When Zhao Ke and the big smoker heard the news, they quickly looked up.

As the two expected, such a good thing is naturally not afraid that no one will want it

It was cold for a long time before, but now when it comes to bidding, it presents a different explosive bidding.

From the low price of 100 postage points, it suddenly jumped to 200 postpoints.

Doubled at once.

"What do you think you can sell for this golden steamed bun at most?"

The big smoking gun squinted his eyes and wanted to ask Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke frowned, this question really made him a little embarrassed.

Drugs, this kind of thing.

Expensive must be expensive and worth the money, a golden medicine steamed bun, the critical moment is the trump card to save your life and turn over.

After all, there are very few drugs that can restore energy consumption.

When he made a move with Snake Jun before, Zhao Ke also noticed that he used the power of Nature's Fury, and as he urged the more vines he had, the greater his own consumption.

By the time he killed the Snake King, he had already consumed one-third of his strength.

Feeling empty in the abdomen.

The power of the Buddha has also been greatly reduced.

After calculation, it is more cost-effective to use such a large area to urge the grass and trees, and the energy consumed is converted into Buddha power.

But their own natal stamps are the arteries of the earth.

When you step on the earth with both feet, you can absorb the aura of the leylines at any time and replenish the body's losses.

Therefore, Zhao Ke's mental evaluation of this golden medicine steamed bun was not very high, and after a moment of silence: "300!" ”

300 postage points, this is the highest price given by Zhao Ke.

Up and down is about 20-50 or so.

But no matter how high it is, Zhao Ke doesn't think it will be high.

After all, the intermediate postman is also very hot, and it is impossible to burn too many postpoints in this regard.

More than 300, those ghost market stores, will also be leisurely, selling too expensive and no one buys, selling cheap, and losing money.

Therefore, the highest value that Zhao Ke can think of should be almost 300.

"Humph!"

Regarding Zhao Ke's valuation, the big smoking gun let out a cold snort in his nose, shook his head and said: "500, if you dare to bet on it, bet on your remaining tobacco." ”

The big smoking gun couldn't help but Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the remaining pack of tobacco at hand, he immediately asked, "What if you lose?" ”

500 postage.

With such a high price, Zhao Ke didn't dare to think about it.

300 is already the limit that Zhao Ke can think of.

In terms of the purchasing power of the ghost market, 300 postpoints, this price is enough for a low-level postman to arm himself fully.

It is equivalent to Warcraft opening trumpet, a full set of heirlooms at level 1.

The price of 500, of course Zhao Ke wants, but it is unrealistic.

However, the big smoking gun patted his chest confidently and said: "I said that 500 is not low, if it is lower than 500, how much worse, I will make up for you." ”

"Bet!"

The big smoking gun has said it to this extent, losing yourself is just giving a pack of tobacco, and winning can make a lot of money.

Such a good thing, why don't you gamble on it, isn't it stupid?

However, it turns out that the big smoking gun, an old thief who can find loopholes in the trade fairs held by the Red Smoke House.

The degree of treachery completely exceeded Zhao Ke's imagination.

I heard Zhao Ke say betting.

I saw the big cigarette gun leaning heavily on the chair, and one hand was placed on Zhao Ke's pack of tobacco.

"Markup!"

Immediately, I saw that the big smoking gun took the initiative to start bidding, and directly raised the price of Zhao Ke's golden medicine steamed bun to the point of 490 points.

Although Zhao Ke couldn't see the big smoking gun bidding, he deliberately made a gesture of waving his hand to increase the price.

I just want to tell Zhao Ke that this price was added by Lao Tzu.

"Are you crazy?"

Zhao Ke couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air, not knowing what kind of wind the big smoking gun was smoking.

He looked back coldly and said, "Let's say it first, if you take a picture of this, I won't refund your postage." ”

However, the big smoking gun is very confident about this.

I don't care at all, will there be a problem of taking this golden steamed bun by myself.

Zhao Ke is like this, not to mention those low-level postmen in the distance.

490 points of postage, immediately refreshed the new round of trading rankings in the ghost market.

Straight into the top 10.

The trading leaderboard, on the huge list, reflects the golden steamed buns.

This price is definitely the highest price in recent times.

The point is, what you bought is a steamed bun?

"Crazy? Simply insane? A steamed bun, even if it is made of diamonds, is not worth the price, is it a suicidal sale?"

"Isn't it, don't talk about diamonds, you don't even have emeralds wrapped in them."

During the debate, many people mentioned that it could be a suicidal bid.

Watching the time pass minute by minute, the time for bidding has entered the countdown.

Zhao Ke sat on the side, and couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for the big smoking gun.

But when I looked back, this old guy was sitting there, holding the tobacco in his hand, looking like he didn't care.

Zhao Ke was deeply suspicious of the motives of the big smoking gun.

"Look, it's added again!"

The ghost market trading charts quickly floated, and the price soared again, reaching a high price of 530 points.

The postmen were shocked.

Even Zhao Ke couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

This price made Zhao Ke's mood extremely complicated.

It's a bit like you go to the bank to withdraw money and find that you have more than 100,000 extra money on your card.

In addition to the joy in my heart, I can't guarantee that I won't worry that there is a problem with this money.

As if he saw that Zhao Ke was a little overwhelmed, the big smoking gun waved his hand to signal Zhao Ke to sit down.

"Do you know the biggest drugstore in the ghost market? Yang Dong, Yang Wancai? ”

Zhao Ke shook his head, of course he wouldn't know about this.

"He was actually an ordinary postman from the beginning, stumbling all the way up to the intermediate level, but he fused a very special stamp as a natal stamp. ”

The big smoking gun opened his mouth to introduce, this legendary ghost market pharmacist.

Just because of the other party, when he fused the stamps, he had a whim to fuse a special stamp on his body.

This stamp is a unique stamp, called "Ten Thousand Medicine Furnaces"

It is a silver stamp.

And the purpose of this stamp is to replicate other medicines.

Oh, and the premise here is that the medicine has to be a well-made drug.

As long as you have the original body of the drug, you can make a copy.

It's just that the effect of copying it will be far less powerful than that of the ontology drug.

But Yang Dong fused this stamp into his own natal stamp.

Basically, the drug itself can be copied, and eighty percent of the efficacy of the drug can be reproduced.

So, it's with this ability.

This kid became a hegemon in the ghost market, with a fortune of tens of thousands, known as Yang Wancai.

"This guy's financial resources can basically rank among the top three in the ghost market, you sell steamed buns, and when people buy them, they have a steady stream of wealth, just 500 postage points, compared to nothing."

After Zhao Ke heard the whole story, he was not only deeply surprised.

Unexpectedly, there is such an operation?

But after thinking about it, if it is fifty percent effective, I don't know if the effect of the big tonic angelica will be copied together.

If you copy it together......

Great supplement, pawn, return!

These four words are not read together.

Zhao Ke took a deep breath, he just wanted to pit one.

If it is really copied, won't it be a group of traps?

When you think about the future, when you fight with others, you take out a golden steamed bun and stuff it into your mouth.

Seeing this, the opponent also hurriedly took out one and stuffed it into his mouth.

As a result, after eating it, it has the same effect as a poison in the intestines.

Not long after the two of them, they were injured and injured, and they couldn't even fight.

In case of some trouble, the two may have to join forces to save their lives.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but take a deep breath and silently praised Yang Wancai's kindness.

I don't know if anyone will come back alive to expose this matter.

Anyway, he got 530 postage points, which really exceeded Zhao Ke's expectations.

These postage points are enough to devour two silver stamps, and they are not a problem.

The rest is just in time to prepare for the next horror space.

After chatting with the big smoker for a while, Zhao Ke got up and left, after all, he was very nervous about time, and he had to hurry up every minute and second.

After Zhao Ke said goodbye to the big smoking gun, he turned around and left the ghost market.

Coming out of the ghost market, it was already dark outside.

Because of the high walls around it, the Snake King set up a formation.

So people from the outside world don't know what happened inside the walls.

It's just very strange that usual at this point.

This house is often hung with red lanterns, the door is open, and several young and beautiful young ladies will stand in front of the door, warmly welcoming tonight's guests.

But today, the lights are bright, but no one opens the door.

Several waves of acquaintances knocked on the door for a long time, and left after finding no one.

The massage parlors on this street are all cautious.

I'm worried if there's some surprise check or something tonight.

On the contrary, this urban village has become extraordinarily clean tonight.

Zhao Ke climbed over the fence and sorted out his clothes.

At this time, I took out my mobile phone and took a look, and found that there were already many missed calls on it.

It was the little junior brother, Luo Qing called.

It seems that the old man should also wake up at about this time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke walked out, planning to go back to see the old man.

Thinking that he had prepared that pot of old marinade for the old man, Zhao Ke had a rare smile on his face.

I believe that this will be a big surprise.

It's just that he hasn't walked a few steps, and in the postal album, a message suddenly came to Zhao Ke's ears.

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