Liu Chengdong heard it fresh and asked, "What is ancient certificate?"

Mu Yang was not able to explain, so he took out the puppet army work permit and handed it to Liu Chengdong. Liu Chengdong took it over and took it, "What is this?"

"I want to be a Japanese officer's work document for the Japanese and puppet troops during the Japanese invasion of China, but I don't know who to look for." Mu Yang replied.

Liu Chengdong looked through and said, "You are obviously new, what's the use of doing this?"

"It's useless, it's just a play. When I saw this thing online, I thought about getting one." Mu Yang said with a smile.

"If you are young, you really think about it. What's the use of it?" As he said that, he threw the puppet army's ID to Mu Yang.

"Brother Liu, do you know anyone who understands this?" Mu Yang continued to lick his face and asked.

Liu Chengdong took a sip of tea, thought about it carefully and said, "You can't tell me, I really know such a person. He also makes things on the street, but he often makes props for TV series, which are the kind of anti-Japanese dramas. I guess he understands this."

"Then you will introduce it!" Mu Yang said with a smile.

"I'll go with you, it's not far anyway." As he said that, he stood up and told the shopkeeper to look at the shop, so he took Mu Yang out.

The distance is really not far, only a few dozen meters away. This is also a small shop, and the things inside are a bit varied, a bit like a grocery store, vinyl record, a large speaker record machine, Eighth Route Army military cap, armband, red book, Grandpa Mao's badge, porcelain sculpture, puppet army uniforms, comic strips, old-fashioned copper frame sunglasses, felt hats, horse boots, anyway, everything is mixed.

Mu Yang was a little stunned. Are these things also antiques? The pair of riding boots were obviously worn through, and the big head was worn off. It is estimated that the smell of the owner's feet decades ago remained inside. Is there anyone buying such things???

"Haozi, I introduced you to friends."

After entering the house, Liu Chengdong said to a young man playing with computers in the house.

This guy is wearing glasses and has a messy hair. He probably hasn't washed it for a few days. He is wearing a vest like a director, and he looks like a literary and dregs.

"Brother Dong, what a wind is this? You're coming to my shop!" the young man teased.

"Stop talking nonsense, this is a little brother, Mu Yang, I want to ask if you can do this kind of thing." As he said that, he threw the puppet army work certificate in his hand to the young man.

Then he said to Mu Yang: "Haozi, the famous Ma Hao, just call him Brother Hao."

"Brother Hao."

"You two, I'll see what things are first." As he said that, he picked up the piece of paper that Liu Donglai threw over.

After looking over and over again, Ma Hao said, "This is what I did later. I guess it's not an antique in a few years."

"Brother Hao, this is not an antique. I am just curious about this thing and want to find someone who understands it. Then I also want to make a work permit like this, but it is just the kind used by Japanese officers." Mu Yang said quickly.

"You'll find the right person. If you don't know how to say that Beijing is not like that, it's a brat. If you talk about this street, I'm probably the one who knows this." Ma Hao obviously has a cheerful personality, and it's really a little different from his image.
Chapter completed!