Reborn in America: I Have an Equipment Slot

Chapter 134 Dave, the burly white man

After a brief exchange, Irving quickly accepted the protection of several professional bodyguards.

After all, these professional bodyguards were sent by Catherine, and she didn't have to pay for them herself.

In case of any real danger, at least your safety will be somewhat guaranteed.

After finishing breakfast, Irving opened the pawnshop doors, ready to begin business.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, a pickup truck drove up from the roadside and stopped directly in front of the pawnshop.

The sudden commotion immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The bodyguards, who were surveying the pawnshop's surroundings just a moment ago, instantly became alert upon hearing the commotion.

They immediately formed a defensive formation, surrounding Irving in the center within seconds.

"Danger, watch out!" The head bodyguard, O'Neill, placed his right hand on the holster at his waist, found cover, and slowly lifted the curtain with his left hand, turning sideways to look out the window.

Even the usually composed Owen was taken aback by the exaggerated attitude of the bodyguards. He instinctively called to Fiona and Ayesha, who were standing dumbfounded to the side, and told them to quickly find a place to hide.

A moment later, a burly white man wearing a baseball cap and with a full beard slowly got out of the pickup truck.

Seeing the other person take a folding cart off the pickup truck and stuff a bunch of used appliances into the truck's back, Oni immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He then clenched his fists at his companions behind him, indicating that the danger was over.

"What's going on?" Irving asked with a puzzled look as he saw his bodyguards relax.

"Don't be too nervous, this guy outside doesn't look like a gunman," O'Neal said to Irving.

Despite saying that, he still stood at the entrance of the pawnshop, his body tense, not daring to relax even a little.

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As the bell rang, a burly white man wearing a baseball cap and with a full beard pulled a trolley full of goods into the store.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he was greeted by a tall, black bodyguard in a suit and tie, who was nearly two meters tall. Dave's legs went weak, and he subconsciously wondered if he had gone to the wrong place.

"Um—this is John's Pawnshop, right? I didn't come to the wrong place, did I?" Dave asked timidly, looking at O'Neal, who was staring straight at him.

"That's right, welcome." O'Neal nodded stiffly, his hands crossed in front of him, his aura extremely intimidating.

Sensing the awkward atmosphere around him, Irving paused for a moment before quickly speaking up.

"Hello, esteemed guest, you've come to the right place. This is John's Pawnshop. Are you here to buy or sell something?"

Seeing Irving's enthusiastic expression, Dave finally breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, when he first walked in, he thought he had stumbled into a gang's transaction scene, and he was so scared that he almost took out his phone to call the police.

After calming down a bit, Dave pulled his cart to the counter, looked at Owen, and said, "I'm here to sell something. A friend told me that you offer good prices here, and that you can't bargain too hard."

"Of course."

Seeing that his pawnshop's reputation was gradually improving, Owen's eyes lit up. He patted his chest and said, "You can ask around. John's Pawnshop will never mistreat any customer. Don't worry, once you experience it, you'll definitely want to come back again—"

Dave nodded slightly, then said nothing more, took the items out of the trolley and began placing them one by one on the counter.

Used bread maker, PS5 game console, Switch game console, slightly worn computer hard drive —

Before long, all sorts of digital products were displayed on the counter, forming a small mountain.

"Boss, wait a minute, there's still something in the car outside—" After taking the last item from his teammate, Dave straightened up, turned around, and prepared to walk towards the door.

Seeing that Dave seemed about to take everything out at once, Irving quickly interrupted, "Stop, stop, wait a minute, let's appraise these things first."

Goodness, this guy isn't here to sell anything, he's practically moving house.

Although the secondhand culture is very strong in the United States, it has to be said that these middle-class Americans simply don't know how to live a good life.

When you have money, you can buy any new home appliance or newly launched digital product without batting an eye.

But when money is tight, all kinds of home appliances and digital products are sold off like they're on sale, with sellers willing to sell at low prices.

The main idea is to enjoy life when you have money, and live on dirt when you're broke.

Ayesha and Fiona, who were standing aside learning from the experience, were also shocked by the scene.

The scene before him was simple for Irving; he just needed to appraise each item one by one.

But for Ayesha and Fiona, the mountain of clutter was a complete mess.

With so many things mixed together, it would take at least a morning to assess the value of the items if it were done by two people.

Just as Ayesha and Fiona were feeling at a loss, Owen had already put on his gloves.

He casually picked out a decent-quality razor from the pile of things, subconsciously activated the skill [Appraisal], and looked directly at Dave in front of him: "Hey buddy, can I ask what your name is?"

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You can call me Dave.

"Okay, Dave, how about this? You're selling so many things at once, it's too inefficient to negotiate prices one by one. How about this—"

As Irving spoke, he waved his razor in front of Dave and proposed, "I'll give you an offer for something. If you agree to the offer, OK, I'll take it. If you don't agree, you can take it back. What do you think?"

"No problem!" Seeing how professional Irving was, Dave immediately said he had no objections.

Irving then began making offers.

"It's a Philips shaver, in decent condition, but with some scratches and dents. I can only offer $10 for it."

"10 dollars — that's a bit low, but it's okay." Dave hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Seeing that the other party accepted the offer, Irving immediately put the razor aside and wrote the price down on the cashier's computer.

He then pulled out the next item, glanced at it, and immediately quoted a price: "A Sony PS5 game console. The casing is a bit damaged, and the condition is so-so. If it can be turned on normally, I can give you $350. If it can't be turned on, you'll have to take it back, buddy."

"$350 is a fair price. Don't worry, I was playing on my Sony PS5 just a couple of days ago, so it should boot up normally. You can try it now if you don't believe me."

Upon hearing the price offered by Sony for the game console, Dave immediately felt relieved.