Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 28: No, it's 028

Lin Beixuan walked in the dense crowd, imitating the uncles in front of him, bending over or squatting on the ground, carefully examining the antiques displayed on the stalls.

What makes him different from others is that he would not squat in front of a stall for long. He would just take a quick look and then move on to the next one.

It is not entirely true to say that there are no genuine items on these stalls. There is a mixture of half real and half fake items, but there is still some real stuff mixed in at one-tenth.

Antique dealers often mark these items with very high prices, ranging from hundreds of thousands to several million.

It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine that a piece of land business could be priced so outrageously, but this is very common in antique streets.

Lin Beixuan has no money and is now a pauper. The reason why he came here so early is to see if he can pick up some bargains in the antique market.

But he was not unprepared, as he relied on the panel in his mind.

After his experiments, he found that the panel is not only usable in the secular world, but can still be effective in the present world.

Just like the fate on the panel, after wearing it in this world, it will also have an impact on his physical and mental health.

When he looked intently at the instruments placed on the ground, information prompts would occasionally flash by.

【Ghost-faced Buddha: Buddhists say that there is no form, but all sentient beings in the three realms have form, so how can Buddha not have one? It’s just that the form is in the heart and has never been revealed. When Buddha is evil, he has a ghost face.】

[Xiao Chi Chi: After years of experience, Xiao Chi, when you pick up this chisel, you can confidently say that I have chiseled more stones than you have eaten salt.]

【One word paper: One word paper, one word paper, if it is one word, it is one word, if it is more, it will not show up. 】

……

Faced with these strange prompts, Lin Beixuan didn't know whether the information obtained from the panel would be helpful to his Taobao shopping this time.

The things it was interested in seemed very strange to Lin Beixuan.

It is clearly something of this world, but it exudes a worldly flavor.

A stone statue with a fat head and big ears sits on a lotus, holding a spell, but with a face like that of an evil spirit. The vendor marked the price at RMB 360,000, saying it was a product from the Qing Dynasty.

A piece of yellowed rice paper has only three words on it: "Yi Yan Zhi", and the rest is blank. The vendor marked the price at 600,000 yuan, saying that the paper is a family heirloom of an ancient Jinshi.

Everyone had their own opinions, but in the end they all turned into just one word.

expensive!
I don't know whether it's true or not, but as long as they see that you are willing to ask, they will raise the price very high.

After walking around for a long time, Lin Beixuan just felt mentally exhausted.

Although the panel has the ability to identify objects, it is not very obvious, making it difficult to tell whether these are antiques or objects tainted with worldly atmosphere.

Finally, he stopped at a deserted stall on the corner.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat and sitting with his legs crossed, browsing his phone. He never introduced himself to his stall when people came to it, as if it didn't matter to him whether he sold anything or not.

The reason why Lin Beixuan stayed here was because the panel at this stall gave so many prompts that it was terrifying. Almost half of the items on it had prompts.

"Boss, can I get a discount on this item?"

Lin Beixuan pointed to a knife box placed in the center. The blade was simple and heavy. It was half out of the box, and the edge of the blade shone with a cold light.

[Xiaofengdao: In ancient times, chivalrous martial arts were banned, but swordsmen went against the way of chivalry. Among the common people, there are always people who follow the way of chivalry.]

The middle-aged man in the straw hat raised his head and glanced at Lin Beixuan, then said leisurely, "The original price is 200,000, and the discount is 200,000."

"..."

Saying it means not saying it!

Lin Beixuan was not discouraged, and pointed to a strange doll with the words 15 on it. "What about this one?"

【Kumanthong: The evil spirits of Southeast Asia drive the boys, and the corpses of infants are transformed into spirits. 】

The middle-aged man in the straw hat raised his eyebrows: "The original price is 150,000. If you want me to sell it to you at a lower price, I won't bargain for 100,000."

Lin Beixuan nodded, and finally pointed to the stone strung with beads next to the Kumantong.

"The original price of this is fifty thousand. Can it be cheaper?"

Seeing Lin Beixuan pointing at the bracelet, the middle-aged man in the straw hat frowned and said in surprise: "You want that?"

Lin Beixuan nodded when he heard this. Seeing that his thoughts were quickly seen through by his boss, he no longer had the idea of deliberately concealing it.

The movies are all lies. Antique dealers are definitely much smarter than ordinary people. When they see you asking questions, they can actually tell at a glance what you want.

"Teacher, I can't see through this bracelet. If you are not afraid of what will come out of it, just take the fifty thousand. The money and goods are cleared. Don't blame me if anything goes wrong in the end."

"..."

"Why does this tone sound so familiar?"

Lin Beixuan suddenly raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him curiously.

Who would call themselves a teacher for no reason? You are just selling antiques, not a real teacher.

He thought of a person he had met before on the Two Worlds Communication Group website, code-named Maru no Shi, a guy who liked others to call him teacher. He also happened to be an antique seller. He had asked him to add his contact information before, but he refused.

Is there any connection between the two? Or are they the same person?

Thinking of this, Lin Beixuan quickly suppressed the surprised expression on his face and said calmly: "Boss, I see that the things you have here seem to be different from those in other stalls. I wonder where you got them from?"

The middle-aged man in the straw hat laughed and said, "Little brother, this is a secret of our business. It is not convenient to tell you. If you want to buy something, take it away. If you don't want to buy anything, please look somewhere else."

The middle-aged man's attitude towards customers was completely different from that of other vendors. He looked much lazier and it seemed that he did not need Lin Beixuan's order. He did not like to bargain and just did whatever they said.

Lin Beixuan was not angry about this. He shrugged his shoulders and was about to get up and leave, but he happened to meet Liu Fei walking towards him.

Liu Fei didn't expect to meet Lin Beixuan here again. Looking at the middle-aged man sitting on the stool, and then looking at Lin Beixuan who was about to leave, she roughly understood what was going on.

In Lin Beixuan's shocked eyes, she slowly walked to the middle-aged man and shouted, "Second Uncle, why are you setting up a stall here?"

"Well, I'm just bored!" When the middle-aged man saw his niece coming, he crossed his legs and shook them in a relaxed manner.

When Lin Beixuan saw the relationship between the two, he immediately understood that the relative Liu Fei was looking for was actually the middle-aged man in the straw hat in front of him.

"Second uncle, this person is my classmate." Liu Fei glanced at Lin Beixuan and said to the middle-aged man.

"classmate?"

The middle-aged man stopped shaking his feet, his cheeks twitched, and then he coughed dryly: "Classmates can't do that either. Business requires fairness. He paid and I gave him the goods. Do you want me to give away the things I worked so hard to get for free?"

The middle-aged man took a glance and naturally saw that his niece wanted to help the person in front of her.

Liu Fei sighed, walked up to Lin Beixuan and asked, "How much money did you prepare to enter this antique market?"

Lin Beixuan pursed his lips when he heard that and slowly stretched out two fingers.

Liu Fei: "Twenty thousand?"

"No, it's 2!"

　Thanks to Jiafanmao for the monthly ticket (°°)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)