Chapter 445 The Blade of the Native Americans (1/2)
Chapter 445: The Blade of the Native Americans
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Before coming here, Li Du had thought that like the Amish, the Native Americans would want something non-electric or un-modernized, so he had thought the items in the back of his car were good enough.
But now, after comparing those things with the electric lights, television, and refrigerator found in the living room, Li Du felt annoyed.
F*cking sh*t, he thought, now I've become a ragman.
The big guy looked into the back of the car and couldn't find anything he wanted. The man next to him pointed at something that looked like a hand pump and said, ”I want this.”
”What is it for?” Li Du asked.
”It is a pesticide hand pump sprayer,” Hans said. ”Of course, it can only be used on smaller farms.”
Li Du unloaded the pesticide sprayer and gave it to the guy. They then went into the car to drive somewhere else.
”So, what did you get from them?” Hans asked.
Li Du showed him the leather bag and said, ”Only this. Can you recognize what it is?”
Hans stunned and burst into laughter, ”Of course I know. This is a botas de vino, a very popular item back it the tenth century in Europe. It was said that it was made from human skin.”
”Human skin?” Li Du asked, shocked.
”It was just a myth,” Hans said, ”no one would believe that, right? Look at the thickness of this bag, I bet it's made out of cow or lamb leather.” He drained the water and examined the leather bag. ”Thank goodness we can still make a profit off of it. It can be sold for a few thousand dollars if we fix it.”
”Wow,” Li Du said. ”I'm surprised.”
”Yeah. So you know anything about it?” Hans asked.
Li Du shook his head. ”No, I just felt that it had some value in it, but didn't guess how much it could cost.”
”Anyway, it is something with high profit,” Hans said happily. ”When I was in Phoenix, I saw someone find this in a storage unit. Later he sold it to a museum and got 4,000 dollars from it.”
Li Du thought for a while and asked him to turn back to the big guy's cottage. When they arrived, Li Du took out his phone SIM card and passed the phone to the big guy. ”It seems unfair since your leather bag has much more value than the sprayer. I'll give you my iPhone too.”
The big guy smiled and said, ”My grandfather got it from outside. So long hanging there, no use.”
Li Du insisted on giving him the phone. ”It's yours now.”
The Native Americans had cell phones too, but many of them were older models, like Nokia phones. When the big guy saw the delicate iPhone, he couldn't resist and eventually took it from Li Du.
”How about I give you something to fill the water?” the big guy asked.