After Xia Tian wrote down a few phone calls, he discovered that there was a mobile home that was dedicated to recycling gold. The space in the room was very small, with a display cabinet taking up most of the space. There were some pendants, necklaces, and several iPhones inside.

Sitting at the counter was a slightly fat middle-aged man with a very short haircut and a thick gold chain around his neck. It was unclear whether it was genuine or not.

"Do you have something to sell?" He said straight to the point. He was already used to seeing students like Xia Tian.

Xia Tian took a deep breath and took off the bracelet ruthlessly.

"What a good thing." He couldn't help praising it. He didn't rush to weigh the grams, but held it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly. "Not long after I bought it?"

"How much can it be sold for?" Xia Tian asked.

He weighed it and then said: "This thing is quite expensive to make, but recycling is not included. It is charged by the number of grams, and a handling fee of 0.1 will be deducted for each gram."

He did some rough calculations with his calculator and said, "That's all."

His head suddenly turned into a fox, Xia Tian grabbed the bracelet and left.

"Little girl, don't leave. It's easy to negotiate. It's easy to negotiate." He stood up and called Xia Tian, ​​clicked on the calculator again, and then showed Xia Xia the amount.

"That's all, I really didn't make any more money from you." His head returned to its original shape.

It was enough to fill the hole. After collecting the money, Xia Tian asked him: "Are you going to sell this bracelet?"

He said: "Old-style jewelry melts directly. You are a top-notch product. I usually keep it and sell it if there is a suitable buyer."

Xia Tian paused and said: "How long will it take to sell it?"

He said: "It's hard to say."

Xia Tian said in a pleading tone: "I'm in an emergency. If I have money in the future, can I buy it back?"

"Okay, as long as it hasn't been sold by then." He handed Xia Tian a business card, "The phone number is my WeChat, but I can't sell it to you at this price, so why should I bother."

"clear."

Xia Tian immediately paid back the money and called the woman's phone again, but the phone was still turned off.

She found a place where no one was around, squatted down and cried for a long time.

I feel sorry for the bracelet and feel sorry for Chengze.
Chapter completed!