Wang Han smiled and pushed the beastman.

One old and one young walked inside.

The beast has been to this ghost market, so he is very familiar with this place.

I gave Wang Han a brief explanation.

The organizer of Ghost City, Penglai Pavilion, charges stall fees each time.

The cheapest ones are one million.

In addition, there is another method, which is to avoid paying the stall fee. After the goods are sold, no matter how much the price is sold, Penglai Pavilion will draw one tenth of them.

However, those who can come to this place to set up stalls and sell things are basically good things of high specifications, and those who can be invited to come here are also well-known people.

So relatively speaking, the first one is more cost-effective.

Following the beastman, Wang Han went to the second floor.

After going up, Wang Han finally saw what the beast said was the so-called dance dance.

Just like your mother's female anchors who wiping the whip are selling goods.

Pole dancing is conservative.

Some dance reviews made me feel a headache.

The beast looked straight, turned his head and coughed, signaling Wang Han not to look around.

"If you dare to look at it randomly, I will complain to your wife! I will make you lose fruit!"

Wang Han just glanced at it casually.

It’s just that she is wearing Song Xiaobao’s mask on her face, which is really a bit funny.

I saw with my own eyes that many people looked at each other twice, and then they would stick their dancers to their bodies, and then danced close to each other and acted coquettishly.

The routine is equivalent to the one that the Saowu anchor asks for gifts, but the anchor is Tie Shuhua, and here it is replaced by a customer who buys something from the Saowu stall.

But in the end, it's just like this. Customers can't go further, just enjoy the happiness of their eyes and suffer.

Wang Han followed behind the beastman, "Uncle, what's the difference between this and going against the edge?"

After the beast glanced at it, "Who told you that those dancing must be women?"

Wang Han turned his head and looked at the one who couldn't walk.

Shen Qian stood a masked exotic and pose-like and twisted around in front of him with her buttocks.

I glanced at the waist-hip ratio, knees and hands of the people who were dancing.

Sure enough, some clues were discovered.

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There are so many routines in this society.

But then I thought about it.

Then maybe some people are good at this.

The third floor is relatively formal.

The beast pointed inside, "Do you want to go in and take a look? If you want to go, I'll wait for you here."

Wang Han didn't think much about it. Since they were all here, he would go in and take a look.

The entire building is a circular structure.

Wang Han walked around.

There are many kinds of things here, including ancient books, Ming weapons, and various weapons. They also sell some weapons and armor.

Many people couldn't help but look at Wang Han wearing Song Xiaobao's mask on his face.

The entire ghost market, hundreds of customers and hundreds of sellers, all wore masks. People like Wang Han are simply unique.

It's hard not to remember it.

Those sellers do not deliberately attract customers.

Those who are destined to come and buy it.

They are all very Buddhist and even ignore the guests who come and go.

Only Wang Han took a look at him for no reason.

After seeing this, everyone sighed in their hearts, "What a fool, who is not optimistic about it, ran out."

I spent some money to buy a few Angong Niuhuang Pills.

Wang Han didn't like other things. Wang Han's treasures were all in it, and the things placed here were not as good as those of Wang Han's treasures.

The beastman took Wang Han to walk upstairs.

The fourth floor is obviously a bit higher than the previous specifications.

There is a light inside.

But the outer part is covered with things, and from the outside, it is still dark inside.

All the things here are put into the showcase.

The people who come and go talk a lot, and the voices are all very small.

Wang Han followed the beastman, and everyone was watching their own things.

Until someone accidentally saw Wang Han.

One after another, people looked at Wang Han.

Those who have low laughter will not laugh too much.

Wang Han didn't take it seriously and followed the beastman.

The beast coughed gently, "I'll be serious later. I'll take you to see a friend to see if he can recommend us to meet the people from Penglai Pavilion."

"Okay!"

The elders recommend seniors to the younger generation to expand their connections, which is also one of the most intuitive benefits of being a second generation.

The things in the display cabinet are obviously of higher grade than others.

Wang Han followed the beastman and found that nearly one-tenth of the things in this place came from a place called Baibaoxuan.

"Uncle, why have you never heard of this Baibaoxuan?"

The beastman glanced at it, "I heard that this Baibaoxuan has obtained the inheritance of the Mo family, and some have also said that it has obtained the inheritance of the Gongshu. We don't know the specific ones, but from the bottom of our hearts, his things are a little expensive.

, the quality is indeed good!”

Soon, the beastman met with a man wearing Sun Wukong's mask and greeted him for a few words, then turned around to introduce him to Wang Han, "Lao Jiu, this is your senior Gongsun!"

"Boy Wang Han has met senior!"

The other party reached out and patted Wang Han on the shoulder, "Okay! He has grown so big in a flash!"

After a few greetings, several people walked along the display cabinet.

Wang Han looked at all directions and listened to all directions.

Although everyone's voices were very small, Wang Han could still hear what everyone was saying when he listened carefully.

When turning.

Wang Han suddenly turned his ears to a room in the distance.

Several people stood at the door of that compartment.

A curtain was pulled inside the door and blocked it with other things.

There was no one around within five meters.

The beast urged him.

"Lao Jiu, don't stand in this place. This place is a place where the insiders of Penglai Pavilion rest. We are not afraid of trouble, but we try not to cause trouble!"

Wang Han responded and pretended to walk to the closest showcase.

Still listening to the sounds in the room with my ears pricked up.

There was a voice in the room with a smoky voice and said respectfully, "Mr. Yu, you know the quality of our Baibaoxuan, but only one-tenth of the shop is indeed a small proportion. Mr. Yu,

Let’s give us one-fifth of the shop. Can you Penglai Pavilion draw 13% of the profits from it?”

Then a gentle laugh came out.

"Brother Bai, the state has its own laws and family rules. The rules of Penglai Pavilion cannot be changed. Giving you one-tenth of the position is already the biggest concession."

"Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu, listen to me. You know that Baibaoxuan has encountered something. At present, I am indeed anxious to use money. Can you give you 14% of the profits of Penglai Pavilion?"

The gentle voice sounded very comfortable, and it made people unable to help but imagine the image of a very clean and steady middle-aged uncle in their minds.

"Brother Bai, it's not that I don't give it to you. Everyone wants to eat more meat, but our Penglai Pavilion has always eaten meat and soup. One tenth of the time is added to the old master of Baibaoxuan.
To be continued...