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Chapter 6 The Street Stall Is A Fudge

The sun has just risen, the warm sunshine shines on the earth, and the breeze blows gently. This morning is quite comfortable and is a good time to go shopping.

Luo Ding finally squeezed out of the bus. It was the time to go to work in the morning, and the bus was full of canned sardines. However, he had no intention of wandering around slowly. He came with a purpose, so after getting off the bus, he immediately headed towards Fengshui Street.

Luo Ding came here today to buy a good magic weapon and sell it to pay for Wang Yun, so he did not walk into the old building, but turned a few turns and then plunged into a small street behind the old building.

The small street is about three or four hundred meters long and only five meters wide. In addition to the small shops on both sides of the street, there are also small street stalls on the side of the road, and the road left in the middle is only two meters wide for people to walk on. At this time, people are surging here and it is very lively.

Early-waking insects are eaten by birds, but early-waking birds have insects to eat. Business people do not have the habit of sleeping in, so early in the morning, there are people coming and going, picking up goods, bargaining, and it is very lively.

Luo Ding walked slowly along Feng Shui Street. He stuffed a steamed bun in one hand and a cup of bean paddle in the other hand. He had seen it in several stalls just now and didn't find what he wanted, but Luo Ding was not anxious. This small street sells magic weapons, and there are also experts everywhere in the mix. If you can easily find good things, that would be a real ghost.

"Oh, this is the guy I picked up from here a few days ago. Why don't you come to me to see if there is anything good?"

Zhao Dajun looked at Luo Ding, who was not far from him, and his heart moved and greeted him loudly. Which of the people who could survive in this fiercely competitive Fengshui Street was not a sharp-eyed eye? In Zhao Dajun's eyes, Luo Ding's shaking, looking left and right, looking at the expression of pretending to be a master from time to time was the favorite "prey" of these street stalls in Fengshui Street. In Cantonese, it was "water fish". If you let such a person go, it would be "never tolerated".

Hearing Zhao Dajun's greeting, Luo Ding couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhao Dajun. He didn't remember when he had seen him, and the so-called bargaining was beyond words. However, when Luo Ding's eyes fell on the stall at Zhao Dajun's feet, he immediately understood that the other party was just talking nonsense and taking on business. Luo Ding couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, knowing that the other party regarded him as a rookie.

"Hmph! If there are really good things in your stall, I will make you cry even if you cry." Luo Ding thought while walking towards Zhao Dajun's stall.

If Luo Ding did not have the ability of his right hand, he would naturally not have the confidence. With the ability, everything would be different. The things on the street stall cost only a few hundred yuan. If Luo Ding picked up a vacancy here, Zhao Dajun would really cry to death.

Luo Ding squatted down in front of Zhao Dajun's stall, and while flipping through the things on the stall, he said, "Oh, do you have a vacant person here?"

"Hey, it depends on your eyesight." Zhao Dajun said cunningly. When he saw his own words "deceived" Luo Ding, Zhao Dajun felt proud. He looked at Luo Ding again, and he was 100% sure that the young man in front of him must be a rookie. After rolling in this industry for a long time, his techniques and postures of holding things were different. In Zhao Dajun's eyes, Luo Ding's fingers were stiff, his eyes were tilted and his neck was crooked. What wasn't he a rookie?

"Hey, I want to pick up a bargain from my Zhao Dajun's stall? How is that possible? It seems that it is going to open today, and I have to get the money for the wine and meat tonight, not." Zhao Dajun said to himself, thinking about how to fool Luo Ding for a while.

The so-called bargaining refers to finding good things that others cannot see based on their eyesight, and then buying them at an extremely low price. The opposite of bargaining is to get a look. These two situations not only exist in the antique world, but also in the magic weapon world.

"I see, the things on your stall are not good."

Since he discovered the superpowers of his right hand, Luo Ding has focused on studying magic tools. Although he has not had a lot of practical experience, he still understands basic things. Although Zhao Dajun has a lot of things on the stall, the quality is really not very good. Most of the things that don’t use the superpowers of his right hand, Luo Ding can tell that they are just some money-filling goods. But he doesn’t care. Anyway, he comes with the mentality of picking up bargains. If you pick up bargains, you will be scrambling gold in the sand. So Luo Ding and Zhao Dajun were clamoring all over the place while slowly turning over the things on the stall.

"If you like it, it is a good thing. If you don't like it, it is not a good thing." Zhao Dajun said with a smile.

Luo Ding looked through it for a while and found that there was no good thing here. Although this was normal, he was still disappointed. If it weren't for Wang Yun's affairs, he wouldn't have been in a hurry to find good things. But now time is really tight, so he can't stand to "dig" slowly like this.

Just when Luo Ding wanted to stand up and leave, he immediately thought of a problem, that is, if the stalls are fake or worthless, they might have one or two good things in their hands, but they would not take them out easily. They immediately stood up, patted the dust on their hands, and deliberately showed a disappointed expression on their face and said:

"All right, don't swear, you don't even have something you like here. I want to buy a good thing, but it's a pity that there isn't."

"No, I have a lot of good things on this stall. You can pick them up." Zhao Dajun shouted immediately when he saw Luo Ding was about to slap his butt and left.

Luo Ding shook his head and said, "If you have anything else, take it out. If not, then I won't waste my time here."

Seeing that Zhao Dajun was still pretending, Luo Ding stopped talking, turned around and pretended to leave. Luo Ding knew that these street stalls were like this. He knew that what he had set up was not a good thing, but he tried his best to sell it. He would definitely not be fooled like this.

"Do you want copper coins?"

Zhao Dajun shouted loudly. He did have a good thing in his hand, but now he is not in his hand. He just collected a bag of copper coins last night. Now that he saw Luo Ding leaving, he had to take it out and count it.

"Oh, okay, let's show it to me."

Copper coins are a type of magic weapon. The five elements belong to metal. The aura formed by them can block evil, such as flying blade evil, spear evil, reverse bow evil, opening evil, etc., and also have the effect of warding off evil, and are widely used. If you can find five copper coins to make a string of Five Emperors coins, it is also a good choice, but this type of copper coins is not worth much unless it is consecrated by a monk. So when Luo Ding heard Zhao Dajun say that the things he took out were copper coins, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. But since they have already arrived, let's take a look, it won't take much time anyway.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The copper coins were poured out by Zhao Dajun. The copper coins were packed in a cloth bag. When they were poured out, they were spread on the stall. It seemed that there were more than a hundred and dozens of them.

"There is nothing good." Luo Ding said, shaking his head while picking it.
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