Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

Kitamura, who was preparing to sell his books, soon faced another very serious question: 'To whom?'

Sold to ordinary wandering Onmyoji?

Bei Cun was worried.

You know, Onmyojis are not ordinary people, some powerful 'monsters' can even directly search a person's entire memory.

If those weak wandering onmyojis were caught by the owners of these books, they would definitely be in trouble.

Then sell it to a noble Onmyoji who comes from a big family?

He only did that if he was out of his mind!

Not to mention the complicated relationship between the major families, the buyer he was looking for might be a relative of the owner who couldn't be beaten with eight poles.

Just say that someone comes from a big family and can't read all kinds of classics at home. Who would be so full that they would spend so much money to buy his filthy goods?

Just when Kitamura was in a dilemma, he accidentally discovered a family of foreigners at the monthly wandering onmyoji market!?

As far as he knew, wasn't it the only one in the countermeasures room of the black-hearted Ministry of Environment with a very high disability-fatality rate and poor welfare benefits that had a few foreign onmyoji who were even worse than him?

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Based on the simple idea of ​​​​playing three poles if there are no dates, Beicun secretly followed the opponent, intending to observe.

At first, Kitamura was very disappointed when he found out that the other party just bought some worthless 'junk'.

It seems that although the other party looks well-dressed, he is probably trying to make a fool of himself. In essence, he is just as poor as the foreigners in the countermeasures room.

But since there was nothing he wanted to buy, and the Bell family had been walking along the route of the market, Beicun followed them all the way.

Then, Beicun was shocked!

What did he see!? Someone is actually willing to spend 100 million to buy that piece of junk!?

Beicun, who has been looking for buyers recently, naturally participated in these fairs.

Therefore, he naturally got to know the young man who sold scrap metal.

At first, when he heard that the young man quoted 300 million yen, Kitamura almost gave up.

This is really a strange thing that happens every year, especially this year.

Even for his pile of treasured books, Beicun didn't dare to quote such an outrageous price. A piece of useless iron that can't even get out of the door, and he wants to sell it for 300 million!?

I’m afraid you’ve gone crazy thinking about money!

Even if it’s for free, Beicun still thinks it’s taking up space!

The result was not as expected by Beicun. In the next few markets, he also saw the 'madman'. And the other person also changed from being very satisfied at the beginning to looking like he was about to cry without tears.

Look.

Therefore, when he first saw Bell communicating with the 'madman', Kitamura didn't pay much attention.

He's just a little kid who's curious about new things.

When Bell proposed to use 100 million to buy the piece of 'scrap metal', Kitamura actually felt funny.

That little brat, does he really know what 100 million is?

After watching a bizarre bargaining in which "the seller thought it was too expensive and the buyer thought it was too cheap", with William's return, Kitamura felt that this farce should come to an end.

However, the reality once again told Beicun that compared to it, those movies, novels, etc. were all weak!

Are the gringos in this area really that rich!?

Moreover, there are really idiots who would spend 100 million to buy a piece of ‘scrap metal’!?

But then, Kitamura reacted.

The buyer he has been looking for is found!

In subsequent exchanges, Kitamura was delighted to discover that the other party also had plans to purchase books on onmyoji.

'Oh~! Thank you Amaterasu for sending these fools...oh no, they are fat sheep...ahem, that's not right, they are the father of the funder!'

After waiting for a while, he wanted to wait for the other party to divide into two teams and act like before, then he went to fool the two little guys. When he found that the other party seemed to be planning to use teleportation spells to leave, he hurriedly ran towards the few people.

Kitamura was not too familiar with teleportation spells. He relied on the secret techniques passed down from his family and a few small tricks to frequently enter and leave the libraries of major families without any harm.

"Can I see what's inside?"

Bell's questioning interrupted Kitamura's memories.

"Of course, no problem, please take a look."

Kitamura said with a smile on his face.

Picking up a book and opening it.

"Hmm~, not bad."

After pretending to watch for a while, Bell, who didn't understand a word, nodded, looking satisfied.

Bell couldn't guarantee that he could fully understand even books written in modern Japanese, let alone books written in ancient Japanese hundreds of years ago.

But even though he couldn't understand it, it didn't stop Bell from pretending.

After all, 'the head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the momentum cannot be lost'.

Of course, even though he couldn't understand the contents of the books, Bell could still discern their value based on the magic attached to them.

Unlike modern times, in ancient times, due to limitations in papermaking technology and storage environment, books, scrolls, bamboo slips, etc. were easily damaged.

Therefore, wizards often choose to use magic to preserve some precious books.

Now it seems that the Onmyojis have also chosen a similar preservation method.

After pretending to look through a few ancient books, Bell raised his head and looked at Beicun.

"So, how much do you plan to sell it for?"

"300 million!"

Kitamura said firmly.

Just kidding, a broken piece of iron can be sold for 100 million yuan. Are these precious books of his worth 300 million yuan? It’s like a blood-vomiting sale, isn’t it?

“Zimbabwe currency?”

Just kidding, although Bell doesn't care much about galleons, he usually doesn't care too much about anything more expensive or cheaper if necessary. But this doesn't mean Bell is stupid!

Strictly speaking, if we want to say whether these ancient books are worth 300 million yen, Bell thinks... they are worth it!

However, these are all dirty goods!

You still want to sell stolen items at their original price?

I'm afraid I'm not thinking about eating peaches.

“What is the Zimbabwe dollar?”

Kitamura looked at Bell curiously. He only knew that there were three currencies: Japanese yen, US dollar and RMB. Could it be said that the Zimbabwe dollar is the currency used by the other country?

Only then did Kitamura suddenly realize that he still didn't know which country Bell was from.

"Ahem, it's nothing, a slip of the tongue."

Bell said embarrassedly. He just blurted it out subconsciously.

After all, 300 million Zimbabwean dollars is too much, and even Bell himself can't stand it.

"But 300 million yen is impossible. It's too expensive, and I don't have that much money left."

Bell also didn't expect that Beicun would have such a good thing in his hands. Now that his parents have gone back to eat, he is too lazy to ask them for money again.

"The fixed price is about 50 million."

Bell used the 'cut to the bottom' bargaining method.

"no!"

If it had been before, someone had offered 50 million to buy his book, Kitamura might have reluctantly agreed.

However, after watching the whole process of Bell's purchase of Gundam, Kitamura could never accept that the precious book he had spent so much effort to acquire would be worse than a piece of 'scrap metal'!

“If it’s less than 100 million, no need to discuss it!”

Kitamura decisively gave his bottom line.

So, people in this era are so simple! They took the initiative to tell the truth before even saying a few words.