After a night's rest, Xie Jiuniang was full of energy again.
Early the next morning, after getting dressed, I stepped out of the room.
The maid stayed outside and led her to the dining room.
Chao Yan was sitting there leisurely drinking tea. When she came over, he raised his eyebrows and said, "If someone comes here, do you want to have a meal before going?"
"Are you always missing this meal?"
Xie Jiuniang was speechless.
They have been fasted for a long time, and they don't even need fasting pills.
Chao Yan saw that she had no intention of eating, so he simply removed everything that had been prepared and took his apprentice out, "I went out last night to get an invitation to the auction."
"Get it from Master's old friend?" Xie Jiuniang remembered that he mentioned it yesterday.
Chao Yanlang smiled, "Yes, we are old friends."
It's that so-called old friend who probably doesn't want to see him.
Xie Jiuniang followed Chao Yan to a street.
Chao Yan walked to an old shop at the end and pressed a wooden sign on the counter, "Two people."
The shopkeeper checked the wooden sign, "Does the guest want a mask and a cloak?"
Chao Yan looked at Xie Jiuniang beside him.
She took out a cloak and put it on her body.
Chao Yan smiled, then took out a cloak and put it on.
The two of them now used the art of disguise, so they were not afraid of revealing their identities, but they still had to put on a show to cover up. Otherwise, if everyone is wearing a cloak but you two are not, wouldn't it be particularly noticeable?
The shopkeeper handed the wooden sign back to Chao Yan.
Then he asked the two of them to follow him to an empty room. The shopkeeper pressed his hand on a wall and pushed it away.
A door opened.
The shopkeeper said: "You two can go in and walk through a passage. Don't use your consciousness inside."
"Um."
Chao Yan stepped in first, and Xie Jiuniang followed silently.
In front of him was a passage made of stone, with torches on the walls on both sides.
"Is this going to the black market?" Xie Jiuniang asked.
Chao Yan said: "That's right. The auction hasn't started yet, so I'll bring you here first for a long experience."
Xie Jiuniang went to the black market in her previous life.
When she entered, she discovered that the black market here was different from what she had imagined.
In such a huge territory, there are strong people who maintain law and order.
There are many people here, but it is very quiet.
The stalls are all planned in rows, leaving passages for customers to move around. There are at least thousands of stalls. The things on the stall are not fakes sold by outside vendors.
All are scarce in the market.
However, more than 90% of the stalls are not selling, but offering to exchange various things.
Xie Jiuniang passed by a stall.
The stalls sell ice silk.
There was a little man in a cloak squatting on the stall, gesticulating.
Xie Jiuniang knew that this was a bargain.
"Want to buy?" Chao Yan sent a message.
Xie Jiuniang shook her head, "No need."
"You don't necessarily need to buy it, just buy some and put them away first. The quality of the ice silk this person sells is rare."
Since the elders said so, Xie Jiuniang has always been obedient.
Anyway, she had no shortage of spiritual stones. After the man bought it and left, she squatted down, pointed at the best ice silk on the stall, and asked in a low voice: "How to sell it?"
The stall owner, wearing a cloak and mask, held out first one finger, then three.
Xie Jiuniang was confused.
How much does this mean?
Chao Yan chuckled and said, "It's a ball of ice silk, two hundred thousand."
"The market price is not 20,000?" Xie Jiuniang was heartbroken.
So expensive!
Chao Yan reminded, "The ball you are pointing to is the mutated top-quality ice silk. The others may be twenty thousand."
Mutated ice silk may have special effects.
Xie Jiuniang wanted to negotiate the price, but the stall owner ignored her. When she came closer, she asked in a low voice if she could get it cheaper. The stall owner probably realized from the voice that there was a little girl in front of him, so he was a little more tolerant of her and replied. I told her without bargaining.
In desperation, she could only endure the pain.
Stall owner, "..."
I thought I was a junior who followed the elders and gained experience, but I didn't expect that I was still a little fat sheep.
Wait for the transaction to complete.
Looking at the hundreds of balls of ice silk in the storage ring, Xie Jiuniang was satisfied and looked at the stall next to her.
What they were selling were some spiritual plants. No matter how rare they were, they could still be found in the sect. Xie Jiuniang ignored them and looked at other stalls.
There are all kinds of strange things for sale.
Some people know it, and some don't.
If you don't know someone, ask Chao Yan next to you.
Chao Yan was extremely patient and explained everything to her one by one, which opened her eyes and she learned a lot.
Chao Yan will take action when he encounters something he is interested in.
Xie Jiuniang was probably raised to be cunning, and her number of attacks was not as high as Chao Yan's.
When I walked to the innermost stall.
The location of this stall is not good, it is the one in the corner, and the stall owner displays a variety of things. At first glance, it looks like a stall in an outside market.
Xie Jiuniang wanted to turn around and leave.
Sword Spirit suddenly reminded in a hurry: "Dog owner, there is a Fuso Order on that stall."
Huh? !
Xie Jiuniang was very surprised.
You can't easily use your spiritual sense here, but you can squat in the stall and use your spiritual sense to check things. Sure enough, among the miscellaneous things, there was a Fuso Order at the bottom.
She didn't realize just now that Fuso Ling was under a piece of dark wood.
To find it, you also have to remove the wood.
Xie Jiuniang pointed at the pile of things and said, "How to sell them?"
The stall owner held up a finger, and then another.
Xie Jiuniang guessed, "One piece, a thousand spirit stones?"
"One million." The stall owner said indifferently.
Xie Jiuniang gasped.
Chao Yan glanced at the things on the stall but did not stop his apprentice's behavior.
This stall is suspected of being taken advantage of.
With his spiritual vision, he didn't see a few good things on the stalls. The rare ones that caught his eye were either shabby or rotten. There are a few that may have once been true spiritual weapons, but unfortunately they have become damaged.
It would take a million fools to make money.
Xie Jiuniang raised a finger and said, "Ten thousand pieces, I will buy one."
"Not for sale." The stall owner was very adamant.
It gives people the impression that you want to buy it or not.
Xie Jiuniang was disdainful and muttered in a low voice, "Don't say one million, ten thousand can cover the goods in your stall. If I didn't think that the little wooden gourd was promising, I wouldn't even bother to sit here with you."
The stall owner was aloof and ignored her.
But he didn't say anything to chase people away.
There was indeed a small wooden carved gourd on the stall.
There is a beautiful landscape painting carved on the gourd, as if it has been carefully carved by a master. It is indeed beautiful in the eyes of the little girl, and the stall owner can put things out.
I don’t know how many times he has thought about it.
I just never saw what was so special about the little gourd.
It’s not without reason that the stall owner dared to bid like this, and no one from the black market intervened.
It was something he put on display, and it was indeed not a fake.
Except for a few broken spiritual weapons, the rest were obtained from ruins in various places.
Xie Jiuniang thought for a while, then raised her hand and made a gesture, "One hundred thousand, no more."
"Not for sale."
The stall owner was unmoved.
However, he raised his head and looked at Chao Yan who was behind Xie Jiuniang.
Chao Yan raised his eyebrows and sent a message to his young apprentice: "The owner of this stall is a transformation god, and he doesn't like you."
Xie Jiuniang, "..."
Damn it, why didn't you remind me?
Sword Spirit felt aggrieved, "You didn't ask, but what about the transformed gods? Transformed gods can also come and kill the culprits."
Xie Jiuniang reached out and picked up the small gourd.
He looked at it carefully and couldn't put it down, but finally put it down with regret and negotiated the price for the last time, "How about buy one, get one free? If you don't sell it, forget it."
Xie Jiuniang left without any pretense and was waiting for the other party's answer.
The stall owner hesitated for a long time, and finally choked out two words: "Not for sale."
The stall owner next to him sneered.
The laughter was very soft, but they still heard it.
The stall owner turned his head and glared at the colleague next to him. The man was not false at all, and he was full of sarcasm: "You must be doing your old habit again. As long as someone is interested in it, you don't want to sell it. You always suspect that it is a chance. Before putting these out, I obviously studied them over and over again. Even if there is a big opportunity in it, it will not happen to you."
The stall owner was stabbed in the heart.
Xie Jiuniang and Chao Yan were speechless.
At first they thought the stall owner was trying to rip off customers.
Result, that's it?
(End of chapter)
