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Chapter 71 Return to the Black Market
Based on their identities and status, it was not a problem for them to help out when their father had an accident. Either the so-called friends they said were just fake, or there was something else hidden about this matter.

At this moment, Chen Bufei was thinking wildly and couldn't calm down at all.

Time flies, night falls, and it's night again.

Chen Bufei raised his head and looked at the night sky. He is going to the black market now, not only to buy things this time, but also to find the beggar with good eyesight.

He thought the beggar could do him that favor.

Zhou Qingya was afraid that the young master of the Gu family would come looking for her again, so she also left with Chen Bufei. She even had a way to change hotels, but that might make the young master of the Gu family feel angry and feel that she was not showing face.

The two came to the black market where they had been once last night, and it was eight o'clock now.

Sure enough, there are far more people tonight than before, and it can even be said to be the most crowded in recent years.

The entire black market is already crowded with people from all corners of the country, fish and dragons are mixed, and all kinds of Mandarin mixed with dialects are floating around.

Chen Bufei glanced at the time, and said to Zhou Qingya: "Go ahead and see if there are any treasures you can miss!"

It's only eight o'clock, and the beggar hasn't come yet, so Chen Bufei won't wait here foolishly.

After the two entered, the surroundings became even more crowded.

Rubbing shoulders and heels is completely crowded.

Later, it seemed that the entrances on the left and right were blocked by people, and it became better after limiting the number of people.

But at first glance, it is still a head that stretches as far as the eye can see.

Chen Bufei's eyes fell on everything in the surrounding street stalls, and he would go in to have a look at any antique shop he passed by, so as not to miss any good treasures.

There are many good treasures here.

Some people who come to participate in the Treasure Appraisal Conference will bring some shady things to trade here.

Of course they don't appear on the stage in person, they will entrust someone to come here to help them sell, and everyone wears masks.

This is also an excellent place to launder money.

[System task, collect a third-level oil lamp, reward 100 points. 】

[Collect a piece of level 3 white jade, reward 200 points. 】

Listening to the electronic sound in his head, Chen Bufei began to search for the oil lamps and white jade needed for the mission.

White jade is quite easy to find.

Jade is the most common item in the antique market.

But the oil lamps are different. Ordinary oil lamps are fine, but it is difficult to see the third-class antique oil lamps.

Generally, it is good to find a second-level one.

Not many collect such things, and even fewer sell them.

Maybe there is no such thing in this black market.

Chen Bufei first bought a piece of white jade, which cost him 5 yuan. This piece of white jade meets the third grade mentioned in the system task.

All that's left is the three-stage oil lamp.

As soon as Chen Bufei took the white jade, he asked the shopkeeper, "Boss, do you still have any oil lamps?"

The boss shook his head and said, "There was one last week, but it has already been bought."

"Then do you know who sells oil lamps around here, preferably from the Ming Dynasty, but also from the Qing Dynasty."

The boss shook his head, "I don't know that, but you can go to Qinglong Hall and have a look. They often sell some small items there. Maybe there is something you need."

Chen Bufei nodded and took Zhou Qingya out.

Zhou Qingya asked suspiciously: "Why do you want to buy oil lamps? There are quite a lot of oil lamps..."

"There are a lot of them. Most of them were brought out from the cemetery by grave robbers..." Chen Bufei said, most people would not buy such things if they had nothing to do.

Many people buy calligraphy and painting vases, who can buy a lamp, or a lamp to light the way for the dead in the cemetery?
If it wasn't for the mission, Chen Bufei would never buy it.

According to what the previous boss said, he found this Qinglongtang, went in and saw a middle-aged man in his 40s sitting inside.

The middle-aged man has just finished a deal with a customer.

There were a lot of people in the black market tonight, and every business was doing very well. Almost as soon as a customer was sent away, a new customer arrived.

"Boss, do you have an oil lamp here?" Chen Bufei asked.

"There are so many, you can have as many as you want, all of them are here, come and have a look..." The middle-aged man brought Chen Bufei to a corner.

There is a big box in the corner, and there are more than a dozen oil lamps in it.

Chen Bufei stretched out his hand.

Originally, he wanted to pick one at random, but then, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw an oil lamp that contained the breath of time.

Chen Bufei raised his head and asked, "Boss, how do you sell these things?"

Generally, in such black market transactions, the origin of the items is not asked.

The boss thought for a while and said, "Seeing that you are also an expert, I will not deceive you. These few lamps cost 2000 yuan each. You can give it to you."

Chen Bufei knew that the boss had a small heart, and according to the general price of 1000 yuan, it was considered high, but...

He didn't haggle over the price, and just took out the money to sell the oil lamp with a strong sense of time.

This lamp is sold at the auction, let alone 100 million, 10,000+ can still be sold.

Of course, this thing is not like a jade pendant vase calligraphy and painting. There are many buyers and a wide audience. Even if this kind of thing can sell for a good price, you have to meet a buyer who really likes it.

Now everything needed for the task is complete.

Chen Bufei didn't plan to leave just like that.

He continued to wander around the stalls on the surrounding streets, looking for things that contained the flavor of time. As long as the price was not too high, he would buy them.

Generally, the price of these fragments is not very high.

Most of them are in four digits, and generally few can be in five digits.

Chen Bufei has never participated in such a lively black market, and of course he will not let go of such a great opportunity.

Zhou Qingya followed Chen Bufei, always vigilant about her surroundings, for fear that she would get separated from Chen Bufei if she was not careful.

Chen Bufei squatted next to a booth, lowered his head to pick up a piece of pottery, and put it down after looking at it.

This thing is a fake.

Then he took a fragment with the smell of time in his hand and examined it. Of course, this thing is not worth hundreds of reward points, but there should be a few.

"Boss, how much is this?" Chen Bufei asked casually.

The boss blinked his eyes, a little confused, why does this young man want a piece of pottery instead of a whole pottery?
But when business came, the boss was of course happy and said, "5000 yuan, but seeing how sincere you are, let's give it four thousand!"

Although Chen Bufei wanted to buy it, he was not taken advantage of.

If he paid a high price for everything, wouldn't everyone treat him like a fool?

"Boss, I'm an expert, don't fool me!"

(End of this chapter)