84 pt.

Zhao Ke remembered that the price of the core stamp like "Taishan Stone" at the beginning was only more than 40 points.

84 points of postage, this price, Zhao Kedu was surprised.

However, he had already purchased the stamps he needed, and there was still time, so Zhao Ke simply calmed down, sat on a chair on the side, smoked the dry tobacco in his hand, and slowly waited for the result.

"Da Da Da ......"

At this time, in the room of a pharmacy not far away, the sound of rapid abacus tapping and the sound of calculator keys were endless.

Four or five people sat at the table and buried their heads in the calculations.

Soon, someone handed in a list of costs.

"Shopkeeper, you can't add any more, this bottle of ginseng essence is refined into an elixir, we add the cost to improve the efficacy, even if it is sold at the price of 10 points, the profit is pitiful."

Yes, those ordinary postmen don't have any money, but for those who can afford to trade drugs in the ghost market, they can afford it.

84 points of postage, although it is a windfall, but as long as it is refined into a medicine and sold as a single piece, the price will be higher, and the cost can still be earned, at least it will not lose money.

"Plus!"

Sitting in front of the window, which middle-aged man looked at the price above his head, gritted his teeth, or nodded and continued to add, even if he lost money, he had to snatch this bottle of medicine.

There is not only a pharmacy in the ghost market, but this bottle of ginseng essence, just such a bottle, how can they easily let it go, get the ginseng essence, and refine it into an elixir, they can use this to build a wave of momentum, and the harvest is definitely more objective than the benefits they have received.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy is already ready in his heart, as long as he takes a picture of the ginseng essence, he will immediately announce the news that he has obtained the ginseng essence and seize the opportunity.

However, the mind of this shopkeeper, how can other shopkeepers think so, after the price is raised, a new round of bidding will be ushered in.

has already come up with such a price, it is iron-hearted, and it is necessary to make money at a loss.

"Plus! Plus! It's approaching 90 o'clock! ”

Looking at the bidding price, some people's eyes are red, and they hate why they didn't find such a valuable thing.

Compared with other people's mood, Zhao Ke was in a worse mood at this time, because the time was approaching, and these rich people would continue to consume, and when they were forcibly pulled into the terrifying space, I was afraid that this auction would not be over.

However, the popularity of ginseng essence did greatly exceed Zhao Ke's expectations.

Zhao Ke inquired a little and knew that it was several pharmacies in the ghost market that were bidding for their heads.

With Zhao Ke's intelligence, of course, he understood the key at once.

After all, businessmen do not buy and sell at a loss, and the wool still comes from sheep.

Zhao Ke estimated that a bottle of ginseng essence can be refined into medicine, as long as other medicinal materials are added, at least a dozen can be refined, and it will not lose much if it is sold.

If the effect of the medicine is good, it can even be increased to 15 points, which is not an exaggeration.

This is a good thing, my own mail album is full of those ginseng essences.

But now that they are fighting for it, Zhao Ke doesn't have so much time to follow them, and plans to find someone to reveal the news that there is still a bottle of ginseng essence.

Once the news is revealed, there is no point in fighting any further.

However, at this time, the asking price was suddenly raised to an integer of 100 postage points, and even the behind-the-scenes managers of several major pharmacies did not dare to continue to add more.

If you add it, it's not a cost problem, it's stupid, such a loss, I don't know that it will take at least two months of profit to be able to earn back.

During the two-month period, I don't know how many things will happen enough, how many people will disappear in these two months, and then this matter will be quickly forgotten, and the money they threw down will be wasted.

"Whew!"

The effect of ginseng essence is really surprisingly good, and the 100-point postage is reversed, which also makes Zhao Ke feel a lot more relieved, but these postage points are just barely enough for Zhao Ke.

But now the time is too tight, and Zhao Ke can't arrange it calmly, and the remaining insufficient postage points can only be done from other places, such as ...... Homicide!

Putting away the postal album, Zhao Ke quickly left the ghost market.

Returning to reality and looking at the time, Zhao Ke couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, there was still plenty of time, it was only 1:48 now, three hours away, and there were probably more than two hours left.

"Whew!"

Seeing this, Zhao Kechang let out a sigh, walked to the bathroom, and unbuttoned his trouser belt to prepare for a small relief.

"Gollum ......"

A bubble of spring water, drawing an arc in the air, the feeling of liberation, couldn't help but make Zhao Ke raise his eyebrows, but peeing, Zhao Ke felt that something was wrong, and when he swept away, he saw a bloody human head in the toilet, appearing in front of Zhao Ke.

"What the hell!"

Even though Zhao Ke is now immune to ghosts, he can't stand being defenseless and suddenly appear under his crotch.

Imagine that you are peeing, your whole body is relaxed, releasing your human cannon, and suddenly a big mouth is under your crotch, if it is a beauty, forget it, the key is that this is the face of a bad old man.

Zhao Ke's heart tightened, and he subconsciously kicked down the toilet.

It's just that the feeling of kicking it up is cold and cold, Zhao Ke looked down, and saw a hand suddenly stretched out from the toilet bowl and grabbed Zhao Ke's foot and neck.

"Not good!" ，

Zhao Ke secretly screamed badly, and wanted to shake off which hand.

But it was just a thought, and before Zhao Ke could make a move, a suction force surged in.

With the sound of the toilet flushing, the toilet in front of him was like a bottomless black hole, and Zhao Ke's body couldn't resist at all and was pulled into the toilet by the huge suction.

The moment his body was pulled into the toilet, Zhao Ke saw that right behind him, a black urn appeared without knowing when and where.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, when Zhao Ke woke up again, he found that he was actually sitting on a bus.

The sun shone on Zhao Ke's face, and the hot feeling made Zhao Ke a little uncomfortable, half-squinting, not looking around, but sweeping towards himself.

The white shirt, the kind of fabric that is very coarse, feels very abrasive when worn on the body, and the suit on the body is cheaper, and looking at the threads emerging from the cuffs, you know that it must be an unknown small workshop craft.

Zhao Ke's brain spun quickly, and he didn't think about the reason why he entered early, because this was no longer necessary.

And now, in my own outfit, eight out of ten are office workers, looking at the abrasion marks on the soles of leather shoes on my feet, nine times out of ten are running business.

Raising his nose and sniffing, the air was filled with the smell of sweat and heat, as well as the sour smell of big feet, the sour smell made Zhao Ke frown, and instinctively held his breath.

When I raised my head, I saw a big man wearing a black vest, with a big disc face, and the beads of sweat on his face mixed with the oil on the big man's face dripped down his cheeks from time to time.

The big man stood in front of him, clutching the handrails of the bus with both hands, revealing the thick hair under his armpits and some black mud that he couldn't tell what it was.

The sour smell made this crowded bus have a special smell, and several people around them avoided the big man, which was convenient for Zhao Ke, and he could feel free to boldly grope on himself.

"Summer, buses, salesmen."

The three pieces of information were integrated by Zhao Ke, obviously this time the identity of the horror space, he was a lowest-level business person, running business from 9 to 5, and now, looking at the time, it should be on the way to get off work at noon.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke quietly groped for his pocket, and at the same time woke up Reem, who was sleeping, and began to observe everyone in the bus with the help of Rem's vision.

"Huh!"

Zhao Ke groped out a business card, a mobile phone, and a bunch of keys from his pocket.

The key is an ordinary rental house, but if it is buckled, there is a very small box, and there are many people on the bus, and Zhao Ke did not open the box.

I looked at the business card.

Li Feng, xxx insurance business manager, has a mobile phone number on the back.

It seems that just like I thought, my new identity is a salesman, and he is the most unpopular insurance salesman.

"Buzz ......"

At this time, the mobile phone in Zhao Ke's hand rang, and when he opened it, it was the landlord's phone, Zhao Ke hesitated, knowing that the landlord was calling, either urging you to pay the rent or urging you to pay the utility bills.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Ke has done a good job and experienced the taste of being scolded by the landlord and urging him to pay the rent.

However, after answering the phone, I listened to a woman's delicate voice on the phone, with a little warmth and coquettishness: "Fengfeng...... Lao Wang is not at home tonight, do you remember to bring a condom, by the way, I like to eat strawberry flavored, it is better to bring bumps......"