"He sells fakes!" the black-robed guest pointed at Jing Qing and at the same time showed the Fire Palace Jade in his hand, "The Fire Palace Jade I bought from here an hour ago was identified as a fake by the Amber Pavilion!"

Jing Qing was not to be outdone: "Sir, this person is full of nonsense. I've only been setting up a stall here for less than a quarter of an hour, so how can I have the ability to sell him an hour ago?"

Yu Wei didn't blink his eyes: "Check the deed!" I don't know how many disputes occur in Linlang Market every day, and there are advantages and disadvantages to masked trading, which is one of the obvious drawbacks. After selling something, the seller will not admit it.

In this case, only the contract drawn by the two parties at the time of purchase and sale can verify the authenticity.

Like the contract signed by Yan Saburo in the official store, the contract service provided by the Hidden Kingdom for the Linlang Market does not require the signature of the buyer and the seller, but requires the drawing of a blood deposit, that is, the blood fingerprint of the ring finger of the left hand.

He took out a stack of documents from the box behind him, flipped it a few times, and said, "Two-four-four stall, Fire Palace Jade...... Here it is!" he pulled out a piece of deed paper and showed it to the black-robed guest, "Is it this one?"

"Yes, yes, this is it!" the black-robed guest finished reading it in three or two eyes, "It's this guy who sold me Fire Palace Jade!"

Jing Qing sneered: "I haven't made a contract with him, and the painting on this paper is not mine!"

Without saying much, the official took out a piece of gauze paper as thin as a cicada's wings from his arms: "Inspection!"

The two took blood and pressed their handprints, also on the ring finger of their left hand. The gauze paper is extremely thin, and when the handprint is pressed, both sides are clearly visible.

The official pressed the gauze paper on the contract, and then took out a pearl from his pocket and held it under the contract.

In this way, the brilliance of the pearl shines through from the bottom, illuminating two sheets of paper in a row.

With this bit of light, the official superimposed and contrasted the upper and lower fingerprints.

Apparently he was very experienced, and after two glances, he said, "This is consistent." ”

This is the fingerprint of the black-robed guest.

The official compared another set of fingerprints, his eyes narrowed, and after more than ten breaths, he shook his head: "This group, it doesn't match." ”

Jing Qing suddenly cheered: "I'll just say it!"

"What!" the black-robed guest was shocked, "Look more closely!"

Yu Wei did look at it carefully, but still shook his head. The black-robed guest was anxious: "You see that the things on this stall haven't even moved, this is the core of the heart, these bottles and cans...... It's him, the stall hasn't changed people at all!"

Yu Wei casually pointed to a stall owner: "Come, look at the fingerprint comparison." ”

The stall owner also cooperated, walked over and drew the gourd in the same way, and looked at it carefully for a while before nodding: "This group is really different." ”

The black-robed guest dragged the contract: "I'll take a look." ”

Through the pearl light repeated comparison, the upper and lower fingerprints really can't completely coincide!

"This contract is fake!" he glared at Jing Qing, "You have done something to your fingerprints!

"You don't even recognize the contract, I have nothing more to say. Jing Qing spread his hands and said to Yu Wei, "Sir, you will judge." ”

The guard was still conscientious, his eyes swept around, and he asked the nearby stall owners: "Do any of you know how long this stall has been in place?"

"I know. As soon as the words fell, the stall owner who sold "Fu Longbo" in front of Yan Saburo spoke up, "That is, more than a quarter of an hour." ”

Before the guard could speak, the black-robed guest had already pointed at him and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Where am I talking nonsense. The stall owner shrugged innocently, "I've been here for an hour." Didn't you also see a few things here with me, but didn't buy them?" This guy asked at his stall, but he didn't buy anything, wasting half an hour of his tongue, and ran to the stall on the side, thinking that he could pick the cheap fire palace jade.

Hehe.

The black-robed guest pointed at him, and then at Jing Qing: "Okay, good, it turns out that you still have accomplices!"

The surrounding stall owners remained silent.

In business, more is better than less.

"What kind of faint medicine did you take to die here and beg for nothing?" Jing Qing smacked at him, "It's really unlucky, I was bitten by a dog when I went out!"

The black-robed guest was furious, and raised his big fist in the sand bowl to greet him in the face.

Jing Qing had already been optimistic about the direction, shrunk his neck, and hid behind the guards. "Sir, uphold justice!"

The guards have the duty to stop the dispute, and of course they will not watch the black-robed guest commit murder in the street, and he will reach out to stop him at once, and at the same time blow his whistle and summon his companions to help.

When the whistle sounded, a patrol guard came out of nowhere and took the black-robed guest down. The man cursed and cursed, and was never seen.

Yu Wei said to Jing Qing: "For the sake of safety, you'd better set up a stall elsewhere." ”

Jing Qing was grateful, and nodded again and again: "Thank you, sir!"

The guards turned around and left, and they had to deal with at least dozens of disputes every day.

Jing Qing was about to close the stall quickly, but saw two more guests standing in front of the stall. Jing Qing paused, a little hesitant, but still asked, "What do you two want to buy?" Although he was in a hurry to leave, he still had to ask for the guests who sent him to the door.

"Do you talk about the price?" is a female voice.

Jing Qing was stunned when he heard this, but saw that the stall owner opposite gave him a few gestures.

The female guest didn't look back, but she looked like she had eyes behind her back: "Is the person in the back gesturing to you?"

Jing Qing suddenly smiled: "Yes." ”

The stall owner opposite him froze, and then saw a smile on Jing Qing's face: "Why are you here?"

It turned out to be recognized.

Although they hadn't been together for a long time, Jing Qing still heard Chitose's voice, and immediately turned to another silent black-robed man: "...... Yan?"

"Hmm. Yan Saburo said affirmatively, "It's me." "None of them wore the rings they had agreed upon, and no one would recognize anyone unless they spoke.

Jing Qing smiled: "When I clean up, let's find a place to eat tea." ”

While he was buried in the cover, Chitose bowed his head and whispered in his ear: "The one who sells "Fu Longbo" is with you, right?"

Jing Qing sneered.

Although Chitose seemed to be able to see his expression through the mask, he continued: "We just want to buy "Fronbo", of course, it has to be genuine. ”

"Is that the recipe?" Jing Qing groaned slightly, "Okay, wrap it on me." ”

He grabbed the package and quickly gestured to the stall owner opposite.

He moved very quickly, chose a good angle, and put his hands half-folded in his sleeves, which could only be seen from the two or three stalls opposite.

Then he said to Chitose and the two: "Let's go, go to the Gudao Teahouse." ”

Sanssouci Valley is very intimate, there must be a resting place every hundred zhang in Linlang Market, and there is a place to rest and eat when seafarers are tired of shopping. The closest to here is the Gudao Teahouse.

In the luxurious Sanssouci Valley, this teahouse is made of logs, not even plastered, and only a layer of varnish is painted on the outside of the wood, which looks particularly simple. Of course, the furnishings are not bad, and the guests who walk in can drink free tea.

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