Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

After the afternoon class, Rosen rejected the invitation from the eldest and fourth oldest brothers to have dinner together and trotted out of the school gate.

After staring at the world map, China map and HB map hanging on the wall in the bookstore across the street for a few seconds, all the information on them was imprinted in his mind.

"The new map has been loaded. You can open it and check it at any time."

A new system prompt popped up, and at the same time a small circular map appeared in the upper right corner of Rosen's field of vision.

As long as his attention was diverted, the small map would be directly transformed into a large map. No matter the direction, distance, current location, etc., everything would be clear. It was even more convenient than the game map that Rosen had used.

This immediately aroused Rosen's interest. Although he was standing on the roadside, he did not take a taxi. Instead, he scanned a shared bicycle. While experiencing the accuracy and convenience of the LV3 map expertise, he rode the bicycle through the streets and alleys of Shimen and soon arrived outside the antique shop set as the destination.

Although it is an antique shop, the items sold here are not traditional antiques such as jade, calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, bronze and wood. Instead, they are clocks, watches, lighters, necklaces, rings, etc. that look old but are not really that old.

Generally speaking, the things here are basically European and American objects, but the specific age is not very far away, at most only two or three hundred years.

Some of them are even more than a hundred years old.

For those who like old Western items, this is certainly a place worth visiting and shopping, but for traditional antique lovers, most of them will probably sneer at it.

This is normal. After all, as a country with a long history, Chinese people do have sufficient reasons to despise these "antiques" that do not even have a history of a hundred years.

Of course, Lawson didn't come here to buy things, but to buy a few small things to fill his increasingly empty wallet.

"Sir, how can I help you?"

As soon as Rosen walked into the antique shop, a pretty salesperson came up to him with a smile on her face.

"I have an old watch I want to show you, and help me estimate its value. If the price is right and you are willing to pay for it, I will sell it to you." Rosen said, taking out a watch that looked inconspicuous from his pocket and placing it on the counter.

"Please wait a moment. I will ask our appraiser to come out and take a look at it for you." When the beautiful saleswoman saw the watch, her eyes flashed and she immediately turned around to ask the so-called appraiser.

"This is the A-11 military watch from the United States during World War II."

The appraiser was about thirty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He did not look very elegant or knowledgeable, but gave Rosen the feeling that this guy was a gentleman and a big liar.

Facts have proved that Rosen's guess was correct.

“You know what? The A-11 itself is not a specific model, but rather a production standard implemented in several different variations by major American watch manufacturers during this period,” the appraiser said.

At that time, in order to supply the army, there were many manufacturers, such as Elgin, Bulova, Waltham, Hamilton, etc., and then they were supplied to the armies of various countries in the Allied forces. Because the production time was long and the output was so large, it was very common abroad. It can't be said that it was everywhere and it was not worth much. "

Rosen raised his eyebrows and said, "What about my piece? How much is it?"

"In my opinion, it's worth at most two hundred dollars." The appraiser looked at Rosen and said sincerely, "Although the value is average, it is a foreign brand after all, so it must be more expensive than domestic old watches. Do you want to sell it?"

"Ha ha……"

Rosen reached out and took the Hamilton A-11 back, saying, "I definitely want to buy it, but the price you're offering is too low."

As he spoke, he pointed to the watch in his hand and said, "It has a dustproof and waterproof case, extreme temperature resistance, and a sturdy movement with an accuracy requirement of +/- 30 seconds per day and a power reserve of 30-56 hours. More importantly, this is a completely original A-11 with almost no damage, scratches or rust. Such a perfect condition is rare even abroad. You only gave me yuan. This is a joke."

"What you said is all information from the Internet. The actual market is not like this." The appraiser gritted his teeth and insisted. "If you are willing to sell it, I will give you a little more, five hundred, how about it?"

"Forget it then." Rosen said with a smile, "I'll keep it for myself."

As he said this, Rosen put his watch in his pocket and was about to leave.

The appraiser frowned, and although he felt it was a pity, he did not stop it.

"Hey, Brother Luo, why are you here?" Just as Rosen was about to go out, a familiar voice came into his ears.

He looked up and saw that it was Hou Lei, whom he had met before because of archery.

Rosen looked at him, then looked at the shop behind him, and said with a smile, "Nothing, I just had nothing to do, so I came here to look around and broaden my horizons."

Hou Lei obviously didn't believe it, and immediately asked the beautiful saleswoman what was going on, and then asked Rosen to take out the Hamilton A-11.

After taking it in his hands and examining it carefully, Hou Lei said, "This watch is in really good condition. If you find a collector who knows its value, you can sell it for a good price. But business is business. I'm in business, and I have to make a profit. So even if it's for your sake, I can only give you 7,000 yuan for this watch. If you like it, you can keep it. If not, forget it."

"Okay." Rosen nodded.

"That's great." Hou Lei said with a smile: "Cash or transfer?"

"Don't worry." Rosen reached into his pocket and took out three more watches. He said, "I have some watches here. Please help me estimate their value and I'll sell them to you."

"German B-Uhr pilot watch, German B-UHR observer watch, British watch." Hou Lei looked at Rosen in surprise and said, "Have you disturbed the world of World War II military watches?"

"It just so happens that I have a friend who has these things." Rosen said casually.

He didn't know much about watches. After all, starting from his generation, watches were no longer a necessary item for timekeeping, but an optional luxury.

Because of the luxury, Rosen, who originally came from an ordinary family, really didn't do much research.

These watches were all spoils of war that he had looted on the battlefield. He stuffed them into a backpack and brought them back when he returned.

I brought four pieces today just to test the waters.

Of course, he wouldn't keep selling out. As long as he had enough money, he would naturally stop being a middleman.

Although Hou Lei was very curious about where these watches of very good quality came from, he was very professional and did not ask any questions, but he also offered a generous price.

This also made Lawson's wallet, which had been deflated for a long time, full again.

"Rosen, don't leave so quickly. I'll treat you to a meal later." Hou Lei stopped Rosen who was about to leave and said with a smile, "We plan to go hunting in the mountains in a few days. We can't do without you."