Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 2611 Miss Maid's Flea Market Travel Notes

"Come here and take a look, the witch's coffin just unearthed in Longyuanjian! A coffin room is necessary for the reincarnation of the first-class filthy soil, and the quantity is large!"

"Yinglong, the ancient god of war, has a pair of original inner armor. If you fake it, you will pay three, and if you fake it, you will pay three!"

"Mobile second-hand ground-level cave figure! Only 300 million spirit stones! 300 million, you can have a sea view room, cliff room, or even a fun room! 300 million! It's broken! 300 million!"

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The sound of yelling is like being in a flea market... The maid looked at the prosperity in front of her with great interest - in a certain corner of this city of white steel.

Shopping seems to be a woman's nature, even if she is as perfect as she seems, she can't avoid it... In fact, in the era of the previous store owner, this super rich woman in the store would often go in and out of major trading places.

She even especially likes the antique market, after all the real top-notch goods are found by hand.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

At this time, the maid stopped in front of a stall and asked, pointing to a mudstone slab that was worthy of the mark.

This mudstone slab is not a special material... It's like a mud slab was dug out from a dry fish pond.

The stall owner didn't yell very much, he just squatted on the ground and smoked a pipe, but the business of the stall was actually not bad--before the maid stopped to ask the price, the stall had already sold several items, and Buyers clearly did not haggle.

"Can you understand this clay tablet?" The stall owner was a 60-year-old dark old man, and the wrinkles on his forehead were slightly raised at this time, "If you understand it, you can make a price yourself, and if you don't understand it, don't buy it. loss."

He couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly - not because the woman in front of him was wearing a plain white blindfold, but because the other's face seemed to be covered with a mist all the time.

He rarely couldn't see a person's face clearly.

But there are too many capable people and strangers coming and going to the city of white steel... To survive in this city of white steel, the first rule to follow is to talk less, ask less, and know less.

The maid just smiled indifferently, pointed to a wooden box next to the clay tablet and said, "I'll help you open this box, so you can sell your clay tablet to me, what do you think?"

The old man frowned, and said suspiciously: "Little girl, you don't look like a businessman. I want to sell all the goods here, but I never thought of keeping them for myself."

A large number of such secret boxes are scattered in the foreign battlefield. Some of them can indeed reveal treasures, but most of them are scraps... Opening them for fun is like opening a blind box, the probability is too low.

The maid smiled slightly and said, "That's it...then how can I sell this wooden box?"

"One third-order blind box, the market price is 30 spirit stones." The old man said indifferently: "I don't want to cheat you, a little girl, the price of the blind box in the city of white steel has dropped today, and I changed it to 50 yesterday." I can't even buy them... No, I brought out ten today, and this is the only one left."

"Do you accept spiritual checks?"

"As long as it can be withdrawn in cash, I will accept it even if it is money." The old man said with a chuckle.

The maid quickly wrote a check.

Seeing the cheerfulness of the little girl, the old man couldn't help asking: "Do you still want this clay tablet?"

The maid lady didn't speak, she untied the wooden box on the spot, only to see that there was a box inside the box, and there were several seals on it.

The old man's eyes were fixed, and he said with a little taste: "This is actually a box? You may not lose the 30."

The maid opened the small box again, only to see that there was still a smaller box inside the box.

The old man’s stall owner’s expression is a little bit uncomfortable... Three-layer boxes are rarely seen on the market, and they are generally not valuables. Basically, no one would use such a cumbersome sealing method.

Maybe I just heard what the little girl said, and exchanged it with clay tablets... Just seeing that the little girl easily opened the seals of the two boxes one after another, the old man was not sure about the origin of the little girl.

"Oh, there is actually another layer inside." The maid opened the box on the third layer with a face of [surprise] at this time, revealing the fourth box inside!

At this time, the box was no more than the size of a palm, but the whole body exuded a golden shimmer.

The old stall owner's breath suddenly became heavy, "This is the golden dragon blood wood... Oh my god, such a precious wood is used to make a box, what is it inside!"

He can't wait to know what's inside this box... Even if it's remorse right now, he still wants to see clearly what's inside, otherwise he really won't die with peace!

The four-layer box, the most ever seen in the city of white steel, definitely no more than ten times!

——Am I going to witness history? !

But at this moment, the maid put the golden box back into the original box layer by layer—she was puzzled.

"What... what are you doing?" The old stall owner couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Since it's a good thing, of course you should open it after you get home." The maid said [shyly], "My master said that there are many bad people in the street outside, so let me be more careful."

You have already solved the fourth floor... You have solved all of them, what is the difference between you and a despicable broken dog!
The old man's blood pressure soared instantly.

But the maid had already flashed into the crowd at this time, and disappeared in an instant... The old man opened his mouth, and it took him a while to react.

"Hey! This girl is too dark!"

But he was stupefied with an itchy heart, desperately wanting to know what was finally hidden in that box... He couldn't calm down at all, like an ant in a hot pot, the old stall owner simply closed the stall, Then he took out a talisman from his pocket.

Clamping between two fingers, it ignited instantly.

"disease!"

The old man let out a low shout, and the talisman instantly turned into a silver light, shot into the ground, and then flew towards the direction where the maid was leaving!

Staring at the movement of the silver light, the old man also quickly walked into the crowd.

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In a dark alley, the figure of the old stall owner flashed by... The silver light of the talisman disappeared here.

He looked at the invisible end of the dark alley, and couldn't help frowning, but relying on his good cultivation, he forcibly stepped into the alley—he came to the end, and his face suddenly became weird stand up.

At the end of the dark alley, the mysterious little girl was standing here with the blind man in her arms, as if waiting for the old man to arrive.

The old stall owner pondered for a while, "Little girl, you are really not authentic."

"I paid for something and left after I bought it." The maid said with a chuckle, "I don't know what this boss thinks I did wrong."

"Have you opened them all?" The old stall owner asked directly, "What is inside?"

The maid didn't care about the old man's arrogance at this time, but untied the wooden box one by one again - when the golden dragon's blood wooden box was taken out, the old man couldn't help breathing faster.

The maid narrowed her eyes, and unwrapped the Golden Dragon Bloodwood box again—in the end, there was a round box the size of an egg inside the Golden Dragon Bloodwood box.

"Five layers box!"

The old man's blood pressure soared again, as if his blood vessels were about to burst... Did he just miss out on the five-layer box?

The maid shook the round box lightly, and the old man suddenly twitched with pain on his face: "You, you, take it easy... Take it easy!"

"Oh, I won't be able to untie the box on the fifth floor." The maid sighed at this moment, showing a look of embarrassment, "It seems that I still have to take it back and show it to my master... yes I can't help this boss, I didn't expect there is another layer, and I can't do anything about it."

"Wait...wait a minute." The old stall owner gritted his teeth at this moment, "I'll take this box! Make a price! I'll take whatever you want!"

"That's it..." Miss Maid [hesitation] said: "I'm afraid not, my master likes special things very much, this rare five-layer box, the master will definitely like it."

"Even if it is a five-layer box, it may not be able to open good things!" The old man of the stall owner said quickly: "The last time the city of white steel opened a five-layer box, it contained a poison bead. The person who opened the box Now the grass on the grave is already three feet high! Little girl, we will not cheat you, just follow the market price, this kind of third-order blind box, the price of a layer is five times higher, you bought it with 30 spirit stones, why not Double it by 30... You are the fifth floor, 750 million! But you also bought it from me, let's do it as a good idea, and wipe it off, how about 8000 million?"

"Boss, if you can offer such a price, I feel that I will lose money? You are not lying to me, are you?"

— Do you want to grab it?
The old stall owner was stunned, but thinking that the other party cut vegetables, he seemed to have solved the fifth floor... and the [owner] behind him...

Also, the check I just wrote is still a cashier's check from the [Kunlun] Bank's head office, so ordinary monks can get it?
Five-layer box... Looking at the size, there is a high probability that it contains pills.

Once the elixir is prescribed, even if it is just a poison elixir, it can at least be doubled... If the elixir with other effects is definitely more than this price.

Gritting his teeth, the old stall owner resolutely took out a tattered cloth bag, and poured out the contents of the bag at once. The miscellaneous things were piled up half a meter high.

"Here, I have almost all my net worth!" The old man stall owner said in a deep voice: "Little old man, it is not easy for me to pick up waste in foreign battlefields for ten years. Good luck, I will keep some good things for you in the future! If you don’t want to, I have nothing to say, even if I am in bad luck today, and the treasures are covered with dust... I have a pity that there are more than 40 people in my family. A 200-year-old useless giant baby needs to be raised, and a 150-year-old mother who brushes rockets for the anchor every day, and a [-]-year mortgage... Is it easy for me?"

It sounds so hopeless...

"This..." The maid couldn't help but sighed, and nodded hesitantly, "Okay, the master told me to be kind to others... Boss, I will pay the price you agreed. Besides, these things... "

As he said that, under the painful eyes of the old man, the lady maid picked out a few things in it, and then said again: "I can't take all of them, I just want these few things."

It includes the previous clay tablet.

The old man, the stall owner, saw it, and always felt that something was wrong, but the little girl only picked up a few things at this time... Although they were all good boutiques, the old man still had some feelings in his heart——this little girl Girl, it's still kind!

Delivery in one hand, delivery and money in one hand.

The old stall owner hugged the five-layer box happily, as if he was afraid that the other party would repent, he quickly stuffed it into his tattered bag.

"By the way, boss, do you know where the office of the University Alliance in the City of White Steel is located?" the maid asked abruptly.

"Oh? Where are you going?" The old stall owner subconsciously said, "At the end of First Avenue, the one with the Union badge is the biggest building."

"I heard that the biggest person in the city of white steel is Lord Yuhuatian, isn't it?"

"You mean Yuhuatian?" The old stall owner was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "He is at best the second in command of Baigang City, the one who really talks about things in Baigang City, who has not been able to retreat all the year round... Cao Dugong is the quasi-emperor, how can I and other little people see it? You little girl, how are you going there... Could it be that you have something to do with the alliance?"

"A few people I know were taken away by Lord Yuhuatian, so I'm a little worried." Miss Maid sighed.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult." The old man at the stall shook his head with a wry smile, "The person caught by Yuhuatian will have to shed a layer of skin if he doesn't die... What did your friend do?"

The maid shook her head.

The old stall owner didn't go any further. After packing up the things on the ground, he couldn't wait to go back and open the fifth-layer box...but he probably couldn't open the fifth-layer box by himself, so he still had to find someone. Just help.

"By the way, why were you interested in that clay tablet in the first place?" The old man said, "There is a sword intent on that clay tablet. .”

"Because what's hidden here seems to be a so-called emperor-level sword intent." The maid blinked her eyes.

The old man at the stall opened his mouth, and his eyes widened in a daze.

I saw the maid directly tearing apart the clay board, and then a majestic and terrifying sword intent shot up into the sky instantly... The entire city of white steel shook a few times.

The old man at the stall subconsciously took a few breaths.

"The Great Emperor's Sword Intent?" At this moment, an ecstatic voice came from the depths of the White Steel City, "This seat is Cao Zhengchun, the lord of the White Steel City! No matter who you are, come and see me with this Sword Intent My family, I promise you a quarter of the city of white steel!"

The maid smiled lightly at the source of the voice and said, "Okay, I'll be right here."

She stepped out and disappeared.

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At the end of the dark alley, the old man slapped himself abruptly, holding the five-layer box, recalling the first scene.

——"I'll help you open this box, and if you sell this clay tablet to me, what do you think?"

The old man's stall owner's blood pressure burst instantly, and a mouthful of old blood was smeared on the wall.

TM's...

(End of this chapter)