Chapter 15: The Selling Ground (2)

As the only official commercial place in Blackwood City, as long as the value of the items can reach a certain amount, anyone can hand over the goods to sell here, and the store will charge a certain percentage of the commission, which is definitely a profitable business for the store.

Selling is a kind of national gambling behavior that has been on the land hundreds of years ago, also known as buying, which means bidding or auctioning.

Its origin is the system in which the government sells certain taxing rights or other powers to merchants and households, also known as buying or undertaking.

For example, during the Great Song Dynasty, in order to stabilize the tax source of the liquor industry, the tax package system was implemented, and later, in order to expand the tax revenue, people were allowed to increase the price and buy the package tax.

In today's cities of the land and countries, selling is very popular, from small clothes and dolls, to large chariots and horses, they like to engage in selling when selling, so it is not surprising that there are selling in this black market.

Outside the gate of the shop stood two muscular soldiers, and occasionally someone would hand over a name tag or something like that when they wanted to enter.

Seeing the two approaching, one of the soldiers stretched out his hand to stop the two and said in a deep voice: "Those who do not have a name are not allowed to enter." ”

Fang Ling raised the wooden box in his hand a little higher, and said with a smile: "Excuse me, I'm here to sell something, it's a very valuable thing." ”

The soldier saw that although Fang Ling was not very old, he had an extraordinary bearing, and Shen Huantian beside him did not seem to be an ordinary person, so he led the two of them towards the inside, passing through the long corridor, the road was divided into three, there was a corridor on the left and right sides, and a hall in front.

The soldier led the two men to the left, and then came to a room that looked like a pawn shop, with a long counter dividing the room in two, and in the counter sat an old man in his fifties, squinting slightly, and holding his hands as if he were sleeping.

After the soldier walked in, he knocked on the counter and said, "Lao Guo, a seller is here." ”

Lao Guo opened his eyes casually, glanced at Fang Ling and the others, and seemed to be a little annoyed that he had been disturbed by his dreams, and while yawning, he waved his hand and said, "What do you want to sell, take it out and take a look." ”

Fang Ling put the two wooden boxes on the counter, Lao Guo was obviously an old connoisseur, his eyes swept over the wooden box, and there was some disdain in his eyes, he saw that this was an ordinary mahogany, not worth much, and this box was very small, and it couldn't hold big things inside.

He slowly opened the wooden box, uncovered the yellow satin on it, glanced at the ginseng inside, and suddenly changed his tired state just now, and his eyes lit up.

The older the ginseng, the more ginseng beards there are, and the decaying ginseng will leave scars on the ginseng body called pearl dots, and the ginseng body will also form a circle of dense and thin iron lines, and a round reed will grow at the bottom of the reed.

The ginseng in front of me is more slender than the hundred-year-old ginseng, the pearl dots are densely arranged, the round reeds are smoother, and the whole body has a compelling aura.