In order to make the most profit, many chambers of commerce will offer low prices for the items that adventurers desperately obtain. And adventurers are not fools, so a flea market will usually be formed in places where there are many adventurers.
As one of the adventure bases, Lucheng naturally also has a flea market.
The flea market in the city of Sethofenbulu is a very prosperous commercial street. On that street, hundreds of adventurers place the goods obtained by their adventures on the stalls and drive out.
One price, and then let others buy it.
Among the goods brought by the adventurers, some are real and some are fake, and some are real. Whether you can find good goods depends entirely on your personal vision. Therefore, it has attracted many people who think they have a good eye to come to this market.
The leakage in the inspection makes this commercial street appear extremely prosperous.
Zhao Feng has never been to this kind of place before, because with his eyesight, if he wants to find good things from here, it will undoubtedly be like finding a needle in a haystack.
Zhao Feng opened his Insight Eyes and came to the flea market, looking at the stalls one by one.
"The Sword of the King! This is clearly a broken wooden sword. The egg of a mysterious eighth-level monster is clearly a black fossil. Even if there is a monster inside, it has been dead for hundreds of years, right? The forbidden curse is frozen for thousands of miles.
A fragment of a magic scroll, this is clearly a piece of black rag." Zhao Feng looked over and saw that each of the stalls had a bigger tone than the other, but most of them were fake and shoddy goods, and some of the genuine ones he knew were...
The price is not much cheaper than that in that store. After all, no one is a fool.
"Low-quality energy block. Contains 300 energy points." Just as Zhao Feng glanced across a stall inadvertently, a line of valuable information appeared on a stone with more than a dozen black flowers.
in his mind.
Zhao Feng stopped and came to the stall.
"My friend, what do you want to buy? What I have here are all good things. You see, although this dagger is a little worn out, it is an out-and-out antique. I collected it from a ruined nobleman.
As long as you pay ten gold coins, this antique will be yours. If you don't like antiques, it doesn't matter. There is also a fighting spirit training secret book that can be used to cultivate to a great swordsman. This
It is my family heirloom that has been passed down for eight generations. It was only passed down to my generation because I was not qualified enough, so I had to reluctantly sell it. As long as you pay twenty gold coins for this secret book, it will be yours. And
Here is the flower of the black spirit that can be used to make magic potion. The precious treasure of the distinguished mages is the flower of the black spirit. The market price is twenty gold coins per flower. I am in urgent need of money. I only need fifty gold coins. The flower of the black spirit on the stone
The flowers are all yours..." The stall owner, who looked like a skinny monkey, introduced Zhao Feng with great enthusiasm.
Although the stall owner boasted about his goods, Zhao Feng was not a rookie treasure hunter who knew nothing. The stall owner could only deceive those who came to this flea market with a lot of money to find treasures.
of being taken advantage of.
"I paid a fixed price for both this dagger and these flowers, twenty copper coins! This dagger is just a worn-out dagger, not an antique, and these flowers are the most common black mud flowers on the edge of Berniman's Death Swamp.
A pound of dry goods only costs five copper coins, but I have stayed here for two full years. If I hadn't been short of a handy dagger, you wouldn't have asked me to pay for a single copper coin." When the stall owner finished speaking, Zhao Feng
He took out twenty copper coins from his pocket and threw them to the stall owner.
"Damn it! That dagger belongs to you." The stall owner cursed and picked up the copper coins one by one.
Those things are all cheap goods that the stall owner got from other places. If he encounters a fat sheep who doesn't know the goods, he will be killed. If he meets a knowledgeable person like Xiang Zhao Feng, as long as he can make a profit
, he will also sell goods.
If you buy a brand new dagger of that type in a store, it will cost about twenty-five or six copper coins. However, the cost collected by the stall owner of this second-hand dagger is only seven or eight copper coins. Zhao Feng has already paid for twenty copper coins.
He made more than double the profit, that's why he was so generous, and he didn't have any objection to Zhao Feng asking for the black mud flower pretending to be the flower of the black spirit as a supplement.
After all, the stone was indeed covered with black mud flowers. The stall owner had already confirmed this and would not let anyone check for leaks.
The stall owner quickly wrapped the dagger and the stone with black mud flowers, and then handed them to Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng placed the stone with black mud flowers behind his back, then took out the dagger and waved it casually a few times, drawing several beautiful arcs.
Although this dagger is a second-hand product, it is not rusty, and the blade appears to be quite sharp. It is considered a good item among second-hand products. For those who need it, it is indeed worth the twenty copper coins.
With a satisfied look, Zhao Feng inserted the dagger into his waist and continued walking forward to search for treasures.
"The biological egg in front of you has strength 0 (10), mental strength 0 (10), agility 0 (10), muscle vitality 0 (10), intelligence 0 (10), physical strength 0 (10). Evolution potential, seventh-level bronze warrior
!Current status, weak. System assessment: You can currently kill this creature with one strike!" Just as Zhao Feng passed a stall, this line of information appeared on a black egg.
What is the concept of a seventh-level bronze warrior? Zhao Feng used the [2 basic quality cards] to double his physical fitness, but he was only a second-level bronze warrior.
Because the places where adventurers go in and out are extremely dangerous places, many of them have considerable strength. The strength of the adventurers who set up stalls here is clearly visible under Zhao Feng's insight. The adventurers gathered here
Most of the warriors are only second-level bronze warriors. There are also third-level bronze warriors who are stronger. There are less than five fourth-level bronze warriors. There are no fifth-level bronze warriors, let alone seventh-level bronze warriors.
.
"The creature in front of you has strength 80 (10), mental strength 40 (10), agility 70 (10), muscle vitality 50 (10), intelligence 20 (10), physical strength 81 (10). A fourth-level bronze warrior. Evolution potential,
Level 5 Bronze Warrior! System assessment: You will be killed by this creature in one move!"
The stall owner of the black eggs was a thin man with black hair, yellow skin, and a cold face. He wore black clothes and had a scar on his face.
"How do you sell this thing?" Zhao Feng came to the stall owner, pointed at the black egg, and asked.