Chapter 934

Zhang Heng didn't care with the old man either.

He took off the gun and looked at it. He found that there was no bullet in it, so he gave the shotgun back to the other side. Then he picked up the things he had put on the ground before and followed the old man into his shop.

"Where are the things?"

"Well, just put it anywhere. I'll clean it up later." The old man's attitude improved a lot after he was pointed at by the gun.

So Zhang Heng put the pile of things in his hand on one side of the table, and then looked around. The house of old things is really a concentration camp for old things. The goods here basically have many heads, from the 100m router to the old teapot, stamps, commemorative coins, and even a range hood. Of course, the most in the shop are books, all kinds of paper books, and so on Little old newspapers are carefully collected.

It also makes it look like a library.

But Zhang Heng's eyes finally fell on a car model, and he asked, "how do you sell that?"

The old man looked in the direction of Zhang Heng's finger. "Oh, this is an early toy made of building blocks. It was made by the first toy companies that produced building blocks. It used to be very popular, but at that time, the building blocks were just simple building blocks. They didn't have so many functions. Later, other manufacturers produced more intelligent gadgets. In addition, the company's own blind transformation eventually resulted in poor management Shanshan has closed down. This is something I received with great commemorative value. I have to sell 800 credit points anyway. "

"It's too expensive." Zhang Heng went to the car model while bargaining, picked it up and looked at it carefully. He found the familiar logo of LEGO on the convex points of the parts, and Zhang Heng was relieved. He was worried that Lego did not appear because of the change of the world line or other reasons.

In this way, the infinite building block he carried with him would not be used again.

Now with this LEGO model car, he can activate the class B prop on his body, and the infinite building block itself is also the most suitable prop for dealing with complex environment.

"Good things are never cheap." The old man said, then he frowned, "do you come to my shop just to buy building blocks?"

"No, I also want to know where the shellac records are." Zhang Heng said, "the owner of an audio equipment store told me that I could come here and try my luck."

"Then you've come to the right place." The old man said, "now few people know about shellac records. This is an audio medium that was born at the beginning of the last century. The records made from the purple natural resin secreted by the shellac insect after absorbing leaves and adding clay, cotton fiber and other mixtures have occupied a dominant position in the market until the end of World War II, but later because of the origin of the materials, they were sold With the invasion of Japan and the advent of vinyl records, this kind of record was soon eliminated. Of course, not long after that, vinyl records were also eliminated by CDs, and then there were various formats of digital audio.

"It is said that there are still some small factories on the earth producing CDs and vinyl records to meet a small part of the demand, but shellac records No one has reproduced them, which makes them very rare. To be honest, this kind of thing is not suitable for storing audio. A record can only be heard for a few minutes, and the sound is not well preserved. Why are you interested in shellac records? "

"People always have to find new hobbies for themselves from time to time," Zhang Heng said. "So do you have shellac records here?"

"Ha," the old man snorted, but he didn't answer immediately. He put his hands across his chest and looked at Zhang Heng. "You even have to haggle over the building blocks. I don't think you can afford the price I want. How do I know if I take out the shellac record, you won't run away like those two little bastards."

"Because the quantity I want is quite large. I want to make a long-term deal with you more than just grab one." Zhang Heng said, "you seem to have many channels to collect these old things. I want to buy the whole new Shanghai 0297 shellac record."

"It's impossible. Do you know how much it costs? And it's not just about money. " The old portrait heard a joke and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter. I have plenty of time. We can take our time." Zhang Hengdao.

"Oh, I wouldn't be so sure if I were you." The old man said, "but I can sell you some shellac records for the sake of helping me get things back." Without blinking his eyes, he reported a number, "three thousand, three thousand credit points."

"A hundred." Zhang Heng didn't blink either.

"Are you here to pick things up?" The old man said angrily.

"You started it first," Zhang Heng said. "You also said that there are not many people who know shellac records these days, and even fewer people collect them. If I guess correctly, your shellac records can't be sold at all. It's better to wholesale them to me at a lower price."

"What do you know! You don't know the value of these old things at all. I'd better take one hundred credit points to the grave and listen to it myself. "

"But you don't want me to keep thinking about digging your grave." Zhang Hengdao.

The old man was completely angry and laughed, but then he seemed to think of something, and his anger subsided a little. "You're right. Besides you, no one will want those shellac records. I can sell them to you at a low price, or even give them to you directly.""But?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"But you have to give me something I need in exchange."

"What do you need?"

"Although you are ostentatious, your skill is not bad. I want you to be my bodyguard and accompany me to meet someone. He lives on the first floor, which is not very safe, especially if I go alone."

"I'm afraid I'll have to go back, because I've just got a job as a bodyguard. It will take me two weeks to protect you." Zhang Hengdao.

"No, I don't need you to protect me all the time. I just asked you to accompany me to meet someone." The old man said, "can you spare time, just four or five hours."

"If so, there's no problem."

Xu Qian has to live every day, especially in the evening, which usually lasts until 12 o'clock. According to their previous agreement, Zhang Heng only needs to get back to his place before 12 o'clock.

"You wait." After getting Zhang Heng's reply, the old man turned to one side of the bookshelf, took out an iron box from the side, opened a paper bag and handed it to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng didn't have to open the paper bag to know what was in it, because the system prompt tone told him that he had found a shellac record and got 10 points.

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