"Oh! Is there such a place?" Song Pingcun was surprised.
There are also small sect transactions and private transactions in Yibaofang City. As far as he knows, there are also some private trade fairs in various places, where familiar sects regularly exchange cultivation resources.
If it is black goods, it is really unlikely that these transactions will go up.
But such a person from the Qi Realm can provide guidance, and it is not too secretive to think about. Whether it is a real black market or just a name is unknown.
"Judging from the appearance of the senior, he should be a big shot in a large sect. Of course he doesn't know the pain of casual cultivators." The middle-aged man seemed to feel Song Pingcun's contempt, but he really had no way to change it, and he only had this little ability.
"Tell me about it." Song Pingcun was somewhat interested. He didn't know many anecdotes about the rivers and lakes. He might encounter a lot of them this time when he went to sea. It would be a good idea to take this opportunity to learn more.
When he saw Song Pingcun, he pulled the chair he was sitting on just now and sat down. He even threw a few spiritual stones to him.
The middle-aged man was so flustered that he caught it like an ordinary person, with no concealment of surprise in his eyes. Carefully holding it in his arms, he sighed. How could the disciples of such a sect or a big family know their sufferings? When they participated in the sect selection when they were young, if they were not particularly valued and had no family background to be examined, they would basically be Hopeless.
Song Pingcun had dismissed Po Yuan Sect's recruitment of disciples twice. For a sect like Po Yuan Sect, no matter where there was an opportunity to select disciples, as long as those with qualifications could come, they would be like treasures. Later, when I encountered schools like Shennong Sect and Wanbao Sect, they were basically recommended by family members, so I really didn’t know much about them.
The middle-aged man thought that this was the opportunity Song Pingcun was talking about, and that he could make more money than taking someone to the black market. He didn't dare to disobey after receiving the money, but it was obvious that the grievances stored in his heart were deep, and he did not directly talk about the black market. Instead, he talked about his own experiences, seemingly to make Song Pingcun understand why there was a black market trade fair.
Although Sudu City and Poyuan Sect are both within the territory of the Su Kingdom, they are far apart from each other. There are only two sects closest to Sudu City, one is the Tongtian Sect of the Feng Kingdom, and the other is the Qi Yu Sect of the Shen Kingdom. It's half a month's journey. These two sects are both higher-ranking third-class sects, and they already have some intentions of choosing their disciples. The middle-aged man only took the assessment of the Qi Yu Sect once when he was a child, and failed to enter, so this trip His parents had spent all their savings, and they starved to death on the way back to Sudu City before they could even return. He had to beg all the way back to Sudu City.
His family was not in the city originally. After his parents died, he didn't even know his family. He came to the city after a hard journey. He just started working as a small worker and relied on the charity of kind-hearted people to reach adulthood. But the stubbornness in cultivation in his heart made him explore on his own. Occasionally in Suducheng, a city with mixed residents, he could only achieve success in regulating Qi by the age of 25, and he had just completed physical training in the past few years.
When Song Pingcun heard this, he was also sighing. If this person had chosen to break the Yuan Sect, he would probably be at least in the enlightenment realm now given his qualifications.
Black market transactions naturally involve people who don't have much money, but want to try their luck with resources obtained by cultivators through some unfair means, or treasures, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, etc. that they can't figure out what they are.
"Then this isn't really a big black market!" After listening to this, Song Pingcun still didn't think there was anything too shameful about this so-called black market transaction.
At this time, the middle-aged man completely believed that the young people in front of him came from those major sects, and had never experienced anything like taking risks to earn one or a few spiritual stones for the sake of cultivation resources. "Senior, I really don't know. These are all black markets on the surface. They are traced and returned. The transaction requires a commission to be paid to the royal family. It does not mean that you and I can negotiate the money and goods. The real black market , is the source of income for those of us who lead the way. With the spirit stones you just gave me, I wouldn’t be able to earn that much in a month. It would also be a matter of good luck, and the people I bring here are really successful in trading on the black market.”
"How much commission do you take?" Song Pingcun asked.
"It's very rare. Only when the total transaction amount reaches a thousand, can we get ten spiritual stones. Sometimes if you're lucky but not good, you may not be able to accumulate a thousand spiritual stones in a month. If you want to quit this business, no one will care about you. No. Those who accumulate enough commission will not be settled." The helplessness in the middle-aged man's heart could be heard in his tone.
Even when he first started receiving Qi, he had achieved it all at once, so he didn't understand the distress of these casual cultivators at all. No wonder the northeast, northwest, and overseas island alliances competed for rankings. He had never heard of an alliance of rogue cultivators. He wanted to see it. Then he took out five spiritual stones and threw them to the other party again, "Take me to see, whether there is a transaction or not, this is yours."
"Senior, aren't you joking?" The middle-aged man was completely in disbelief. After saying a few words, he got a few spiritual stones, and then took him to see five more spiritual stones.
"Do you think I'm joking?"
"It's just that the transaction price on the black market is really low. If you want to sell something, it's not worth it. If you want to buy it, I don't think you may be interested." The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment. Although the deal was a good deal, he still felt a little bit inside. Struggle, the black market is not formal after all. If such a kind-hearted young man is targeted, although it is normal, I always feel sorry.
Song Pingcun saw that the other party was not blinded by the money. He became more interested after learning some of the hidden rules of the black market. When the middle-aged man saw that Song Pingcun was determined to go, he reminded him again that it was best not to take the same route when coming and going, and that it was best to hide his face and figure.
Song Pingcun actually appreciated the middle-aged man's endless chatter. Although he was a guide in the black market, his nature was still very simple.
The two agreed to meet here again at noon in the evening, and the middle-aged man would take Song Pingcun there. Song Pingcun is not worried about using a few spiritual stones for nothing. For a middle-aged man, it is a large amount of income, but for Song Pingcun, it is really nothing.
Liu Yiyi, Hong Cui, and Lu Yi had already come out of the craft workshop and had been waiting outside for a while. Seeing Song Pingcun's excited face, they were a little surprised that the young master seemed to have gained something after chatting with a person in the Qi realm for so long. Something like that.
Returning to Tangcheng Yapin's gardens, I learned the reason. Hong Cui and Lu Yi were very worried. After all, anything could happen in a place like the black market. There is also a black market in Nandu City, and some family members and servants of the Luo family have gone there, but it is only for ordinary people. No matter how great the danger is, it depends on the person.
Song Ping had no background in Sudu City and didn't know anyone. What if there was danger?
Liu Yiyi was as interested as Song Pingcun, so the two women really had no choice. Zhongyuan couldn't do it on their own, so another meal was robbed by the evil shopkeeper. Although the money was not much, Hongcui and Luyi were angry at the shopkeeper's initial rudeness, so they calculated the accounts and ordered dishes, but in the end they still had more money than a mountain. As high as a mountain is, we still haven’t counted the cost of dishes, chopsticks, and food delivery.
Seeing the angry looks of Hong Cui and Lu Yi, Song Pingcun smiled instead. How could this seller let the buyer scheme?
Taking advantage of the moonlight, since they had already checked into the hot spring inn, Song Pingcun didn't mind enjoying the feeling of taking a bath with the "Yi Ni Dan" he invented. However, Feng Wulian and three mute slaves were there, and the three women did not go into the water. Just waiting by the pool. Liu Yiyi waited for Song Pingcun to get involved, then picked up needle and thread and started her own journey to becoming a female celebrity.
However, no one outside knows that because of what happened outside Langshan City, Liu Yiyi's nvhong is not just simple needlework. Every time she becomes proficient in practice, she begins to spiritualize all the silk handkerchiefs and needlework. She has already made unknown There are many small array disks, and I always feel that this inconspicuous thing will be of great use in the future.
After "embroidering" a formation plate, she handed it over to Hongcui and Luyi. This teaching method was beyond Song Pingcun's expectation and would not let outsiders notice. The small pendants that were purified into top-grade spiritual stones were These array disks activate the energy source.
Even Feng Wulian thought that these three servants of his great uncle liked to make embroidery themselves, but they had no idea that each of these "embroideries" were worth a lot of money.
Seeing that the time was almost up, the three mute slaves had already fallen asleep. Song Pingcun didn't really treat them as slaves. Although he knew people well and didn't know their hearts, not every seemingly pitiful person was worth paying for. Feng Wulian, Hong Cui, Lv Yi, and the big black dog all stayed behind. Song Pingcun and Liu Yiyi quietly took the Bawang Xiao cub named "Xiao Dao" and put on the wide-brimmed cubs according to the middle-aged man's suggestion. Hat, silk screen hanging down, blocking other people's view.
Although it can't stop the exploration of spiritual consciousness, if someone comes to investigate for no good reason, he will naturally have a knife to deal with it.
Seeing Song Pingcun bringing one more person and holding a cat, the middle-aged man opened his mouth, but decided to shut up and didn't speak. Originally, not everyone could go. They, the guides, were also identity confirmers. Generally, they could not go even if they were introduced by acquaintances. It was only because Song Pingcun was so generous during the day that he was beyond his understanding, so he agreed, and he could only do so. I blame myself for not explaining it clearly to the other party during the day.
The disciples of these large sects never knew the darkness of the black market, and they brought cats with them. They really thought it was just shopping for fun!
