Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Chapter 236: Recruiting in the Black Market

With the experience of going to the black market last time.

Breakthrough to level five again.

This time Jiang Cheng was much calmer.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, he put on a human skin mask, put the gold and silver jewelry into his pocket, including the pair of gloves, and planned to sell them for some money.

When I got off the bus, I saw several people wearing masks wandering around.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng had nothing on his face and nothing in his hands, those people quickly shifted their gazes away.

There was one unlucky guy who was carrying a bag and wearing a mask on his face. I don’t know if he was just a passerby or planning to go to the black market. He was targeted by two or three people as soon as he got off the bus.

Jiang Cheng noticed this out of the corner of his eye.

But he was too lazy to meddle in other people's business.

Walking into the alley, I saw two masked men guarding the entrance.

"I don't know if it's the same two from last time."

Jiang Cheng complained in his heart and handed over the token.

One of them took it, looked at it, returned the token, and moved aside.

Jiang Cheng walked in and came to the room he entered the first time.

"Number 72, hahaha, I have an impression of you."

The man in the robe looked at Jiang Cheng's token and smiled.

"So, do you want to save the money this time or entrust us to auction the items?"

"Please see how much this is worth."

Jiang Cheng took out a pair of boxing gloves from his pocket.

If he doesn't plan to buy a knife, he can keep this thing for self-defense.

In addition, according to his guess, the weapon of a third-level Force warrior is most likely D-level.

really.

"Oh, D-level alloy weapons, black light boxing gloves."

The man blurted out, picked up the two gloves and looked at them carefully.

"This boxing glove is still in good condition. We can buy it for 6 yuan. If you think the price is too low, we can auction it off. But I have to remind you that this thing is just a D-level alloy weapon. It's not something special. You can buy it in many places.

Even if it is auctioned, it won’t sell for much, and after the auction is completed, you still have to pay us a 6% handling fee, so you may get less than yuan in total.”

"Then let's make it a flat price."

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and said.

He also didn't think how much the boxing gloves could be sold for if they were auctioned.

6 is not bad.

"Okay, I'll give you a contract later and you just need to sign it. After you sign, tell me your bank account number and I'll transfer the money to you."

"And this, please give me an estimate of its price." Jiang Cheng took out gold and silver jewelry from his pocket again.

"it is good."

The man smiled, probably knowing that these things came from illegal sources.

But the black market doesn’t care about these things, it only cares whether the things are real.

A few minutes passed.

The man looked up at Jiang Cheng and said, "I can give you an estimated value of 80,000 for these gold and silver jewelry, just like the boxing gloves. If you have no objection, just sign and collect the money later."

"Eighty thousand, then."

Jiang Cheng agreed.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

He still has more than 20 yuan in his account, and with this 14 yuan, it will be more than 30 yuan.

You are qualified enough to buy a worse B-level weapon.

Sign it.

In less than ten seconds, Jiang Cheng received a message alert on his mobile phone.

14 yuan was deposited into the account, and the account balance is more than 36

"Is there anything else?" the man asked with a smile, glancing at the auction item brochure on the table.

"I heard that there are two auctions here?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"good."

The man nodded. "There will be one at 7 o'clock, but the participants must be psychics. Force warriors cannot participate. This is the rule of the black market, and there is nothing I can do about it."

At this point, his tone was a little helpless.

Since there are few spiritualists, the auction price will naturally not increase much, and may even be lower than the market price. Only some particularly rare items will be auctioned at high prices.

But the people in higher positions don’t want to offend this group of people, and they are even trying their best to win them over. On the one hand, they want to have more talents, and on the other hand, it is also to increase the price of the auction items.

It's a pity that after so long, the effect is not very significant. Many spiritual masters are arrogant and unwilling to work for the black market. The stronger they are, the more so. Just like the two masters sitting here, one of them is the spiritual master. Whenever the black market is held, he comes to help and leaves when it is over. He is a typical person who does things for money.

"I am a spiritualist."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's eyes under the mask suddenly widened.

Then he asked, "What level of spiritual master are you?"

“It’s barely level one.”

Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, but still did not lie.

It would be embarrassing if the other party wants to verify.

Moreover, he heard from Brother Niutou last time that as long as one can move objects with mental power, he will pass the test. After all, this is also in the interests of the black market organizers.

“It’s barely level one.”

The man glanced at Jiang Cheng and felt a little doubtful.

Pointing to the pen on the table, he said, "Then try to move it with your mental power."

Jiang Cheng looked at the pen on the table. With a thought, the pen floated up, sometimes standing upright, sometimes rotating.

"Is that enough?"

"Enough is enough."

The man said quickly, and unknowingly, his attitude towards Jiang Cheng had improved.

"Friend, please wait here for a while. I will call our steward over."

Having said that, he stood up and ran inside.

"Sir, please wait a moment, our steward will be here soon."

The cheongsam woman standing in front of him also spoke softly.

"Staff?"

Jiang Cheng had some guesses in his mind.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far away.

I saw the man in the robe who had just left walking in front, followed by a man in a blue robe and a mask.

"Manager Li, this friend is the new spiritualist."

The robed man introduced.

The man in the blue robe looked Jiang Cheng up and down, then he bowed and said with a smile: "My friend, could you please repeat what you did just now?"

The man in the robe also smiled at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything and used his mind to control the pen again.

"Not bad."

The man in the blue robe quickly asked Jiang Cheng to stop and said with a smile: "Friend, may I have a moment to talk?"

Jiang Cheng had expected this and wanted to see what was going on.

nodded.

"Okay, please come with me."

The man in blue robe made a gesture of invitation.

The two of them came to a private room, one in front and one behind.

The private room is simple and elegant, with heavy mahogany furniture showing faint traces of time. Hanging on the wall are delicate landscape paintings, with ink flowing on the rice paper, outlining one beautiful landscape after another.

Under the ancient painting, there is a long table with exquisite tea sets placed on it, and tea is brewing next to it, emitting a faint aroma.

(End of this chapter)