Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack

Chapter 247 Your Name is Valuable
Lu Ping was just about to ask Fang Yu Zhuchenke to take him to Qiaomu Palace.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with an unremarkable appearance jumped out from the street next to him.

The man took a step forward and came to the front of the road, starting to make faces.

"Friend, do you want a wife or not?"

"As long as you ask, I will send it to you immediately."

Lu Ping: “…”

Dude, you went to the wrong set?

"Hey, old man, I'm not even seventeen yet. I'm just a kid."

The man chuckled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. As the old saying goes, 'A man with ambition never ages, but a man without ambition is useless even at a hundred years old'!"

"I see that you have extraordinary physiques and your body is growing fast. You must have all the necessary functions. Now is the time to sprint!"

Please tell me more about the sprint...

No, isn’t that how the old saying is used?

Lu Ping remained silent. He ignored the middle-aged man who jumped out from the side and just looked at Fang Yu Zhuchenke who was walking in front of him.

"Could it be that the current Yinsi Street has been lost by 'Master' to 'Di Su'?"

"Otherwise, how could you start a business on the Never-Sleeping River?"

After hearing this, Fang Yu Zhuchenke's suspicion of Lu Ping gradually dissipated, and he calmly replied: "This is also a kind of 'business', which is within the scope of business of Qiaomu Palace."

"Whatever you say."

Lu Ping ignored the middle-aged man's shouting and followed Fang Yu Zhuchenke to Qiaomu Palace.

After the report, Lu Ping finally met the rumored "master", Yan Chengjun.

Yan Chengjun was a middle-aged man dressed like a businessman, wearing a black suit, a gentleman's hat, a pair of sunglasses on his nose, a moustache and a beard, and holding an old-fashioned pipe in his hand.

"This is your first visit, and I apologize for not welcoming you in person."

Lu Ping took a closer look at him and said, "You're still wearing sunglasses in a place like this. Can you see clearly?"

"A qualified businessman, in addition to having a keen sense of smell, must also have the ability to see through people's hearts and have a far-sighted vision, so my distinguished guests don't have to worry at all, I'm not old and my eyesight is not good yet."

Yan Chengjun hinted at something and asked, "I wonder what business the distinguished guest is looking for?"

"Casting material."

Lu Ping took out the list of materials and thirty thousand taels of silver given by Duan Shenfeng from his arms and gently placed them on the table.

Yan Chengjun picked it up, took a look, and said, "It's not difficult to get casting materials, but you can't just do one business today."

"Oh? Before coming here, I had never heard that the Yinhuai Ghost Market was a place that liked to force people to buy and sell."

There was a hint of difference in Lu Ping's eyes.

He knew that the business here could only be enforced after both parties signed a blood contract, otherwise it would require mutual consent to proceed.

"The Yinhuai Ghost Market is not a place that only recognizes knife coins and not people. The Ghost Market has records of the customer information corresponding to each knife coin. The yellow amber knife coin you used to enter the Ghost Market belonged to Duan Shenfeng, not you."

Yan Chengjun revealed the origin of the knife coin in Lu Ping's hand, and then said: "There have been cases like you coming in with other people's knife coins before, but you can rest assured that the ghost market is not strict in this regard."

"According to the rules, we will consider you as a recommendation from Huang Hu. All you need to do next is make a deal here, and you will officially become a customer of the Ghost Market, and you can come and go freely from now on."

And this kind of operation?

Lu Ping narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: This seems to be different from the situation in the original play where Yi Wuxin got the knife coin...

It seems that the rules for distributing knife coins in the three places, Luohua Suiyuan Manor, Buye Changhe and Qiaomu Palace, are different.

Duan Shenfeng should also know the rules of Qiaomu Palace. Why didn't he mention it to me before? Did he think that there was no need to explain such a small matter specifically?
“Are there any requirements for the size of the business?”

Yan Chengjun took a puff of cigarette and replied, "There is no requirement, but Qiaomu Palace will rate you based on the total amount of your transactions to decide whether to issue you yellow amber knife coins or red coral knife coins."

Huang Hu Daobi is a VIP customer, and Zhu Hu Daobi is an ordinary customer.

"How much amount of Huanghu knife coins can I get?"

"Ten thousand taels of silver."

"Wow, that's quite a lot!"

In this era, the purchasing power of ten thousand taels is about 660 million RMB, which is enough for ordinary people to spend for several lifetimes.

Yan Chengjun said calmly: "To others, ten thousand taels of silver may be a lot, but to you, it should not be much."

"Oh? Do I look like I'm rich?"

Lu Ping looked down at his outfit.

The outfit he was wearing was not very expensive, and in terms of the material and craftsmanship, it was just average. Moreover, because he had been traveling for a long time, it did not look very neat.

"You don't think that the thirty thousand taels of silver for the casting materials are mine, do you?"

Yan Chengjun smiled grimly: "Maybe you don't have any money, but your name is very valuable."

Is a name valuable?

Is it worth one hundred thousand taels of silver?
Lu Ping raised his eyebrows: "It sounds like you already know who I am?" "A newly rising hero in the Southern Wulin. Everyone says that your martial arts and chivalry are not inferior to those of Shi Yanwen, Shen Lang, Yan Nantian, and Tie Zhongtang in the past. You are destined to be a leader in the martial arts world in the future."

"Do you think your name is worth money?"

Would you like to buy this name?

Lu Ping complained in his heart and then began to think.

The situation in Yinhuai Ghost Market is different from the Bat Island we encountered before.

The latter is far away overseas, so if he is ruined, he is ruined.

However, this place is underground, and is connected to the other dimension by magic. If it is destroyed directly, the impact will be too great, and it may cause damage to the earth's veins and turbulence in the ground energy again.

Although Yinhuai Ghost Market is located in Xiwulin, the land of Xiwulin directly borders Nanwulin.

The previous turmoil in the Southern Martial Arts World affected the Western Martial Arts World. If the situation is reversed and something happens in Miaojiang, the Suzaku Dynasty will definitely be affected as well.

Secondly, the size, number of experts and quality of the two are also very different.

Yuan Suiyun, the strongest fighter on Bat Island, probably can't even get a position as a killer leader here.

The most important thing is that many people in the Yinhuai Ghost Market are innocent, including abducted slaves or cheated people.

With these people around, it would be impossible for Lu Ping to just turn this place into a desert with just one "Thousand Miles of Red Earth".

If you think about it carefully, this is a rare black market with a complete range of goods. It seems like a good idea to do some business here, get some good goods, and then bring down Yan Chengjun later.

"Now that you know my identity, you should understand that I don't like ordinary things."

"Of course... of course..."

Yan Chengjun nodded repeatedly and said, "It just so happens that there will be a trade fair held in Qiaomu Palace tonight. Those invited are all distinguished guests of Huang Hu level. They may have something that you would like."

"If you have something you want to sell, we can handle it on your behalf."

How could such a coincidence happen?
Could this be the transaction or auction bargain hunting link that the protagonist of the novel is rumored to encounter?
Wait, there doesn’t seem to be anything worth picking up?
But go check it out anyway.

"So I got there by chance? When does the trade fair start?"

"It's midnight tonight, and there are still two hours left."

After confirming the transaction time, the two did not chat any further.

Yan Chengjun ordered his servants to count the castings and load them onto trucks, so that they could be taken away when they left the ghost market after the road was smooth.

After Lu Ping left Qiaomu Palace, he turned to the Never-Sleeping River run by "Di Su", preparing to travel and visit here.

As the largest entertainment venue in Yinhuai Ghost Market, the environment here is much more lively than Qiaomu Palace and Yinsi Street. At least there is no faint smell of blood in the air. Instead, there is -

Red and warm faces, shouting, the scent of cosmetics, the weight of wine and meat, silver and banknotes flying in the sky, and gamblers and prostitutes everywhere.

The scene before him inexplicably reminded Lu Ping of the night in Taiping Town, except that in his eyes, the environment here was much dirtier, messier, and smellier than Taiping Town.

The Never-Sleeping River is a lively place where many people come to have fun and relax.

Walking along the street, in just three minutes, Lu Ping saw four gambling houses, five pawnshops, and six restaurants, and every place was crowded with people.

Walking on the street, you can hear the voices of beautiful women seducing their patrons on the second and third floor balconies everywhere.

Lu Ping was upset, had a headache, and was very angry. Without any hesitation, he rushed in...

We had a big meal at the restaurant next door.

While enjoying their meal, they suddenly saw two people walking into the restaurant, talking about something in high spirits.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Lu was so generous that he casually threw away the tens of thousands of taels of silver notes he earned from gambling all night. I was close to him just now and quickly grabbed a handful. Guess how much was there? A full eight hundred taels!"

"Really? Then tonight's expenses are on you!"

Hearing this, Lu Ping stopped eating.

Where did this hero come from?

Because "路" and "陆" have the same pronunciation, he just regarded the other party as his good brother from five hundred years ago. Since his good brother wanted to be the boy who distributed money, how could he not go and support him?
Just as the two people who were talking walked past him, Lu Ping quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and reached out to pull them.

"Two brothers, where is the hero you mentioned who is spreading wealth... oh no, where is he?"

The man who had snatched the eight hundred taels of silver saw this and laughed, "It's not far ahead at the Four Seasons Casino. A hero named Lu just now was giving away money. Everyone got the silver for free!"

"But it's too late for you to go now. Those banknotes have already been snatched away by others!"

Lu Ping said with a frown: "What are you talking about? It is an honor for us to meet such a great hero! What does money matter?"

After saying this, he walked towards the 'Four Seasons Casino' mentioned by the other party without looking back.

The two men stood there in a daze, seemingly shocked by what Lu Ping had just said.

"What he said makes a lot of sense!"

"I didn't expect this person to be so shameless at such a young age..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is called enlightenment and clarity!"

(End of this chapter)