With a flash of white light, Yang Hao returned to his modern home.
"Congratulations to the host for completing the main mission of the 'Eight Hundred' world. Proficient in Japanese ~"
"The host performed in the midst of war and shocked the music industry of Shanghai. The piano emperor level eight "
"Proficient in Japanese ~" Not only did he speak Japanese with a standard Tokyo accent, but he also spoke with other accents.
During the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese army was recruited by local units. Usually, a division came from the same city and surrounding areas, and there was more than one division stationed in a place.
With Japanese Proficiency, he could pretend to be a Japanese from any place without being detected.
As for the " piano emperor level eight ", it referred to the recognition level of the Royal Academy of Music for the ability of the pianist.
The so-called levels 1 to 10 in the country were actually just the levels that amateurs set for themselves. The standards that professionals recognized were all the levels of Emperor.
Yang Hao's previous piano level was actually an amateur level 9.
The March of the Steel Torrent and the Blue Danube were only mastered because he had practiced a lot.
If it were any other song, his fingers would not be able to handle it.
Now that he had "Emperor of the piano level eight," it was equivalent to typing foreign languages on the keyboard at a very fast speed. (Don't be angry, I'm just writing a novel ~)
"Playing the piano isn't bad. It's suitable for acting tough ~" Yang Hao looked at his ten fingers and couldn't help but smile.
His fingers were slender and long, looking like hands that could be used to write, eat, or play the piano, but…
He did not have any artistic cells.
Be it musical instruments, painting, or calligraphy, none of them were allowed.
He only learned how to play the piano a few years ago when he was working in the escape room. He only learned it by memorizing and treating his colleagues to a meal.
After taking out a can of Otaku Happy Drink from the fridge and drinking two mouthfuls, Yang Hao lay down on the sofa again.
At this moment, his gaze suddenly caught sight of a 'great ancestor's head' under the ashtray.
"Why did I transmigrate?" He suddenly realized that he had wanted to make money at that time.
"Year 18 of the Republic of China, one corner sailboat, 30000 yuan."
Looking at the price on the website, Yang Hao put the big dollar in his hand aside and picked up another one.
" 1922 One Round Sailboat " looked at the number and couldn't help but curse," Only 280 dollars?!”
F * ck, this is worthless!
Then, he looked at the next one.
Sister Rong gave him four large yellow croakers, which was four kilograms of gold.
Although these things were valuable, in the western border, with the police's control, he had no chance to make a move.
So, he thought of the silver coins he had looted from the corpses in the warehouse.
There were a total of 53 of them, and they were all placed in front of the keyboard.
"Sigh, this is valuable ~"
Looking at the information on the webpage, Yang Hao smiled happily.
"The 25th year of the Republic of China, a round back ancient cloth, 80000 yuan."
"I have three of them here. In that case, these three alone can be exchanged for 240,000 yuan ~"
No wonder so many people wanted to transmigrate. Money came too quickly!
Yang Hao struck while the iron was hot. It took him half an hour to figure out the price of the 53 yuan he had gotten back.
There were nine more valuable ones. The most expensive ones were three worth 80,000 yuan, then one worth 50,000 yuan, one worth 30,000 yuan, followed by two worth 20,000 yuan, and two worth 10,000 yuan.
If these nine dollars were distributed, they could be sold for 390,000 yuan.
Including the remaining ones that were worth 200 to 3,000 yuan, the total was exactly 420,000 yuan.
In the afternoon, Yang Hao found a buyer on the Internet and bought a ticket to Feiguan Pass without hesitation.
The next morning, at the antique street in the ancient capital of Guanzhong.
"Brother Lei ~" The manager of the antique store looked at the money and raised four fingers at Yang Tao.
"400,000?" Yang Hao frowned."It's a little too little ~"
"The price is a little different from the price on the Internet, but the difference is not big ~" The other party held a purple clay pot and drank tea, giving Yang Hao time to think.
"Your ocean version is correct, but the quality is a little bad ~"
" What about this?" He threw out a Three-Bird coin.
"Three bird coins?" The other party picked it up and looked at it."Why is there a pit here?"
" It was left behind by an old cadre when he besieged Wu Sman. It was shot by a box cannon." Yang Hao held his teacup and looked at the other party, waiting for him to make a decision.
" Then this is worth a lot of money." The other party took the big money and admired it curiously." The price of three bird coins is already quite good. You have an additional story. It's just nice to hype it up."
" How about this?" The other party put down the money and looked at Yang Hao." Three Bird Coins. The ones in good condition now cost 170,000 yuan each. Yours has an extra bullet mark. I'll give you 180,000 yuan."”
"What do you think?"
"Everything, 600,000! I'll sell it!"
"Deal!" The other party slammed the table." Do you want to transfer the money or cash?"
"Transfer the money!"
···
" System, when can I return to the world of Eight Hundred?"
"Half a month later ~"
"Half a month later?" After a moment of silence, he walked to the window.
Looking at the city, he fell silent again.
Taobao didn't provide free shipping, and he was even questioned by the community police when he bought a game prop…
"Let's leave!"
"I won't die if I don't eat mutton skewers, but I can't buy what I need here ~"
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