Chapter 17: The Strange Stall Owner
This is Zoe's first time in the free market. Pen "fun" pavilion www.biquge.info so when passing by each stall, he will look very carefully, for fear of missing something interesting, after walking for a while, he tragically found that there are a lot of interesting things, but the price is he only dared to look at it.
For example, he did see a kind of scimitar studded with precious stones, which seemed to be worse than the knights, but the price card showed twenty gold coins, which he could not afford. Or if he sees a ring with the same ruby, he wants it too, because as long as you wear it, when you drink in the tavern, there will be many beautiful girls who will talk to you.
He's seen it with his own eyes.
But he still couldn't afford it.
So Zoe was depressed, and the more she looked at it, the more depressed she became. He originally thought that he would have a huge amount of money after robbing Vivien, but now it seems that there is still a big gap between the more than ten gold coins and the huge money.
After walking with Zoe for a while, Vivien took his hand and asked, "Where are we going to find Randy?" ”
"You asked me how I know, you just said you were coming to the Derek Chamber of Commerce, I'll take you to see it." Zoe shrugged, "But you can go ask and see if anyone knows him." ”
Vivien nodded incomprehensibly, then let go of Zoe's hand and ran to the nearest booth to ask. Zoe wasn't interested in finding him Randy, and he didn't know him. And didn't Vivien say that that Randy is most likely not in Caesar City, but in the royal capital.
So, he continued to wander around, anyway, this free market is not big, and he is not afraid that Vivien will run away.
Hey, why should I worry about a witch getting lost? Strange and strange.
Zoe banishes the strange thoughts from his mind, and then he suddenly sees a strange stall.
The stall was placed in the corner, and the stall owner simply spread a gray cloth on the ground, and then sat on a small pony, and his whole body was wrapped in a black robe, which covered everything except his eyes. Zoe thought to himself, and he almost wrote a sentence in his head: I'm not a good person anymore.
The black-robed man's booth was deserted, and it could basically be said that no one cared about it. However, the black-robed man was not in a hurry, so he sat on the horse, looking drowsy and indifferent. Zoe was a little curious, so she walked over, and when she walked in, she realized that the things he sold were very miscellaneous, but they were all gadgets.
Zoe crouched down in front of his stall to see what kind of person the stall owner was. However, the stall owner kept his head down, and he didn't even show his eyes to Zoe. Zoe felt a little bored and casually picked up a knife that looked very ordinary.
"How much is that?" Zoe asked casually again.
"Eight hundred gold."
Zoe's hand shook and she almost didn't throw the knife out. He looked up and looked at the stall owner in disbelief - what kind of person was this, darker than the people before?
"This little broken knife costs eight hundred gold coins?"
"It's not a small broken knife." The stall owner said lightly, "It's worth the price." ”
Zoe could tell now that the stall owner was supposed to be a middle-aged man, and it could be inferred from the inconspicuous wrinkle at the corner of his eye. Could it be that businessmen are more mature and cheating? A small broken knife dares to sell for 800 gold! What is the concept of 800 gold? Gemstones can be bought by a ton.
"How is this little broken knife worth that price?"
The stall owner glanced at Zoe, who realized that his eyes were actually blue, a very deep blue.
"People with eyesight can naturally see it."
The stall owner's words made Zoe angry for a while, thinking that it was the uncle who was unreasonable this year? He didn't believe that anyone would be so stupid as to pay 800 gold to buy a small broken knife. Just as he was about to drop the knife and leave, he suddenly found something and sighed.
He hadn't paid attention to it before, but now he realized that the handle of this small broken knife was still engraved with strange lines. He turned the knife around, and was surprised to see that it was carved into a flower, which looked familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was.
When she saw this flower, Zoe's heart throbbed slightly. It seemed that a voice kept ringing in his ears: buy it, buy it!
Zoe also doesn't understand where this bizarre feeling comes from. But no matter what, how he couldn't afford the 800 gold.
Just as Zoe was about to put the knife down, the stall owner spoke again: "I have changed my mind, you give me half of the gold coins on your body, and the knife will be yours." ”
Zoe was stunned, he didn't understand why the stall owner had suddenly changed his mind. Could it be that no fool finally realized that no fool would pay 800 gold to buy this knife? So you're going to lower the price a little bit to deceive him? But it doesn't make sense, how can someone sell something and ask for half of the money on the other party?
If Zoe only had two silver coins on him, wouldn't it only take one silver coin to take the knife away?
"I know what you're thinking." The stall owner said, "You can take a little money and do it to me, but you will regret it." ”
"Hey, you know I'm going to regret it. I haven't decided to buy it yet. Zoe said a little unconvinced, "I'll tell you the truth, I have ten gold coins on me, and I'm going to give you five according to what you say." Although it is seven hundred and ninety-five gold coins cheaper than your previous price, I still feel that you are fooling me. ”
Zoe paused, and then said: "Uncle, your deception is a bit strange, the first time the price is so high, and the second time the price is so high, the second time the price is so reduced, a fool will be fooled." ”
The stall owner glanced at Zoe and said lightly: "It's my business for me to change the price, it's your business to buy it or not, decide as soon as possible, if you don't buy it, please put it down." ”
Zoe felt her temper being stirred up by the stall owner, what kind of world is this? Buyers are more arrogant than sellers? Zoe felt that his dignity had been violated, so he took out five gold coins.
"Okay, five gold coins for you, I want this knife." Zoe threw the gold coin in pain.
The stall owner picked up the gold coin, took it back into his arms, and said, "This is not a knife, it is a dagger." ”
"Is there a difference?"
"Knives are for seeing, daggers are for killing." The stall owner stared at Zoe with his deep eyes, "That's the difference. ”
Listening to his words, Zoe felt a chill welling up in her heart.
"Also, the previous owner of this knife was named Ian." The stall owner left Zoe with one last word, "Ian Iliad, you'd better remember his name." ”
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