The Troubles of the Young Wizard

Every city has its own black market. Most of the black markets are within the control of the city hall. You can rest assured only by putting them under their noses. At the same time, why not stop the black market? This is because the black market cannot be completely banned. Once it is severely suppressed, it will truly go underground. That's when the trouble begins. Anything can happen without supervision.

The Black Market of Drake City is not a particularly remote place in the Eastern District. It is usually a seemingly ordinary sluggish commercial street, which will be closed every night, at least it seems that the outside world is right. However, the gates of the closed block have three or four dual-aisle shops that can pass through. Each shop has mid- to high-level knights and mid- to high-level fighters, and some secretly managers are responsible for it.

Entering here requires acquaintances to lead the way. The first time you enter, you have to pay five gold coins, and then you get a small sign. Later, you only need one gold coin to hold this small sign. The real acquaintances will upgrade their identity cards, and finally become one. A silver coin can pass. But the real relationship households can flow unimpeded, such as Jasmine Senior Knight's existence.

I swaggered into the half-open shop door and slapped the owner of the shop who was pretending to be asleep. This was a forty or fifty-year-old mid-level soldier and a retired city defense army. Where did your old man come here today?"

"What are you doing with so much nonsense? This kid is a new member of our house of everything, codenamed scholar, who gives him an identity card and passes one silver coin at a time." The Jasmine Senior Knight knows the virtues of their group very well. The latter shrugged helplessly, looked at the little guy armed from head to toe, nodded slightly and quickly recorded his basic characteristics, and then took out a small black sign the size of a coin, but the back of the sign carried two lines. Silver stripes.

"After you enter, your kid's eyes brighten up. There are good things in it, but you can't see it without a little vision. You have to learn to bargain. There are a lot of old blacks inside. Don't be too skilled." Senior Knight Jasmine also I have a headache. I have been pitted before, but I used my fist to find the place afterwards. This method can be used by myself. After all, I have the Kendall family as the backer, and I have this capital, but Little Will can’t. Wizards cannot be made public to a large extent. A large part of the black market is just ordinary soldiers, hunters, thieves and the like, and there are not many hidden dark side figures.

"Sister, don't worry, I won't let the scholar brother suffer." The black business vowed to pat his chest to pack the ticket, but got a vicious expression from Jasmine: "You brought the animal trainer and the singer back then. That's what I said when I came with Catwoman."

The black businessman who knew his righteousness suddenly withered. Gu left and right, he finally dragged Xiao Weier around the two doors and came to a noisy street, surrounded by two-story buildings, but the light was relatively low, only It is one meter high, so that the light cannot be transmitted as much as possible, but it does not affect the business here. The whole street is not very long, but a few hundred meters, there are many shops around, but more of them are small ones that can be seen everywhere on the ground. Stall.

A piece of animal skin or a piece of cloth, with more or less weird things on it, no one shouted loudly, everyone was lazily watching the stall, and there were already many people around who were bargaining. There are relatively few people who walk into the store. Most Taobao people like roadside stalls. Although they are more likely to lose money, they will make a lot of money once they find the treasure. There are many authentic items in the store, but the price It's also very high.

"Oh, black businessman, long time no see, how many good items did you find this time?" A middle-aged fat man with a big belly was just about to leave, when he saw the black businessman come up and say hello, "this is a very face-to-face student. Ah, is it the newcomer you introduced?" He blinked at the black merchant and made a concealed gesture.

Hei Shang was so angry that he almost wanted to go up and beat him up, "Am I the kind of person who likes to cheat his friends? This is a real expert in appraisal, a scholar. The scholar brother is not an ordinary person, senior Drake The talented students in the college are very good at ancient writings and identification." Black businessmen are not concerned about the true identity of the scholar, but there is a little speculation, so if you say so casually, Xiaoweier did not refute, but directed the fat man. He smiled and nodded.

"Hey, it turns out to be a professional, no wonder." The fat man blinked his eyes wryly, but he was quite disdainful in his heart, a talented student from Drake Advanced Academy? Ha ha, are there still few experts in the so-called college department who have been pitted here?

The fat man who had originally planned to leave, immediately turned around and went back to a few familiar stalls after the black merchant took Xiaoweier to start a tour, and spread the news that the black merchant brought a newcomer here, and the newcomer was Drake. The so-called high-talented students in the high-level colleges pass ten or ten, and all of the black market immediately knows that the black merchants are bringing fat sheep again, but this time they don't know who can benefit.

After taking Xiao Weier to the two stalls, he quietly pointed out the fakes inside, and introduced some common fake techniques and identification methods. After that, the black businessmen were busy setting up their own stalls and wanted to pit them. The "antiques" that Weil had failed were put out one by one, and people immediately crowded up to exclude Weil.

This group of **** really treat themselves as "fat sheep" with eyeless eyes! Little Will sees this group of people deliberately or unintentionally separating himself from the black business, how could he not know what calculations this group of **** have played, but he has a plug-in, you just wait to be missed by me.

The three or five stalls that I passed just now have determined that there is nothing worth buying, except for fakes, which are ordinary things, and there is no extraordinary item. Ville then walked slowly and watched, making up his mind to see the other side from here. , And then turn back to look at the other side, and strive to get all the things that he fancy as soon as possible.

"Oh, brother, new here, it looks a little face." A **** stall owner pretends not to know himself, and looks familiar, like he is selling a magic stone without magic power. "This is what A good thing that can only be used by the extraordinary, a good treasure that is forbidden to be traded by the church."

"I'm very sorry, I'm a devout believer, I don't touch taboos." Little Ville didn't even need to open the eyes of appraisal, knowing that 90% of the things here are fake, and the traces of oldness are too obvious. That "magic stone", hehe, is just a piece of ordinary fluorite, from the mountains of Mabstershire, it is not a good thing, a gold coin and two pieces, this **** actually wants to pay 1,000 for the price of the magic stone. Sell ​​gold coins to yourself.

MMP, none of the people who come here to search for gold truly believe in the gods, even if they are believers, they are also believers in the **** of wealth, and the **** of wealth does not forbid magic stones, and even regards them as a very important part of wealth. This **** definitely sees something! Seeing the little Ville Yang walk away and pick and choose from the stall next door, he couldn't help but let out a foul language.

"The wood used for woodcarving is definitely not red sandalwood. You look at the texture itself, and you are a master-level handwriting? Haha, do you see this crack? This is not naturally generated, but because of excessive force. The sudden result is obviously the easiest mistake made by novices, unless the master was drunk while carving." Ville pointed to a palm-sized wood carving on the ground and spit out, "You wouldn't want to tell me that this wood carving is also Antique? A brand-new antique that has been buried underground for hundreds of thousands of years?"

The stall owner didn’t say a word, just greeted him, and then said he was an antique stall, and then from the rusty dagger to the tea bowl with two openings, and finally even the wood carvings he made up were also appropriatively approved. . When he was tired, he actually took out a bag of water from his backpack, took a sip and continued to complain about the botched tricks of the stall owner.

"Well, I accidentally made the cracks on the wood carving. This work is really a masterpiece. Look at the fineness, the workmanship, and the signature, like a fake replacement!" The stall owner saw It was this wood carving of unknown origin that was the least complained in his hands, so he began to sell it vigorously.

"Really replacement?" Xiaowei doubted this promise, and the stall owner nodded: "If this is not a woodcarving, I will definitely replace it."

A group of people around raised their middle fingers at the same time. They all look like wood carvings. You **** are right, but can ordinary wood carvings be compared with antique wood carvings?

"Then do it at the price of woodcarving, five copper coins." Ville's offer made the stall owner almost fall to the ground. "Young man, you are too dark. The price I received is more than that. "

"But you didn't have this scar when you received the goods. Now that there is more, this scar must be discounted~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xiaoville pointed to the crack that the stall owner admitted to be his fault. The latter felt that I feel as uncomfortable as if I swallowed a fly, please, because of this inverted crack, I was fooled into picking out a few more silver coins.

"Two gold coins, can't be less." The stall owner shouted: "This is an antique. The lines and carvings on it are so primitive. It must be an antique. Even ordinary wood carvings are more than five copper coins. ."

"Then add two more copper coins?" Ville tried to increase the price.

"Brother, you are too dark. Can our currency unit be changed? Copper coins are not popular here, at least silver coins." The stall owner was helpless. Is this really a fat sheep?

"A silver coin." Ville put up a finger, and the stall owner shook his head severely: "Eight, no, nine silver coins, brother, you should at least leave me a little profit, according to you If you do this, I will definitely lose my life, brother."

After ten minutes of friendly negotiation, the two people finally settled the transaction at the price of six silver coins and five copper coins. Then Xiaowei told the stall owner: In fact, this scar is not irreparable, it just needs a little special means. The use of special gum can This scar was as dilute as possible, and then sold out to be worth two gold coins. After speaking, the little Vil left away.

"Cut, do you really think I don't know that it can be repaired? But the cost of repairing is at least two gold coins. For an ordinary incomplete wood carving, it will definitely cost you so much. It took such a great effort. Earned two silvers and one copper, now it’s more and more difficult to do business.” The stall owner sighed and continued to watch the stall, and the first business of the newcomer brought by the black business was also spread, and everyone began to analyze this guy. Is it good to be fooled, how can he spend more money?