Age: My Small World

Chapter 346: East Four Ghost Market
"East Fourth Area, this place is quite large. How long do I have to wait for you to go there? Master, don't reveal more."

At two o'clock in the morning, Yang Jun appeared in Dongsi District near Dongzhimen. There were dense alleys and small courtyards everywhere. He didn't dare to ride his bike too hard, otherwise he would disturb people's sleep.

The reason why he came here at this time was naturally because Mr. Hu told him about several ghost markets that had been passed down in the capital for a long time.

Yes, it is not a dark market. In the capital, this place is called a ghost market. It is said to have a long history, so the name has been passed down.

In fact, it was originally called the Night Market. Later, as more and more people sold fake goods in the Ghost Market, it was also called the Ghost Market. It means that these vendors are as greedy as ghosts in doing business, and if you are not careful, you will be in trouble.

According to Mr. Hu, there are four ghost markets in the capital that have been passed down for a long time. The names have probably changed by now, so it is meaningless to talk about the names. The one here in Dongsi gradually appeared and developed since the middle of the Qing Dynasty. By the time he went south, its scale had become even larger.

As for whether the Ghost Market will still exist after the advent of the new era, that is another matter. After all, Mr. Hu has not been back to the capital for too long.

Yang Jun could only search alley by alley. He was not a stubborn person who would just keep an eye out to see if there was anyone appearing in the dark.

Anyone who comes out to wander around in this world must be heading for the ghost market.

Sure enough, not long after, he found a guy wearing a dog-skin hat sneaking in one direction.

Yang Jun quickly parked the car and followed him quietly.

Soon after, a rather ordinary alley appeared in Yang Jun's eyes.

Seeing the man go in without hesitation, he followed him in.

The moment he entered the alley, he felt a huge difference.

This is indeed a ghost market, but it is different from the ones he has visited before.

There was someone watching at the door and found that Yang Jun was disguised. He had a black cloth mask on his face and a Liberation hat on. With the brim of the hat pulled down, his face was basically invisible. So he nodded to indicate that he could come in.

As soon as he came in, a reckless man behind him also wanted to enter, but seeing that he did not cover his face, the person at the door immediately reminded him.

Finally, he was allowed to enter only after he took off his clothes and covered his face.

Yang Jun didn't expect the management here to be so strict.

You should know that there are no such rules in the dark markets in the provincial capital.

He walked on the quiet street with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The reason why the ghost market here is different from the previous ones is that it is too quiet.

Yes, the streets of a ghost market were completely silent. Even if there were transactions, the vendors and customers would pass them on a shoulder-slung bag.

Or they could pull off their hats, cover their hands, and agree on the deal figures under the hats.

Next to each stall, there was only a lantern providing some light.

The wick was pinched smaller, causing the flame to be extremely small, looking like a bunch of ghost fires. No wonder it was called the Ghost Market.

This kind of lighting, combined with the sneaky valuation method, makes it easy for some customers to be deceived.

But there's nothing you can do about it. This is how business works here. If you make a mistake, it's your own bad luck and you can't blame others.

However, this method is only suitable for the ghost market in Dongsi, which mainly sells antiques and sundries. If it is the ghost market in Daliushu, it is probably not very eye-catching because the ghost market there is mainly living things, and you can see cows, horses, and sheep, and the fire is very big.

Such ghost markets are almost in the open, but they are only open at night.

Of course, many markets also open early in the morning, and the ghost market opens even earlier.

"Antique market, hopefully I can find some ticket sellers."

Yang Jun frowned. He should have gone to the big willow tree earlier. Although the big willow tree mainly sold live animals, there must be a lot of sundry goods for sale. That scene was more lively, and ticket sellers probably preferred a place with so much people coming and going.

"Forget it, let's go shopping first, maybe there will be a surprise."

They come, the security.

Besides, this place sells antiques, so maybe you can find some genuine items, or even buy some jade.

Although he had the jade collected by the two brothers of the Mi family, which had expanded the small world by more than ten meters, and he had stored bottles of spiritual water, he would not stop collecting jade.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a bright silver light.

I came to this stall unconsciously and found that the stall owner had placed a piece of silvery white fox fur there.

The white fox skin was intact, and it was obvious that it was captured alive and then slaughtered. The method was probably not very good.

"Comrade, how much is this thing?" Yang Jun was just asking about the market price.

In his little world, there are still many rabbit furs to sell.

Although the reproduction of rabbits and chickens has been suppressed over the years, there are still hundreds or thousands of them.

He slaughtered a lot of rabbits and chickens and stored them, but he subconsciously kept the fur, which looked pretty good after drying.

Unfortunately, his ability to process fur is not very good, so it is not as good-looking as that made by professional masters.

However, because he can do whatever he wants in this small world, the remaining impurities in the fur are removed completely, which will definitely please the buyer.

He thought about finding an opportunity to go to the garment factory one day to ask, maybe he could sell them all at once. However, it was hard to explain where so many furs came from. He couldn't say that they were all brought from the village, and the clerks there were not fools.

The stall owner's face could not be seen, but the traces of time were visible from his appearance. He was probably a man around sixty years old.

Although the old man is old, he is very smart.

Seeing that Yang Jun was interested in his white fox fur, his eyes lit up.

"Oh, you've hit it off! This is a top-quality white fox. I went to the mountains and found it with great difficulty. I brought it back to the capital after going through untold hardships."

He glanced at Yang Jun and saw that he wasn't frightened. His expression remained the same, so he continued, "Comrade, I won't sell you this for too much. I'll just consider it a good luck gift for today. What do you think of this price?"

The stall owner covered the two men's hands with his saddlebag and gestured to him.

Yang Jun stretched out his hand to feel it and found that he had compared it to two hundred.

He immediately pulled his hand back.

Good man, I understand that you want to sell it at a higher price, but you shouldn’t treat me like a fool.

"Please give me a sincere price."

Yang Jun's withdrawal made the stall owner realize that he might have gone too far. He quickly apologized with a smile, "Sorry, I overcalculated. Please reduce the amount."

He meant that he could sell the white fox fur to him for twenty dollars.

Yang Jun still shook his head: "Forget it, I don't want it."

What good is a white fox fur? It's not even enough to make clothes. It's enough to make a white fox mink fur, but who would dare to wear that thing dangling from their shoulders? It's just to emphasize their wealth.

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