After the transaction was completed, Hans and Chicano shook hands and said goodbye.
Outside the building, Li Du asked, "Who did you sell the umbrella to? Has the price been agreed? "
The reason he asked this was that it was not Hans's style.
Indeed, treasure hunters valued their credibility. If the transaction was completed, they could not go back on their word.
However, the deal for the umbrella was not completed. Under such circumstances, based on Li Du's understanding of Hans, he would choose the best buyer and would definitely listen to Chicano's offer.
Hearing Li Du's question, Hans said, "I found the seller, but the price has not been agreed."
Li Du asked curiously, "Then why don't you listen to Chicano's offer?"
Hans pointed to his head. "Brother, brains are a good thing —"
"Spit it out!"
Hans said, "Alright, alright. Just like the Ecstasy Goddess statue, the umbrella also has a number. However, the number is on the umbrella cloth and cannot be changed. If he sees the number and finds out that the umbrella and the hood emblem do not match, what will he think? "
"Also, this guy didn't really want to buy an umbrella. He wanted to see our character. I showed him the image of a trustworthy businessman. He was satisfied, and we were satisfied. That's how we closed the deal."
Li Du nodded. Indeed, Chicano had only asked about the umbrella once. After Hans rejected him, he did not ask again.
If Chicano was really interested in the umbrella, he would not let it go so easily.
Without a doubt, although he had the help of the little bug, he still had a lot to learn in the storage auction industry. Li Du sighed.
After leaving the building, they went to find a hotel to rest. The deal for the umbrella would be done at night.
In the evening, after dinner, Hans took them on a bus to a busy street.
"This is Broadway, buddy. You didn't come last time. This time, you can take a good look."
Li Du leaned against the window and asked, "Where are we going?"
"To your hometown," Hans said.
Li Du suddenly understood. "LA's Chinatown?"
"Yeah."
Walking north for less than a kilometer, Chinatown would be there.
Los Angeles' Chinatown was connected to the old downtown area. It was one of the largest Chinese gathering places on the West Coast of the United States. A large number of immigrants from China lived nearby.
But now, Chinatown was no longer exclusive to the Chinese. Immigrants from all over Asia liked to live here. Chinatown had gradually become a recognition and respect for Asian culture among the American people.
Starting from the second half of the 20th century, the number of Chinese immigrants in Los Angeles increased dramatically, and Chinatown was divided into three regions.
Among them, the one they were going to was the oldest. The Chinese living there were mainly immigrants from the Guangfu area.
As for the other two, one was called Little Taipei, which was dominated by Taiwanese Chinese, and the other was called New Chinatown, which was dominated by new immigrants who came to Los Angeles in the 21st century.
This Chinatown was built in the old Chinese architectural style. There was an antique archway at the entrance. The streets were filled with red lanterns, and the shop signs were written in Chinese characters.
After getting off the bus, Hans said to Big Quinn, "Buddy, put on your sunglasses and hang the bayonet out — at least show the handle."
Big Quinn did as he was told, and then a fierce-looking man appeared behind them.
Li Du was puzzled and asked, "What's up?"
Hans said, "The security here is not very good. We have to let Big Quinn keep these b * stards in check."
Li Du asked, "We Chinese have a mild temper. Will the security in the gathering place be bad?"
Hans said, "Anyway, I saw on the news that the violent crime rate in Los Angeles has increased by 21% compared to last year. The violent crime rate and property crime rate in the urban area and Chinatown has increased by 67% compared to the same period last year."
As they walked in, Li Du understood why Hans had brought Big Quinn along.
The security in Chinatown was indeed not good. Before nightfall, many gloomy looking youths had begun to move through the streets and alleys.
However, looking at the appearance of these people, they were not Chinese. They looked more like Vietnamese, Indonesians, Koreans, and Japanese.
He raised his doubts, and Hans nodded. "Yes, the chaotic security here has little to do with the Chinese, but it can be said that it has a lot to do with them."
"Why?"
"Because the Chinese are hardworking and thrifty, and you have a mild temper, so some b * stards like to bully you. They constantly invade Chinatown and create this chaos."
Although they were all yellow-skinned Asians, it was easy to distinguish Chinese, Vietnamese, Indonesians, and Burmese from their appearance.
When a few of the smoking youths saw Li Du, who was dressed in high-end clothes, they could not help but walk toward him. When they saw Big Quinn behind him, who looked like a King Kong gorilla, they would subconsciously stop in their tracks.
It was Big Quinn's first time in Los Angeles' Chinatown. He realized that he had a lot of responsibility, so he exposed more of his bayonet. The entire handle of the bayonet was exposed.
Li Du sighed. "What kind of trading partner did you find? Why do you have to trade at night? "
Hans said, "The other party requested it, so I brought Big Quinn. Tonight's trade may not go smoothly. The other party is an explorer, and they are all outlaws."
As he spoke, he searched the map and finally found a shop called "Tang Dynasty Longevity Vault."
Seeing the name of the shop, Li Du could not help but laugh.
Hans asked, "What's wrong?"
Li Du pointed to the plaque and said, "Do you know what's written on it?"
"Of course I don't know. How would I know Chinese?" Hans said unhappily.
Li Du glared at him and said, "I wanted to explain it to you. I was just asking casually."
Hans spread his hands and said, "Then hurry up and explain."
Li Du said, "It says' Tang Dynasty Longevity Vault. 'This should be a pawnshop. Longevity Vault is the name of a pawnshop. It originated from the Song Dynasty, and in the Tang Dynasty, it was usually called' Quality Vault. '"
Hans was confused. "Okay, so what's so funny?"
Li Du said helplessly, "The name is a little messy."
"That's right, this name is messy. D * mn, it's all your fault, Old Tang. Why are you pretending to be a cultured person?" A rough voice rang out.
As the voice rang out, a strong middle-aged man walked out of the house.
The middle-aged man was about 40 years old. He had an elegant short beard, rough skin, and sharp eyes. He walked with a majestic gait, giving the first impression that he was a tough guy.
He looked at the three of them. When he saw Big Quinn, his expression did not change. However, when he looked down and saw the bayonet, he frowned and said, "Butcher? Interesting. "
Li Du did not want to cause any misunderstandings. This middle-aged man gave him a fierce feeling. If things were to get out of hand, Big Quinn might not be able to control him.
Therefore, he quickly said, "Hello, we are here to do business. We are selling an umbrella."
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