Cthulhu Card Making: Medusa Card Making at the Beginning.

Chapter 103: Trying the cards at the stall, the boss is open and honest!

Lin Mo gained a lot of experience when he entered the black market for the first time.

People walking here all wear masks, basically, the kind that cover their entire face.

In the shops or cloth stalls on both sides of the road, the business owners were looking around, sizing up the customers coming and going.

It seemed as if he was thinking about whether he could meet a sucker today.

Different from what Lin Mo imagined, the actual situation of the black market was more like the market in Lin Mo's memory. The difference was that the shops and stall owners here did not shout loudly or hawk their wares.

It seems a little quiet, strangely quiet
There are a lot of good things in the black market, but there are even more scams.

If the items are not of the same type and the price is lower, few people would come to such places and take the risk to pan for gold in the sand.

But according to Chu Xiaoxiao, the black market also has clear regulations, and there are both real and fake goods.

If all the goods sold to others are fake and the rules are violated, will the black market put this shop or vendor on the blacklist and never allow this vendor to enter the black market again?

In more serious cases, the black market will even call the relevant departments to report someone for selling contraband, making the other person stay behind bars for the rest of their lives.

Reporting merchants selling counterfeit goods in the black market. Such an abstract operation made it difficult for Lin Mo to evaluate it for a while.

In the black market, it has established a fair image.

On the police department’s side, the officers received credit.

You can get a promotion and a raise at the end of the year, and even a bonus.

In addition to the vendors selling counterfeit goods who were injured, the police and the black market were on the front line in both directions.

No wonder the black market was chosen as a trading market at the junction of the two districts.

This is something I have never seen before.

It turns out that this black market, apart from its dark name, is even more conscientious than ordinary trading markets.

After all, when Lin Mo bought fruits in his freshman year, the fruit seller in the old neighborhood gave him less weight. That was when he was at his lowest point, and it was the first time he realized how treacherous human nature is.

Lin Mo followed Chu Xiaoxiao forward, wondering in his heart what kind of people would be in the same group.

After all, this was his first time participating in a team mission, so he was still a little nervous.

As they were lost in thought, a commotion in front of them caught their attention.

In front of a stall not far ahead, two young people, a man and a woman, had an argument with the stall owner.

Lin Mo looked at it and couldn't help but frowning. Just when he was thinking about whether to take a detour, he saw Chu Xiaoxiao standing next to him and actually walked straight over.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, don't we still have a mission?" Lin Mo reminded in a low voice.

"Well, the two in front are the team members."

Chu Xiaoxiao's answer made Lin Mo fall silent.

"Boss, your blue quality Earth Armor Melting Pig is fake. After I injected the source power into the card, the card spirit in the card didn't come out yet, so the card was useless."

The little girl in front of the stall pinched her waist, questioned the boss with a gloomy face and a crying voice.

The boy standing behind him also had a terribly gloomy expression, with his fists clenched as if he was ready to attack at any time.

The stall owner spread his hands helplessly and said, "Girl, you can eat whatever you want, but don't talk nonsense. We have to abide by the rules when selling goods in the black market. You were here just now, and I let you try the card."

Then the boss pointed to the wooden sign in front of the stall and said, "We are not responsible for the goods once they leave the stall. Little girl, you can read, right? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll sue you for defamation."

The boss said nonchalantly that the two people in front of him looked like rookies who had just arrived in the black market.

If I don’t kill you, who else should I kill?

Besides, he didn't break the rules of the black market.

The regulations say that there are a mixture of true and false cards, but the cards on his stall are all real. They just have higher consumption and wear and tear, and will be completely scrapped after one or two uses.

The vendors around were all watching, and even many card traders who came to the black market to shop stopped in their tracks.

No matter in which world, it is human nature to like to watch the fun, and it has nothing to do with the other person's identity.

Perhaps because the girl was about to cry, a man in the crowd said jokingly, "Tsk tsk, boss, this girl is here for the first time and she doesn't know anyone here. You're just cheating her like this. Isn't that too unkind? Be careful that the black market supervisors come over and blacklist you."

The boss heard this, his face trembled, and he put on an innocent expression: "God and God are my conscience, I sold a real card, it's just that the girl didn't operate it properly."

"Even if the black market regulators come here, I can still say this with confidence."

"Sister Xiaoxiao, what's the principle?"

Squeezed in the crowd, Lin Mo grabbed Chu Xiaoxiao and told her not to be impulsive for the time being and to see clearly what the other party's tactics were.

After all, the middle-aged boss looked like a seasoned veteran.

"Tsk, a high-wear card, just added balancing materials to maintain its lifespan."

"Some low-quality cards will wear out if they are not nurtured by the card master's source power. After a few cycles, they will be officially classified as scrapped cards."

After Chu Xiaoxiao said this, Lin Mo immediately understood the principle. After all, they were all card makers, so he was familiar with these tricks.

As for the wear and tear of the cards, he wasn't too worried about that problem.

Because he nurtures the card, he pays more than just source power.
"Zhou Ziyue, this fool, went to the black market a few times and thought he knew everything, and even brought his sister with him." Chu Xiaoxiao held her forehead with her hand, looking very helpless. The boss's tricks were not very clever, but just the most simple routines. People who have been in the black market for many years can see the problem at a glance.

But this trick works every time against newcomers.

They didn't sell fake goods, so even if the black market regulators came, they couldn't do anything to them.

"Okay, leave it to me."

Lin Mo smiled and said something to Chu Xiaoxiao, then squeezed out of the crowd.

"No, little girl, please leave quickly. The problem is your own."

As he said this, the stall owner waved his hand and said, "You are really affecting my business here. Everyone is watching us. I won't bother with you for ruining my reputation."

“No, today you either return the money or compensate for the card, otherwise don’t blame me for overturning your stall.” Zhou Ziyue looked at the boss angrily, with source power surging between his fists.

Upon seeing this, everyone around subconsciously stepped back, to avoid getting covered in blood if a fight really broke out.

The boss was fearless, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. Then, with a bit of fear on his face, he shouted, "What are you going to do? This is a black market, do you want to hit someone?"

"Everyone, look at this couple, they can't win over others with reason and resort to violence."

After saying that, he pretended to muster up his courage and stood forward, stretching his neck towards Zhou Ziyue: "Come on, if you have the guts, try to touch me today. If you don't dare to reach out, I will support you."

The way this young man is dressed doesn't look like a poor guy.

As long as he dared to take action, he would take advantage of the situation and lie on the ground. When the supervisor came, he would extort 18 million yuan from the other party. This would save him from having to do the mission again and allow him to have a few days of leisure.

There is still a big gap in income between low-level card artists and some middle and high-level card artists.

But compared to ordinary people, the income from this job is relatively much higher.

But the points gained from each mission are not exchanged for one's life.

Zhou Ziyue's eyes were filled with anger.

Looking at the face of his boss in front of him, he originally wanted to beat him up, but now he was being verbally provoked and with so many people watching, how could he endure it?

Without saying a word, he raised his fist as if to hit.

Everyone was watching, and many of them had sly smiles on their faces. After waiting for such a long time, they finally got to see a good show.

Just as Zhou Ziyue raised his fist, a figure suddenly jumped out from behind him and grabbed him.

Surprised, Zhou Ziyue turned around and saw a young man looking at him with a smile on his face. His lips moved slightly and he said leisurely, "Young man, don't be too angry. If you take a step back, you will have a bright future."

This person was none other than Lin Mo.

As Lin Mo spoke, he used his other hand to calmly write the word "mission" on the other person's body.

Fortunately, Zhou Ziyue was not too stupid. After he reacted, he loosened his grip.

Seeing this, Lin Mo let go of his hand.

"Hey, that's right. Everyone trades to get what they want. Harmony is the most important thing. Harmony brings wealth, right, boss?"

"Is that the truth? You are a sensible person, little brother." The boss looked at Lin Mo who suddenly appeared. Seeing that the other party spoke politely, he couldn't figure out what he was saying for a moment, so he smiled apologetically.

It seemed that he didn't know these two people.

The boss' eyes rolled and he thought to himself.

Lin Mo said with a smile, then walked to the stall and squatted down, "Well, sister, if you have nothing else to do, just stand aside and don't disturb me from buying cards."

Zhou Xiaoyu had tears in her eyes. When she was about to retort after hearing what Lin Mo said, Zhou Ziyue pulled her up and stood aside.

Zhou Ziyue had seen this young man on the list of people on the same mission, but he didn't match anyone else.

"Hey, little brother, whatever card you want, just pick it and look at it. I guarantee they are all genuine. We can try the card first and then pay. If there is any problem, I will not charge you."

The boss felt more at ease when he saw Lin Mo squatting down and beginning to study the card surface carefully. He hurriedly greeted him with a smile. It was impossible to figure out the value of the cards in this pile of cards unless you were a card maker. If you were really a card maker, he would not look at these low-level materials of his.

Lin Mo listened to his boss's words and suddenly stopped flipping through the card.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

He had been thinking of making this request himself.

I didn't expect the boss to be so sensible.

After putting the card down calmly, Lin Mo smiled and said, "Boss, do you keep your word?"

"A real man can spit and be a stickler, but little brother, let me be frank with you. If you go back and try the card and have any problems, don't come here to make trouble like some people do."

The boss kindly reminded him, and then he looked at Zhou Ziyue and his sister standing beside him.

"Okay, the boss is an open-minded person, and I can't be a slacker. Besides, there are so many people here, so can we start testing the cards?"

Lin Mo waved his hand and raised his voice deliberately.

Hearing this, the boss was secretly delighted and nodded quickly: "Try it as you like. If there is any problem in front of the stall, it will be mine."

After hearing the other party's repeated assurances, Lin Mo felt relieved. He pinched a prop card between his fingers and began to inject source power.

(End of this chapter)