Underground markets, also known as black markets, are places where all sorts of shady transactions are conducted.

In the beginning, the black market was for those with bad intentions.

However, according to Lu Qing's investigation, 18 years ago, the black market had been rectified by relevant departments and renamed the underground market. Now it is used for the internal forces of various industries, and in order to ensure order, there is a corresponding pass on it to prevent lawbreakers from mixing.

And the reason why she came was that she received a message from the dark web this morning, shortly after she submitted the task, the Tianyu side asked to see the agarwood made by "Shenyi" to determine whether it was really a purple-level perfumer.

After all, the purple-level perfumer has been missing for a long time, and one suddenly popped up, who can believe it?

People can pretend to be, but purple agarwood can't pretend.

Judging by agarwood, it is simple and effective.

Lu Qing understands that she understands, but the problem is that the perfume materials and equipment she bought through special channels are not yet available, so she can only find a place to do it temporarily.

Looking around, Lu Qing set his sights on the underground market in Jiangcheng.

Nowadays, it is controlled by five major industries, led by the incense making line, and the Kyoto Fragrance Association is the leading leader, and a branch association is set up here to welcome perfumers from all walks of life.

The branch association also has a stipulation, that is, what Lu Qing called "smashing the field".

——Anyone who comes to the branch association can challenge the branch association, but if they can win, they can not only become the guests of the fragrance association, but also use the association's materials to make agarwood at will.

It just solved Lu Qing's urgent need.

When several men heard this, their eyes changed when they saw Lu Qing.

The attitude that spoke was slightly respectful, but his eyes were a little questioning and disdainful: "This young lady has to think clearly, and she must have strength to smash the field." If not, we will have to enter the blacklist of our underground market in the future. ”

Lu Zhan put his hand in his trouser pocket and said lightly: "Open the door." ”

Several people exchanged glances.

The man lifted his chin slightly, motioning to the others, and the person closest to the arch removed the key from his waist and unlocked it, pushing it open.

Lu Qing raised his eyes and looked.

When the door opens, you will be greeted by a long alley with countless shops on both sides, some open and some closed.

It is when there are few people and it is dark, and the depression reveals decay, and there is a sense of withering that the sunset is about to sink.

Lu Qing deliberately chose the time with the least foot traffic.

The man in charge made a gesture of invitation, "Please." ”

Lu Qing walked in with his feet raised, looking at the scene on both sides, but his face was not squinting.

When she entered, the back arch was closed and locked.

When I walked forward, many of the shop owners were still there, and when they heard the movement, many of them opened their windows and went out to look, and after a few glances, they went back again.

Most of them are shops that sell antiques and stone talismans.

The man said unhurriedly: "The five major industries of the underground market, incense making, gambling stones, antiques, funerals, and the last line ......"

He paused and laughed strangely, but he didn't continue, and only asked Lu Qing: "Which line of business is Miss going to smash?" ”

Lu Qing glanced at him, didn't ask, and said lightly: "Make incense." ”

"Well, this way, please."

When it came to the first fork in the road, the man turned straight in.

Lu Qing had checked the topographic map here before he came, and he was familiar with the route, so he followed directly.

About half an hour later, the two stopped at the end of the dark alley, in front of a three-story building with a very old atmosphere of the last century.

Lu Qing looked up, there was a plaque hanging above the gate, the handwriting was dragon and phoenix dancing, sharp but subtle, it was the word incense.

The man stepped forward and knocked on the door, and after a short time the door opened a crack, and a thin and short young man appeared.

Lu Qing didn't step forward, only vaguely heard the man introducing her to the young man, and then the young man was stunned, and when he saw that it was a little girl, his face suddenly became speechless.

After completing his task, the man turned and walked away.

The young man pushed open the door and asked uncertainly, "Are you going to smash the field?" ”

Lu Qing nodded slightly.

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, and he turned around and said, "Please come in with me." ”

Lu Qing adjusted his eyebrows slightly, raised his feet and walked in, the first floor is a showcase area, visiting all kinds of agarwood, and the inside on the right side is a reception area.

The young man politely invited her to sit down and leave, and when she came back, there was a middle-aged man in his forties and a long coat.

The middle-aged man came over and ordered the young man to serve tea, then looked at Lu Qingdao: "The manager on duty today in the Lower Branch Association, I heard from the guy, the girl is here to smash the field?" ”

Lu Qing got straight to the point and said: "Invite the most powerful perfumer of your branch association now, I have limited time." ”

"Poof", the young man next to him couldn't help but laugh.

The middle-aged man glanced at him, and he immediately retracted.

Only then did the middle-aged man turn to Lu Qing and said gently: "Little girl, perfume mixing is not a joke. If you are really interested in incense, you can take a look at the agarwood here, and buy it if you are interested, it is worth the trip. ”

Don't blame him for not taking it seriously, in the past ten years, there have been few people who have come to the Xiangxi Association to smash the field.

What's more, today's most powerful perfumer is the president of their incense association, who else dares to smash the field without long eyes?

The middle-aged man felt that since Lu Qing could know the existence of the underground market, at least he was not an ordinary person. But that's about it.

Lu Qing glanced at him, nodded calmly, got up and walked to the nearest display case, and tapped his fingers on the glass surface.

"Indonesian agarwood, the quality is natural, the color is acceptable, but it is a pity that the oil line is too evenly distributed, and the perfumer's craftsmanship is not at home, and he is a red-letter person."

"The inverted incense, the texture is perfect, but unfortunately the color is still red, it is the last step of the perfume that went wrong, and it should also be at the red level."

Lu Qing said, took a step forward, and tapped the agarwood below with his fingers.

"The water sinks, the texture is moist, the color is deep, it should be a piece of high-quality agarwood, but the surface texture is complete, and the lower right side is missing, it should be that the perfumer has a problem with his hand, so that such a piece is wasted. I'm really sorry for the blue-character signboard. ”

Every time she said something, the middle-aged man's face changed a little.

Finally, Lu Qing paused, looked back at him, and the corners of his lip under the mask were slightly hooked.

"If you take the agarwood out, I should identify more. The other agarwoods I see are more or less problematic, and there are even fake agarwoods, do you need me to find out the fake ones? ”

"No need!"

The middle-aged man's face sank.

If he didn't realize that this little girl was really here to smash the field, he would have lived for so many years in vain!

Even the fake agarwood can be recognized, this girl is not ordinary.

The middle-aged man forced out a smile, "Girl, sit down and wait a minute, I will contact the perfumer of this association in Jiangcheng now." ”

Lu Qing bowed slightly, went back and sat down, looked at Erlang's legs, put one arm on the table, and knocked on the table with his fingers.

"I don't have much time, you better hurry."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, ordered the young man to stay, turned and walked to the stairs and disappeared.