Zhang Lang turned on the function of detecting reincarnations!
As far as he knew, most of the reincarnations who came this time chose to live in the East District.
Not only are there many shops here, shopping is convenient, but it is also easier to find a place to live. Moreover, the reincarnators are mainly from the modern world like the main world, and they do not have the habit of going to bed early at night like the medieval residents. The fire is still bright late at night.
The East District has naturally become their first choice!
So, what do these reincarnations gathered in the East District do at night? Zhang Lang is a little curious!
Sure enough, after turning on the detection function, a large number of light spots appeared on the map... With a radius of three kilometers, the area covered by the city is close to thirty square kilometers, which is more than enough to cover the entire Eastern District...
Zhang Lang carefully distinguished and found that most of these light spots were gathered in places such as pubs, casinos, and brothels, in groups of twos and threes, and some acted alone... It seems that no matter which world they go to, people have almost the same few interests and hobbies...
"Huh?" Zhang Lang soon discovered that there was a place where many reincarnations gathered!
Zhang Lang had just passed by this place not far away. He looked back and saw that it was an ordinary-looking bar. It was not too big and there was no sexy waitress at the door to solicit business... But look at the map.
There were more than thirty light spots gathered in the small bar. They looked densely packed and layered...
Reincarnators book the venue? Why?
Out of curiosity, Zhang Lang turned back and pushed the door open and entered the bar.
The bar is not big. There are only about a dozen tables in the lobby on the first floor, and each table has three or four people. However, there are no stools at the round table under the chandelier in the middle. There is a person standing on the table, holding a handful in his hand.
The submachine gun was explaining the attributes and effects of this thing to the surrounding audience.
Seeing someone coming in, the guests in the bar all turned around and stared at Zhang Lang.
"I am also a reincarnator." Looking at their clothes, Zhang Lang knew that apart from the reincarnators, there were no ordinary guests here at all. It should be some kind of small gathering of reincarnators.
"Brother, if you want to join, you have to pay at least one gold coin!" The guy who was introducing the submachine gun pointed at Zhang Lang: "This is the money I paid for the bar owner to book the place! It must be something that can be used, you know!"
Now that the party has started, it means that this guy has already collected enough money to book the venue. But obviously everyone else has paid the fee. Zhang Lang didn't want to break this fairness, so he took out a gold coin and threw it away!
The man caught the gold coin, scanned it with his badge, and then put it away with a smile.
"So what are you doing?" Zhang Lang asked.
"You'll understand just by looking at it!" The man raised the submachine gun in his hand: "It's an auction!"
auctions?
Zhang Lang looked stunned. Later, after being informed by the host and the reincarnators around him, he finally figured out the whole story.
As we all know, the mission rules allow reincarnators to use any competing means to earn gold coins from the mission world, and exchange them for points when they leave.
This legitimate means includes completing tasks, working part-time, collecting bounties, etc... Of course, doing legal business also counts in this list.
So what kind of business is legal? First of all, the origin of the goods must be legitimate. Of course, if you sell something stolen, it cannot be considered a business, it can only be regarded as the sale of stolen goods.
But reincarnators have no assets in this world, so how do they start a business?
The most disciplined thing is to use the gold coins in your hand to buy goods and then sell them. But doing business in the familiar main world is risky. Why do you have the confidence to do better than the local merchants here?
Other than that, he just sold what he brought with him!
When reincarnators enter the mission world, they always bring some personal belongings, some of which, such as plastic products, are rare things that are not found in this world, but they can also arouse the interest of the local indigenous people...
But in this world, the purchasing power of a gold coin is not small. Ordinary gadgets have no practical value and cannot be sold for high prices. Until later, someone picked up the equipment of the dead reincarnated people from the sewer, and was surprised to find that these altars can be exchanged for
Things can also be sold and exchanged for gold coins!
Of course, whether it is firearms or cold weapons, they are not worth much in the eyes of these indigenous people, and the gold coins earned from selling the things they pick up are not considered legitimate income. The only money gained in exchange is
Its function is to fill consumption.
But this behavior made many reincarnators think of a small loophole in the rules!
Since reincarnators can sell the equipment exchanged at the altar for gold coins, doesn't it mean they can also buy it back with gold coins?
Does that mean that in this world, with gold coins as a medium, reincarnators can directly trade equipment and props exchanged at the altar, or even thousand-point rewards?
As a result of the experiment, it really works! Moreover, buying and selling items that you own is considered a legitimate transaction. The gold coins exchanged can be brought back, and the purchased equipment has successfully changed its owner!
There is no need to rely on "businessmen", in this world, reincarnators can trade freely!
After discovering this, the reincarnations raised funds to rent a tavern and organized a trade fair!
Today's trade fair happens to be the first one, and it has just begun. The guy who just introduced the submachine gun is the lead organizer, and he is the first to auction his own goods!
"Not bad luck!" Zhang Lang understood the whole story and found a seat to sit down. He watched them one by one go to the round table in the middle and take out the weapons and props he was planning to sell for auction.
Probably because the mission had only started two days ago, most of the reincarnations didn't have many gold coins in their hands, so no one really offered the thousand-point rewards. They were basically regular props exchanged for a few tens or at most a hundred points from some altars.
But these things are also very useful to many people, such as those who have run out of medicines and bullets, or whose weapons are damaged, etc. The sellers usually use the exchange price of the altar as the base price and let everyone bid in an attempt to sell a good price.
Price.
To be honest, Zhang Lang has basically no interest in these things, but when he is idle, he just treats it as a pastime, watching those scumbag buyers who are bidding for a hot item, or because of the asking price.
It’s too high, and it’s interesting to see the seller who ended up looking frustrated and dejected after the failed sale.
During this period, there were a few times where local residents accidentally broke in, but after seeing these heavily armed adventurers, they basically walked away. Even those who were curious and looked for a while saw that they spent a lot of money for a knife.
Ten or hundreds of gold coins have also labeled this group of adventurers as insane and have no interest in the auction.
As for the reincarnations who accidentally broke in, they naturally joined in.
As each item is sold, the time is getting later and later, and the reincarnators cannot stay up all night. After all, they have to go hunting in the underground palace tomorrow. Not getting enough rest can be fatal!
Seeing that there were no more people on the stage, the organizer of the fair stood up and reminded: "Is there anything else to sell? If not, today..."
"And me!" At this moment, a young man wearing round glasses and a bookish look raised his hand.
"Then hurry up, you're like a hob!" the organizer cursed, probably because the submachine gun was sold at a good price. He was in a good mood and didn't say much. He just yawned and urged: "Hurry up.
Come on, hurry up, don’t waste time!”
"Sorry, I just thought about it..." The young man pushed up his glasses, walked to the round table in the center and showed off his products.
Seeing this thing, Zhang Lang's eyes couldn't help but light up!