Chapter 419 Golden Lotus Tower

The stall owner raised his eyelids and looked at Zhu Lan strangely.

"Didn't you see the thirty taels of silver next to this copper kettle? If you want to buy it, pay the money.

Another person who has read too many idle books..."

The two men bent down and took a closer look. They saw that there was indeed a small wooden stick as thick as a thumb next to the double-handled copper pot, with "Thirty Silver Grains" engraved on it.

Zhu Qingyan couldn't help but burst out laughing, looking at Zhu Lan with a gloating look.

"Well, it's my first time here, I don't have... no experience."

Zhu Lan touched his nose through the mask awkwardly, said that thirty taels was too expensive, and quickly walked away with Zhu Qingyan.

The two continued to walk forward, Zhu Qingyan was in a good mood and joked:

"What's the old saying? It's better to have no books than to believe in them blindly. You are being too clever for your own good."

"Yes, yes, I still need to learn from Master Xuezheng."

Zhu Qingyan raised his eyebrows proudly and his eyes fell on another stall, where several ancient books were placed.

"Wow, Records of the Five Goats!" Zhu Qingyan's eyes lit up immediately when he saw the title of the book. "I heard that this book was collected by the royal family of the previous dynasty. This is a unique copy!"

Zhu Qingyan carefully flipped through a few pages and couldn't let it go, so he lowered his head to look for the wooden sign with the price, but found nothing.

"Boss, how much is this copy of Wuyang Museum?"

The stall owner was a short young man. He shrugged his shoulders and said lazily:

"If you want it, then bring something in exchange."

"Ah?" Zhu Qingyan was stunned and looked at Zhu Lan.

The latter shook his head, also a little confused.

Why did you have to pay real money at the previous stall, but here it has to be barter?

The rules of this ghost market are really... casual.

"Hey." The stall owner raised his chin and pointed at Zhu Qingyan's waist.

"That thing on your waist is a good thing. If you are willing, I will exchange it with you for all the books on this stall. How about that?"

Zhu Qingyan immediately realized that the other party was talking about the soft sword Wenliu at his waist.

Her expression behind the mask changed slightly. You have to know that Wen Liu was a famous sword that Ah Jing personally selected, and it was very well concealed. If it was not unsheathed, it would look like just a black belt from the outside.

And this ordinary-looking stall owner actually recognized him at the first sight!

Zhu Lan was also somewhat frightened after hearing this. This ghost market was indeed full of hidden talents and should not be underestimated.

Zhu Qingyan was unwilling to exchange the willow for the jade pendant, but she really liked the book "Wuyang Museum", so Zhu Lan took out the jade pendant and exchanged it with the stall owner.

The stall owner took the jade pendant, looked at it, and a look of delight appeared on his face.

"You want to exchange this jade pendant for this book? Have you thought it through?"

Seeing Zhu Lan nod, the stall owner hurriedly put the jade pendant away, fearing that she would change her mind.

Although this jade pendant is not as valuable as the one given by Jian Wenliu, it is also a top-quality treasure. If I exchange it for a book, I will make a lot of money.

The book was returned to Zhu Qingyan, who couldn't wait to flip through it, while Zhu Lan squatted down and took the opportunity to communicate with his stall owner.

"Boss, I have another treasure that I want to sell. Can you give me some advice?"

The stall owner took advantage of the jade pendant and was naturally easy to talk to. He asked her what the treasure was.

"Nine-curve pearl."

As soon as the words came out, the stall owner almost jumped up.

"Nine...Nine bends..." He began to stutter, but did not dare to shout loudly, as if he had some reservations.

"Where did you get it?" he asked nervously.

Zhu Lan smiled slightly but did not answer.

According to the rules of the ghost market, the origin of goods is not asked when they are bought or sold.

The stall owner obviously realized it. He stopped asking questions and frowned as he looked at the two masked girls in front of him again.

After a while, the stall owner suddenly smiled.

“My two girls, although the ghost market does not ask about the origin of the treasures, the items on the market are also mixed with real and fake ones. It all depends on the seller’s eyesight.

It is not uncommon for people with good craftsmanship to make old items and sell them in the ghost market. But this Nine-Curved Pearl... Hehe, I advise the two girls not to touch it."

Zhu Lan tilted his head. "What you said, how can you be sure that the pearl in my hand is a fake? I spent a lot of effort to get it, it's genuine!"

The stall owner sneered and shook his head, thinking that the two little girls were inexperienced and easy to be deceived.

"For the sake of this jade pendant, I'll tell you clearly.

The Nine-Curve Pearl is said to be the size of a fist, with nine curved water patterns inside. It is so exquisitely crafted and brilliant that there is only one such pearl in the world.

The real thing...it was just bought in the Golden Lotus Building yesterday."

Zhu Lan asked him: "Have you ever seen a real pearl?"

"That... I haven't seen it."

"Then why do you think the one that was bought is the real one and the one in my hand is a fake?"

"Of course it's because—"

The stall owner suddenly realized what he was saying halfway through.

"Hey, are you two here to buy things or to cause trouble at the ghost market? I've said enough, don't interfere with my business, go away!"

The other party ordered him to leave, so Zhu Lan could not continue to ask questions. Seeing that the stall owner had already closed his eyes to rest, Zhu Lan had to ask one last question:

"Where is that Golden Lotus Tower you just mentioned?"

The stall owner didn't even raise his eyelids, just nodded perfunctorily in one direction.

"Thank you, goodbye." Zhu Lan took Zhu Qingyan and walked in that direction.

Soon, a two-story building came into their sight.

There is a golden lotus lantern on each of the four corners of the roof of the small building. No wonder it is named Golden Lotus Building.

After a brief inquiry, Zhu Lan and the others found out that the Golden Lotus Tower was the venue for auctions in the ghost market. There was nothing special about the conditions for entering, as long as one wore a mask, one could enter.

The Jinlian Building was not too big, but the setting was very mysterious and luxurious. Passing through the layers of fluttering gauze curtains, Zhu Lan could clearly see a platform in the center of the first floor. A man was standing on it and speaking loudly, while the buyers participating in the auction were sitting around the first floor or on the second floor.

It looks like the auction is underway.

"What should we do now?" Zhu Qingyan asked Zhu Lan in a low voice.

Zhu Lan's voice came from behind the mask, "First, let's see how things work here, and then find a chance to get some information about Ah Fei."