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The warehouse is at least a thousand square meters, and the stalls are arranged in an orderly manner. Some have pulled a piece of cloth on the ground and threw a few goods randomly; some have small tables with some small things placed in categories; some are suspended. The machine emits a flickering light, and various goods are piled messily on the machine The stalls are all kinds of strange, and the stall owners are also different. Some people are sitting silently, as if they don't care whether the things are sold or not; others are enjoying themselves. Shouting, wishing that the whole audience could hear my voice
There is a dazzling array of things on the stall, covering all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation. There is a brand new generation of game handhelds, which have more than a hundred games pre-installed. They only cost 2,000 star coins, which is absolutely worth the money; there are aquatic products from distant and remote planets. However, when they were transported to Bayland, the fish in the tank had already begun to roll their eyes, and continuous oxygenation did not help. There were ceramic matryoshka dolls that had been collected for countless generations, and their smiles told the story of the rise and fall of a family. Of course, there is no shortage of all kinds of things related to Qin Feng Anderson in the ghost market. Some of them are fake at a glance, some are hard to distinguish between true and false, and some are probably, maybe, or possibly true.
Who cares about the stools they occasionally sit on, the teacups they use, the empty bullet casings they shoot out They insist that these things are related to the emperor, even if the emperor is still alive, he can't tell clearly.
The feelings of the people of the empire towards Qin Feng Anderson are complicated. Some regard him as a god, and some regard him as a cruel dictator. No matter which one they are, they all show concern for things related to the emperor, so various Things that are closely related to it sell best in the market.
For the first time, Auston showed eagerness to squeeze into the crowded crowd. Ryan was stunned and followed closely, which attracted some complaints from the onlookers, but everyone was crowded and no one could say anything.
"Don't crowd, don't crowd. I have three diaries of the Great Emperor here. They are absolutely guaranteed to be genuine and can be sent to a specialized agency for identification. If they are fake, they will be hit by a starship when they go out." The stall owner swore, trying to make his The diary appears to be genuine. "According to the usual rules of the ghost market, one page of the diary is four hundred star coins. My 30-page diary is cheaper for everyone. It only costs ten thousand star coins. You can read it and appraise it as you like, but you must Handle it with care, it is not easy to preserve something that was more than 700 years ago until now."
The crowd moved, but no one raised any questions.
Ryan's eyes widened and he looked at a diary on the long table in disbelief. It had a purple cover with natural leather texture. The outer shell was large, but there were very few loose-leaf papers inside. Maybe it was lost over the years. , such a incomplete diary was sold for 10,000 star coins, and the reward amount offered by the interstellar trafficker "musician" Evan was only 5,000 star coins!
Ten thousand star coins is enough to cover the expenses of an ordinary family of three for more than half a year.
Ryan suddenly felt that he had discovered a brand new way to make money
He was a little suspicious. If the price was so high, would anyone want it?
It turns out that there are more than just that. Someone from the crowd of onlookers came out. When he took out his hands from his cloak, he was holding a pair of clean white gloves. This person deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Let me take a look first."
"Please." The stall owner believed that real gold is not afraid of fire, as long as you cherish it and look at it casually, but he also kept one hand, "There are only five pages here, and the remaining part can be given after the transaction is completed. You pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. Never default."
People buy diaries just for the content inside. The emperor had a flash of inspiration, and the few ideas he jotted down might be business opportunities; the few exclamations he wrote down could be written into the book and become historical evidence; maybe they would even be revealed sometimes. Reveal some details and restore the truth of history.
There are also those who simply collect paper, but certainly not for the purpose of diary content. If all the content is read, the stall owner will still sell it.
The person who asked to look through it probably nodded, because his face was covered in a cloak and he couldn't see clearly. This man was a connoisseur. He wore white gloves and read through it carefully. After a while, he seemed to have thought carefully and said, "I bought it."
Ryan: "" As a bystander, he really couldn't get better.
The stall owner happily clapped his hands and said, "Haha, my stuff can't be fake. Who else wants to see or buy it? If not, then you have missed the diary of the Great Emperor. You must know that there are not many real diaries living among the people now. You have missed it. I don¡¯t know if there will be another time this time.¡±
Hearing this, several more people came out and looked through the diaries one by one. Two of them made a purchase request. According to the regulations of the ghost market, when more than two people are interested in purchasing the same item, the market manager can be invited to organize a small auction. It is not free and requires a commission of 2% of the final transaction price.
?When the diodes in the mecha's body have melted to a threshold, they must be replaced in time.
Therefore, a very important course in mecha repair is to learn how to make and assemble diodes. When Ryan participated in the assessment of the mecha repair department, he was qualified to enter the official team in advance because of his extraordinary hand speed.
After buying the diode, the exchange with Auston was over. After shopping for a while, they returned to the stall of ceramic ornaments and took away the ceramic daifuku that was still warm.
We went to a couple¡¯s restaurant for dinner as planned, but Ryan canceled the music and the flower-delivery interlude. He personally gave a bouquet of roses to Auston, and he also received the gift that Auston chose¡ªthe black gold dagger.
Back to room A16 of the cruise ship, everything seemed normal inside. Ryan keenly felt that the relationship between Dafu and Yuanchu was much better. It seemed that it would be beneficial to let them spend more time alone.
After a tiring day, Ryan asked Auston to take a bath first to relieve his fatigue. He sat in the living room, turning the diode with his long fingers, and various thoughts flashed through his eyes, and finally fell silent. Ryan took the tool bag, took out the Phillips screwdriver, and began to disassemble it. Soon, he took apart the diode covered with traces of time.
Yuan Chu watched his master¡¯s movements in silence.
Finally, the diode opened, revealing a device inside that was not a diode, a recording and broadcasting device.
Ryan touched the recording and broadcasting equipment with a Phillips screwdriver, and accidentally touched the switch. The sound of tearing and tearing came from it. More than seven hundred years ago, it was still working.
There was a vague sound coming from inside.
"What should I do? Tyrell discovered me when I was getting the medicine."
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Dafu saw the owner put a small Dafu on the bedside. It squatted beside the bed and felt a little disappointed. Wuwuwu, the owner doesn¡¯t love him anymore.
Then, Dafu was picked up by his owner.
Auston: Dafu, look, does this look like you?
Dafu refused to look, there was only one Dafu.
Auston: Let¡¯s get along well in the future.
In the years to come, Dafu always secretly tries to kill Little Dafu, but always fails.
Ryan: What are you doing, Dafu!
The grown-up Dafu pretended to look around and retracted the plush claws pressed against the ceramic ornaments. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com