The rookie returns and flies in the apocalypse

Zuo Ling picked quickly, piling aside the ones he picked out and letting go of the ones he picked.

She picked a piece, and the middle-aged man looked at it, comparing them with each other, with doubts on his face.

Zuo Ling secretly sneered, even if there are people who awaken supernatural powers in the last days, they will only be a very small group of people.

You want to see the difference with your naked eyes? Stop daydreaming!

It's really that easy, and my aunt has no chance of messing around.

The movement here attracted many spectators, and the stall owners crowded over to have a look.

Zhang Xiuying was huddled in the crowd and was worried. It's over, it's over, she must have walked away with a treasure.

Ask a middle-aged man:

"Lao Dai," said towards Zuo Lingnu, "do you have anything to say?"

Lao Dai smiled bitterly, it would be nice if he knew.

I just couldn't tell, so I took out all the goods and asked Zuo Ling to pick them, trying to figure out the pattern.

The rules are not summarized, but instead it becomes more and more confusing.

Let’s just talk about the few pieces Zuo Linggang picked out. Only one piece looks good.

Unfortunately, it has cracks in the middle and is of little value.

The other pieces were either of poor color or poor water quality, or were too small, too brittle, and of inferior quality.

This kind of mainland product is like mosquito meat to him.

There is no way, there are too many poor people, there are too many mosquitoes, and there will always be two ounces of meat left.

After spending half his life in the jade circle, he accumulated a lot of scraps that no one wanted, and let Zuo Ling pick them out as he pleased, with the intention of clearing the inventory.

More and more people were watching the excitement, and everyone looked at Zuo Ling in surprise as he picked at Zuo Ling like a picky pig.彡彡訁凊

Zuo Ling was very excited and picked another seven or eight yuan. It was a rare opportunity. Who had any leftovers...

In the end, Zuo Ling picked out another 5 yuan, not counting the 11 yuan he picked out first.

"How much are these?"

"What price do you think is suitable?"

Lao Dai didn't see Mingtang, and was a little angry. He wanted to see how Zuo Ling would bid.

Zuo Ling pondered for a moment:

"Although the quantity I just picked is large, the quality is not as good as the 5 pieces. I will pay 5 yuan."

During normal times, the leftovers Zuo Ling picks out only cost a few dozen, one or two hundred, and she offers them 5, which is not a low price.

But today, Lao Dai was angry and said: "Add another 1, if you don't want to, forget it."

Zuo Ling smiled and said: "Deal."

Old Day suddenly felt that he had lost hundreds of millions.

3 plus 6, a total of 9 yuan.

Pay in one hand and deliver in one hand.

There was no more excitement to see, and the people around dispersed.

Zuo Ling was about to leave when Lao Dai stopped her:

"I have a friend who also makes jade and has a lot of money. Are you interested?"

Zuo Ling looked wary. It was inappropriate to be in the limelight today. She didn't want to risk her own life.

Lao Dai glanced at her sideways:

"Don't worry, you won't go to places where people are being carried away, public places, or ghost markets. Have you heard of it? I called my friend there. He has more stocks than I do."

Zuo Ling has heard of the ghost market but has never been to it.

The temptation is huge, give it a try! If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs.

"The one in Xihuang? It's too far."

There are eight ghost markets in Kyoto, and she doesn't want to go to one that's too remote.

Lao Dai is funny, the little girl is very clever, and the geographical boundaries are very strict. The safest place is within the Xihuang Second Ring Road.

He said happily: "Sure, I'll give it to the Emperor. Little girl, don't break the promise. My friend's business is big, so don't make it difficult for Lao Dai."

He didn't know what he was doing, so he tried to seduce his friends. If he didn't solve the mystery, the meat would no longer taste good.

"Okay, I'll definitely go."

Originally, Zuo Ling wanted to try his luck in the ghost market, but with Lao Dai as the matchmaker, it made things easier.

"Between 2 a.m. and 4 a.m., don't oversleep."

Lao Dai chased after and warned him.

After thinking about it, I felt uneasy and asked again: "Do you know the specific address? Don't go to the wrong place."

Zuo Ling was embarrassed. She only knew a rough idea of ​​how big the Western Emperor was. She could just go and find out later.

Lao Dai's forehead is jumping, what is a ghost market? Can a haunted place be in plain sight? By the time you find the place, the ghost market will be over!

Be patient and write the address to Zuo Ling.

"Thank you. You are such a good person."

After getting an advantage, Zuo Ling did not forget to behave.

"You really think I'm a good person, why don't you tell me what the key is?"

Lao Dai refused to give up.

"Will you tell your competitors about the source of the goods? I'm afraid you can pry into me. Let's go, see you tonight."

Zuo Ling wouldn't be stupid enough to tell him.

Looking at Zuo Lingyuan's back, Lao Dai was extremely depressed.

At the end of the day, Zuo Ling was tired but overly excited.

I really didn’t expect such a big harvest, it was like being possessed by a koi carp.

Zuo Ling was excited to find a restaurant and have a good meal.

Remember that we have to go to the ghost market in the evening, forget it, business is more important.

The car drove to the hotel chain closest to Xihuang Ghost Market, and bought a large pancake, a few cold dishes, and two kinds of cooked food from the food stall next to the hotel.

She took her back to the hotel to deal with it, set the triple alarm clock, and fell asleep. She was too tired.

Her hands and feet were restrained, she screamed and struggled hard, someone was calling her sister, laughing with disdain and disgust, and a thick steel needle was pierced towards her...

Zuo Ling suddenly sat up from the bed, breathing heavily.

The alarm on her phone was ringing, and she was having another nightmare.

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Zuo Ling lay back down. After being reborn, he had nightmares every night.

Ding Jiaojiao! Zuo Ling clenched his fists, looked fierce, gritted his teeth and spit out three words.

Press the alarm, it's 1:[-] in the morning, it's too late.

After washing my face, the cool water immediately refreshed me.

Take out the bag of baking soda and apply it on your hands like hand cream.

In Baoshan, Lao Dai had a lot of inventory, and she took too long to select. Fortunately, no crystals mutated.

Otherwise, you will be in big trouble.

Baking soda powder still works well.

I went to Xihuang Ghost Market on an appointment, but I still took the risk even though I knew my behavior was inappropriate.

Rather than danger, Zuo Ling cared more about quickly obtaining energy crystals.

The Ding family is arrogant and arrogant. They didn't expect that she would be reborn and would not follow and investigate her now. She would be much safer.

The reason why he gained so much from Lao Dai is that he has accumulated a wealth of money for many years. The second is that the other world has not yet arrived, there are few people who have awakened supernatural powers, and the people from the hidden family have not yet entered the world.

Taking advantage of the time gap, it is the right way to quickly obtain energy crystals. It will be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future.

Ten minutes away, the ghost market is here.

The ghost market is in a secluded alleyway in Xihuang. When he arrived, Zuo Ling slapped the back of his head and forgot to buy a mask.

I heard people say that you need to wear a mask when visiting the ghost market.

As a result, worrying is unnecessary.

There wasn't a single light in the alley, it was all illuminated by the residual light from both sides, making it dark.

It's not that there's no light at all. From time to time, you can see the dim light source of the flashlight and the red dots from cigarettes.

Zuo Ling sighed. He was inexperienced. He didn't even prepare a flashlight. What could he see clearly in the darkness?

Now that we are here, we cannot turn around and leave.

After standing there for about ten minutes, my eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and I plucked up the courage to go into the alley.

As I walked, I scolded myself for being so naive. I didn’t bring any anti-wolf spray, pepper spray, or fruit knife... at all!

As soon as we entered the alley, a beam of dim light shone on the first stall we passed. It was the stall owner's flashlight. The head of the flashlight was covered with a veil, illuminating the goods on the stall dimly.

Zuo Ling took a look and saw a few wood carvings and miscellaneous things, a small incense burner, knives, bronzes, and only two pieces of jade.

Zuo Ling picked it up and looked at it. No, he put it down and walked forward without saying a word.

The stall owner turned off the flashlight and said nothing.

The second stall lit up with a flashlight. This stall had a lot of jade and bracelets.

Zuo Ling looked at it carefully and didn't miss the bracelet.

Ordinary people don't know energy crystals, but they may make them into bracelets.

No, I continued walking forward, the flashlight went out, and the stall owner also said nothing.

After visiting three stores, Zuo Ling understood that when visiting the ghost market, whether it is customers or vendors, you can stay silent as much as possible.

The flashlight's turning on and off not only greets customers, but also indicates whether the business is concluded.

Zuo Ling likes this kind of shopping environment very much. It's simple and direct. If you want it, just negotiate the price. If you don't, you can just walk away.

When he visited the sixth store, Zuo Ling got something. A pendant and two bracelets were made from a piece of energy crystal.

The color is garcinia, slightly dark, and has flaws.

The pendant is engraved with a fat Maitreya, who is always smiling and quite festive. The bracelet is wrapped in silver and the workmanship is quite exquisite.

"how much is it?"

Zuo Ling's voice was very low, as if he was giving a secret signal.

The stall owner looked at her. There weren't many little girls visiting the ghost market in the middle of the night. The experienced ones wouldn't ask and would just talk to her.

Although it is strange, it is not surprising. In the ghost market, all kinds of ghosts and monsters can come.

"twelve thousand."

The stall owners sell not only materials, but also craftsmanship.

The pendants and bracelets must be polished, which is more than one level better than the materials.

Craftsmanship is of no use to Zuo Ling, all she wants is materials.

Although Zuo Ling didn't understand antique jade, he had common sense. Wrapping the bracelet in silver was using craftsmanship to cover up the flaws on the jade. The jade was really good, and no one would bother with it. Wrapping the bracelet in silver actually reduced the value of the bracelet.

As far as merchants are concerned, craftsmanship is paid for, so how can they not increase the price?

Zuo Ling realized that it would be difficult to negotiate the price. She was used to cheating her life, and she didn't want to be taken advantage of, so she was wondering what the appropriate price should be.

Gritting his teeth, he added: "5."

The stall owner shook his head, took back the pendant bracelet, turned off the flashlight, and ignored Zuo Ling.

Turning off the flashlight means seeing off guests.

In the eyes of the stall owner, Zuo Ling is just a random bidder. He always spends time in the market and never bids unreasonably.