Chapter 7: The Broker's Name is a Ghoul (6)

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"Allah, what do you need?" Behind the counter, a middle-aged man with a goatee asked. He has long narrow eyes, prominent cheekbones, a shrewd face, and wears a traditional white robe of the Land of Sand, with his hands wrapped in wide sleeves.

Sinbad shrewdly slipped into the crowd of people on the street, not following Gordon inside.

"I have a few nice things that I want to ask if you'd like to buy." Gordon put the suitcase on the counter and looked around. This herb shop is not large, and there are not many varieties of medicinal herbs, mainly herbal medicines for daily diseases such as colds and burns, in addition to some medicines to stop bleeding and bones. On the most conspicuous shelves, there were three turquoise alchemy antidotes, the price of which was at least several times inflated.

"Acquisition?" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he looked at the suitcase, "What kind of goods is it, and are the herbs you picked?" ”

"It's a very valuable commodity."

"Sir, we're here at the herb shop."

"Herb shops can also do a lucrative business."

"I need to take a look at the goods first, we don't do contraband business here." The middle-aged man frowned, his arm reaching for the copper buckle of the suitcase, ready to open it. His palms were still hidden in his sleeves, never showing a bit.

A hand preemptively pressed on the suitcase. The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, and he looked up at Gordon.

"Sorry, it's too crowded here." Gordon held down the suitcase and said calmly, "The goods I brought are more valuable than you think, why don't we find a place to take a look at them." ”

The middle-aged man swings impatiently \u6

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446 robe sleeves: "There's nothing you can't see here." Sir, I'm not interested in wasting your time. If you just want to play some boring tricks, then pleaseβ€”"

His voice stopped abruptly, and Gordon opened the suitcase a crack, and the brilliant jewels shone through, and the sunlight dimmed.

There was a soft "click", the lid of the box was closed, and the greed that flashed on the middle-aged man's face did not escape Gordon's eyes. "I'm afraid my time is more precious than yours." In an arrogant and calm tone, Gordon said, "These are genuine antiques from millions of years ago, and I'm going to sell a few of them." Of course, if you have a big appetite, it's best to eat them all. In addition to the way gold coins are traded, I can also consider bartering. ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "Since these antiques are very precious, why don't you sell them to a jewelry dealer or go directly to the auction house to consign?" ”

Gordon helped up the monocle snuck nose gold wire glasses: "Let's just say it." I've received reliable information that you can buy some goods that are not convenient for disclosure. ”

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a needle, and he began to scrutinize Gordon from head to toe. From the gold-wire glasses that clinch the bridge of the nose, to the bracelet that hangs from the trench coat, to the ice blue diamond ring worn on the middle finger, it finally rests on Gordon's hand.

These hands are fair, slender, and delicate, with smooth skin and no coarse calluses, and they appear very soft, without the slightest lethality. In the last half year of his stay at the base, Gordon took an extremely expensive alchemy beauty elixir to remove calluses and scars on his body and completely erase the traces of his cultivation.

The middle-aged man's expression relaxed. The young man did not have the family crest of the noble, nor did he show signs of cultivating martial arts, and he was still a stranger who was not familiar with the place. Although he looks good and has a calm atmosphere, he is a hairy boy who has not dried his milk after all. "You mean, these antiques won't see the light of day?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but glance at the suitcase again, thinking of the dazzling colored light inside, his heart was hot.

Gordon grimaced: "I think you're mistaken, I just like secret deals." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and deliberately said in a cold tone: "Whether they are black goods or not, they are not edible in this medicinal herb shop, we are law-abiding merchants." ”

Gordon stared at the other party for a moment: "If you're really not interested, just let me come for nothing." He turned to leave, and the middle-aged man made a gesture to wait.

"While we can't buy it, others will be willing to talk to you about the deal."

"Who are they? If there is no satisfactory offer, I would rather not sell this shipment. ”

A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, as if he was about to fall into the coveted wolf's mouth when he saw a fragrant little white rabbit. "Do you see that door in the middle? It's a warehouse, go inside, until you get to the end, you will see a wooden ladder, go down the ladder, there will be someone to receive you. He gestured in the direction of the store and pulled the rope bell under the counter a few times.

Gordon hesitated for a moment, picked up his suitcase, and walked back in without looking back.

It's really a stunned young man, most of them just came out to break through, and they think they can do anything. The middle-aged man's smile revealed a thick ridicule, planted in his own hands, so he should buy a lesson.

Following the instructions of the other party, Gordon finally walked into a dark underground corridor.

"Your Excellency has a business to talk to us?" At the end of the corridor, the miserable blue flames swayed like ghost fires, reflecting the people who spoke, their faces were gloomy, and their terrible voices seemed to wander around the walls.

Beside him, four big men also looked at Gordon at the same time, all with terrifying faces and fierce faces, and the flames of the lights dragged the shadows dancing on them, like demons dancing hideously. Among them was a round table with piles of copper and silver coins, and beside it was a painted jujube box containing three dice. In the corner, there are also a few wine barrels tilted, emitting the characteristic smell of ale.

"That's right, it's big business." Gordon's gaze crossed over the five and landed on the iron bars behind them. The bars were about the thickness of duck's eggs, with five heavy locks on them, and dozens of hemp bags were piled up behind the door, bulging and stuffed with uneven things.

"Boy, you haven't grown your bird feathers yet, you know what it means\

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U5927 business? One of the big men grinned mockingly, and the rest laughed insolently.

Gordon sighed softly: "Do the untouchables who drink this inferior ale also know what bird feathers are?" ”

β€œ**!” The big man slammed the table, and the coins bounced. The other three big men stood up and pounced on Gordon.

"Wait a minute." The man made a gesture, and the rest stopped, and surrounded Gordon menacingly, their faces full of murder.

"Since Your Excellency is going to talk about business, why don't you let us take a look at the goods first?" The person looked at Gordon for a while, and Sen Ran said.

Gordon opened the lid of the box, and the treasure shone brightly for four weeks. The four big men's eyes widened and they couldn't help but swallow. The people were also dazzled and speechless for a while.

"The goods I have here are real antiques, and they are the only ones in the world, from a long-extinct alien race." Gordon took out a horn wine glass full of colored gems from his suitcase, "This beast is almost extinct, this horn alone has been worth ten thousand gold, plus the inlaid gems, how much do you say it is worth?" ”

"A thousand gold coins." The person was silent for a while, and said coldly. "It's not this wine glass, it's all your goods, worth a thousand gold coins."