Silver coins manufactured in the eighth year of the Republic, aren't those "Yuan Datou"?
Chen Yiyang checked online and found that a "Yuan Datou" from the eighth year of the Republic was valued at about two thousand on the market.
This price is quite good. A jar full of "Yuan Datou" must have at least a hundred coins.
Thinking of this, Chen Yiyang took out his phone and called Zhou Jianjun.
"Mr. Chen." Zhou Jianjun's enthusiastic voice came over the phone.
Every time Chen Yiyang contacted him, it was for an easy and profitable job, which made it hard for him not to be enthusiastic toward Chen Yiyang.
"Still up this late?"
"Just finished a delivery, just got home."
"I need you to do something for me tomorrow," Chen Yiyang said to Zhou Jianjun. "A friend recommended a fishing pond to me. Could you go and check the cost for reserving the pond tomorrow morning?"
"Sure." Zhou Jianjun readily agreed.
The next morning.
Chen Yiyang knocked on Xu Qing's door.
