The old man took out a magnifying glass and looked at them one by one under the warm sunshine.
"Well, this belt buckle is gold-plated, but it's a little damaged. It's made of three silvers. Well, this lighter is pretty good. It's a commemorative edition from Three Phase Heavy Industries in 2007, one gold and two silvers."
The old man muttered and wrote down in his notebook with a pencil.
The transactions here quickly attracted the attention of other vendors, who all looked over, their eyes fixed on the piles of trinkets.
"Old man, business is good."
Not long after, a man with a sinister face left his stall, pushed aside Cassie, squatted in front of the stall, and said to the old man with a half-smile.
Being squeezed away, Cassie looked unhappy, but she didn't have an attack. After all, the other party is a local and they are just passers-by. There is no need to have a conflict unless it is absolutely necessary.
The old man pulled down his glasses and glanced at the man. Without saying a word, he picked up the magnifying glass and continued to look at the goods.
"You don't take care of your brothers even if you have business. There is an old saying in the Eastern Continent: You can't gain weight by eating alone." The man said, his tone was a bit sinister.
"Well, let's break up the brothers a little bit." The man said, picking up a lighter and playing with it in his hand.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded from the man's side: "I told you you can move?"
The man turned to look at Chen Xing and said with a smile, "Boss, which one is not selling this?" Then his face darkened and he looked fierce. He glanced at the vendors at the back of the alley and gave a thumbs up. Then he pointed and said, "Go and ask them what kind of person I, the Pangolin Tiger, am."
"What kind of person?" Chen Xing asked with a slight smile.
"Here," the man pointed at the ground and said arrogantly, "there is nothing that my mountain tiger can't eat."
"Oh" Chen Xing looked like he suddenly understood, then looked at the old man and asked, "What do you think?" Although this man who called himself "Pangoan Tiger" made him a little disgusted, he did not want to get involved in the conflicts between local vendors.
The old man pulled down his glasses, looked at Chen Xing, then at Chuan Shanhu, said nothing, lowered his head, and continued to look at the goods.
"Old fool, I'm asking you a question." Pangolin Tiger became impatient and grabbed the old man's magnifying glass and threw it to the ground. There was a "snap" sound, and the glass shattered all over the floor.
The old man looked at the debris on the ground, shook his head and sighed, seeming helpless.
"Quote a price." Chen Xing said. Obviously, the old man has no choice but to change the transaction object with the mountain tiger.
"This belt buckle is too old and not in good condition. It's one silver each. The lighter is three silver each. The pistol is second-hand and the hardware is a handful." Panshanhu fiddled with it casually and said lazily, "How about this?" Well, I’m too lazy to look at it, so everyone should be more relaxed, the price is one hundred gold coins in total.”
"The price is too low, we won't sell it anymore." Chen Xing stood up and said. These things were worth at least five hundred gold coins, but the other party offered a price that was close to robbery. This could only mean that the other party was a rookie and didn't even understand the rules.
"Slow down" Cassie was about to pack her things, but was stopped by the pangolin tiger. He raised his eyebrows, looked menacingly, and threatened, "I told you, there is nothing here that my mountain tiger can't eat." He raised his voice, clenched his fists and said, "You can leave, but the goods stay."
Hearing Pangolin Tiger's words, Chen Xing smiled, and Cassie also laughed. The person involved was in a daze, as if he didn't understand what the two people meant.
"Is he new here?" Chen Xing pointed at the pangolin tiger and asked the old man.
As the saying goes, thieves have their ways, and those who do back-alley business also have basic industry rules and bottom lines. Forced buying and selling is one of the bottom lines. If you really want to rob openly, why bother bargaining and gossiping, just take out the gun.
Not only did the other party not understand the rules of the industry, he didn't even have the basic vision to distinguish the identity of the guests. He was just a headless fly, flying around without knowing what the sky was and what the earth was. In other words, the other party is not a local snake, and it is impossible for him to have any backend. No one with any status would support such a fool.
The old man didn't speak, just smiled and nodded.
"Cassie, give him a hundred gold coins." Chen Xing focused his eyes and emphasized, "It must be resounding."
"Come." Cassie waved to the pangolin tiger. The latter thought he was going to give money and leaned towards him. Cassie grabbed Pangolin Tiger by the collar and slapped her face full of flesh.
"One gold coin" "pa" "two gold coins" "pa" "three gold coins" "pa"
The pangolin was just a paper tiger, and was beaten to pieces by Cassie on the spot, with stars in his eyes.
"Four gold coins" "pa" "Five gold coins" "pa" "Six gold coins" "pa"
In just a few strokes, the pangolin tiger was slapped until its face was swollen and its nose was bruised. Several of its teeth fell out, and blood mixed with foam fell to the ground. After more than ten strokes, the person rolled his eyes and fainted. Seeing that if he continued to fight, someone would be killed, Cassie flicked the opponent aside like a dead dog.
The pangolin tiger's fat body hit the wall of the back alley and collapsed along the wall.
After this episode, the transaction continues.
After half an hour of counting, Chen Xing and the others left the back alley with a bag containing more than five hundred gold coins. Until they left, the pangolin tiger was still slumped in the corner, as if it were mud.
After returning to the bar, A Qiaomu had returned from shopping. The four of them gathered around the wooden table and divided the more than five hundred gold coins they had just received. In addition to the more than one hundred here, Chen Xing has more than one thousand gold coins in cash, which is heavy and not very convenient to carry. But there is nothing we can do. Now we cannot use black watches to trade, we can only use cash.
He shared all the money he received from the Black Eagle Group equally, and did not share more because of his special status. All four of them contributed, but if it comes to taking the lead, it’s A Qiaomu’s. Without her to attract firepower, they wouldn't be able to succeed so easily.
"The supply of goods here is not very sufficient. There is no Donglu Company. There are only three models of Zhongcun Food." A Qiaomu took out three military rations and placed them on the table for Chen Xing to inspect.
The first one has a large bowl of noodle soup printed on it, with a cartoon girl with twin ponytails lying in the bowl taking a bath, and "Chidori Ramen" written above it. The second one has a square food box printed with a cartoon girl with long blue hair. I took a steam bath in a box, and it said "Oshima eel set meal" on the top. The label of the third order was similar, with a cartoon girl and food, and it said "Pocket Tempura."
This is military rations produced by Nakamura Foods. The portion is relatively small, but the taste is good. Chen Xing nodded with satisfaction and motioned for Ah Qiaomu to put it away.
"Boss, that businessman over there seems to be looking for mercenaries." After reading the rations, Danny pointed to a table of people in the middle of the bar and said.
