Chapter 2: The Black Market Town (2)

  Qin Zhong's face turned speechless upon hearing this, and he realized that it was a public humiliation. His anger flared up, his expression changed, and he coldly snorted: "Old woman, I'm not like you, first tell you, I'm law-abiding, if you want to speak, I'll give you some opening fee, otherwise get out."

  "Oh dear, you're still in a bad mood," the woman said as she reached out to put her hand on Qin Zhong's arm.

  Qin Zhong didn't give him a chance, pushing the window up and almost crushing the woman's arm, turning his head to let Han Jun drive.

  The woman was eager to get rich and flew away. "Alright, I'll tell you, Lao Liu's mountain goods store is at the other end of the town, come in the evening and you can see the sign."

  Qin Zhong smiled as soon as he heard it, but he didn't say a word. He only took out 10 yuan from his pocket and threw it on the ground: "This money should be enough for you to take a break, at least you can rest for half an hour without serving customers." Uncle Han left.

  Qin Zhong and the three others drove to the other end of the town, found a quiet place to stop, and waited for nightfall. The woman, however, was excitedly picking up ten dollars from the ground, it seemed that her worship of money had reached a certain height.

  One wheel of sunset glow, half-lacking silver moon bright.

  Qin Zhong and the others had been sitting in the carriage for at least half a day, and it seemed that Guo Dafu was getting impatient. Gradually, the sun finally set its scorching face.

  "The little bell, the streetlights are on, it should be time." Han Jun had not dozed off at all, staring intently at the scene on the street. From the beginning when there was no one around, even the passing vehicles were scarce, but as dusk fell, people began to appear sparsely on the streets of the town, and gradually more and more people appeared, and the number of vehicles entering from outside also slowly increased."

  In the town head, a light was lit in the old Liu Shan's warehouse which was said to be by a woman. A young and strong man came out from the yard, holding a big sign that read "Specializing in recycling and selling border goods, antiques, various rare beasts", and when he turned the sign over, several large characters "Liu Shan Warehouse" appeared before Qin Zhong and others.

  Qin Zhong sighed and shook his head: "It's okay, that woman didn't cheat us. Let's go." As he spoke, he got off the carriage and walked a few steps to the front of the Shanhu Zhuang Inn.

  The young man at the door muttered to himself as soon as he saw Qin Zhong arrive, "Today's customer is really early, tsk, tsk, what a pity it's someone who's short of money." He seemed a bit arrogant and raised his head, saying, "Is this person here to sell goods or buy goods?"

  I want to find someone.

  "Looking for someone? Haha, how interesting. What kind of people do we have in this town?" The young man spoke with a pleased expression, but after he finished speaking, his mouth corners revealed an inexplicable sinister smile.

  Qin Zhong suddenly felt a chill on his back. "Isn't there anyone in the town?" he wondered, "Are they all ghosts here?" He carefully observed the young man again and noticed that he was breathing normally, then coldly smiled and said: "Then you're not human?"

  "Haha, what am I? There's only merchandise here, only money." This kid is quite arrogant in his speech. Qin Zhong's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of bloodlust as he tightly gripped the hilt of his ninja sword in secret.

  "Hey kid, stop farting around, I'm here looking for your Zhu Laoliu."

  The young man's expression changed greatly as soon as he heard this, and he circled around Qin Zhong twice: "Tsk, tsk, you think you can find my family's eldest just because of your ability? You're too arrogant, aren't you? Are you here to borrow money?"

  "Hoo-hoo!" Two gusts of wind flashed past the young man's ears, and his eyes widened in shock as he stared foolishly at Qin Zhong.

  Qin Zhongmu's expression seemed to have already warned the arrogant young man in front of him, and the two knives he had just slashed out instantly explained everything.

  The young man saw this and turned his head to run into the courtyard, shouting: "Come on, someone is smashing the field!"

  "Damn it, does Grandpa have to smash this broken courtyard?!" Qin Zhong helplessly held his hands in front of him, just in case.

  In no time, a dozen or so people rushed out of the courtyard and instantly surrounded Qin Zhong and Guo Dafu.

  Qin Zhong said helplessly: "I've told you all, I came to find Zhu Lao Liu, not to find you few stink bugs."

  "Still tough, brothers give me up."

  Qin Zhong knew that this fight was unavoidable, although he didn't take these few people seriously, but still had to respond carefully, after all the other side had more people and couldn't be underestimated.

  But just as Qin Zhong and the others were about to take action, a man came out of the house in the yard, wearing an overcoat, and shouted loudly after glancing outside: "Everyone stop, is Big Brother coming?"

  Big brother? Qin Zhong never thought that he had told Zhu Liu the name before, nor did he call him brother. Where did this big brother come from?

  That man rushed out of the courtyard, pushed aside a few little rascals who had come out, and stood in front of Qin Zhong: "So brother you've arrived, what's going on? You even brought out such precious weapons. Did these little ones provoke you?"

  Qin Zhong savored the newcomer, and from his voice and appearance, he was sure this was the same muddy man they had pulled out of the ditch that day. He knew it was Zhu Liu, so he forced a smile: "No trouble at all, I'm just here to visit as a friend, I don't know if Brother Liu can accept me?"

  "Of course, you all go and attend to your own business." He then invited Qin Zhong and the others into the house for a detailed discussion.

  Qin Zhong looked around and saw that no one seemed to have any intention of making a move, so he put away his ninja sword and followed Han Jun, Guo Da Fu, and Zhu Lao Liu into the central house.

  It's really unknown how luxurious the house is without entering it. Zhu Lao Liu's house is decorated with gold and jade, a genuine leather sofa worth tens of thousands of yuan, a tea table worth several thousand yuan, and Longjing tea worth hundreds of yuan per pot. It seems that people here like to live a life of luxury, which also proves from one side that Zhu Lao Liu is absolutely not short of money. That is to say, the things he brought up from the ditch that day must be even more valuable.

  As soon as they sat down in the house, Zhu Lao Liu sent away his own little brothers, while Qin Zhong didn't say a word and slapped his ninja knife on the table: "Today, I'm short of money, so I'll sell this knife to you. How much can you give me?"

  Zhu Lao Liu's face, that old cunning fox, flashed with a greedy light, but he still spoke in a serious tone: "This thing, at first I mainly wanted to collect it because of the favor you did for me, but from its quality alone, it's just something from Japan's Edo period, looking quite ordinary. However, since it comes from Japan and has deep patriotic significance, I'm willing to take it in, but as for the price..."

  "You just name a price. This thing is usually only used as my personal weapon, but I'm going on a long journey this time and need a large sum of money, so I'll reluctantly transfer it to you."

  "Hmm! Let me take a closer look." Zhu Lao Liu held the knife in his hand, examining it carefully for a long time, and then gently tapped the blade with his hand. He handed the knife back to Qin Zhong: "Ah, I thought this was a good quality knife, maybe someday we can find a better buyer, but unfortunately, the smelting process of this knife is too rough, so I can only offer a low price, this amount."

  Qin Zhong stared at Zhu Lao Liu's two outstretched fingers, his brow furrowed: "You say it's twenty thousand?"

  "It's wrong, it's two thousand, apart from this number, this knife can't be sold for even a penny more."

  "Damn it!" Guo Dafu suddenly stood up: "You old man, don't you know what's good or bad?"

  "Hmph, here, you love to sell or not, if not, I have plenty of things to collect. Outside, which one of the queuing things is not more valuable than this thing? Take it away, our business can't be done." Zhu Lao Liu showed his cunning merchant face.

  Qin Zhong casually picked up the knife and flipped it over, chuckling as he said, "I thought you were a dignified person, but I think I've mistaken you for someone else. Uncle Han, let's go." He stood up to leave, but something fell from his lower back.

  Zhu Lao Liu said he didn't mean to stop Qin Zhong, but when he saw what Qin Zhong took out from his waist, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Wait!"

  Qin Zhong stood firm: "Is there anything else? If you want this thing, I won't sell it for less than 500,000, so you must add more!"