The two of them changed their appearance, and Lede drove the van that Meng Yushun came to to the black market.
Mengyu came to the black market for the first time. What surprised her was that the people here were basically warriors. Most of them were third- and fourth-level warriors. There were very few high-level warriors, let alone innate ones.
"Actually, this is not an underground black market, because everything here is open to the public and no one from above will take care of it."
Mengyu nodded: Yes, when it comes to ancient warriors, the higher-ups can win over them if they can. Even if they can't win over them, as long as they don't go too far, they won't be offended easily. Where the ancient warriors communicate, what does the higher-ups control?
"So, everything can be sold here?"
"Yes, as long as you sell something, you can bring it." Lede said, seeing Mengyu's eyes always paying attention to the antiques, he added: "Most of the antiques here are mainly antiques."
Mengyu has a bright eye: these antiques have essential value.
After walking less than a hundred meters, she had already bought three antiques, which cost tens of thousands.
Lede reminded her: "Miss, is it useful for you to buy these things?" The things she bought were not exquisite and not worth collecting.
Mengyu listened to Xiao Tao reporting the essence value data and said: "Of course it is useful." What she wanted was not the collection value of those things, but the essence value attached to them.
No matter how rough something is, as long as it is old, it has a lot of essence and is worth buying.
"Huh"
Mengyu suddenly felt a slight fluctuation in spiritual power. She quickly followed the spiritual power and saw a lot of ancient bottles placed on a carpeted stall.
The fluctuation of spiritual power came from a stone pressed against the carpet.
Mengyu's heart moved, she walked over casually, picked up a blue and white porcelain bottle and asked, "How can I sell this bottle?"
The stall owner looked at Mengyu and said, "This is a Yuanqinghua flower, it costs 50,000 yuan."
Mengyu picked up another bowl: "Where is this one?"
"That is the royal jade bowl that came out of the palace. It costs 30,000 yuan."
Mengyu picked up another bronze mirror: "Where is this one?"
"That's the mirror used by Concubine Yang. It costs 100,000 yuan."
Mengyu burst out laughing: "How can you find a source for them?"
A blush appeared on the stall owner's face: "These three items are the only ones that have provenance. You just asked about these three items. The remaining items in my stall are not as expensive as these three items."
Mengyu exclaimed: "How much do all the remaining items in your stall cost?"
The stall owner looked at Mengyu, then at the things on the stall, and said, "You can give me 150,000 yuan."
"One hundred thousand, buy everything you have except those three items."
The joy in the stall owner's eyes flashed away, but his face turned bitter: "Girl, in addition to these three items, I have at least a dozen other items here. How can I sell them like this?"
Mengyu stood up and said, "If you don't want to sell it, forget it." Then she left.
The stall owner looked very interested in her and just wanted more money. In fact, all the things he collected were less than 10,000 yuan. Now the other party gave her 100,000 yuan and excluded the three most valuable things.
, how could he not sell it?
"Hey, don't leave." The stall owner shouted quickly: "One hundred thousand is one hundred thousand, hey, if you lose, just lose."
Mengyu turned back and stuck out her tongue at the vendor: "I liked it just now, but I don't like it now. I don't want it anymore."