything.

It's too boring to pretend to be slapped in the face, and Long Ao is not going to show him the biggest pound force bow.

Reaching into the bag, he took out a wad of money.

He threw it into the boss's arms casually.

"Deposit!"

"Think about it, can you do it?"

I have to say that money is the best medicine, better than sedatives.

The moment the money was in his arms, the store manager calmed down.

A stack of two hundred Hong Kong dollars with a face value of one hundred is 2 yuan.

And that's just a deposit.

The generosity of Long Ao's shot instantly overwhelmed the boss' anger at being molested.

"Of course, sir. Let alone five hundred pounds, you can make a thousand-pound bow if you want."

After speaking, the store manager frowned.

"However, let me tell you first. For an ordinary bow, the material requirements for more than 150 pounds are very high. Five hundred pounds can only increase the material of the bow. This way the bow will be too heavy to be used at all."