The old man took out a magnifying glass and looked at them one by one under the warm sunshine.

"Well, this belt buckle is gold-plated, but it's a little damaged. It's made of three silver coins. Well, this lighter is pretty good. It's a commemorative edition from Three Phase Heavy Industries in 2007, one gold and two silver coins..."

The old man muttered and wrote down in his notebook with a pencil.

The transactions here quickly attracted the attention of other vendors, who all looked over, their eyes fixed on the piles of trinkets.

"Old man, business is good."

Not long after, a man with a sinister face left his stall, pushed aside Cassie, squatted in front of the stall, and said to the old man with a half-smile.

Cassie showed displeasure at being squeezed away, but she didn't get angry. After all, the other party was a local and they were just passers-by. There was no need to have a conflict unless it was absolutely necessary.

The old man pulled down his glasses, glanced at the man, and without saying a word, picked up the magnifying glass and continued to look at the goods.

"You don't take care of your brothers when you have business. There is an old saying in the Eastern Continent that you can't gain weight by eating alone." The man said, his tone was a bit sinister.

"Well, let's break up the brothers a little bit." The man said, picking up a lighter and playing with it in his hand.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded from the man's side: "I told you you can move?"

The man turned to look at Chen Xing and said with a smile, "Boss, which one is not selling this?" Then his face darkened and he looked fierce. He glanced at several vendors at the back of the alley and gave a thumbs up.

Pointing backward, he said, "Go and ask them what kind of person I, the Pangolin Tiger, am."

"What kind of person?" Chen Xing asked with a slight smile.

"Here..." the man pointed to the ground and said arrogantly, "there is nothing that my mountain tiger can't eat."

"Oh..." Chen Xing looked like he suddenly understood, then looked at the old man and asked, "What do you think?" Although this man who called himself "Panshan Tiger" made him a little disgusted, he did not want to get involved in the dispute between local vendors.

contradiction.

The old man pulled down his glasses, looked at Chen Xing, then at Chuan Shanhu, said nothing, lowered his head, and continued to look at the goods.

"Old fool, I'm asking you a question!" Pangolin Tiger became impatient and snatched the old man's magnifying glass and threw it to the ground. With a "snap", the glass shattered all over the floor.

The old man looked at the debris on the ground, shook his head and sighed, seemingly helpless.

"Quote a price." Chen Xing said. Obviously, the old man had no choice but to change the transaction partner.

"This belt buckle is too old and not in good condition. It's one silver each, the lighter is three silver each, the pistol is second-hand, and the hardware..." Panshanhu fiddled with it casually and said lazily, "I want it.

Otherwise, I'm too lazy to look at it. Let's just be more relaxed. The price is one hundred gold coins in total."

"The price is too low, we won't sell it." Chen Xing stood up and said. These things are worth at least five hundred gold coins, but the other party offered a price close to robbery. This can only mean one thing - the other party is a rookie, and he doesn't even know the rules.

don't know.

"Slow down!" Cassie was about to pack things, but the pangolin stretched out his hand to stop him. He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, menacingly, and threatened, "I told you, there is nothing here that my pangolin tiger can't eat." He raised his voice,

He clenched his fists and said, "People can leave, but the goods stay!"

Hearing Pangolin Tiger's words, Chen Xing smiled, and Cassie also laughed. But the person involved was a little dazed, and didn't seem to understand what the two of them meant.

"Is he new here?" Chen Xing pointed at the pangolin tiger and asked the old man.

As the saying goes, thieves have their ways, and those who do back-alley business also have basic industry rules and bottom lines. Buying and selling by force is one of the bottom lines. If you really want to rob openly, why bother bargaining, talking, and just come out with a gun?

.

Not only does the other party not understand the rules of the industry, he doesn't even have the basic vision to distinguish the identity of the guests. He is just a headless fly, flying around without knowing the truth. In other words, the other party is not a local snake, and it is impossible.

What kind of background is there? No one with any status would support such a fool.

The old man didn't speak, just smiled and nodded.

"Cassie, give him a hundred gold coins." Chen Xing focused his eyes and emphasized, "It must be resounding."

"Come." Cassie waved to the pangolin tiger. The latter thought he was going to give him money and leaned towards him. Cassie grabbed the pangolin tiger's collar and slapped him on the face full of flesh.

"One gold coin!" "Pah!" "Two gold coins!" "Pah!" "Three gold coins!" "Pah!"

The pangolin was just a paper tiger, but Cassie beat him to pieces on the spot, with stars in his eyes.

"Four gold coins!" "Pa!" "Five gold coins!" "Pa!" "Six gold coins!" "Pa!"

Within a few strokes, the pangolin tiger was slapped until his face was swollen and his nose was bruised. Several teeth fell out, and blood mixed with foam fell to the ground. By the time he was slapped more than a dozen times, he had already rolled his eyes and fainted. He was about to be beaten again.

If he went down, someone would be killed. Cassie flicked the opponent aside like a dead dog.

The pangolin tiger's fat body hit the wall of the back alley and collapsed along the wall.

After this small episode, the transaction continues.

After half an hour of counting, Chen Xing and the others left the back alley with a bag containing more than five hundred gold coins. Until they left, the pangolin tiger was still slumped in the corner, as if it were mud.

After returning to the bar, A Qiaomu had already returned from shopping. The four of them gathered at the wooden table and divided the more than 500 gold coins they had just received. In addition to the more than 100 here, Chen Xing had more than 1,000 gold coins in cash.

, it’s heavy and not very convenient to carry. But there’s nothing we can do about it. Now we can’t use a black watch for transactions, we can only use cash.

He shared all the money he received from the Black Eagle Group equally, and did not share more because of his special status. All four of them contributed, and if we were to take the lead, it was Aqiaomu's. Without her to attract firepower, they would not have been able to succeed so easily.

"The supply of goods here is not very sufficient. There is no Donglu Company. There are only three models of Zhongcun Food..." A Qiaomu took out three military rations and placed them on the table for Chen Xing to inspect.

The first one has a large bowl of noodle soup printed on it, a cartoon girl with twin ponytails lying in the bowl taking a bath, and "Chidori Ramen" written above it. The second one has a square food box printed on it, and a cartoon girl with long blue hair.

I took a steam bath in a box, and it said "Oshima eel set meal" on the top. The label of the third order was similar, with a cartoon girl and food, and it said "Pocket Tempura".

This is military rations produced by Zhongcun Food. The portion is relatively small, but the taste is good. Chen Xing nodded with satisfaction and motioned to A Qiaomu to put it away.

"Boss, that businessman over there seems to be looking for mercenaries." After reading the rations, Danny pointed to a table of people in the middle of the bar and said.

PS:
Chapter completed!