It was a hairpin, with an ancient design, but its appearance was unattractive, with many rust spots growing on it.
It was nine inches long, with a small bird perched on its hairpin, its tail shaped like a wheat ear, naturally hanging down. Because of the rust, it was impossible to tell what kind of bird it was.
"Bro, how much do you sell this thing?" Long Chen asked, pointing at the hairpin.
The vendor was a thin, frail man with a sharp face and a shrewd face. When he saw Long Chen approaching with Yu Qingxuan and the others, his eyes lit up:
"Brother, you really know your stuff. Let me tell you, this is a peerless treasure. Hey, hey, listen to me, don't leave..."
Just as the man was about to start bragging, Long Chen got up and left , the man hurriedly stood up.
Long Chen secretly gave Yu Qingxuan a look. Yu Qingxuan, clever and quick-witted, immediately understood and walked forward along the path.
The sharp-faced man was a bit disappointed when he saw that Yu Qingxuan wasn't with Long Chen, but still grabbed Long Chen and said,
"Brother, don't go. If our business doesn't go through, there's a sense of justice. Tell me the origin of this phoenix glass hairpin before you leave. Even if you don't buy it, you'll at least gain some experience, won't you?" As the saying goes, 'Shop around' isn't a bad thing for you! "
Well, Long Chen heard the tone and realized this guy wasn't here to participate in the Three Thousand Worlds at all—he was just here to trick people into selling things."
Long Chen glanced around, and seeing no one was watching them, he whispered to the man, "
Brother, we're all in the same industry. Can't we be a bit more professional in shady business?" A phoenix hairpin is a pair; only a phoenix and a phoenix can be pieced together to form a complete hairpin. Who told you that a single hairpin can be called a phoenix hairpin? You mean a mandarin duck shovel, but can it also have only one head? "
This ..." The man was slightly surprised.
"Also, does your glaze rust?" With things like this, how can you do shady work? How could someone who does dirty work choose you? I'm impressed. Long Chen shook his head.
"So it's Senior, your apologies." The man hurriedly cupped his fists toward Long Chen.
Selling illegal work refers to selling things that are not in the light. By 'not in the light,' it doesn't mean the source is unknown, but rather the treasures buried underground—in other words, things from the tomb.
And those who do dirty work are tomb robbers—one robs tombs, one sells stolen goods. In short, Mo Nian does dirty work, but he insists on giving himself the title of archaeologist. In fact, whether on the Tianwu Continent or in the Immortal Realm, this guy has plenty of underworld workers under his command.
Because some things are uncertain in value or inconvenient to sell, they leave them to these people to sell.
Because they can't see the light of day, many things from illegal work are sold at extremely low prices to those who do illegal work, and these sellers usually make huge profits—typically, if they don't open for three years, they make a living for three years.
So, whenever someone sets their sights on something, they'll lure and kill them relentlessly. Long Chen pointed out that person's identity to tell him not to make up stories and waste everyone's time.
Although Long Chen was wealthy enough to rival a nation when he was on the Tianwu Continent, Mo Nian was no less wealthy. He was equally wealthy, but someone helped him sell the stolen goods. He kept what he could use, and disposed of the unused ones.
The hairpin Long Chen had his eye on was an item from the great tomb. In the mortal realm, some might be tab, but in the immortal realm, everyone comprehended the mysteries of life and death and didn't care about it at all.
The reason some items are kept secret and called 'shady dealings' is because some items have astonishing origins. If they are treasures unique to a major power, if discovered, they will be hunted to the ends of the earth.
Especially some items that were ancestors' burial goods. When these burial items appeared, later generations would know the ancestral tombs had been robbed. Digging up graves was a deadly feud in the Immortal Realm. Therefore, some items were kept secret and could only be traded secretly.
"Don't mention it. Let me put it this way: I quit my career a long time ago. After all, although this stuff is hugely profitable, the risks are too high—it's not a long-term solution.
This time, I came for the Three Thousand Worlds, but seeing so many people, I'm itching to get started. I want to run a single line, catch two fat sheep, make some money, and cast a net like you do. I won't do it. Long Chen said with a smile.
Seeing Long Chen mention running a single lane and casting a net, the guardiness in that man's eyes eased slightly, realizing Long Chen was indeed an insider.
The so-called casting net means setting up stalls to lure people one-to-many, while running a single route focuses on a single target, starting to set up and lay the groundwork, gradually drawing the other person into his story, and finally revealing the treasure and selling it at the highest price.
Casting a net can give you more opportunities, but if you run a single line, if your technique is good, you can run accurately and have a very high success rate. However, the early setup is very time-consuming and labor-intensive.
"What you mean is... senior?" the man probed.
"I'm here to see if there are any old items suitable for running a mill. It's also a way to help you open your shop and support you." Long Chen said.
"Thank you very much, senior. Feel free to choose, I'll give you the most suitable price." The man was overjoyed. The so-called 'running the millstone' meant it was easy to make up stories, play tricks, or pass off as sacred relics.
Long Chen nodded and said, "I'll pick a few that catch my eye, and I won't let you lose out. As long as it's not too dark, that's enough." As
Long Chen spoke, he picked and picked out seven items, including the hairpin.
"Senior, you really have ... eye," the man hurriedly said.
"Alright, alright, we're all insiders, let's stop playing tricks and give us a reasonable price." Long Chen hurriedly waved his hand.
"Sorry, that's a professional habit."
The man felt a bit embarrassed. In fact, even if someone picked up a pile of dog poop at his stall, he would say they had good taste.
"Here's what we'll do: I'll give you a penalty price—100,000. I'm basically not making any money anymore." The man said sincerely.
"Hmm, the price is fair. I'll make a difference." Long Chen said.
"You even bargained?" How much do you still have? The man said, somewhat displeased.
"Ten thousand," Long Chen said, holding up a finger.
"Ten thousand?" Senior, that's not right. Even if you kill me, you still can't get this price, right? Absolutely not, at minimum, at least fifty thousand. "
A flat price of thirty thousand," Long Chen said.
"Forty thousand"
"Thirty-five thousand"
"Sold!" The man agreed, looking pained.
"Your taste is poor, but your acting is pretty good. Thirty-five thousand Immortal King Crystals, and you made me 32,000 with tears in your eyes." Long Chen said with a smile.
When Long Chen said this, the man's expression changed, but when Long Chen threw him thirty-five thousand Immortal King Crystals, he immediately broke into a smile.
"Senior, don't say that. I really didn't make any money. Senior, why don't you take another look? This time, I'll give you a better price." The man chuckled. Clearly, even with thirty-two thousand, this guy had made a fortune.
Long Chen put away his things and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a woman approaching from afar. His eyes darted as he sent a voice transmission to her:
"Brother, my single line is here. Cooperate with me, make some money, we'll take it all."Add five. After
transmitting his voice, Long Chen reached over his stall and picked up a palm-sized bronze coffin, gritting his teeth as he said, "
At least fifty million?" Can it really get any cheaper? "