Dayong Nu sentenced to death

The ladder was put down on the boat, and everyone climbed up the steps and boarded the boat.

There are some things that have been placed in the stalls, and there are some things that the latecomers spread a blanket on the ground and took it out from the body when they sat down.

Antique jewelry, spice poison.

Sure enough, everything is available.

"Look at the snake in my hand. You can see it clearly. This is the jade head tutuo that is only produced in the swampland of Lijiang. It has magnificent markings and is poisonous. Its blood seals the throat, but its gallbladder is a good medicine for curing diseases and saving lives. It is very rare."

"What is he, look at me. Do you know what this is?"

A man in a black burqa grabbed the jade bottle in his hand and swept it in front of everyone, and said with a smug smile, "This thing has a lot of history. It is a funeral object of the former king of Xianyi, and it is an old object that has been handed down for hundreds of years."

"Are you lying?"

Someone in the crowd laughed.

Attracting many people to agree, anyone can come to the boat market in Haiyan Qinghe to trade. Whether the items sold are real or fake, it is up to the buyer to identify them. Site and conservation costs.

After all, most of the things that can be sold here are things that cannot be seen.

Some pawnshops can naturally complete this kind of transaction, but unfortunately the price is too low and the value is lost, so it is better to give it a go here.

The man snorted slightly when he heard that, "This jade bottle was stolen from Xianyi by a group of tomb robbers. Many people died because of it. We entrusted our ship market to sell it. It is absolutely genuine."

When everyone heard this, and saw him take out the black wooden waist card that could prove his identity, their enthusiasm rose a lot.

"Like him, it's outside business received by the ship market."

Xun Zeli whispered behind Su Rao: "Some sellers don't want to show up, or they are afraid that they won't be able to keep their goods, so they will entrust the goods to the ship market for sale. The commission is relatively high, but the owner will guarantee the authenticity and the absolute safety of the transaction. "

Su Rao nodded to indicate that she knew.

But in this way, "Then what we're looking for..."

Gu Cheng heard her worry, and said in a timely manner: "Haiyan Qinghe only guarantees the secrecy of his employer, not all people who trade in this ship market can afford the high commission, and not all of them can hide their identities well... "

Su Rao immediately understood, "So, there are people here who are familiar with all kinds of news?"

"Exactly."

It's just a short dagger, no matter how exquisite it is, the price is also limited.

Xun Zeli jumped ahead of Gu Cheng and said, "This time we are going to find a man named Old Ghost. He has been hanging around here all year round, so maybe he will know something."

Several people left the stall selling jade bottles and continued to walk forward.

The lights of the boat are dim, and the river is full of moonlight.

On the way, I also met some sellers of exotic female slaves and incense powder. The asking price was extremely high, and the crowd was overcrowded.

There was a plank where the two boats joined, Su Rao and the others walked and watched, almost lost their eyes, Xiao San and the others were even more stunned, almost unable to move their feet several times.

"The narrow knife just now is not bad. It destroys gold and cuts jade, cuts hair like mud, and looks at the forging and pattern. They are all top-grade."

"Did you notice the knife seller?"

Martial arts practitioners love weapons, and while admiring long knives, Xiao San couldn't help but look at the seller a few more times, "The man looked around forty, sitting there cross-legged, not hiding his true face, but the surrounding stalls The master is subconsciously far away from him, and is very afraid, judging from his aura, his martial arts are definitely not weak."

"A hero is equipped with a treasured sword. If that's the case, how can he be willing to sell it?"

Xiao Qing felt very sorry.

Su Rao walked through the crowd comfortably, and said in a low voice: "This man's hands have thick joints and twists to varying degrees, especially the knuckles are darker. Those hands are the best weapons, but they are inferior to using knives." .”

"Is that so..."

I have heard that some people who have practiced Kungfu to the extreme can break muscles and bones with their palms, and this is the first time I have seen it.

Xiao Qing turned around and looked over there curiously.

This time, the stall owner no longer closed his eyes to meditate, as if he sensed that someone was watching, his eyes swept towards this side like a sword, he was so startled that he quickly withdrew his gaze.

Seeing this, everyone laughed lightly.

"Don't look around, the people here have weird tempers. Due to Haiyan Qinghe's rules, they won't do anything for the time being. If they really have evil intentions, they won't give up after leaving the ship."

Gu Cheng reminded in a low voice.

Xiao Qing patted her chest with lingering fear, and nodded quickly.

Xun Zeli asked someone to ask the old ghost's whereabouts. As soon as he nominated the number, someone pointed him in the right direction: "Go inside, the fourth boat, there is a man dressed like a beggar at the stern of the boat."

to the place he appointed.

Except for the empty wine jars all over the floor, there was no one in sight, Su Rao sniffed lightly with the tip of her nose, and said with a smile: "Qian Shanxue, this wine is not cheap."

Gu Cheng and the others are veterans who have soaked in the field of wealth and wealth, but they are not as proficient in this way as her, and they only react after careful identification.

Just as I was about to speak, there was a burst of footsteps behind me, "Your little girl has a pretty good nose, so she's been drinking a lot on weekdays."

The voice was old and weak, and each word seemed to be squeezed out after a long time of grinding between the teeth.

It made people's ears sore for a while.

The crowd followed the sound.

They saw an old man in a shabby robe, smelling of alcohol, with flushed cheeks walking towards them. His legs and feet seemed to be a little limp, and he was holding a stick, and his gait was unsteady.

Su Rao just glanced at her eyes, quickly came back to her senses, and cupped her hands with a smile: "I just have a drink occasionally, I don't dare to push myself in front of seniors."

The old man walked up to them, raised his eyelids and glanced at her, "Okay, don't pretend, just talk about something."

If you can find him here, ask for more.

"I'm like asking seniors for something."

As soon as Su Rao finished speaking, Xun Zeli handed over the blueprints he had prepared in advance. The old ghost took it and looked at it in front of his eyes, "Isn't this the Hidden Heart Knife?"

"Have you seen the seniors?"

Several people suddenly became interested.

The old ghost glanced at them leisurely, "Buy news?"

"Yes."

Su Rao replied swiftly, "I would like to ask when this knife was traded and in whose hands did it fall."

"A pot of snow from thousands of mountains."

The old ghost said directly that this was his reward for selling news. Xun Zeli suddenly laughed, and stood still with his sleeves folded, "Mr., it's just a short dagger, it's not worth Qian Shanxue's price."

Speaking of which, this wine is only stored and sold in Wanghailou.

I don't know who the wine maker is, the quantity is extremely limited, and sometimes it is difficult to see a jar for three to five months.

Even if it is difficult to buy, it is also expensive. A jar of more than a hundred taels of wine is neither brewed by everyone nor produced in a famous mountain.

If they really want to buy it, they will be taken advantage of.

Enough salary for several months...

Anyone could hear the meaning of disapproval in Xun Zeli's words, and the old ghost was not annoyed. He sat down on the ground slowly, threw away the wooden stick, rubbed his legs and smiled: "It's worthless to others, but to you, it's worthless." Worth it."

His smile was deep and gloomy, scratching his eardrums, and Xun Zeli and others were all slightly terrified.