He shook his head helplessly and walked straight towards the crowd, apologizing as he squeezed forward: "Excuse me, please let me pass."
There was a mercenary with a bad temper in the crowd. He felt someone pushing him and was about to turn around and curse, but he found that the person pushing him was wearing armor that emitted blue light and even made a buzzing sound. He swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
If this is the case for mercenaries, let alone others.
Most of them were attracted by the stall owner's gimmick, and not many of them really had any ideas about the so-called "Ascension Era" items.
20 gold plates are enough for them to live on for a long time. Everyone's family is not very wealthy, so who would be a fool to buy such things that can only be regarded as antiques?
What's more, it's still unclear whether these items are thousands of years old...
By the time Li Lin escorted Rambo to the front of the crowd, five or six people had already shaken their heads and left.
The stall owner was a dark-skinned middle-aged man wearing a traditional Shurima white robe and a sun cloak draped over his shoulders.
As soon as he saw Li Lin wearing power armor, his mind immediately recalled the new Piltover people who had come to the town in the past two days.
The leader among them was wearing a strange mechanical armor.
The stall owner's eyes suddenly lit up, and without bothering to stop the departing customer, he immediately greeted him:
"Hey, I offer you water and shade. This guest, would you like to buy something from the 'Age of Ascension'?"
As for the Rambo that didn't seem to have much presence at Li Lin's feet...
He was simply ignored by the stall owner without even a greeting, which made him very angry.
"Hey, isn't it too expensive to sell these for 20 gold plates?"
Rambo walked up to Li Lin angrily and pointed at a pile of things on the stall that seemed to have just been unearthed.
"Forget the gold plate! Even if you offered 20 silver sands or even 20 copper coins, I wouldn't buy it!"
The currency of Shurima is gold plates, silver sand, and copper coins, which are not as valuable as the gold hex, silver wheels, and copper rings of Piltover.
Taking gold coins as an example, the exchange rate between the Gold Sea and the Gold Plate is about 1:5, which is one of the main reasons why Piltover has many specialty items from Shurima.
For Li Lin, he could buy all the items on the boss's stall without blinking an eye.
But for Rambo, he always pursues value for money, and then depending on whether the stall owner knows the goods or not, he will lower the price as much as possible based on the original price.
The stall owner's face darkened at Rambo's mockery. He frowned and waved his hand impatiently to drive him away: "Go away, little dwarf, where did you come from? If you don't want to buy anything, don't make trouble here."
For Rambo, these words were like a bucket of oil poured on a burning fire.
"You think I don't know the value of things? This teapot was clearly made in the port of Telishni over a decade ago, and you're selling it for 20 gold plates. Isn't that a scam?"
Seeing the stall owner's face suddenly change, Rambo curled the corners of his mouth and pointed at other items on the stall, telling them their origins and years one by one.
Li Lin watched Rambo's performance with interest, arms folded, with no intention of intervening.
In fact, on the [Data-driven Thinking] panel, many of Rambo's statements were nonsense, but it was obvious that the stall owner, who purchased these items from somewhere, did not know the value of the goods.
But what surprised Li Lin was that there was a huge hammer at least two meters long on the side of the stall. It was really a weapon from the "Ascendence Era" thousands of years ago...
After being disrupted by Rambo's actions, the people who were originally circling around the stall owner now looked at him with contempt, cursed him inwardly, and dispersed.
"No, don't go! Don't listen to this Yordle's nonsense. This is a 100% Ascension Era item..."
It was as if the large amount of gold coins that had already entered his wallet had grown wings and flew away. The stall owner was so sad that he felt like crying and his heart was bleeding.
The culprit of all this is this hateful chattering Yodel!
"Oh, yes, and your hammer... According to your human time, I have witnessed that golden age."
Rambo continued to talk nonsense with a blush on his face, "A genuine hammer from the Ascension Era couldn't possibly have that kind of pattern engraved on it!"
The stall owner looked at Rambo with eyes filled with anger, but he seemed to know the temperament of the Yodel people, so he didn't dare to get entangled with the dwarf.
"What do you want? If you have something you like, I'll sell it to you at a low price, okay? Can you please stop interfering with my business?"
Upon hearing this, Rambo finally stopped, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.
What a stupid human being, he has no idea what's good.
"This, this... oh and that, I want them all."
Rambo pointed to several items, including the large hammer.
Then, he pinched his waist and grinned, revealing his white, neat teeth. "One price, 20 gold plates."
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