Wanting to buy a courtyard, it's not easy to take the initiative.
But passively…
Bu Xiang Dong felt that he could still plan it out.
The night in Si Jiu City was still quite dark.
It wasn't that streetlights existed everywhere, most places were pitch black.
And the same went for the black market, most people carried kerosene lamps or flashlights.
Just like last time.
The three of them set up their wares and then each took their respective roles.
It was just that the three of them switched roles today.
“Oh my, there are quite a few people here today, kerosene lamps like fireflies.”
“Fatty, shut your mouth, there’s a customer!”
In fact, nowadays materials are in high demand, some people have money but can't buy them.
So even if there was no one to act as a decoy, they could still sell them.
It just takes a little longer.
Seeing the steady Hu Ba Yi and the sly Fatty, Bu Xiang Dong slipped away.
He found a place to use the Super Disguise Technique.
Anyway, the system had unlimited materials, it was no burden to wreak havoc, he would change his appearance.
Then he would put on his portable voice changer and wander around.
This appearance, even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.
The things in the black market were quite strange, all sorts of things were being sold.
Having traveled through time, even when he came here last time, he hadn't strolled around like this, he was quite curious.
“You're crazy, this is a genuine antique and it’s not even worth one hundred, you're desperate for money, aren't you.”
Bu Xiang Dong was startled and leaned in a little.
One hundred yuan nowadays was not a small sum of money.
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After the person left, Bu Xiang Dong took the initiative to speak.
“Can I have a look?”
“I don't accept haggling.”
“Why are you so stubborn? You must sell it for one hundred.”
“It’s worth it, and I'm in urgent need of money, this is a family heirloom, a rotating heart bottle.”
Whether it’s a family heirloom or not is another matter, those who play with antiques always tell stories.
Bu Xiang Dong took a look and it was indeed a hollow rotating heart bottle.
The craftsmanship was exquisite, it was painted with five-clawed dragons and phoenixes, if it was real it would be an imperial kiln vase.
To say that in this pitch black darkness you could see things like patina and polishing is bullshit.
But you could gamble.
Bu Xiang Dong remembered that in 2020 a hollow rotating heart bottle was auctioned off in Britain.
At that time, the transaction price was about 5.5 billion yuan, causing a huge sensation in China.
If he lost the gamble, he could still afford the one hundred yuan.
If he won, even if not 5.5 billion, it would be in the tens of millions.
“Alright, I’ll take it!”
The man looked up at Bu Xiang Dong, “Cash on delivery, I’m not sure if it’s real or fake.”
Bu Xiang Dong took the hollow rotating heart bottle but was surprised.
This was not someone who knew how to do business, “Alright, do you have anything else you want to sell?”
“Even if you’re going to squander your money, there should be limits.”
Bu Xiang Dong's eyes lit up, that meant there was more.
Judging by his tone, the things were probably real.
“Next time you want to sell something, go to the Dongzhimen city gate and use charcoal to draw a well character!”
The Dongzhimen city gate hadn't been demolished yet!
“Okay!”
Bu Xiang Dong walked to a secluded corner and stored the hollow rotating heart bottle in his space.
He also bought some braised meat seasonings, preparing to braise the pig offal in his space.
He strolled around for a while and saw a familiar figure.
Bu Xiang Dong changed his voice and called out—
“Liu Hai Zhong, Master Liu!”
“Cough, cough, you've got the wrong person, it’s not me.”
Liu Hai Zhong didn't turn around and quickly walked forward.
“Wrong person? Then you must be Yi Hai Zhong, Master Yi.”
“That’s right… I didn't expect you to recognize me.”
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In this black market, acquaintances don't greet each other.
One is afraid of showing their wealth and attracting envy and covetousness.
Two is afraid of talking too much and getting reported or denounced.
Nowadays, ordinary people are having a hard time.
The authorities turn a blind eye, letting everyone barter with each other.
But if this matter were to be brought to the surface, it would be different.
There's no other way, they have to deal with you according to the law.
Liu Hai Zhong should rarely come here, he’s fearful and therefore even more cautious.
He pulled the woolen hat on his head tighter and covered most of his face with his scarf.
In this pitch black night, only his eyes were exposed.
If Bu Xiang Dong hadn't known it was Liu Hai Zhong beforehand, he wouldn't have recognized him.
In fact, Bu Xiang Dong himself was dressed the same way, like a bandit.
“Master Yi, what are you doing here, selling something or buying something?”
“No! No!”
Liu Hai Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, he hadn't been recognized.
But the next second, his heart went to his throat.
“You should just confess honestly, you can’t be here at the pigeon market to digest your dinner in the middle of the night.”
Liu Hai Zhong's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that plainclothes policemen were here to catch people?
Ah Zhong is known for his quick wit.
He thought about it for a moment.
He decided to reveal his identity.
“My name is Yi Hai Zhong, I live at 95 Nanluogu Xiang Alley, I work in the first fitter’s workshop of the Red Star Steel Factory, I’m an eighth-level fitter. I have a wife at home, no children, I might be childless.”
Bu Xiang Dong: “…”
Second Uncle, you're too anxious.
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