"What is he doing? Those five-color feathers are worth at most five ghost coins?" Ye Liuli is an old man who has been to the ghost market many times, so he is naturally very familiar with the prices here.
Although the five-color feather is beautiful and precious, to outsiders, it is of little use except to look good, even though it was plucked from a precious and vicious bird.
This ferocious bird is not easy to deal with yet, but it is not particularly difficult to get some.
Therefore, after Luo Xing left, the stall owner quickly added a few more five-color feathers, and the quality was almost the same as the ones Luo Xing bought just now.
Newcomers always have to pay some tuition when entering the ghost market.
This is why Ye Liuli clearly saw that Luo Xing was fooled, but did not take any action.
The lesson is only more profound if you buy it with your own money. She has understood this truth since she was a child, and there is no need to say it now.
Luo Xing held the box and left the "Special Object Identification Area" directly. He walked outside the trading area and came to the most famous No. 1 Auction House in the ghost market.
Of course what he had to do was to sell what he had just bought.
He had never set his sights on those five-color feathers. Although those things were rare and beautiful, they were really not worth much.
What is really valuable is the box he wants to put the feathers in. It is made of "Thunder Strike Wood". The value of Thunder Strike Wood is not worth mentioning to ordinary warriors, but to the Spiritual Officer, it is rare. Asked for.
It is not damaged by lightning, leaving only a wooden heart. This is the most powerful thing. It is used to make magic weapons and has many magical effects. Only the spiritual attendants understand this.
Unfortunately, the stall owner didn't seem to realize that this box was made from the heart of "Lightning Strike Wood". The owner made this wooden box, presumably to hold a special item.
However, he is also afraid of "eye-catching". After all, the ghost market has existed for thousands of years, and the possibility of "eye-catching" is extremely low, but it is extremely possible for newcomers to be cheated.
"I am urgently selling a box made of lightning-struck wood. It must be at least a thousand years old." Luo Xing's words were surprising. He was a newcomer anyway, so it was not shameful to be slapped.
"What?" The waiter who received Luo Xing was startled and hurriedly rang the bell to invite someone more knowledgeable to come over.
A bald old man came over, surnamed Guo, who claimed to be the great appraiser of the auction house. He solemnly took the wooden box from Luo Xing and placed it on a piece of soft leather.
He took a crystal lens over, looked at it carefully for a long time, and nodded: "Yes, this is indeed a lightning strike tree, and it is also a toon tree that is about 1,200 years old. It not only has extremely high medicinal value, but also It should be something unearthed, and it shouldn’t be filled with these five-color feathers?”
"Mr. Guo, you are wise, how much is this lightning strike wooden box worth?" Luo Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was also afraid that he would be tricked by others.
Then you can only spend money to buy a lesson.
"Five hundred." Old Guo pulled out a number with his hand.
"Five hundred is just the base price. If it is auctioned, such good-quality lightning strike wood is made into a box, and it can be sold for at least one thousand ghost coins." Luo Xing shook his head. Although he didn't know about the thousand-year lightning strike The price of the wood is in the ghost market, but if it were outside, such a thousand-year-old lightning-strike wood box would cost at least ten thousand taels of silver. If converted into gold, it would cost one thousand taels.
"The gentleman knows the goods, but most people can't use lightning strike wood, unless they meet someone in need?" Mr. Guo chuckled. He has been in this business for such a long time, and he can tell at a glance that the other party is bargaining.
"If you want one thousand ghost coins, you can take it. If you don't want it, I'll keep it to find a suitable buyer." How could Luo Xing not know the other party's tactics and directly reach out to take the "Lightning Strike Wood" box back into his hand.
"Hold on, Lang Jun is a newcomer. I haven't seen such an interesting person like Lang Jun for a long time." Mr. Guo laughed, "Give it to a friend for one thousand ghost coins, and our auction house will take it."
"Deal!" Seeing that his goal was achieved, Luo Xing naturally stopped talking nonsense and directly handed over the newcomer card and quickly completed the delivery.
"Langjun made a deal with my No. 1 auction house, and he is a customer of my auction house. Tonight's auction will start at midnight and end at Chou hour. Maybe there is something that Langjun likes." Mr. Guo showed his strong affection for Luo Xing. interest.
A newcomer who can recognize a thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood at a glance and pick it up in the "Special Object Identification Area" of the trading area is definitely a friend of the No. 1 Auction House.
As an appraiser at the No. 1 auction house, Mr. Guo knows how difficult it is to pick up leaks in the ghost market. Sometimes he doesn’t see one for several months, and there are very few big leaks.
You may not encounter a big leak like Luo Xing in a few years. It is estimated that the seller used Wuseyu to trick the newcomer, but the newcomer quietly taught him a lesson.
Of course, he will not tell the secrets of the guests. This is the rule of the auction house and involves professional ethics.
When you meet such an interesting new person, even if you can't cooperate, it's good to have a good relationship.
Luo Xing naturally appreciates the goodwill of the First Auction House. He will come to the ghost market in the future, and those who are willing to make friends cannot be turned away.
Although it would not be difficult to offend the powerful No. 1 Auction House in the ghost market, he would be in trouble if he wanted to buy some good things in the future.
"Thank you, Mr. Guo. I really want to see it, but I don't have the qualifications to enter." Luo Xing said hurriedly.
"This is easy to handle. After Lang Jun made a deal with the No. 1 Auction House, he automatically gained access to the auction house. However, according to the rules, I can only give you the treatment of a bronze medal customer. However, the bidding for the auction items is the same. " Mr. Guo ordered someone to get a bronze medal with only one number on it: "Mr. Lang, keep it. This one will not be replaced if it is lost."
"Thank you." Luo Xing stretched out his hands and took it respectfully, "Mr. Guo, are there any medical books or other items in tonight's auction?"
"Although the rules of the auction house prohibit the disclosure of information about the auction items to the outside world, as long as they are gold medal guests, they will get a piece of relevant information about the auction items in advance. There is indeed a medical book in tonight's auction, but with Lang Jun's current financial resources , I'm afraid there is no chance." Mr. Guo smiled slightly, and it was acceptable within the rules. He did not tell the other party what the specific medical book was, so it was not a foul.
If Luo Xing has friends who are gold medal guests, they can also know.
"Can you tell me the starting price?"
Mr. Guo stretched out his hand and pinched his nose and smiled slightly. This was a secret belonging to the auction house. He couldn't say it, but he felt that Luo Xing had a close eye. He could give a reminder. It was up to him whether he could understand it or not.
Luo Xing nodded and left without saying a word.
This medical book is like a book on martial arts secrets. It is what a doctor eats. It is naturally not cheap. He did not expect it to be so expensive. One book actually costs five thousand ghost coins. This is still the starting price. If it were put outside, it would be Starting from ten thousand taels of gold.
It’s really expensive!
With the ghost coins he currently has on his body, he definitely can’t be photographed.
However, if he sells medical books, wouldn't he make a fortune by converting the classic medical books on Blue Star into ones suitable for this world?
This idea is very dangerous. Once someone catches your attention, you may lose your life to make money but not spend it.
Luo Xing immediately put an end to this idea.
There is probably no hope for the Royal Pharmacy Bureau. His level is too low. Even if Mr. Han helps him and uses his merit points to exchange for it, there is probably no chance.
Forget it, I am not eager to get a medical book. In fact, the best way is to find a teacher. There should be doctors in Nanya. He has learned some first aid treatment for trauma, but in his opinion, , are too simple and unsystematic.
It shouldn't be.
In a world with such advanced martial arts, how come the level of surgical skills is so poor?
Where problems arise, this should be considered by philosophers.
Forget it, keep shopping.
Huh!
Luo Xing suddenly paused, and the "black clock" in his mind rang several times, sending him a message: someone was following him.
who?
He was a newcomer to the ghost market and had never had any grudges with anyone, except for the one he picked up in the "Odd Object Identification Area" just now. However, the reputation of the First Auction House was excellent, and they would definitely not leak the news. Otherwise, it would be rumored. Who would want to do business with them if they go out?
Being followed, he was able to hide it from himself. The person who was following him was very good at tracking. He was considered a top agent on Blue Star, but he didn't notice it. If the "Black Clock" hadn't reminded him, it would have been a joke.
He just paused for a moment and did not stop. Instead, he continued walking forward as usual. In fact, he was already concentrating on observing the suspicious people around him.
He even squats down to talk to the stall owner, or casually avoids pedestrians to look behind him.
Sure enough, he found two people who had been swimming near him, keeping the straight-line distance within thirty meters. Although their movements and expressions were well concealed, they still couldn't hide from a veteran of professional anti-tracking and anti-reconnaissance like him. .
He would not act easily until he knew who these two people were, what their identities were, and whether they were malicious to him.
It's almost time, let's go meet up with the "Red Shadow" girl first.
Returning to the agreed place, Luo Xing estimated the time and it was almost time to arrive, but after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of "Red Shadow".
Logically speaking, the ghost market is relatively safe, and nothing should happen to Hongying, but buying and selling is the most likely to cause disputes.
This will inevitably lead to squabbles and conflicts, and even violence may occur over disagreements.
But there are ghost guards patrolling the streets. Generally, the ghost guards will intervene before both parties can take action, and then the ghost city's arbitration agency will come forward...
But there are some places where ghost guards and ghost market management agencies may not be able to get involved.
For example, the No. 1 Auction House, the killer organization Qixing Pavilion, etc.
Hongying was born in Xirong Puppet Shadow Hall, and she was also a killer. Could it be that she went to Qixing Pavilion?
Could this little girl be the killer of Qixing Pavilion?
Think about it, it's really possible. Who stipulates that people in Xirong Puppet Shadow Hall can only have one identity?
