Traveling through the Korean War: I am He Yuzhu

Chapter 228 9 Admirals

He Yuzhu had no particular interest in antiques before, as his mind was entirely focused on fighting wars and building the country. But now it is different. He is no longer an official and lives a free life. It is a good idea for him to collect antiques occasionally to cultivate his sentiments.

Antiques bear traces of the passage of time and have a strong historical flavor and significance.

He Yuzhu deliberately cultivated his interest in antiques.

During the long years, you must always have your own interests and hobbies.

Life has become a little more interesting.

He Yuzhu asked Bai Ling: "Miss Bai, besides working at the police station, do you have any hobbies in private?"

Bai Ling thought for a moment and replied, "I like to collect perfumes, all kinds of perfumes, buy them when you see them."

He Yuzhu nodded.

No wonder He Yuzhu could smell the scent of perfume from Bai Ling every time he saw her.

People like this.

Although perfume is not of much value, people still like it.

"I do know how to make perfume. I'll make a bottle of perfume for you if I have the chance," said He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu has gained so many things from the system over the years. He is also a [Perfume Master]. He Yuzhu can make thousands of perfumes at will.

"Okay."

Bai Ling nodded heavily.

She couldn't imagine that He Yuzhu also knew about perfume.

Could this be the Prince of Legends?

Get along well with her.

He Yuzhu is just perfect.

"arrive."

"Qinglong Mountain is quite bumpy and is only a few hundred meters away from Qinglong Lake. Bai Ling, come down and we'll push the bikes over there." He Yuzhu said to Bai Ling.

"it is good."

Bai Ling nodded.

The two walked side by side, pushing their bicycles downhill towards Qinglong Lake.

At this time the sun was setting.

The shadow of the 28-inch bicycle was stretched very far and very long.

The scene was as beautiful as a painting.

……

And this time.

The antique stall outside Dongzhimen.

A man who was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old walked over with his hands behind his back. The man's name was Jiumen Admiral, a nobleman from Sijiu City. His home was near Zhengyang Gate. He got this nickname because one of his ancestors had served as Jiumen Admiral.

The Nine Gates Admiral was breathing heavily at this time.

Blushing and thick neck.

Her face was rosy.

Admiral Jiumen kept looking for something in the antique stall and gradually became sweaty.

Even gnashing of teeth.

I was so angry that I stamped my feet.

"Where's the stuff!"

"Where's the stuff!"

“Where are my stamps?”

The Nine Gates Admiral loudly questioned the antique stall owner.

My throat is a little split.

The antique stall owner did not answer Admiral Jiumen's question for a while. Instead, he glared at Admiral Jiumen with a look of contempt.

"I remember you. You came to my place an hour ago, right? You were picky and choosey. I asked you to buy something but you didn't buy it. You ignored me and then said you had no money. You suddenly turned around and ran away. You didn't treat me like a human being at all. And you said I would save whatever you wanted to buy for you. Now that the item is gone, why are you mad at me? Do I deserve to live like this with you?"

"I don't owe you anything."

"You look so arrogant and have no manners at all."

"The Qing Dynasty is dead."

“Everyone is equal now.”

The owner of the antique stall went to face the Nine-Gate Admiral, who questioned him profusely. The Nine-Gate Admiral kept staring at him, so he spoke to the Nine-Gate Admiral in a sarcastic tone.

Anyway, the stall owner has made money today, so he doesn't want to waste time talking to the Nine-Gate Admiral, so he will not do this business anymore.

Don't try to make money just to save face.

Don't spoil her.

The Nine Gates Admiral was still questioning loudly: "The stamp is right there in the corner. Will it be blown away by the wind? No one will buy that thing. Stop talking nonsense to me. I want to buy that stamp. Come on, help me find it."

Faced with the sarcasm of the traffickers, the Nine-Gates Admiral, who was usually called "Grandpa" by everyone around him, no longer had any airs.

I was so anxious that I almost cried.

Really urgent.

urgent.

All he wanted now was that stamp.

"Oh, you're looking for stamps."

"I gave that stamp to someone else as a gift." The stall owner said indifferently.

"What!?"

"Do you know what that is?"

“You can just give it to others.”

"Confused."

"You are confused."

When the Nine Gates Admiral heard this, he almost vomited two liters of blood.

He treats it as a treasure.

It was given to others as a gift.

So nauseating.

"how."

"You don't even have money to buy stamps to send letters, so you have to use old stamps, right?" The stall owner mocked the Nine Gates Admiral.

The Nine Gates Admiral Nine came up with an overbearing attitude.

He was unhappy.

"I'm using some old stamps. They're Qing Dynasty dragon stamps."

"The Great Qing Dragon Ticket!"

"It's enough to buy three of your lives, you know."

The Nine Gates Admiral pointed at the stall owner's nose and spit at him.

Lungs exploded.

When he came for the first time, he saw the Qing Dynasty Dragon Banknotes, but he had no money on him, so he hurried home to get money. As a result, he now had the money, but the Qing Dynasty Dragon Banknotes were gone.

It was obvious that since the stamps were taken away as gifts, that person must know something about stamps, so the Nine-Gate Admiral told the truth in front of the stall owner. Anyway, the stamps were not bought by the Nine-Gate Admiral, so there was no need for him to keep the secret of the Qing Dynasty Dragon Stamps from others.

Admiral of the Nine Gates, this old guy is very bad.

Collect antiques.

There are really no good people.

This business is as deep as the ocean.

"cut."

"What are you pretending to be?"

"It seems like he understands it very well."

"You are just trying to piss me off on purpose, right?"

"I won't buy into that."

The stall owner sneered.

I didn't pay much attention to what Admiral 9 said.

"Do you know what the man who bought your stamps looks like?" asked the Admiral of Jiumen.

"He is handsome and suave. I have never seen such a handsome man in the whole city."

"He's about 1.85 meters tall, very tall."

"He must have been a soldier. He has a straight back."

"The temperament is different from that of ordinary people."

"Why, you still want to go and get the stamps back? Stop acting like that. You just can't afford stamps, so you're looking for old stamps to use to send letters, right? You're so poor, so let's just not write letters, okay?" The stall owner continued to speak sarcastically and slandered the Nine Gates Admiral.

"You know nothing."

The Nine Gates Admiral cursed.

I couldn't hold back any longer and spewed some trash words at the stall owner.

"Nima's."

"If I didn't have to do business, I would kill you."

When the Nine-Gates Admiral left, the stall owner started cursing and almost couldn't help but beat up the Nine-Gates Admiral.

The Nine Gates Admiral said to himself, "I love the Qing Dynasty Dragon Stamp so much. I must get it. I must find that guy and get the stamp."