Qu Jian'er stood in the corner, clutching a black metal card with a red border that Zuo Chen had given her.
She didn't understand.
Can a black market ID card, disguised as a bank card, escape the shady nature of the black market?
With this question in mind.
Qu Jian'er adjusted her butterfly mask and stepped into a "small" place beyond the reach of the law.
Half an hour later.
A very conspicuous stall appeared in the black market, and the stall owner was leaning on a floating throne, swinging his small feet.
Without a doubt, the owner of the floating stall was none other than Qu Jian'er, disguised as "Die Die".
Zuo Chen's parents learned from Zuo Chen that Qu Jian'er liked setting up a stall, so the two elders personally designed and had Huiyao Group produce a floating three-in-one stall as a birthday gift.
The metal table is suspended in mid-air, with an expensive gray-blue tablecloth hanging down naturally.
A magnificent throne is the most dazzling.
It's a sturdy body that carries the soul of the entire stall, so comfortable that you just want to apologize to your legs.
Many people would like to break their own legs and become users of the Floating Throne wheelchair.
This day.
Countless people in the black market witnessed the disparity.
They were puzzled as to why Qu Jian'er, who was so rich, would set up a fortune-telling and healing stall on the black market.
There were plenty of people outside who flattered him.
But they only come to the black market.
Looking for fun?
Just then.
A girl wearing a "Black Market Unified" buyer's mask stopped in front of Qu Jian'er's stall.
The girl was Rong Yuan, who came to the black market to try her luck. She wasn't attracted by the stalls, but by Qu Jian'er's mask.
after all.
Even with her usual composure, she couldn't stop walking after seeing the butterfly mask user that night, following the daytime discussion about "Miss Butterfly being a member of the She family".
Qu Jian'er rested her chin on her hand: "Three divinations a day, one doctor every three days, no bargaining."
She manipulated the price list.
To make it easier for the first customer to understand the rules.
Rong Yuan: "..."
Qu Jian'er finished speaking.
They looked at each other blankly.
Rong Yuan remained silent for a long time before breaking the silence: "What kind of divination is this, and what kind of medicine is this?"
She couldn't comprehend the empire's metaphysics.
In her opinion.
Such an unscientific thing does not exist.
True materialists are fearless!
She neither believed nor was afraid.
Qu Jian'er slightly raised her chin, indicating that she wanted her palm read: "Extend your right hand, palm facing up."
Men on the left and women on the right.
The person's face is covered.
When you can't see a person's face.
She often chooses to have her palm read.
In today's world where cosmetic surgery is readily available, palmistry is actually more accurate than facial analysis.
Qu Jian'er has always been very lazy.
I don't usually look at other people's faces.
Not to mention palmistry.
But the person in front of her was by no means a novice; her favorite thing to do was to discuss the world view with other people in the starting village.
However, before she could speak...
"This is the place. Someone is promoting feudal superstition here. That's why I rushed to find you, the administrator!"
A young man, leading the black market administrators, stood beside Qu Jian'er, pointing and gesturing.
He wanted to drive Qu Jian'er away.
For no other reason.
This stall has always belonged to him; he was just a step too late today, and Qu Jian'er snatched it away.
Although the black market is usually occupied by whoever sets up the stall, as a member of the mercenary group's recruitment office, he had been there for so long that he had long since designated this spot as his own territory.
He was naturally dissatisfied.
It's just a pity that Qu Jian'er's clothes and ornaments are too luxurious.
He dared not provoke them.
Only then did he go to find someone.
They decided to "use someone else to drive them away".
Customers arrived at Qu Jian'er's stall.
The young man looked at Rong Yuan and said, "Young lady, don't be fooled by her. These days, would someone dressed more expensively than anyone else be setting up a stall? If she's not a con artist, I'll kneel down and apologize on the spot!"
He patted his chest confidently and said.
Rongyuan did not nod in response.
Then I heard it.
Qu Jian'er said, "You lost your mother at a young age, and your father remarried when you were 3. You have twin sisters who are your half-sisters. You work in the medical field and are at the forefront of the industry. This long journey will surely help you find someone to treat your father."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Rong Yi froze, exclaiming, "Amazing! Miss, how...how does she know everything!?"
Unlike Eiichi's shock.
Rong Yuan looked extremely calm.
But only she knew the turmoil raging within her heart.
She could even guess.
If it weren't for Qu Jian'er looking after her.
We could easily expose her true colors.
The young man standing to the side paused, clearly not expecting Qu Jian'er to actually come up with a result.
He looked at Rong Yuan.
Seeing that the other party did not respond.
Suddenly, I felt confident.
The young man sneered, "It must be a complete fabrication, half true and half false. Didn't you see that this young lady didn't even react?"
Rong Yuan clasped her hands together and said, "Master, please help me! I'll pay any price!"
Her worldview has collapsed today.
But this did not affect her worship of Qu Jian'er in the slightest.
Although this seems horrifying.
But she really idolizes her.
Nothing is more convincing than the evidence presented before one's eyes.
Qu Jian'er just smiled and looked at the young man: "Didn't you want to kneel down? I'll give you that chance."
Rong Yuan also looked at the young man: "I also heard that if you can prove that the master is not a fraud, you should kneel down before him."
How could the young man possibly kneel? He roared, "I know! You're all in cahoots! You've teamed up to deceive others. The black market isn't a place for you to act arrogantly!"
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