Lord of the Star Ocean

"Hahaha!"

The mocking laughter came from Tieshan. When he was chatting with the stall owner next door, he was also paying attention to Nie Feng's situation.

Of course, he was afraid that Nie Feng would be fooled by others, so now seeing Nie Feng wielding this dagger without even cutting off a single silver coin, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Fourth-order star weapon, how dare you say it!"

If it is really a Tier 4 star weapon, even if it loses its power, the texture of the weapon itself is far stronger than that of ordinary soldiers, and the material of silver coins is not very hard, and ordinary daggers can be cut with force.

Nie Feng couldn't help but shook his head, feeling that he had really misjudged.

However, this dagger is not without its special features. So many stars can be poured into it, but there is no response at all. Let alone the craftsmanship of the forging, the material alone must be very special.

However, the sea of ​​stars is vast and boundless, containing hundreds of millions of resources and materials, so it is normal to have something special.

But talking about fourth-order star artifacts is undoubtedly a joke!

The stall owner was blushing from Tieshan's smile, and argued, "This dagger of mine is not considered a star weapon, but an alien weapon..."

"Alien?"

Tieshan reprimanded bluntly: "There are too many foreign objects of garbage, isn't your dagger?"

He was afraid that Nie Feng would not understand, so he explained it again.

The so-called alien weapons refer to weapons and utensils of unknown origin or purpose. Some alien weapons are failures in refining star weapons, and some are antique items excavated from ancient ruins, but no one knows their origins.

Different artifacts are different from regular star artifacts. Some artifacts have been discovered to have special abilities and are therefore invaluable, but most of the artifacts are useless waste products, often used as decorations.

In the black market, there are quite a few street stall owners who put out a few strange weapons that they don't know where to buy to fool newcomers.

Because many alien weapons seem to be able to bluff people, such as the dagger in Nie Feng's hand.

After Tieshan's explanation, Nie Feng suddenly understood.

The stall owner who was caught out of the trick became furious and reached out to snatch back his dagger: "I won't sell it anymore!"

Nie Feng shrank his hand and said with a smile: "Boss, you are not doing business. Didn't I ask the price just now? You haven't answered me yet!"

The stall owner and Tieshan were stunned at the same time, the former blinked his eyes and slowly withdrew his hand: "Are you kidding?"

Tieshan was surprised: "Brother, are you really planning to buy it?"

"Although this dagger cannot be used, it is interesting..."

Nie Feng tossed the dagger away and said, "Buy it for fun, boss, tell me a price."

"this…"

The middle-aged stall owner was immediately confused.

If he hadn't been exposed by Tieshan, he would definitely ask for a lot of money, anyway, this is the case with street stalls.

But now that the details have been leaked out, it would be ridiculous to ask an unrealistic price. If you can’t sell it, you will be humiliated in vain, and you will lose face!

In fact, the stall owner also took this dagger inadvertently. Although it didn't cost much, it has been in his hand for a long time. Everyone who comes to the black market is very shrewd, and it is not easy to fool one.

He thought for a while and said, "Let's make an offer!"

This is the shrewdness and cunning of the stall owner. If he is not sure about the price, he simply asks Nie Feng to set the price, and he can advance and retreat freely.

Nie Feng was very straightforward and didn't talk to him: "I want five gold coins."

"Five gold coins?"

The stall owner's expression was as if someone had forced a melon into his mouth, and he was so shocked that he couldn't close his eyes.

The next moment, he shook his head like a rattle: "No way!"

"Not for sale?"

Nie Feng put down the dagger uninterestedly, stood up and said, "That's fine."

He made the price purely out of curiosity, not because he really wanted to buy this dagger, even the silver coins were constantly being cut, and it would be a burden to carry it with him!

"Little brother, come to my place and have a look!"

The stall owner next door who was chatting with Tieshan just now took the opportunity to say hello: "I have a very good short sword here..."

Seeing that Nie Feng really wanted to leave, the middle-aged stall owner became anxious.

He spent a long time in the Nanyuan black market, earning a living by setting up stalls. He had already developed a sharp eye, so it could be seen that Nie Feng really didn't have much desire to buy, and he was not pretending to bargain.

The most important thing is that this dagger is really useless. More than one person has seen it, but no one has offered a price.

In comparison, Nie Feng was quite sincere.

"Fifteen!"

The middle-aged stall owner quickly stopped Nie Feng: "You take the fifteen gold coins!"

Tieshan was upset: "Where can't I buy a good dagger for fifteen gold coins? Save it!"

The stall owner said with a wry smile: "Then ten coins are fine. I have worked so hard to set up a stall, so I must make some money, right?"

Tieshan wanted to say more, but Nie Feng stopped him: "Forget it."

He took out ten gold coins from his pocket and handed them to the stall owner: "Deal!"

When he was just reborn, Nie Feng might not even be willing to give up a single gold coin, but now five ten gold coins are no different to him at all, and he doesn't bother to continue bargaining with the other party.

After receiving ten golden coins, the middle-aged stall owner couldn't help but smile. He put the dagger back into its scabbard and politely handed it to Nie Feng: "Put the things away."

Nie Feng nodded and took the dagger.

Tieshan was shaking his head: "It's a loss..."

This guy was really honest when he said that he was honest. Nie Feng didn't mind. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, let's find a place to sit first, and I'll buy you a drink."

The scale of the Nanyuan black market is not small. There are two to three hundred stalls in the street stall area alone. How can I see it all in a short while? It is hard work for Tieshan to accompany him to run around.

Tieshan grinned: "There is a tavern nearby, the drinks are not bad, just take a rest."

The two left as soon as they said they would, Tieshan greeted the acquainted stall owner, and took Nie Feng to the tavern.

The stall owner squatted down again. He looked at his colleague who was counting gold coins with a smile on his face. He felt a little jealous in his heart, and asked involuntarily, "Lao Liu, have you made a lot of money from this business?"

The middle-aged stall owner carefully stuffed the gold coins into his close pocket, put away his smile and said, "How much can you earn by selling ten gold coins? Really..."

The stall owner next door snorted and said, "I think your dagger may have some history. The young man who bought it is not an ordinary person. You have been missed!"

Was picked up?

The expression of the middle-aged stall owner froze immediately, and then he smiled and said: "Just pick it up, anyway, I'm making money now."

He knew that the other party said this on purpose to embarrass him, but what if it was true?

His heart was tangled again.

The stall owner next door had achieved his goal and smiled.

And this little episode happened in the huge black market stall area, like a stone thrown into the water, without causing any waves.

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