Return of the Soldier King

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To understand this, Ye Fei immediately left the hotel and found a taxi at the intersection.

"Boss, where are you going?"

The taxi driver is a black-faced man in his forties, with a passionate face, saying hello to Ye Fei. Taxi drivers in the north can be said to be polymaths. They know astronomy and geography. They can say anything. They like nagging very much, so if there are customers coming, they seem to be out of town. They are all exceptional. Passion.

"I heard that there is a market dedicated to antiques on Master Tianlin, where is it?"

Ye Fei handed a cigarette to the taxi driver and seemed to ask casually.

"Antique market, there are several, I don't know which one you are talking about?"

The taxi driver glanced up at Ye Fei, as if to analyze whether Ye Fei was a casual policeman, or did he really think of the antique market to see antiques.

After all, Tianlin ’s antique market is both legal and illegal. If a police investigation occurs, the taxi driver will bring the police to the antique market, and it will be him who is in trouble.

"This is the address, look at it."

Ye Fei said the address of the antique market as soon as he saw a play.

Unexpectedly, the face of the taxi driver immediately changed, and he shook up the window and drove away. However, the taxi driver drove a few hundred meters forward, then stopped the car, opened the door, waved to Ye Fei and let him get on the bus.

Ye Fei was a bit disappointed, but when the driver changed his mind, he quickly walked up and sat in the back seat and asked, "Master, what's the matter with you? Why did you leave when you heard about this address?" "

The taxi driver swallowed and turned his head to look at Ye Feidao: "Police officer, don't you want to play with me, I am a law-abiding citizen."

"I'm really not a policeman."

Ye Fei said seriously.

The driver looked at Ye Fei suspiciously and seemed to be sure that he was really not a policeman. Then he relaxed and said, "Big brother, it's not me who is seriously suspicious, but the place you said is not very legal. You go What are you going to do there? Are you buying something? Or are you selling something? "

Ye Fei originally wanted to say that he was looking for someone, but after thinking about it, he still refrained. After all, this is a skillful site. His power should not be small. If he comes to him bluntly, it is estimated that this taxi The driver would not take him past, so he lied and mysteriously said: "I have an ancestral treasure. I have a tight hand recently. I heard that there is such an antique market in Tianlin City. Can I get some money? "

As soon as the taxi driver heard that Ye Fei was selling things, he couldn't help swallowing: "It's good to sell things. But, in the market you are looking for, people do business with acquaintances."

"Acquaintances? There are still acquaintances in doing business, so what makes an acquaintance?"

Ye Fei blinked his eyes. He was no stranger to the underground antique market, but just deliberately pretended to be silly.

"Acquaintances, of course, met the boss in the antique market." The taxi driver looked at Ye Fei and said.

"This……"

Ye Fei scratched his head and said, "What's going on? Is there anything nobody wants about me?"

Hearing Ye Fei's words, the taxi driver was even more energetic and smiled: "Boss, you are very valuable? Can you open my eyes and have a long view?"

"This is not enough. My thing is an ancestral treasure, but I can't just show it to others casually."

Ye Fei shook his head and sighed: "It's mainly because I can't see the light. I heard that there are many bosses here in Tianlin City, who have the vision to know the goods. The most important thing is to have money and buy me this thing. There are so many restrictions on doing business. Hey, this is a trip in vain. "

Ye Fei said, pulling the door to get off, seems to be really disappointed, do not plan to find this antique market again.

"Hey, boss, don't worry."

The taxi driver hurriedly got off the bus and pulled Ye Fei and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't show it to me, good things can't be shown to others casually. I just told you that it's our rules, I just know one Boss, as long as the goods are good, you can trade with you, and the money is definitely indispensable. "

"Oh?"

Ye Fei came to the spirit and said, "Really? Isn't it necessary to get acquainted to trade?"

"Once I was born again, I was familiar with it twice, and the one I introduced was not a stranger."

The taxi driver patted his chest and packed the ticket.

"Oh, then I thank the master first."

Ye Fei laughed.

The taxi driver looked up at Ye Fei and smoked a cigarette, saying: "Boss, I think you are also in Tianlin City for the first time, and the person is very pleasant, I like to help others, but there is one thing , I have to tell you first. "

"You said, as long as you can do me a favor, there is nothing wrong with it." Ye Fei answered very simply.

"Ha ha……"

The taxi driver smiled and said, "Boss, look, I will take you to the bridge and take you to the boss to find the middleman. Our rules here, if the business is done, the middleman is to smoke One to five percent. "

The taxi driver said this, Ye Fei actually thought about it.

Ye Fei has heard from grandpa before that the black market of antique trading is indeed such a claim. It seems that the black market of antique trading in Tianlin City is indeed not small. Even the taxi master knows so much. It can be seen that these taxi drivers usually mix such things. As soon as tourists are interested in antique trading, they will bring people to the past. It is estimated that there is no less money.

However, one percent to five percent of the prize money is definitely not a small amount for an antique.

Even if it is an ordinary antique, there are tens of thousands of dollars, even a hundredth of a hundred dollars. If it is a better antique, it is normal to sell hundreds of thousands of things. According to 5%, I am afraid that the taxi driver will have tens of thousands of pumps. There will be no such sales in any place. of.

Ye Fei glanced at the taxi driver. The man looked very enthusiastic on the surface, but in fact, he regarded himself as a knight. If the lion opened his mouth, he wanted to make a fortune from him.

However, Ye Fei came here this time, and originally did not come to sell antiques. Therefore, how much he draws is not important to him at all, the important thing is to find a skilled craftsman.

"Is it one percent or five percent?"

Ye Fei asked casually, he did not agree to come down. The taxi driver might be suspicious if he agrees to come down at once.

"In the end, it depends on the boss how much your goods are worth."

The taxi driver said: "Generally speaking, the higher the price, the more the pumping success. The fewer the shelves, the less the pumping success. More than 100,000 yuan is 5%."

"No way!"

Ye Fei's eyes widened, and he was very surprised, saying, "You want to smoke so much? As you said, if I sell this one, don't you want to smoke millions?"

"Brother, you are so funny!"

The taxi driver smiled suddenly and said, "Even if it is based on 5%, what is the concept of millions? Can you sell tens of millions of antiques? Haha, boss, you are really humorous!"

"Who teased you!"

Ye Fei stared at the eyes and said seriously: "Okay, I won't tell you too much. No matter how much it sells, how about one percent?"

In fact, the taxi masters here in Tianlin City often do this kind of business, bullying customers from other places who do not understand the rules of the market here, and they deliberately take advantage of it. In fact, being able to draw 1% is also an extra income for them, and many people still do n’t.

So, when I saw Ye Fei say this, the taxi driver felt a rush of joy.

Seeing Ye Fei being so cautious, the antiques he sells should have some value. They might have been dug out of the ancient tomb and could be worth tens of thousands of dollars. No matter what Ye Fei ’s antique is, there are at least a few hundred dollars in hand. Now.

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