Fisherwoman: After my divorce, I became rich by fishing at sea

"Uncle Wan, long time no see, your business is still booming!"

Wan Jinlai smiled modestly, "Not bad, not bad. How is it? Did you bring any good treasures this time?"

This is exactly what Fu Wan was waiting for.

"I don't have any good treasures, but I do have a few things. I'd like to ask if you would accept them."

"Collect, collect them all!"

What Fu Wan wanted to give out were naturally gold bricks and gold bars.

She didn't bring out the treasures at home, but only brought a gold brick and two gold bars to test the waters.

Fu Wan had asked Qin Fu privately about this matter before, and Qin Fu's suggestion was to sell it to Wan Jinlai.

There's no better place to sell than his auction house.

Besides, his place is big and he has seen many things, so no one will ask about the origins of things.

The fact was exactly as Qin Fu had expected. After seeing the gold bricks and gold bars that Fu Wan took out, Wan Jinlai did not ask about the origins of these things. He just took a look and saw that there was no mark on them, then arranged for someone to weigh them and calculate the money for Fu Wan.

If Fu Wan took this thing out in Longhai City, it would definitely attract attention.

But in the capital, where wealthy families are everywhere, it is not surprising to see a few gold bricks and bars.

The gold bricks that Fu Wan brought weighed two kilograms, and the two gold bars weighed fifty grams each, which means that the gold bricks and gold bars together weighed a total of 1,100 grams.

The recycling price of gold here at Wanjinlai is fifty yuan per gram. The total price of these two things is just over twice that of the gold needles.

After doing the math, Fu Wan always felt that she had lost out.

Those twelve gold needles together weigh less than half a gold bar.

But think about it carefully, things like golden needles are difficult to make and are usually passed down from medical families.

Moreover, even if you have money now, you may not be able to find a craftsman who can make gold needles. After all, the needles are used for acupuncture, and they cannot be ground into small pieces like embroidery needles.

If the details are not handled properly, it will affect the doctor's treatment.

After the public security department came to escort Hong Shanhu, Fu Wan and Qin Fu and others drove back.

This trip was quite rewarding.

He sold the gold bricks to buy a pair of gold needles and spent 250,000 to help the blood coral return to the museum.

Before coming here, Fu Wan thought that gold was as expensive as it is in later generations, but now the price is not attractive at all.

Fu Wan sat in the car and tried hard to recall. In her previous life, she didn't pay much attention to gold, so her memory of the gold trend was not particularly clear.

I just remember hearing others say that gold would skyrocket due to war and various factors.

But that was decades later. Now, in the late 1980s and late 1990s, the global economy was stabilizing, and it should have been a time when gold prices were gradually falling.

So if I sell gold in the next few years, the price will not be high.

Fu Wan couldn't help but hold her forehead when she thought of this. She had forgotten to review the events of her past life recently. Fortunately, she only sold a small amount, so it wasn't too much of a loss.

At worst, she could wait for the gold price to be lower and then buy some more.

"Shit, there's a car behind us."

Fu Wan's thoughts were interrupted by Qin Fu's words. She subconsciously turned her head to look behind her, and sure enough, there was a gray Santana following them not far behind.

Judging from the distance, it should be about a hundred meters.

"Are you just passing by?"

Fu Wan's face became serious, and Qin Fu shook his head with a serious face.

Fang Min reached out for her bag even more cautiously, which contained the weapons that Fu Wan had brought with her.

Seeing this, Fu Wan quickly held her hand and said, "Don't worry, it hasn't come to that yet."

Even if they have equipment, they cannot show it. This is the capital city, in broad daylight, and the people behind them dare not do anything.

"Is it Yamamoto Benro?"

Fu Wan boldly guessed that they had not offended anyone when they came to the capital.

What Sun Fugui said was absolutely right. This person was indeed narrow-minded and would not wait until the next day to take revenge.

"Brother Qin, I'll call the police first. There aren't many people here, and there are no cars on the road. Let's take him for a walk!"

Qin Fu thought about it and agreed to Fu Wan's suggestion. What he really wanted to do was to take these people to the alleys in the city, and then call a few brothers to beat them up.

But this place is too far from the city, and Yamamoto Benro may not be so obedient.

"Okay, report it to the police first. I want to see what they want to do!"

Qin Fu slowed down as he spoke, giving the car behind enough time to catch up.

The two cars approached each other. After calling the police and putting down her mobile phone, Fu Wan also saw Yamamoto Benjiro sitting in the passenger seat with a grim smile on his face.

At this moment, Yamamoto Jiro's eyes were full of madness, and he kept ordering the driver next to him: "Chase them and hit their car!"

"Yamamoto-kun, we can't do this."

The person behind whispered, "We are now on Chinese territory. If something goes wrong, then..."

"Baga, are we going to be bullied like this?"

Yamamoto Jiro cursed, his chest heaving violently with anger.

As they were talking, the front of their car had already caught up with the rear of Qin Fu's car.

"It doesn't matter if you don't hit them, just drive over and scare them. It would be best if they flip over themselves!"

There was a glint of malice in Yamamoto Jiro's eyes. His driver had been following him for a long time and had driven according to his requirements to scare others in the past.

Hearing that there would be no collision, driver Itohara breathed a sigh of relief.

His grandfather was one of the invaders who set foot on this land, but after returning from China, he vowed never to set foot on Chinese soil again.

And before Ito came to China, his grandfather had warned him several times that the Chinese were not easy to mess with, and if he messed with the Chinese, he might lose his life.

It’s good that he didn’t crash the car. A little scare shouldn’t be enough to make the Chinese take his life.

He had also heard Fu Wan ridiculing Yamamoto Benro at the auction venue. Such an impolite woman really needed a lesson.

Itohara turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Fu Wan and the others' car.

Qin Fu sneered, cursed him as a grandson, and stepped on the accelerator.

Damn it, grandpa will teach these devils how to drive today!

Seeing this, Fu Wan and Fang Min hurriedly fastened their seat belts.

Qin Fu's driving skills were obviously better than the car behind him. Every time the shabby Santana was about to catch up, Qin Fu would accelerate violently. When he had left the car behind by a distance, he would slow down and wait.

After fishing back and forth a few times, Itohara's anger was ignited.

The warning not to offend the Chinese was instantly forgotten.

Yamamoto is right, these Chinese people should be taught a lesson!

So, Itohara didn't plan to stop the car, he just stepped on the accelerator and rammed Qin Fu's car.

Who would have thought that when they saw an intersection, Qin Fuli landed and turned the steering wheel to change the road. It was too late for Panasonic to change direction, so he could only turn the steering wheel sharply.

In a flash, Fang Min threw the stone in her hand. Before Yamamoto Jiro could react to what happened, their car tire deflated and the car was going too fast, so the whole car flipped over.

"Oh, noob!"

Qin Fu sneered, and Fu Wan and Fang Min nodded in agreement.

What a rookie indeed!

You don’t even know how to drive, yet you’re trying to steer others’ cars!