Fan Wuxian didn't know anything about what was going on over there.

Ignorance is the greatest happiness, and this is not bad at all.

Because of the cruel words of the broken tooth, Duang walked all the way through the Fire Street, and walked back and forth for a whole time, and no pickpocket who did not open his eyes came to find him unlucky.

No one dares!

In a small stall, Fan Wuxian found that there was black iron **.

Black iron is a special metal that is stronger than ordinary iron, black or dark red, and is a very high-grade metal material.

The seller was an old lady with squinted eyes and a dry face full of wrinkles. There are a total of four pieces of black iron in her **, of different sizes, but they are all in good condition, but the price is really a little expensive, and the smallest piece has a asking price of fifteen gold coins.

Although the asking price was fifteen gold coins, Du Ang knew that it was possible to bargain in the Fire Street, as long as he was sharp enough and knew enough about the market of a certain commodity, it was normal to cut half of the price directly, and even more, the final transaction price was often only one-tenth of the price when he was bidding.

These things, Justin and later Barbaroa told Duon, they often mixed up on the streets of Fire, and everyone knew very well about them, and they were better than monkeys.

Therefore, although Du Ang does not know the market of black iron now, he feels that he should have no problem bargaining a little bit.

Du Ang stood in front of the stall and hesitated for a long time, then asked, "Is the price of your black iron a little too expensive?" ”

The old lady sat on the ground without even moving, squinted her eyes at Du Ang, and then pursed her lips: "Don't buy it if it's too expensive!" ”

One sentence almost choked Duang to death......

He wanted to go on, but it turned out to be fine, and he didn't need to say anything.

Is there a TMD doing this?

Du Ang really wanted to turn around and leave, but in the end he stomped his feet and flowed down, because he had noticed just now that there were many businesses on this Agni Street, but there was only one black iron.

Isn't this someone stuck in the neck?

nnd, well, people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads, Lao Tzu endures it.

Isn't it just asking for money? The last thing Lao Tzu lacks now is money......

In the past, Count McNuss was still there, and Duang could only receive ten gold coins of pocket money a month at home, but now, Count McNuss is gone, and the countess is not very in charge, and all things such as financial power in the family are all in charge of Duang, so to speak, all the money in the entire Earl's Palace belongs to him, and he can spend as much as he wants, and now he is the master, and everyone has to listen to him, without the slightest point of fingering.

What about fifteen gold coins? Duang can afford it.

Of course, Du Ang is not the kind of person who is willing to suffer, and after being suffocated by this old lady, Du Ang also wants to find a place.

Isn't that just bad? Lao Tzu is not a good man and a woman.

Fifteen gold coins in change, Du Ang had it, but he just didn't take it out, but directly took out a gold ticket worth a hundred gold coins and handed it over: "I want this piece of black iron!" ”

The gold ticket is a paper bill issued by the Bauhinia Imperial Bank, which can be used instead of gold coins, and the denomination is divided into ten gold coins, one hundred gold coins, one thousand gold coins, and ten thousand gold coins.

No way, although the gold coins are shiny and beautiful, they are okay when the number is small, and the number is more...... Shen!

Who took to the streets with hundreds of gold coins? It's heavy, let alone shopping, it can crush people to death, and it's not safe.

Du Ang handed over the golden ticket, looked at the old lady with slanted eyes, and thought to himself, don't you don't bargain? Okay, then I'll give you a golden ticket, I'll see how you can find a stall to open, if you can't find it, I'll say I only have ten gold coins on me, I'll see if you sell it or not.

He was ready to see the old lady's jokes, but what he didn't expect was that the old lady still looked at Du Ang with a very pretended squint of forty-five degrees, and then slowly picked up the black iron and handed it to Du Ang.

"Let's find money!"

"Wait!"

The old lady took a small box and tossed vigorously in it, one, two...... He turned out eight golden tickets with ten gold coins, and then took out five gold coins in cash and handed them to Duang.

Damn, I'm rich enough!

Du Ang never thought that an old lady who set up a stall would have so much money!

More than eighty gold coins, this is not something that ordinary people can easily get out.

And, looking at her little box, there seem to be quite a few.

Together, it is estimated that there can be four or five hundred gold coins of golden tickets.

Such wealth, except for high-ranking nobles like Du Ang, is definitely considered rich among ordinary people.

Du Ang was just about to leave, but at this time he heard the old lady ask slowly, "Young man, do you sell that ring on your hand?" ”

She deserves the grave keeper's ring on Duon's hand.

"Uh......" Du Ang was stunned for a moment, could it be that she knew this ring? No, this ring looks very ordinary, and you can't see anything special about this ring at all!

With such doubts in his heart, Du Ang was not in a hurry to leave, and asked with a smile, "What?" Want to buy me this ring? ”

The old lady nodded, then sighed: "Alas, for many years, I remember that when my husband proposed to me, he gave me a ring...... Well, it looks like the ring you carried, but later, the ring was lost...... Well, young man, I'm old now, and I only have a little memory of the past, and seeing your ring reminds me of a lot of things from the past, so I want to buy it. ”

"Khan! That's the reason! Duang looked at the gray grave keeper's ring, and thought to himself, someone had used this ring to propose, and it worked. This is so unreasonable.

But...... No matter what your reason, this ring is your own talisman, and you can't sell it even if you die!

However, this did not prevent Duang from listening to what the old lady could offer.

"Okay, you can make a price!"

Hearing that there was a door, the light in the old lady's eyes flashed, and looking at Du Ang's gaze was a little intriguing, she thought for a while, and stretched out five fingers that were as dry as branches: "Five hundred gold coins, how about it?" ”

Five hundred?

When this number came out, it almost scared Du Ang to death, he never thought that this old lady would have so much money. As if to prove that she had so much money, the old lady opened the small box again, took out five golden tickets of one hundred gold coins from it, and shook them in front of Duang: "As long as you nod your head, these gold coins are all yours!" ”

Du Ang smiled bitterly in his heart, this is really a good enough price, if this ring is not his talisman, or if it doesn't have such a big effect, he may really be tempted.

However, even if you pay 50,000 yuan, I can't sell it.

No amount of money can buy a life, can it?

Seeing that Du Ang didn't say anything, the old lady took the initiative to raise the price: "Is it too little?" Then I'll add another 100 gold coins, for a total of 600 gold coins! ”

Duon shook his head, indicating that he was not interested in the price.

"Seven hundred!"

Duon remained silent.

"A thousand!" The old lady seemed to be ruthless, and all ten dry fingers oozed out: "What? You should be satisfied with the price, right? ”

"Huh!"

Du Ang suddenly laughed: "If I add 10,000 words after this thousand, maybe I will consider it......"

At this time, the cake cake, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke.

Ever since Duang returned home, the cake had not been silent.

Duang asked her anything, but she didn't answer.

At most, it's just two mmmmmmmmmm

For her situation, Duang expressed understanding.

After all, her home is the place where she used to work, study and fight, and she has a deep nostalgia for Dirk.

It is understandable to see things and think about people, touch the scene, and have a bad mood.

So Du Ang didn't take it too seriously.

But he didn't expect that at this time, Biscuit suddenly spoke.

"This old lady is a fake!"

"What?" Duang didn't understand too much.

"I say, this old lady is pretending!"

"Forehead ......"

Being reminded by the pie, Du Ang also had some aftertaste. The old lady's voice was a little hoarse, and when she heard it suddenly, she was indeed very old, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt a little awkward, as if she had deliberately pretended to be.

Looking again, Duang found that there was an unusual light flashing in the old lady's eye, which was about to go blind.

What an old lady, huh!

Now Du Ang can also see that this old lady is definitely not an ordinary old lady, she is definitely not an ordinary person.

Thinking of this, Du Ang suddenly laughed: "You say you are a very good little girl, why do you want to pretend to be an old woman?" ”

Hearing Du Ang's words, the old lady was stunned for a moment, and she almost subconsciously blurted out a question, "How do you know?" ”

It's pretended!

Du Ang sneered: "Although your makeup skills are very good, there is a big flaw!" ”

"What's the flaw?"

Du Ang pointed to the hands that she hadn't had time to take back: "This is a flaw, look at it, the back of your hand is dry and cracked, not much stronger than the bark of a tree, but your palm, you see for yourself, it is actually more tender and white than my hand, what is this not a flaw?" ”

After speaking, Du Ang didn't talk nonsense, and waved his hand directly.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared into the crowd that the old lady who had seen through the true face of Lushan came back to her senses, and muttered angrily: "If you see it, you can see it, what's the big deal, phew, isn't it just a broken ring, don't sell it, pull it down, what are you dragging?" ”

She was secretly scratching her breath, when someone came over and asked, "Are you black iron?" How do you sell it? Ah, why is it so expensive? Can it be cheaper? ”

Seeing that a customer came to the door, the old lady once again returned to her half-dead appearance, drooped her eyelids, and said angrily: "Don't bargain, don't buy if it's too expensive." ”

……

When the black iron was bought, Duon wandered around the Agni Street for a while, buying a little fabric and small parts, and suddenly at this time he saw a large crowd of people gathered in the middle of the Agni Street, and he didn't know what he was doing. It has long been said that Du Ang is a surname who naturally likes to watch lively, although he was smashed into another world with a stick, he still has a bad habit that is difficult to change, and he is so good that he squeezed through again.

Yakov Auction House!

Oh! It turned out to be here!

Seeing the sign in front of the door, Duang immediately understood.

This Yakov auction house is one of the top ten large auction houses in the Bauhinia Empire, there are three large auctions every month, and every time at this time, many people gather here, both rich businessmen and ordinary people, rich people spend a lot of money to buy what they want, and those who are shy in their pockets come to open their eyes and see the excitement.

It's better to come early than to come at a good time, and today, it is the time for the Yakov auction house to start the auction.

Now that you're here, it's better to go in and have a look, in case there's anything you can use...... Duon thought so, and squeezed through the crowd. (To be continued.) )