50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 334 He was shocked on his first day back.
When the workers heard that they could exchange old goods for tips, they were all happy to oblige.

These items are old, but not damaged. They can be cleaned and taken home for personal use.

Alternatively, you could take them to a flea market and sell them, which would be a significant extra income, far exceeding the tip.

On the third night, the entire house was tidied up, everything that could be replaced was replaced, and all the daily necessities were bought. This was Sun Zhiwei's second home in the United States.

On the morning of the fourth day, Sun Zhiwei got up and made himself a bowl of meat porridge, which he was enjoying in the living room.

At this moment, an old-model Jeep stopped in front of Sun Zhiwei's house, and a young man in camouflage got out of the car.

Sun Zhiwei knew from the scene that the person delivering the documents had arrived, so he quickly put down his chopsticks and went to the front door.

After meeting him, the young man asked for his driver's license, confirmed the photo and name, and then gave Sun Zhiwei a brown paper document bag.

When Sun Zhiwei opened it, he saw the certificates for the various assets he had been waiting for.

With these things, many things can be done.

He needs to go to the Ministry of Agriculture to re-register the farm, and the account for receiving subsidies needs to be changed. He also needs to go to the farm himself to reassure the farm's employees.

When domestic mines need to change the owner information at the Mineral Resources Administration Bureau, he also needs to go and see the actual situation of the mining area.

For now, we don't need to worry about the mines in Borneo. We just need to call the mine manager and wait until he has time to go there and find out more details.

This place is far from the emperor's reach, so it's foreseeable that there will be problems.

According to the original documents he signed about the mine, given the size of that iron ore mine, it was impossible for it to only generate $10 in revenue per year.

But he can't get away right now and can only maintain the status quo for the time being.

We don't need to worry about the stocks themselves. Once we figure out which companies' stocks they are, we need to store them all away for later processing.

Finally, there are two small islands. He needs to go there to check on their condition before deciding on a course of action.

However, this is the least urgent. The island won't drift away, and neither island has been developed, so nobody wants it.

With the New York matter settled, he had been away from Washington for nine days and it was time for him to leave.

On the tenth day after arriving in New York, Sun Zhiwei drove his Ford Pinto, carrying a large box of his harvest, back to his home in Washington.

Around noon, Sun Zhiwei returned to 2111 35th Street, Georgetown.

He drove the car into the garage, stored his important belongings in the storage space, and then ordered a pizza before finally resting.

In the afternoon, he left home a little early. As he passed the mall, he looked at the toilet tank; it was empty.

He placed a coded letter inside, indicating that he was canceling his leave; the mark on the water tank was still just a few drops of ink.

Not long after Sun Zhiwei left, a middle-aged woman came to clean the toilet. When she saw a few drops of ink on a water tank, she immediately perked up.

After receiving the letter, she did not delay and immediately asked for leave to go to the liaison office to report.

A little later, the middle-aged woman returned to the mall with another brown envelope and continued her cleaning work.

At 1 o'clock sharp, Sun Zhiwei walked into the already open shop. The sound of him pushing open the door startled Belinda, who was tidying up the counter.

"Ah, boss, you're finally back!" Belinda was overjoyed. That damn boss had been gone for ten days, and she was so worried about him.

In the afternoon, news of Sun Zhiwei's return spread, and before 2 p.m., customers began arriving at the door. More and more people heard the news afterward.

This left Sun Zhiwei with no time to even take photos of the antiques for his customers. He could only quickly appraise the items and ask customers who needed certificates to postpone their visits by one day.

Sun Zhiwei appraised more than 50 items in just over two hours, until he finished get off work.

It's not like when he first opened; there are hardly any customers now.

As word spread, the number of customers increased, and people began to come with all sorts of strange and unusual items.

Because many customers from the surrounding area came together today after hearing the news, the number of people was quite large, and some rather bizarre identifications were made.

A customer brought two beer bottle caps for him to examine. Belinda, who was the first to see the items, frowned and prepared to chase the troublemaker away.

Fortunately, Sun Zhiwei knew the customer who came for appraisal; he was a collector from the neighborhood, so he probably wouldn't be joking with him.

So he asked the customer to place the items on the velvet cloth on the counter for a closer look.

Upon closer inspection, he actually figured out what was inside.

This isn't actually a wine bottle cap; it's a silver box used by women in the Ming Dynasty of China to hold perfume powder, and it even has the character "香" (fragrant) engraved on it.

Its shape has nothing to do with the bottle cap, but it looks almost exactly the same.

In addition, a customer brought over a strangely shaped stone, which he assumed was a joke.

He was shocked when he instantly scanned the items using his spatial ability.

This T·M is truly an antique: a pile of excrement from the 9th century AD, possibly belonging to a Viking female pirate.

Realizing what it was, Sun Zhiwei immediately put on gloves and a mask, then took a small stick and poked at it from a distance before finally giving his identification result.

Another guest brought out a golden water bottle about 1 meter tall, which looked like an ancient water container, and asked him to appraise it.

It turned out to be a hat made of gold leaf, dating back to the Bronze Age. It was the highest-level equipment used by high priests at that time, said to be used to communicate with the gods.

Fortunately, it was made of gold leaf; if it had been made of pure gold, the high priest would probably have had his neck crushed.

There is also a set of ceramic water jugs from the Moche culture in Peru, dating back to the 5th century AD. Their shapes are indescribable and their scale is so bold that they could be considered illustrations for the novel *Jin Ping Mei*.

These days, you have to blur out images before you can upload them. (Sorry, the illustration was rejected; please search it on Baidu yourself.)
However, putting everything else aside, this thing is truly precious, and if it finds the right person, it can definitely fetch a high price.

Out of respect for the precious cultural relics, Sun Zhiwei charged a high appraisal fee of $1000 for each of these bizarre items.

Putting everything else aside, what if that pile of shit gets him infected with some ancient virus? He'd be at a huge loss. That won't do; he'd have to pay more.

In short, the guests who came for appraisal today witnessed a lively event and learned a great deal.

At the strong request of the guests, Sun Zhiwei made separate authentication certificates for those special cultural relics to show that he recognized their authenticity.

Although Sun Zhiwei is not a well-known figure in the industry yet, his fame will eventually grow.

In the future, as these special cultural relics are passed down, his name will also be passed down.

(End of this chapter)