NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 2: Chapter 2: Find a way to make some money!
After several trials.
Rhodes came to a conclusion.
The essence of sacrificial power is equivalent exchange, but this so-called equivale different from what he imagined.
It's like a delicate modern art clock, and a tattered and tattered antique from the la century.
It's the equivalent.
A delicate watch, and a bunch of watch parts that have just left the factory.
Also the equivalent thing.
Even a couch and a pile of rotten wood are equivalent things.
The reward received after each sacrifice is entirely a matter of luck.
Rhodes looked at the table of things he had sacrificed.
A few silver coins of various styles look old, about ninety percent new.
It was something he had exchanged for the few dollars he had on his body.
In addition to that, there is a well-maintained guitar.
A gilded European-style table clock, a pile of scattered parts, and a pile of trash that is not a material.
"These things, together, should be able to sell for some money."
Rhodes looked at the antique table clock on the table, although he couldn't tell what the age was, it should be an old antique with a history.
Also, it looks like it's well preserved.
Thinking of this, Rhodes found a box to put the gilded table clock and other loose things.
Cycle to the largest antique shop in the heart of the city.
In addition to selling antiques, it also buys a variety of antiques.
He came here because the owner of the shop was a very wealthy collector.
Doing business is just a passing, and collecting antiques is a real hobby.
When I encounter a good thing, I am very willing to pay for it.
Jingle bells!
The doorbell rang, and Rhodes pushed the door open and walked in.
Inside the room, an old white man with glasses who looked to be sixty or seventy years old was carefully wiping a silver gun.
In the huge antique shop, there are also a few tall waiters standing scattered.
The United States is famous for its zero-dollar shopping activities, and antique stores with huge cash flow like this can easily be targeted by poor and crazy little people.
These attendants actually perform the duties of security guards as well.
Rod glanced at it, and it could be seen from the standing posture of these waiters that they should all be veterans.
Tut!
The background of this antique shop is not small.
Rod didn't think much of it and went straight to the counter.
"I want to sell something, how much is this worth?"
As he spoke, he took out the gilded table clock from the box.
"Huh!"
Behind the counter, the eyes of the bespectacled old white man lit up.
Put on white gloves and carefully pick up the clock and look at it.
"It is rare to find a palace gilded table clock in the Middle European century that has been so well preserved."
The old man couldn't put it down and admired the table clock in his hand, and he could see that he liked it very much.
"According to the price on the market, the value of this grandfather clock is about 8,000-10,000 US dollars, but this grandfather clock is very well preserved, and I like this thing very much."If you sell it to me, I can give you $15,000."
"There's no one here who is going to offer more than me, think about it, lad."
The old man looked at Rhodes and said directly.
Hiss!
How much?
Fifteen thousand dollars!
Rod's heart jumped, he never expected that this gold-plated antique table clock would be so valuable.
The modern clock he bought was worth less than a hundred dollars.
The backhand directly made nearly a hundred times the profit.
It's a money grab!
"Deal!"
Anyway, it's a free pick-up, and if you sell it, you make a profit, and he doesn't bother to bargain.
Seeing the old white man carefully put away the clock, Rod took out another guitar case from the box.
"How much is this thing worth, I'm going to sell it together."
Rhodes left the guitar case on the counter casually, not thinking how much a guitar would be worth.
The reason why that gilded grandfather clock is worth so much is because it is an antique.
This guitar is estimated to be worth hundreds of dollars.
"This guitar is just plain handmade and can give you up to a thousand dollars if you're going to sell it."
The old man picked up the guitar and glanced at it, then put it back again, his face lacking interest.
$1,000 is not a lot.
After all, his psychological expectations were only a few hundred dollars
Rhodes was just about to make a deal when a voice suddenly came from the side.
"Can you show me this?"
A middle-aged man who didn't know when he appeared behind Rod looked at the guitar on the counter with blazing eyes.
"Yes!"
Rod was slightly stunned and nodded.
I don't know what's so nice about a guitar.
The middle-aged man didn't look at the guitar, but carefully looked at the box outside.
"Sure enough..."
After some careful study, the middle-aged man's gaze looked at Rhodes.
The opening directly quoted a price that shocked Rhodes.
"100,000 dollars, I want this box."
$100,000?
Rode's scalp is numb, what is worth 100,000 dollars?
Seeing the disbelief on Rod's face, the middle-aged man didn't sell it.
*This guitar case is a guitar case specially customized by Hermès for guitar master Clapton, worth 100,000 US dollars."
"I don't know why it's in your hands, but for me, it's a valuable collector's item."
As the middle-aged man spoke, he handed over a business card.
President of Hermès, Broncar.