As soon as he reached the door, the astrolabe began to vibrate again.
Could it be that he sensed the existence of the Dragon Blood Stone? Mu Hanyan knew that Xinghuan Qianji would not get excited easily, and he must have discovered something. Her heart suddenly began to beat wildly.
While everyone was looking at the auction house, Mu Hanyan quickly and secretly picked up the star map and took a look at it, and was immediately at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"The handwriting is so ugly, even uglier than mine," a sentence flashed on the star chart.
No wonder this guy was so excited, it turned out that he had found his psychological balance.
Mu Hanyan was overjoyed. It seemed that she had underestimated Xinghuan Qianji. This guy was really a very humane person. He even knew how to compare with others.
"What do you think? My name is good, right?" Mu Nan was obviously very satisfied with the auction house named after him, and asked narcissistically.
"Well, yes, it's ugly in a cute way. I've seen someone whose handwriting was so ugly it was breathtaking. But after seeing your handwriting, I know what it means that there is always someone better than the best. It turns out there is no ugliest, only uglier." Mu Hanyan said honestly.
Mu Nan's face suddenly fell, and he closed his mouth and refused to say another word.
Once inside, I discovered it was larger than I'd imagined and far more lively than the market outside. Rows of brick and wood buildings stood in a row, with a clearing in the middle, resembling a vast courtyard.
Every two meters in the courtyard, there is a stall, on which are displayed various things related to cultivation, such as exotic flowers and plants, jade, animal bones, weapons and skills. It is like a small market, with hundreds of people passing by one after another. It is even more lively than the market outside. Judging from the quality of the goods, it is also much better than outside.
"Where did you find these people?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously, looking at the vendors who were obviously cultivators. Black Stone City's appeal alone wouldn't have been enough to gather all these cultivators here, so Mu Hanyan was a little curious.
"They came here on their own. I just built these dozen buildings, and then the word spread that anyone who came to my Nanmu Auction House to sell cultivation items would be provided with free food and lodging by Nanmu Auction House, regardless of their strength or status. I only charge a commission after the goods are sold, and it's much lower than the commissions in other markets. As soon as the news got out, they came here on their own." Mu Nan replied.
"So simple?" Zirong looked at Mu Nan in disbelief. Just providing free accommodation and charging a lower commission was enough to attract so many people to Black Stone City?
"It's that simple. In the beginning, only some poor cultivators came here, and the goods they brought were of varying quality. You all know the situation in Black Rock City. The goods they brought couldn't be sold for much, and the commission I could charge was much lower than what I could get outside. I was basically losing money.
However, after these guys got together, they actually exchanged what they had with each other, and traded with each other, so that everyone could get what they needed. Knowing that they had no money, I accepted some flowers, plants, jade, animal bones and so on as commission. There were some really good stuff among them, so I stockpiled some goods, held a few auctions, and actually made some money.
Although those people did not make any money at first, they could eat and drink for free and could find the cultivation resources they needed. Naturally, they chose my Nanmu Auction House. Whenever they found good things, they would come to me. As word of mouth spread, more and more merchants came. Many people did not come here to make money, but to find the cultivation resources they needed.
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