A few minutes later, Wang Ye stopped in front of a shop. After looking at the name of the shop, Wang Ye walked straight in.
"Welcome to Deshun Trading Company. Are you buying or selling?" A gentle man wearing retro clothes bent down and asked proactively.
"Sell." Wang Ye replied in a low voice.
"Okay, please come with me."
Under the leadership of the gentle man, Wang Ye came to a single room.
After Brother Sven sent Wang Ye into the single room, he closed the door silently and stood outside.
There was a large table in the room, and an old man with gray hair but good spirits sat behind the table.
Seeing Wang Ye enter the room, the old man stood up and bowed slightly to Wang Ye, "What is the guest going to do?"
Wang Ye didn't speak. He silently took off his backpack, took out four pieces of the deceased's blood core and all the ghost dust, and placed them on the table in front of the old man.
The old man's eyes flashed, and his attitude became more respectful, "Guest, please wait a moment, I will inspect the goods first."
Wang Ye didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, sat down on the chair next to him, and crossed his legs.
After the old man put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses, he picked up a blood core of the dead, placed it under the spotlight, and looked at it carefully...
"The customer's goods are in good condition, and the energy inside is contained but not released, gathered but not scattered, and it is quite full..."
"Good stuff, really good stuff."
Wang Ye had no intention of echoing the old man. Even if the other man kept praising his goods, he just looked at him quietly without saying a word.
Seeing that Wang Ye didn't answer, the old man stopped talking to himself. Instead, he quickly checked the four blood cores of the dead and then gave a purchase price of "800,000."
After Wang Ye tapped the armrest of the seat a few times, he slowly stretched out a finger.
The old man hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said: "Then it will be as the guest wishes, plus one hundred thousand, nine hundred thousand!"
Wang Ye snorted disdainfully and shook his outstretched finger.
The old man picked up another blood core of the dead and examined it carefully under the spotlight. Then, as if his flesh had been cut, he said to Wang Ye with a face full of pain: "The quality of the customer's goods is indeed very good, so I will make the decision without permission." Yes, add another hundred thousand, as you said, one million!"
Wang Ye retracted his fingers, stood up slowly, put his hands on the desk, looked directly at the old man, and said word by word: "One million and two hundred thousand, even one less won't do."
The old man smiled coquettishly, stood up quickly and extended his hand to signal Wang Ye to take a seat, "Okay, okay, as the guest wants, 1.2 million, our Deshun Trading Company will take it!"
Wang Ye nodded with satisfaction and pointed at the ghost dust that was randomly wrapped in a piece of paper.
After Wang Ye sat down again, the old man carefully opened the paper and said, "Ah! Ghost dust!"
"This is rare!"
As he said that, the old man took out a small silver spoon that was much smaller than an ear pick. He scooped out a little ghost dust and looked at it carefully. At the same time, a strong mental power came from His body quietly leaked out, slowly touching the ghost dust in the small spoon...
Wang Ye's face under the mask showed an expression of watching a good show. He looked at the old man quietly. He knew that a good show was going to happen next.
Sure enough, when the old man's mental power just touched the ghost dust in the spoon, the old man's complexion suddenly turned pale.
“Excellent quality!”
The old man endured the discomfort and slowly poured back the ghost dust in the small spoon.
He was just a level 9 mage, and using his mental power to directly touch the ghost dust left by a level 20 ghost hunter was simply asking for trouble for himself.
But in order to check the quality of the goods, he had to do this.
Otherwise, if you make a mistake, it will not be as simple as enduring hardship...
The old man took out a delicate weighing instrument, carefully poured the ghost dust on the paper, and carefully brushed the paper with a small brush, lest there be too much ghost dust remaining on the paper. This caused Wang Ye's displeasure.
"One point, three hundred and seventy-six ounces. Each ounce is priced at one million, three hundred and sixty thousand. The total is one hundred, eight hundred and seventy-one thousand, three hundred and sixty. Guest, what do you think?"
Wang Ye was silent for a while, then nodded silently. Although the purchase price was not the highest, it was still a fair price and he could accept it.
The old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, said respectfully to Wang Ye, "Wait a moment," and started operating on the computer next to him.
After a while, the old man looked at the reply message he received, turned his head and said respectfully: "Guest, the above has agreed to this transaction, how do you want to collect the payment? We can provide elemental crystals, gold, stocks, bonds, cash, banks Transfers, darknet transfers..."
“Darknet transfers.”
"My account is 4342..." Wang Ye quickly reported a long list of numbers.
The payment account on the dark web can be changed at any time if you like.
Even the darknet organizations, the operators of the darknet, have difficulty determining who is the user behind the account.
Of course, they don't try to figure that out.
This is their foundation and the cornerstone for their development and growth.
Gray income is a hurdle that most big shots can never get around.
If there is demand, there will always be a market.
Although Wang Ye's account was very long, the old man only listened to it once and memorized it all.
In less than a minute, Wang Ye's phone vibrated slightly. Wang Ye took it out and saw that it was a payment reminder.
Three hundred and seventy-one thousand three hundred and sixty water-blue coins, exactly one penny.
After seeing the message, Wang Ye stood up and left.
The old man quickly stood up and sent them off with a respectful look on his face. He could get at least 3,000 yuan in commission for this order, "Hey, there is an undead riot in the Luozhou forest. I have received so much undead materials these days. ....."
After walking out of Deshun Commercial Bank, Wang Ye walked a long way on the street and walked into another shop.
"Welcome to Oubo Arms Company, we have the best quality weapons in the world!" As soon as Wang Ye entered the store, a muscular man with a height of 1.9 meters strode forward to greet him.
Wang Ye casually threw out the [Exploration Technique] and saw all the attributes of this muscular man.
This muscular man has grown all his muscles for nothing, and his physical attributes are not even half as good as his.
A level 7 gunsmith rookie.
"Weapon list." Wang Ye whispered. This was his second purpose in coming to the dungeon.
The muscular man grinned, took out a tablet from behind and handed it to Wang Ye, "Guest, why don't we go to a hot spring and chat while we soak? We just came here with some fierce horses, which is very exciting. !”
Wang Ye glanced at the muscular man and snorted with disdain in his heart. This OBO Arms Company is a multinational arms company with its headquarters in the capital of the Periya Federation.
The cold natural climate and vast land area have created the wild and unruly character of the people of the Periya Federation. Operations such as soaking in hot springs and negotiating deals are just basic operations...
