Nine Star Hegemony Technique

Chapter 3690
It was a hairpin with an ancient shape, but the appearance was not good, and there were many rust spots on it.

It was nine inches long, and there was a small bird lying on the head of the hairpin. Its tail looked like an ear of wheat, and it hung down naturally. Because there were too many rust spots, it was impossible to tell what kind of bird it was.

"Brother, how do you sell this thing?" Long Chen asked, pointing at the hairpin.

The person who set up the stall was a thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a shrewd face. When he saw Long Chen coming with Yu Qingxuan and others, his eyes lit up:
"Brother, you really know the goods. Let me tell you, this is a peerless treasure. Hey, you heard me, don't go away..."

Just as the man was about to start whistling, Long Chen got up and left, and the man hurriedly stood up.

Long Chen secretly gave Yu Qingxuan a wink, Yu Qingxuan was ice-snow smart, immediately understood, and walked forward along the path.

The shrewd man was disappointed when he saw that Yu Qingxuan was not with Long Chen, but he still pulled Long Chen and said:
"Brother, don't go, we can't be righteous in business. Listen to me and tell me about the origin of this phoenix glazed hairpin. It's not too late to go. Even if you don't buy it, you will gain insight, right? The so-called shopping around is for you , there is no harm!"

Well, upon hearing Long Chen's tone, this guy didn't come to participate in the Three Thousand Worlds at all, he just came here to trick people into selling things.

Long Chen glanced left and right, seeing that no one was staring at them, Long Chen whispered to that person:

"Brother, everyone is in the same industry. Can you be more professional in selling black jobs? Phoenix hairpins are a pair, and only one phoenix and one phoenix can be put together to form a complete hairpin. Who told you that a single hairpin can be called a phoenix hairpin? It means mandarin duck shovel, can there be only one shovel head?"

"This..." The man was slightly taken aback.

"In addition, your glass will rust? If you are like this, how can you sell black jobs? People who do black jobs, why would they choose you? I am convinced." Long Chen shook his head.

"It turned out to be senior, I'm really rude." The man hurriedly clasped his fist at Long Chen.

The so-called black work is to sell some shady things. The so-called shady does not mean that the origin is unknown, but refers to those treasures buried in the ground. To put it bluntly, they are things in the tomb.

And those who do black work are tomb robbers, one tomb robber, and one who sells stolen goods. After all, Mo Nian is doing black work, but he has to give himself a title-archaeologist. In fact, no matter whether this guy is In the Tianwu Continent, or in the Immortal Realm, there are many underlings who sell unscrupulous jobs.

Because some things are not sure about the value, or it is inconvenient to sell them, I leave them to these people to sell.

Because they can’t see the light, many things that do black work are sold at ultra-low prices to those who sell illegal work, and those who sell illegal work usually make huge profits. Typically, they don’t open for three years. Eat for three years.

So, whoever took a fancy to their things, they would flicker to death and slaughter to death. Long Chen pointed out the identity of that person, just to tell him not to make up stories and waste everyone's time.

Although Long Chen was as rich as an enemy when he was in Tianwu Continent, Mo Nian was no worse than him. He was also very rich, even if someone helped him sell the stolen goods, he kept what he could use, and disposed of what he didn't need.

And the hairpin that Long Chen took a fancy to was an object in a large tomb. If it was in the mortal world, some people might be taboo, but in the fairy world, everyone understands the meaning of life and death, and doesn't care about it at all.

The reason why some objects are shady and called black work is because some objects have amazing origins. If they are treasures unique to a certain powerful force, if they are discovered, they will be hunted down to the ends of the world.

In particular, some objects are the funeral objects of the ancestors. When these funeral objects appear, future generations will know that the ancestral tomb has been stolen, and digging the grave is also an endless feud in the fairy world. Therefore, some objects cannot be seen. Secretly traded here.

"You're welcome, let me tell you this, I've quit my job a long time ago, after all, although this thing is hugely profitable, it's too risky, and it's not a long-term solution.

I came here for the Three Thousand Worlds this time, but seeing so many people, my hands are a little itchy again, I want to run a single line, catch two fat sheep, make some money, and cast a net like you, I am Don't do it. "Long Chen laughed.

Seeing that Long Chen said he was running a single line and cast the net, the guard in the man's eyes relaxed a little, knowing that Long Chen was indeed an insider.

The so-called casting the net is his one-to-many form of flickering, and running a one-way line, only targeting one object, starting to lay out and lay the groundwork, introducing the other party into his story step by step, and finally revealing the treasure. Sell ​​at the highest price.

The way of casting a net can get more opportunities, but if you run a single line, if you have good skills, you can basically run one at a time, and the success rate is extremely high. However, the preliminary layout is very time-consuming and labor-intensive.

"The senior means..." the man said tentatively.

"I'm here to see if there are any old items that are suitable for running the mill. It can be regarded as opening a ticket for you and helping you." Long Chen said.

"Thank you, senior. You can choose, and I will give you the most suitable price." The man was overjoyed. The so-called "runner" means that it is easy to make up stories, play tricks, and pretend to be a sacred object.

Long Chen nodded and said: "I will pick a few eye-catching ones, and I won't let you lose, as long as it's not too dark."

Long Chen was talking, picking and picking, and took seven things, including the hairpin.

"Senior, you really have vision..." the man hurriedly said.

"Well, they are all people in the industry, let's stop playing tricks and give an affordable price." Long Chen hurriedly waved his hand.

"Sorry, this professional habit."

The man was a little embarrassed. In fact, even if someone picked up a piece of dog shit at his booth, he would say that the other party had eyes.

"The few pieces you took, how about this, I'll give you a bloody price, [-], I basically have no money." The man said very sincerely.

"Well, the price is fair, so I'll pay you back." Long Chen said.

"Is this a counter-offer? How much do you want?" the man said a little annoyed.

"Ten thousand" Long Chen stretched out a finger.

"Ten thousand? Senior, you are wrong, even if you kill me, you can't get the price? Absolutely not, at least, at least [-]."

"A price of [-] yuan," Long Chen said.

"forty thousand"

"Thirty-five thousand"

"Deal!" The man agreed with a heartbroken face.

"You have bad eyesight, but your acting skills are pretty good. Thirty-five thousand Immortal King Jing, you earned me thirty-two thousand with tears in your eyes." Long Chen laughed.

When Long Chen said this, the man's face changed, but when Long Chen threw the [-] Immortal King Jing to him, he immediately smiled.

"What's the matter, senior, I really didn't make any money. Senior, why don't you take a look again, and I'll give you a cheaper price this time." The man chuckled and said, obviously, even if it was [-], this guy has made a lot of money.

Long Chen put away his things and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a woman approaching from afar. Long Chen rolled his eyes and said to that person:

"Brother, my one-line is here. You cooperate with me and make money. We will add two to five."

After the sound transmission, Long Chen reached out to his booth, picked up a palm-sized bronze coffin, gritted his teeth and said:

"The minimum is 5000 million? Can it really not be any cheaper?"

(End of this chapter)