Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 13 A small profit

In fact, Chris didn't feel that anyone was staring at him, but his wrist suddenly felt itchy, which made him suspect that someone was following him.

Without looking back, he boarded a cab, handed the coachman 4p and asked him to take a shortcut to the Brave Bar.

Strangely enough, the itch on Chris' wrist disappeared as soon as he got into the carriage.

Maybe no one is following me, but there must be something...

Chris shook his head and decided to shelve the matter for now. After all, he still had very little research on Star Island.

Ten minutes later, the carriage drove into Tietan Street and stopped steadily in front of the Brave Man Bar.

But the black wooden door was closed tightly, and the guard guarding the door didn't know where he was.

Won't it be closed?It seems that the bar is indeed closed in the morning...

Chris leaned close to the window and looked in, but couldn't see anything, only the strong smell of alcohol.

"Hey! What are you doing!" A strong man nearly two meters tall shouted from a distance and trotted over.

His sudden sound scared Chris so much that he almost fell down.

"I'm looking for Kaspars Campanen," Chris said angrily.

"Why are you looking for the boss so early?" the strong man asked with a frown.

"...Hello, I have something to do with him. I came yesterday with Sa, er, 'Water Elf'." Chris thought it would be better to be polite. The other party's physique can probably beat ten of him.

"Oh." Hearing this, the strong man nodded and recognized Chris.

"You are the little skinny monkey who came with the 'Water Elf'," he said with a joking smile on his face and opened the door. "The boss is in the card room."

Little skinny monkey...what little skinny monkey, you curly-haired baboon!

Chris cursed secretly, but nodded his thanks with a smile on his face.

The bar was in a mess, with broken wine bottles and glass shards all over the floor, and there were several dead rats in the large iron cage in the corner.

"I'm looking for your boss, I'm looking for your boss." Chris pointed to the card room and sneered at the bartender who was carrying a box of wine.

The bartender recognized Chris immediately and nodded to him.

Chris tiptoed carefully to the card room and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Canlinen?"

Seeing no one answered, Chris gently opened the door.

Kaspars Camrinen was the only one in the card room. He was sitting at the head of the table farthest from the door, staring intently at the cards in front of him, seemingly not noticing Chris coming in at all.

Chris stood there awkwardly, neither sitting nor standing.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Kaspars Kanlinen finally played the cards in his hand.

Then he moved faster and kept flipping the flipped cards.

After this set of procedures was over, he began to collect the scattered cards on the table and asked without raising his head: "Why did you come to me?"

"I want to sell something." Chris touched his nose.

"You go to the second-hand market to sell things. Why are you looking for me?"

"Isn't there an underground trading market?"

"There's no time now," Kaspars Canlinen's expression didn't change. "What do you want to sell?"

"I sell 100ml of 'Ghost Shark's Blood'."

Kaspars Camlinen was startled slightly, stopped what he was doing, and limped towards Chris.

Although Kaspars Camlinen was not as tall as Christ and could only look up at him, his momentum was not lost at all.

"Are you sure you want to sell 100 ml of 'Ghost Shark Blood'?"

"Yeah." Chris swallowed. ...Is it possible that this thing is banned in Backlund?Whoever sells it will be arrested?
Kaspars Kanlinen stared into Chris's eyes for a full 2 ​​minutes before looking away and limping back.

"How much are you going to sell for?"

call……

Chris breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely: "You decide, Mr. Caspars."

"Well, how about 500 pounds?"

"Five hundred pounds!" Chris shouted.

"Huh?" Kaspars Camlinen turned around with difficulty, "You think it's too low?"

"No, no, no, no, no, I think it's appropriate." Chris nodded hurriedly.

500 pounds!Oh My God!
At least the main materials for sequence 9 of "The Secret Peeper" are not short of money!

Seeing the smile that couldn't be hidden on Chris's face, Kaspars Kanlinen also changed his expression and asked with a smile: "Besides selling 'Ghost Shark Blood', what else do you want to buy?"

"50 grams of 'Star Crystal' and 70 grams of 'Damil Red Soil'." Chris looked forward to it, not realizing that he had already let something slip.

"Oh."

Kaspars Kanlinen nodded: "I can sell you 50 grams of 'Star Crystal', but I don't have 'Damir Red Clay'. This is a specialty of Damir Island and will not be available until the second half of the year."

"Okay, Mr. Caspars, then I will buy 50 grams of 'Star Crystal'." Chris smiled.

"Wait here for a while," Kaspars Kanlinen said, pointing to the chair.

Chris didn't wait long before he came back.

Kaspars Kanlinen held a small glass box. Inside was a blue and transparent gelatinous object that looked very pure, like a bright starry sky.

"'Star Crystal', worth 150 pounds."

"Ok."

Chris took the small glass box and the 350 pound banknotes, and then handed the water bottle containing 100 ml of "ghost shark blood" to Caspars.

"Pleasant to work with."

Kaspars opened the water bottle and looked at the liquid inside. He was all too familiar with "ghost shark blood".

When Chris walked away, Kaspars Canlinen pinched his nose and laughed:

"This fool doesn't seem to be even an extraordinary person. He sold me 'Ghost Shark Blood' for 500 pounds. If I had known, he would have lowered the price, hahaha..."

Chris was walking on the street, completely unaware that he had been ripped off. He was in a very happy mood. Now he only needed 70 grams of "Damir Red Clay" and 100 grams of pure water to collect the potion of "Secret Peeper" Sequence 9. Material.

He looked up at the clock tower. It was now a quarter to ten.

There's still more than an hour left, don't rush...

Chris walked slowly, preparing to find a store to buy some clothes.He was still wearing the same old clothes that Jason had worn before, but they always felt inappropriate.

Looking at the passers-by waiting at the tram stop in the distance, Chris suddenly thought that he had never taken a public carriage before. He had been funded by Samantha before, and now he had just earned 350 pounds in gold coins, so he didn't need to be careful at all. .

Well, Klein must have never fought such a wealthy battle...

Chris smiled to himself and turned into a clothing store.

"Welcome, sir." A waiter in a brown vest greeted him.

Chris looked at the layout of the store. The area was not large, and there was a display cabinet for displaying leather shoes in the middle, making the space in the store even smaller.

"Any recommendations?" Chris looked at the clothes on the rack and found that the colors of these clothes were mostly dark green, off-white, and tan. The fabric of the leather shoes looked like rough artificial leather.

"My Goddess, there is no piece of clothing that is not suitable for you. Sir, look at this one..."

Seeing that Chris looked like he was not short of money, the waiter became much more enthusiastic.

(End of this chapter)