"What kind of thing, ancient and modern, neither ancient nor modern, neither Chinese nor Western."

The owner of the antique shop looked at the coin in his hand and frowned into Sichuan characters, and then impatiently threw it into the hand of the young man in front of him who was still full of books:

"Worthless goods, shopping on the stalls, right? When you are young, you can read books and play with antiques. ”

The young man who scrambled to catch the coin seemed to have expected this situation, and with his backhand took out a candlestick from his backpack and placed it in front of the owner of the antique shop.

"Yo, that's kind of interesting." After picking up the candlestick and looking up and down, the owner of the antique shop handed it back, "But I don't accept foreign things here, turn right next door, walk a few steps, there is a shop to collect, you can go there and have a look, but the price...... I estimated that it was a 200 yuan cap. ”

Seeing that this young student who didn't know how to be fooled to his grandmother's house by his peers said thank you to himself and walked out of the storefront, the boss who shook his head helplessly began to wipe down the old objects that had accumulated dust on the shelves.

The young man who turned to approach the second antique shop also failed to touch any of the items in his backpack behind his back, but this time the antique shopkeeper's answer was slightly different from the previous one.

"The few coins in your hand are the low-grade imitations of the past few years, and the styles are nondescript, and the young man should pay a tuition."

The owner of the antique shop, who was wearing reading glasses, wiped the stains on the candlestick in front of him with a flannel cloth.

"This quality doesn't look bad, looking at the generation, the old is also natural, is it a foreign parallel import?"

Seeing the ignorant appearance of the young man in front of him, he knew that this was almost a pure layman, and the owner of the antique shop could only say patiently:

"This thing, it's not that I don't want to accept it, I really can't see which country and which generation of it, that is, it looks very eye-catching, why don't you take 800 yuan and leave this thing?"

The young man shook his head.

"Then add another two hundred, and give you a whole one, a thousand yuan, and I will be happy to buy one."

In the end, the interested boss increased the price to 15 and failed to buy the candlestick, and after walking out of the antique shop, the young man took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

[One thousand five, or a loss]

At the same time, in the room of the Otherworld Hotel, Shi Junjun, who saw the message popping up on her mobile phone, suddenly jumped up from the bed.

[Anyway, this girl spent twelve gold coins and bought an antique from the exchange, even if it is not worth fifteen million, it is not only worth fifteen hundred yuan]

[The reason why antiques have become cherished utensils is because they contain historical, cultural and social information]

Shao Wei tapped the phone screen helplessly.

[But the humans in the real world don't know anything about the existence of the other world, and naturally they won't recognize the value of the antiques you send to the other world]

Twelve gold coins exchanged for gold in another world are worth more than 10,000 yuan after being transferred to the real world.

This price is not a fraction of the 1,500 yuan given by the owner of the antique shop, which means that Shi Junjun's attempt to rely on the pocket portal to sell antiques between the two realms this time can almost be declared a failure.

Most of the proceeds from trading hamster fur with the material dealer were exchanged for gold by Shi Junjun on the exchange after leaving two hundred gold coins, and then sent back to the real world through the pocket portal to be exchanged for cash by Shao Wei.

After selling gold, Shao Wei, whose mobile phone balance suddenly increased by more than 300,000 yuan, began to purchase equipment that had not been purchased due to lack of funds.

During this period, Shi Junjun, who was looking around in Portugalette City, quickly found his goal.

"Amplify the effect of this magic item to cover such a large area? I must warn you that doing so would have weakened the wearer's effects by more than a third of the effects that would have made the wearer immune to most probe-type magic, and I'm sure you're not ignorant of these modified flaws, are you? ”

In a mansion in the southwest corner of Portugalette, Vasilyeh Kolchak, a brown-robed magician dressed at home, showed a very sorry look after receiving Shi Junjun's affirmative answer again, and then invited the girl into his studio.

It was a large room, but it was filled with all kinds of materials, leaving only a narrow passageway, and Shi Junjun, who followed behind the brown-robed magician, sometimes had to suck her stomach sideways to avoid touching the thigh bone of the unknown animal next to her.

After walking around for nearly a minute, the brown-robed magician who led the way stopped.

The girl diagonally behind him looked over the shoulders of the former, who was not very tall, and landed on the floor in the center of the room.

"It's ......"

"You're a magician from a branch of the Wizards' Guild, and you've never even seen this kind of simple magic array?"

Shi Junjun, who was staring at the intricate lines on the ground, shook her head slightly, and for some reason, the patterns that were mostly mixed with silver powder paint intertwined had an inexplicable attraction to her.

The brown-robed magician rolled his eyes, and didn't explain anything to Shi Junjun, he walked quickly to the center of the simple magic array he said, sat cross-legged and placed the "witch's protection" in front of him on the silver line that ran through the entire magic array, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Almost as soon as he closed his eyes, the silver threads on the ground gradually glowed faintly fluorescent, and the "witch's shelter" in front of him slowly rose into the air.

Those silver lines...... It is the trajectory of the mana, and the mana in this magic circle runs according to a pre-set trajectory!

Shi Junjun, who was highly concentrated, felt the mode of operation of the magic array in an instant.

Then she turned her gaze to the unnamed clutter around her.

Many of these things, which she couldn't name, were more or less magical.

It's not just those silver threads...... The whole room, the whole room is a magic array.

The random accumulation of debris is to provide a source of magic power for this magic array, and the pattern composed of intricate silver threads is to compress and condense these magic power into a form that the brown-robed magician in front of him can directly use.

Paying attention to Shi Junjun with the rest of his eyes, the brown-robed magician Vasilyeh Kolchak, who was moving in the room, raised his eyebrows.

Although it's a hillbilly magician who hasn't even seen a magic array, it doesn't seem to be very bad in terms of comprehension.

Then he withdrew his attention, and the rest of the work required his full attention, but he could not be distracted.