He Lingchuan was speechless.
Nonsense, of course! You can exchange as many as you have. Even if you don’t have money, you have to find a way to find money to exchange!
Money is easy to make, but it would be too difficult to let the big demon work as his thug and have to use his fingers like an arm!
In order to win over the spider demon sisters, He Lingchuan also took the risk of offending Bejia and exposing himself.
Fang Canran's eyes lit up: "That's a great deal. Are you willing to sell Brother Dong's demon puppet? On Platinum Island, this must be a rare commodity to live in."
He Lingchuan immediately looked at Dong Rui and raised his eyebrows.
Yes, demon puppets are also very expensive. Why don't you sell two useless ones for money?
Dong Rui shrank in a second: "Not for sale. They are not commodities."
Then he looked at He Lingchuan eagerly: "Those three materials-?"
He Lingchuan was annoyed: "You never said that refining demon puppets would be such a waste of money."
"Otherwise why am I so poor? Why don't you let me go out and rob houses?" Dong Rui looked sad, "If I can't get money and materials, I won't be able to continue my research."
If he could get materials easily, why would he be following He Lingchuan?
He Lingchuan pressed his hand between his eyebrows and hesitated for a long time.
Money, money, I'm really sorry for you.
Finally, he sighed, and the other party said brightly: "Okay, it's settled."
Dong Rui was overjoyed and beat his chest loudly: "Don't worry, this money will definitely be well spent! When the little baby comes out, you will feel it is a good deal at a glance!"
He Lingchuan didn't bother to take another look at him. Before he could warm up the 400,000 taels he had just received, he walked out with 180,000 taels!
Eighty-one minus eighteen, he was left with only 630,000.
Alas, you have to spend money to engage in scientific research, and even if you spend money, you may not get results.
Fang Canran put away the bill of materials: "Okay, I'll take care of this."
…
At night, the dark Cape Tower lights up with two lights, which at first glance looks like stars in the sky.
The ghost market is open, and there will be a sale tonight.
During the day, the deserted streets are illuminated by enthusiastic torches as bright as day. Almost all shops are open, whether they are restaurants, theaters or theaters. The temporary stalls set up on the street are steaming with steam, and itinerant vendors are selling non-stop.
Food, drink and entertainment are all available.
There are a lot of people, and I don’t know where they are hiding during the day.
He Lingchuan and Dong Rui walked around and ate together.
Of course, the busiest thing was the various material stores. He Lingchuan looked at a few and found that the items were strange and weird, but he was not interested in them. Dong Rui, on the other hand, plunged into the material store that specializes in scrap materials and refused to come out.
After another half an hour, He Lingchuan found Fang Canran, and the sales meeting began.
The Platinum Island sale was held in a large house with three floors, so that more customers could see the auction booth in the middle of the first floor.
In terms of environment, this place is not as high-end as Dunyuan in Lingxu City, and no one will provide you with comprehensive services. But when the salesman takes out the auction, he still has to give everyone a good explanation.
For example, this set: "Three hundred and seventy fine iron straight knives, three feet and three inches long. Seventy-seven of them have slight flaws and can be polished. They are not sold at retail and the price is one thousand one hundred taels. The goods are on the ship, that is
Remove as soon as you buy it.”
The origin was not mentioned at all, and 20% of it was defective. He Lingchuan knew as soon as he heard it that it was a "used" weapon, and he didn't know which weapon was cleaned from the battlefield.
But the price of 1,100 taels is very suitable. Judging from the samples displayed on site, the quality is acceptable and the workmanship is passable. There is no problem in using it to kill people.
Fang Canran saw that He Lingchuan was a little moved and said, "Are you interested in this batch?"
"I have so many islands, but I can't let no one keep an eye on the place." Timber, farm tools, and seeds are all easy to buy, but weapons cannot be purchased through regular channels. Neither Bailie nor Qingguo sell them. If He Lingchuan goes everywhere to buy, it will inevitably arouse others' vigilance.
He was unlucky. Min Tianxi and Huang Zhao originally had arms smuggling channels in Mou State, but they haven't been able to get the goods recently.
"There will be a batch of swords and guns coming the day after tomorrow, the quality may be better." Fang Canran whispered, "Shall I keep it for you?"
He Lingchuan was overjoyed: "Then I'll leave it to you."
There were all kinds of lots put up for auction, some of which looked like stolen goods at first glance. He Lingchuan originally just wanted to watch the excitement, but ended up taking some pictures.
The key is that the price is really cost-effective.
No wonder the ghost market on Platinum Island is crowded, and cost-effectiveness is king.
The two of them chatted for a while while looking at the items going up and down, and then another weapon was presented to the booth.
Fluorescent spores have been used at the sales venue, one on the front, one on the left, and one on the left. Every angle and every detail of the auction items on the stage is clearly visible.
He Lingchuan was originally careless, his eyes swept across the stage, and he suddenly stopped:
The new exhibit on stage is a black gun.
There is a bleeding groove on the tip of the gun. From a distance, it looks a bit like the tip of a pen, with lines like soaring clouds.
There was originally a tassel hanging ring under the gun head, but it fell off, leaving only half of it.
A ruby ​​bead is embedded in the handle of the gun.
Why does the style of this gun look so familiar?
He Lingchuan suddenly sat upright, and the blood all over his body rushed to his head.
It's exactly the same as the Red General's favorite gun!
The salesman also said loudly:
"No need to say more about this one, Thunder Gun!"
Even the names are the same?
No, that's not right!
From this gun, he could not feel the iron-blooded murderous aura that dominated thousands of troops.
When fighting against Sanshui Zhenren in the Panlong Secret Realm, He Lingchuan was wearing the red general armor and holding the thunder gun in his hand!
The gun on the table didn't have that kind of telepathy and connection between flesh and blood.
He couldn't be wrong about this.
"Thunder gun?" He turned around and asked Fang Canran, "Where did this gun come from?"
It was the first time that Fang Canran saw his eyes so round.
Has He Xiao ever been so excited?
"This is not true..."
Before he finished speaking, a guest in the front row was already shouting: "What's fake is fake. Make it clear and don't mislead people!"
"Everyone knows that this can't be true." The salesman laughed and said, "Okay, the original owner called it the 'Little Ying Lei Gun'. The gun is eight feet long and weighs eight pounds. Every detail is the same as Ying Lei's gun."
The original version of the gun is the same, and it is equipped with the magical power of 'Thunder Shrinking Technique'. Although it is not the original version, it is still a good thing. Those who are interested can come up and weigh it."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sure enough, a fake is a fake. Otherwise, Fu Sheng Dao would have reacted long ago.
"Everyone knows?" He Lingchuan turned around and asked Fang Canran, "Is the original version of this gun famous?"
Fang Canran was confused: "You don't even know the whole story, why are you excited?"
"I think this gun is very destined for me." He Lingchuan subconsciously clenched his fists, "I mean the original version."
If you say "I think" about something, it's unreasonable.
Fang Canran felt helpless when he heard this: "The Thunder-Responsive Gun is a famous gun in the world, and there are too many imitations of it outside. There are small Thunder-Responsive Guns, Blue-Patterned Thunder-Responsive Guns, Hundred-Refined Thunder-Responsive Guns, etc."
"Why?" Why do these people just imitate the thunder gun when there are so many magic weapons? "Where is the original version of it?"
"King Mou's Palace." Fang Canran's voice penetrated the hustle and bustle of the sales fair and reached He Lingchuan's ears, "The real thunder spear is the magic weapon of the founding emperor of Mou."
With the rise of Mou State, this gun also became famous.
"The founding emperor of Mou State?" He Lingchuan heard himself say in a harsh voice, "Where did he get it from?"
Fang Canran said two words silently.
He Lingchuan recognized his mouth shape and lost his voice:
To be continued...