Fang Yan is not sure that the Lingjiang black market has more customers than the medicinal materials market, but one thing is certain, those who come here are all powerful people from all over the world.
This can be seen from those luxury cars.
Several people got out of the car and walked towards the crowd.
"Where is the black market?" Fang Yan asked.
"There are all people over there, but there seems to be nothing else!" Sang Wenxi stood on tiptoes and looked again, saying.
Chen Noen said: "There are too many people blocking it. There is a small bungalow in the crowd. It looks ordinary, but it is the entrance to the black market."
Sang Wenxi opened his mouth wide: "Okay, there is something in love."
"That's right, Lingjiang Black Market is a real underground market. When you enter the bungalow, you will see the entrance, and then go down the stairs to the inside of the market."
Walking to the edge of the crowd, Fang Yan did not squeeze in anymore, but held Fang Miaoxue's hand.
There were so many people in this place, and he was afraid that he would lose his sister accidentally.
Seeing this scene, Chen Nuoen covered his mouth and smiled: "Miaoxue, your brother is so kind."
Fang Miaoxue stuck out her tongue, smiled at each other and said nothing.
Soon, people began to rush into the bungalow that Chen Nuoen mentioned. It was obviously the market opening time.
When several people walked into the bungalow, Fang Yan saw the intersection that Chen Nuoen mentioned.
There is a square hole more than one meter long and wide on the ground. People use their mobile phones to illuminate it when they walk down.
You can see through the light that there is a staircase leading down.
Fang Yan also turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and walked downwards.
Of course, with his perception, he can walk quickly even in the dark. This light is for his sister.
Under the stairs is a long corridor, it is pitch dark, you can't see the end, and you don't know how far it is.
Although there were many people in front and behind him, Fang Miaoxue was still a little scared walking in this underground environment and instinctively held on to her brother.
But soon, Fang Yan felt both arms being grabbed. He frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"
"I'm...a little scared..." Chen Noen said.
Fang Yan didn't say anything more and continued to move forward.
Sang Wenxi pouted from behind, "Hey, I'm so scared, why didn't anyone catch me?"
After about five minutes, they walked out of a dark corner and saw a golden light in front of them.
At the end is a half-open door. The light inside is very strong, and it seems to be a different world from the road just now.
Walking into the door, Fang Yan couldn't help but be stunned. Sure enough, there was a different world.
This Lingjiang black market is a huge space of tens of thousands of square meters.
Every three to five meters on the top, there is a huge crystal chandelier, which is bright and colorful.
The black market is surrounded by shops of various sizes. At first glance, it is impossible to count the number.
There are also some neat stalls in the middle, which are not as big as shops, but they are also crowded and the business is booming.
"Fang Yan, did you come here today to take a look, or are you going to buy something?"
"Do you have any explanation?" Fang Yan looked at Chen Noen.
"Of course, the Lingjiang Black Market is a mixed bag of people. It can be said that there are people from all walks of life, and it also has its own rules."
Chen Noen explained patiently.
"First of all, the goods here are either genuine or fake. Once you notice and buy fake goods, you can only think that your eyesight is not good enough and you can't trouble the store."
Fang Yan smiled: "These are some bandit rules."
But he didn't care. It might still be possible for someone else to buy a fake. With his eyes...how could he see it wrong?
"Indeed, but the black market has black market rules, and everyone must abide by them."
"why is that?"
"Because the annual income of Lingjiang's black market has exceeded the province's GDP, the management office has always maintained a group of experts. If anyone makes trouble, they will definitely be dealt with."
Fang Yan nodded: "I see, what other rules are there?"
"Also, there is no first-come, first-served basis here, only the highest bidder gets it, so if you like the best product, you have to be prepared to bid."
"It's reasonable. Since it's the best quality, it's naturally not that easy to get."
Several people walked into the market while chatting, but just when Fang Yan got a little closer to the stalls, his eyebrows sank involuntarily.
Hmm? What a strong smell...
It's all the scent of medicinal herbs from the past.
Fang Yan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, it seemed that he had gained a lot tonight.
When he was walking around the Tianzhou medicinal materials market, he almost went from shop to shop to feel the smell of the medicinal materials. When he came across a vintage medicinal material, it was as if he had won a lottery and he quickly bought it.
But it's different here. The whole space is filled with the smell of various high-aged medicinal materials.
"Wow, fairy grass!"
While walking, Chen Noen suddenly pointed at a plant on a stall and said.
Fang Yan turned around and looked: "You also know about medicinal materials?"
"No, it's just that my grandfather was not in good health during that time, so I consulted some famous doctors and learned a lot at that time."
Fang Yan nodded: "That's pretty good, but do you still remember Fire Yeats?"
Chen Nuoen blushed when he heard about Fire Yeats: "You...why did you mention that? People don't admit their mistakes every time."
"What a coincidence, this time it's fake again."
"ah?"
Chen Nuoen looked at it carefully again, and Fang Miaoxue also came closer and took a look: "Sister Nuoen, if my brother said it was a lie, it must be a lie, right?"
Chen Nuo nodded with hiccups: "Yes, your brother is great, he just loves to expose scars."
While the two were talking, Fang Yan and Sang Wenxi had already walked to the front.
Fang Yan discovered that many of the stalls here contained top-quality medicinal materials, and some were even of high vintage.
It's just... there are a lot of fake ones.
This should be the best method of these businessmen. There are high-quality products and fake products. The real and fake products are mixed together, and it is difficult not to notice them.
"Boss, are these medicinal materials considered to be one or two?" Fang Yan asked.
I saw that the stall owner was a man in his forties, tall and thin. He was smoking a cigarette and holding a Bodhi bracelet in his hand.
After hearing Fang Yan's words, he raised his eyes and glanced over, obviously impatient.
"Go aside, don't sell it!"
Sang Wenxi said: "Damn it, are you doing business? Why are you here if you don't want to sell?"
The boss glared and picked up an iron bar on the table: "Where did you come from, little brat? You still care about me, are you looking for a beating?"
Fang Yan was slightly startled. The boss of this black market seemed quite irritable...
But as soon as the boss finished speaking, Sang Wenxi reached across the stall and snatched the iron rod from his hand.
"Grandson, who are you trying to scare? Are you trying to hit me? I'll beat you to death!"
As he said this, Sang Wenxi smashed his stick down.
Fang Yan immediately went up to stop him. After all, according to Chen Nuoen, this black market management office is not a vegetarian.
Even if Fang Yan is not afraid, he is too lazy to cause trouble.
But before he could take action, the boss got cold feet, opened his eyes wide and immediately raised his hands.
"No, no, no, brother, don't fight. I really don't want to fight you today!"
Fang Yan said: "Why is this?"
"Several big customers came last week and have already reserved all the medicinal materials for my stall. I came here today just to wait for that big customer. When he comes, I will sell them all and go home!"
Hearing these words, Fang Yan was slightly startled, and immediately looked at Chen Noen.
Chen Noen said: "What a big deal. Everything in the Lingjiang black market is much more expensive than outside. They actually cover it all?"
The boss nodded quickly: "Yes, not only my family, but also all the medicinal materials in this row of stalls have been reserved."
Fang Yan took a breath, there is no one who is so thirsty for all kinds of rare medicinal materials than cultivators.
After all, the simplest and crudest way to improve one's cultivation is to cultivate one's physique with all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Although there are no cultivators in this world, there are warriors.
Thinking of this, he nodded slowly: "It seems that I can see a high-level warrior today!"
"Brother, if you want to buy something today, I'm afraid you can only go to Fendiefang and Hongyanju. After all, no matter how rich those people are, they can't take over these two stores!"
Hearing this sentence, Sang Wenxi was surprised: "Pink Butterfly Square? Hongyanju? Damn it, there is a spa shop in this black market in Lingjiang?"