Scientific Travel

Deng Yin didn't notice that after seeing her wake up, the people around her all moved further away from her. Adhering to the idea that leaving no trash behind is a virtue, Deng Yin used all her strength to pull the wooden sticks out of the ground.

The coarse cloth on the wooden strips is nailed on; if you pull it forcefully, it will definitely leave several holes.

Deng Yin simply used a piece of coarse cloth to tie the wooden strips together, and then used another piece of coarse cloth to tie the pillow and the wooden strips together.

Seeing what appeared to be staff members smashing wooden sticks on the ground and then hanging lanterns on them, Deng Yin randomly approached one of the people hanging lanterns and asked, "Do you want these things?"

"No." The staff member quickly waved his hand, "Your wooden strips are too big, they're not as good as sticks to hit."

Deng Yin nodded, not insisting. She placed the bundled wooden strips not far from the door, and to avoid any misunderstanding from the staff, she explained, "I didn't litter, I'm just leaving it here for now, I'll take it when I leave."

The staff member, after receiving Deng Yin's explanation, mistakenly thought he wanted him to keep an eye on things and quickly nodded, "Don't worry, it won't get lost."

What Deng Yin didn't know was that this staff member had been staying with this pile of things all night, and only started doing his job after she left.

While waiting for the official start of sales, Deng Yin was not idle. Each person who came to sell goods carried a large bundle, which, when opened, revealed a rectangular piece of cloth that could be used to hold items or to display goods when setting up a stall.

Whenever Deng Yin saw someone carrying a bundle, he would go up to them and ask what was inside.

Most people opened their bundles to show Deng Yin, but only a few set up stalls on the spot so that Deng Yin could see them even more clearly.

There are only two kinds of people in this world who can easily gain more patience from others: good-looking people and people who look like they are not to be trifled with.

Deng Yin's original face belonged to the former, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to impersonate a deity so successfully.

Deng Yin's current face belongs to the latter category; his skin is dark, he has a full beard, and he is tall and strong, making him look fierce.

Those who arrive early are usually those whose goods don't sell very well; they can only attract more customers by arriving early.

Deng Yin didn't understand this principle, and she began to wonder if she was just having bad luck today, since none of the medicine sellers had come.

No matter what, he couldn't leave empty-handed. Deng Yin had earned a lot of money these days, and his storage space was so large that he couldn't possibly use it all for the time being. All the money was stored in his storage space, and Deng Yin didn't use it to recharge.

As the sun set, more and more people arrived. Setting up a stall here requires paying a stall fee, and everyone sets up their stall in their designated spot.

Lingdusha wasn't lying; they do sell medicine here, but in terms of rarity and completeness, it's far inferior to medicine sold through legitimate channels.

Moreover, due to the hot weather, most of the medicines sold were dried in the sun. Deng Yin wanted fresh medicinal herbs so she could extract the seeds.

Deng Yin strolled around for a while, but his interest waned.

So this is the black market? I thought they were selling all sorts of things, but it turns out it's just this.

Not only were there only half of the dried medicinal herbs left, but there were also people selling dried beef jerky.

It's not the meat of the chess ox, but the meat of the ox used for plowing.

With such high secrecy, once inside, they discovered that what they were selling were all substandard goods, and even those selling intelligence had come.

Deng Yin began to have some doubts about the legitimacy of the black market.

Even if this thing gets caught, it'll be fine, right?

Deng Yin was unaware that there was such a thing as a stall fee; once he found out, he would complain even more.

Spending money to sell junk—I really don't know if they're trying to make money or just want to spend it.

Just as Deng Yin was thinking of buying two pounds of beef jerky as a token gesture, the main event of the night began!

There is an auction on the black market every month on the 8th. Unlike the ordinary-looking goods sold by individual sellers, the goods that can be auctioned are all items that can keep someone waiting for years.

To make it seem more formal, the people in the black market even set up a platform.

Deng Yin didn't rush to go see it. She was tall, so she bought two pounds of beef jerky before going.

There were twenty chairs at the front of the crowd, but only thirteen of them were occupied. The people at the back preferred to stand rather than sit down.

Adhering to the life principle that "standing is not as good as sitting, and sitting is not as good as lying down," Deng Yin squeezed through the crowd and sat down in a chair.

The rest of the people sitting in the chairs all turned to look at her in unison.

At this moment, Deng Yincai realized that everyone else except her was wearing a mask.

The chairs are specifically for those planning to participate in the auction. The black market is a mixed bag, just like a casino. As long as you don't leave, what you get will stay with you. But if you leave, it's all earned through skill.

Many people never participate in auctions; they simply go out and snatch whatever they want.

In addition, the masks were also prepared to prevent participants in the auction from making enemies.

In the bidding process, some people inevitably harbor resentment. A mask can not only cover a person's face, but also change a person's voice.

One hundred silver coins each, high price, but those who can participate in the auction are not short of money.

Deng Yin spotted the person closest to her and glared back. "What? Can't I sit without a mask?"

Deng Yin deliberately put on a fierce expression, which, combined with his face, had a very intimidating effect.

The person wielding the gavel looked down at the audience, who gave him a reassuring look.

Those who dare to participate in auctions without wearing masks are mostly very confident in their abilities.

If you bring it up with him, he might get angry. Take it or leave it.

The first product was a bottle of poison, colorless and odorless, which dissolved instantly in water, and it was impossible to determine whether the person died from poisoning.

Generally speaking, the first item in most auctions is in the middle to upper range of the batch of products. To make it a good start, you can't use something too bad.

Deng Yin was intrigued, but she didn't buy it.

Deng Yin wasn't interested in things that could kill people; in fact, she had quite a few weapons of mass destruction in her possession.

Starting with the second item, the price dropped significantly, and Deng Yin lost interest, only buying a plate of medicinal herbs.

It's supposed to be a plate of medicinal herbs, but there are actually only three plants in total, and they're barely alive.

Deng Yin doesn't know much about medicinal herbs, but she knows this particular herb and can grow it.

Regardless of whether we'll need it later, let's plant it first, just in case it comes in handy.

The man selling the hammer was getting anxious. It seemed that everyone was having a tough year, and no one was raising prices; most items were being sold at the bottom price.

In addition to a fixed salary for presiding over an auction, the person who wields the gavel also receives a commission.

The better the sales, the higher the commission. And if you have a lot of good sales, your base salary will also increase.

Many bosses believe that a good hammer can appropriately increase the amount.

Looks like I can forget about getting a commission today...