Lisa didn't quite understand what Ma Xiaoquan said, but through the dim oil lamp, she saw Ma Xiaoquan's somewhat unpredictable smile.
Ma Xiaoquan hummed, raised his head, and pointed to the ceramic jar at his feet. The stall owner hummed softly and stretched out his right hand expressionlessly.
Ma Xiaoquan grinned and extended his right hand.
The stall owner retracted his right hand into his sleeve, and Ma Xiaoquan put his right hand into the stall owner's sleeve. The two of them sometimes frowned, sometimes shook their heads, and sometimes nodded.
After a moment, Ma Xiaoquan laughed, but did not make a sound. The stall owner also nodded repeatedly. They seemed to have reached a certain transaction price.
Ma Xiaoquan took out his right hand, and the stall owner also took out his right hand from his sleeve. Then, the stall owner picked up the ceramic jar and handed it to Ma Xiaoquan. Ma Xiaoquan held the back of his hand upward and his palm downward, holding the money in his hand.
How much money was given to the stall owner.
During the whole process, some nearby stall owners just looked at it and stopped paying attention. On the contrary, Lisa's eyes widened and she blinked without understanding.
Ma Xiaoquan took the ceramic jar, weighed it in his hand for a few times, and handed it to Lisa. Lisa took the ceramic jar and asked in a low voice: "Sir, what were you doing with the stall owner just now?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Bargaining?"
"Bargaining? How do you do it? Why don't I understand it at all?"
Ma Xiaoquan explained: "There are two trading rules in this dark market, but before implementing the two trading rules, you must communicate with the seller, and the seller will decide what kind of trading rules you will use. Well, trading rules
There are two types, one is called clear talk, which means that if you want something, you can openly negotiate with the stall owner on the price, which is similar to what we usually do, and the other is called secret talk. For example, I just talked to the stall owner in his shop.
Communicating with gestures on the sleeves is a kind of code language..."
"So, the rules of code words should be the most commonly used, right?"
"Well, that's right. Firstly, it's convenient, and secondly, it's easier to protect the interests of both buyers and sellers."
"Sir, how much did you spend on this ceramic jar?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly and did not answer Lisa's question.
Seeing that Ma Xiaoquan didn't say anything, Lisa didn't ask any more questions. She followed Ma Xiaoquan to another stall.
Ma Xiaoquan squatted down as usual, made eye contact with the stall owner, and then resumed the coded transaction from before.
After a while, Ma Xiaoquan bought the item he wanted. When Lisa was about to go to the next stall with Ma Xiaoquan, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly reached out and wrapped his arms around Lisa's slender waist.
Lisa's face turned red and she was a little at a loss. Although it was night, there were many people in the dark market.
"Don't move, Wei Zhongxian's spy is not far away from us now..." Ma Xiaoquan whispered quietly in Lisa's ear.
Lisa was slightly startled, and then hummed softly.
Ma Xiaoquan hugged Lisa to the third stall and stopped.
This stall was much larger than the previous two stalls where Ma Xiaoquan bought something, and there were many more items than the other stalls. Lisa looked left and right, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she pulled Ma Xiaoquan.
Somewhat excitedly: "Then, there..."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded, smiled and asked the stall owner directly: "How do you sell those piles of gold and silver coins?"
The stall owner glanced at Ma Xiaoquan and frowned. He seemed to be dissatisfied with Ma Xiaoquan's direct inquiry. He snorted and said, "One hundred taels."
"One hundred taels?" Lisa asked in surprise, "Why don't you go and grab it?"
The stall owner glanced at Lisa, ignored her rudeness, and asked Ma Xiaoquan directly: "Do you want it? If not, just go away."
Ma Xiaoquan snorted. He knew that his direct inquiry just now broke the rules of the transaction, so the stall owner was not letting him go. But it didn't matter, his purpose was not to buy the pile of gold and silver coins, his goal was behind him.
People who follow him.
Ma Xiaoquan glanced at the pursuer not far behind him from the corner of his eye, smiled and said to the stall owner: "One hundred taels? So cheap?"
"Cheap?" The stall owner was stunned by Ma Xiaoquan's words. His quotation of one hundred taels was obviously just to scare him. He broke the rules of the transaction and directly quoted an impossible price.
He just left. Although those gold and silver coins were somewhat valuable, they were definitely not worth more than one hundred taels. They were only around twenty taels at most. If he met a fool, he might be able to sell them for thirty taels.
Maybe, but to say one hundred taels is impossible.
The stall owner shook his head, suddenly smiled bitterly, and said to Ma Xiaoquan: "I say, brother, don't try to rob me. If you really want these gold and silver coins, tell me the real price."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly: "Didn't you just say that one hundred taels is not expensive? It's good, okay, I'll pay for it right now."
As he said this, Ma Xiaoquan looked like he wanted to pay.
At this moment, a deep voice suddenly came from behind Ma Xiao: "I will pay two hundred taels."
"Two? Two hundred taels?" The stall owner was obviously frightened by the sudden offer. The item that was originally only twenty taels suddenly jumped to two hundred taels? This... if this is really sold
If you go, then you won't have to get up early and work late at night in this kind of shady dark market business for five years.
The stall owner's somewhat complicated eyes flashed past, he turned his head and looked behind Ma Xiao, and saw a young man looking at him with a folding fan in his hand.
It's winter, and I'm still holding a folding fan. Either the rich man has nothing to do, or he's mentally ill.
Ma Xiaoquan glanced back, smiled slightly, smiled at the young man, and then stretched out three fingers: "I will offer three hundred taels."
"Three...three hundred taels?" The stall owner swallowed hard a few times, and just when he was about to nod, the young man said again: "Five hundred taels."
"Five hundred taels?" The stall owner was shocked. Oh my god, this is no joke. Five hundred taels?
The young man's arrogance caused all the stall owners nearby to come over one after another. They all looked at the young man respectfully, with requests in their eyes, "Uncle, please come and see me."
Ma Xiaoquan secretly felt funny in his heart. In fact, he didn't want to buy the gold and silver coins at all. By calling such a high price, he just wanted to trick the person following him, because Ma Xiaoquan had already figured out who this person was.
"Liu Xiangxiang's husband... hum..." Ma Xiaoquan sighed secretly in his heart. Liu Xiangxiang did nothing wrong, but his husband was Tian Ergen's nephew, and Tian Ergen was Wei Zhongxian's lackey.
Then his nephew is naturally Wei Zhongxian's lackey. Humph, don't you like following him? Then I'll trick you.
