"Black market?"

Lin Zifeng was a little surprised when he heard this. He also knew that many larger cities would have special markets like black markets.

But Lin Zifeng also knows that the black market is no better than the ordinary market. Without people with some connections, it is really impossible to go to the black market.

"To be honest, I do have the idea of ​​going to the black market, but I have never found a real black market in Shu City." Lin Zifeng said helplessly.

Whether it is Shu City or Anjiang City, there are some places selling things under the name of black market, but in fact they are not real black markets.

There are also some so-called black markets on the Internet, which are heavily encrypted and difficult to enter.

But Lin Zifeng knows that most of those black markets are very low-level, and the really high-end black markets often have some very cool things, and they are often traded offline.

"I knew Mr. Lin would be interested. Today, my health has recovered and I can accompany Mr. Lin on a trip to the black market."

Saying that, Yin Jiulei also looked at Zuo Qiansheng and the black-robed man, "Qiansheng, Lao Pao, what about you? Do you want to go to the black market together?"

Hearing this, Zuo Qiansheng smiled happily and said: "I haven't purchased precious medicinal materials for a long time, but I can go to the black market to have a look."

"I want to go and have a look too." Lao Pao's hoarse voice sounded.

"Okay, Mr. Lin, let's go and see the bustling black market in our Shu city."

Lin Zifeng had a slight smile on his face and followed a few people.

Several people got into the commercial vehicle, and Ying Tian led Lin Zifeng and others toward the mass graves in Shu City.

Although Lin Zifeng is not from Shu City, he still knows the mass graves in Shu City.

It is said that this place was originally a barren mountain with little vegetation. Later, due to the war, many people died and they were all buried on this barren mountain, turning it into a mass grave.

In Shu City, there is another name here, called Dry Soul Ridge.

However, Lin Zifeng had never

I have never thought that the black market in An Giang City would be here.

It is said that many precious items that cannot be bought outside can be purchased on the black market, and even money is the least valuable thing in it.

After arriving at Dry Soul Ridge, Lin Zifeng and others got out of the car and headed forward. The place in Dry Soul Ridge was filled with smoke and looked very ghostly.

Lin Zifeng has a heavenly eye and double pupils. After a little observation, he can tell that this place does not look ghostly, but that there are real ghosts here.

This is probably why most people cannot enter the black market.

Walking through the smoky place, Lin Zifeng saw a huge locust tree.

The locust tree attracts shade, and it is a large locust tree on this mass grave. It is estimated that few people will approach it.

Lin Zifeng and others came to the locust tree. The white-faced scholar stepped forward and knocked rhythmically on a stone next to the big locust tree.

Immediately afterwards, the stone on one side opened, and a stone door appeared.

Behind the stone door is an aisle with many ghost-face masks on both sides of the aisle.

Lin Zifeng randomly picked a mask and put it on, and then went into the black market with a few people.

The black market in Sichuan City is located in a mountain with mass graves. There is no way to get here.

As soon as he came in, Lin Zifeng saw that my place should be converted into a huge natural cave. There were all kinds of hawking sounds inside, and people were coming and going. It was much more lively than Lin Zifeng imagined.

Lin Zifeng had just come in, and his eyes fell on the first stall, where various silver needles were placed.

There are ordinary silver needles, Xuan-sized silver needles, and even more than ten ground-sized silver needles.

Ordinary silver needles are okay, a set might cost ten thousand or twenty thousand, but a set of these Xuan size silver needles starts at least three hundred thousand.

At first glance, the stall owner actually had more than a dozen sets of Xuan-sized silver needles.

"How can I sell a silver needle of a local brand?" Lin Zifeng asked the price directly.

The boss was also a man wearing a mask. His voice was a little rough, "One million per coin." "Black market?"

Lin Zifeng was a little surprised when he heard this. He also knew that many larger cities would have special markets like black markets.

But Lin Zifeng also knows that the black market is no better than the ordinary market. Without people with some connections, it is really impossible to go to the black market.

"To be honest, I do have the idea of ​​going to the black market, but I have never found a real black market in Shu City." Lin Zifeng said helplessly.

Whether it is Shu City or Anjiang City, there are some places selling things under the name of black market, but in fact they are not real black markets.

There are also some so-called black markets on the Internet, which are heavily encrypted and difficult to enter.

But Lin Zifeng knows that most of those black markets are very low-level, and the really high-end black markets often have some very cool things, and they are often traded offline.

"I knew Mr. Lin would be interested. Today, my health has recovered and I can accompany Mr. Lin on a trip to the black market."

Saying that, Yin Jiulei also looked at Zuo Qiansheng and the black-robed man, "Qiansheng, Lao Pao, what about you? Do you want to go to the black market together?"

Hearing this, Zuo Qiansheng smiled happily and said: "I haven't purchased precious medicinal materials for a long time, but I can go to the black market to have a look."

"I want to go and have a look too." Lao Pao's hoarse voice sounded.

"Okay, Mr. Lin, let's go and see the bustling black market in our Shu city."

Lin Zifeng had a slight smile on his face and followed a few people.

Several people got into the commercial vehicle, and Ying Tian led Lin Zifeng and others toward the mass graves in Shu City.

Although Lin Zifeng is not from Shu City, he still knows the mass graves in Shu City.

It is said that this place was originally a barren mountain with little vegetation. Later, due to the war, many people died and they were all buried on this barren mountain, turning it into a mass grave.

In Shu City, there is another name here, called Dry Soul Ridge.

However, Lin Zifeng had never

I have never thought that the black market in An Giang City would be here.

It is said that many precious items that cannot be bought outside can be purchased on the black market, and even money is the least valuable thing in it.

After arriving at Dry Soul Ridge, Lin Zifeng and others got out of the car and headed forward. The place in Dry Soul Ridge was filled with smoke and looked very ghostly.

Lin Zifeng has a heavenly eye and double pupils. After a little observation, he can tell that this place does not look ghostly, but that there are real ghosts here.

This is probably why most people cannot enter the black market.

Walking through the smoky place, Lin Zifeng saw a huge locust tree.

The locust tree attracts shade, and it is a large locust tree on this mass grave. It is estimated that few people will approach it.

Lin Zifeng and others came to the locust tree. The white-faced scholar stepped forward and knocked rhythmically on a stone next to the big locust tree.

Immediately afterwards, the stone on one side opened, and a stone door appeared.

Behind the stone door is an aisle with many ghost-face masks on both sides of the aisle.

Lin Zifeng randomly picked a mask and put it on, and then went into the black market with a few people.

The black market in Sichuan City is located in a mountain with mass graves. There is no way to get here.

As soon as he came in, Lin Zifeng saw that my place should be converted into a huge natural cave. There were all kinds of hawking sounds inside, and people were coming and going. It was much more lively than Lin Zifeng imagined.

Lin Zifeng had just come in, and his eyes fell on the first stall, where various silver needles were placed.

There are ordinary silver needles, Xuan-sized silver needles, and even more than ten ground-sized silver needles.

Ordinary silver needles are okay, a set might cost ten thousand or twenty thousand, but a set of these Xuan size silver needles starts at least three hundred thousand.

At first glance, the stall owner actually had more than a dozen sets of Xuan-sized silver needles.

"How can I sell a silver needle of a local brand?" Lin Zifeng asked the price directly.
Chapter completed!