Chapter 411: The Dream Market in the Late Night



Not only did the tour guide take the tourists out in the dead of night without his own initiative, but the driver was also very likely a criminal.

No matter how you look at it, handing over these five hundred dollars feels like selling yourself out.

Ye Lan withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and got into the car.

Xiao Yunting took her to the corner. Because there was not enough space and he didn't want her to be squeezed, he picked her up and put her on his lap.

"Hey, let us girls sit in the back. It's not nice to squeeze in with you grown men."

"Stop talking nonsense. We are not your parents. We won't spoil you. If you don't want to go, get out."

"you!"

"Forget it, Lanlan, don't argue with them. These people look hard to deal with."

When getting on the bus, the girls complained a few words, but were rejected fiercely by several big men. In the end, they could only squeeze in the back with grievance.

Liu Yalan, who was the first to speak out, was so angry that her eyes turned red and she kept crying as soon as she sat down.

The boys who knew her well were a little embarrassed, but they didn't dare to blame the strong men. They could only comfort her, "Lanlan, it's not far, we'll be there soon. Just have fun when you're out having fun. Don't cry."

Liu Yalan looked at the tissues handed to her and was not comforted at all. She just felt that the group of boys in front of her were weak and incompetent, and were not as responsible as the man sitting in the corner hugging his girlfriend.

She secretly glanced over while wiping her tears and found that the girl was playing with her mobile phone in his hands, her hands and feet were stretched out, and there was a comfortable smile on her face. The handsome man turned sideways to separate everyone, staring at the person in his arms without moving.

That focused look made her so envious that her heart felt sour and bubbling.

But the journey was indeed very fast. In less than fifteen minutes, the car, which was speeding across the plateau, stopped.

"Okay, the car can only drive here. From now on, we have to walk by ourselves." The tour guide got out of the car first and opened the back seat door.

The rest of the people couldn't bear it any longer and filed down. When they saw that there was still a long way to go, the girls felt a little desperate.

"Can't you drive a little further?"

"No, look, is that a place that normal people can get close to?" The tour guide shook his head and pointed to the lit market in the distance with a smile.

When everyone looked closely, they were shocked to find that not only was the market built from the ground, but there were no cables around it to draw power for lighting. The lights that looked like light bulbs actually moved and floated around the market.

"What is that thing? It's so spectacular." The bright light alone aroused everyone's interest.

The guide clapped his hands and smiled mysteriously, "I told you it's worth the trip, there are more good things inside. I'll tell you what to pay attention to as we go."

Now no one complained about the long journey anymore. They followed the tour guide and listened to his instructions, nodding seriously.

On the way, we met several groups of people approaching the market. Judging from their clothes, they seemed to be ordinary tourists from other places.

When they got closer, everyone standing at the entrance could see that each tent set up in the market was as big as a three-story house, and the material used was some kind of high-end fabric. The light balls flowing around it were more like engines. In addition to releasing light, they also made the fabric emit a faint glow. At first glance, it looked like a fairy tale town.

"Okay, let's say goodbye here. We will regroup here in three hours and the car will take you back to the hotel. Remember, don't take random photos, don't cause trouble, and don't act alone." After the tour guide reiterated the safety precautions, he hurried into the market and soon disappeared in the crowd.

The other members of the tour group couldn't wait to follow them in and stood on the endless street. On both sides were tents that were as bright as day and glowing, as well as various strange open-air shops. Everyone was very excited.

The strong man and his group were the first to leave the team.

"Hey, have you guys forgotten what the tour guide said, that you shouldn't act alone?" A boy in the team reminded them, but unfortunately the other party turned a deaf ear and even raised his middle finger at him.

The boy was so angry that he didn't want to care about their life or death. He turned around and suggested to everyone to move forward.

Unfortunately, the girl found a small shop that she was interested in.

"We saw a tarot card shop over there and wanted to go check it out. It's not far away. We'll come to find you later. It should be fine." They pointed to the nearest shop with a strange shape. There were several other lone tourists queuing at the door.

Seeing that the other teams had also separated, the boys had no objections. After agreeing to meet at the antique shop in front, they separated into another small team.

"How come this place says it sells antiques, but there's so much stuff going on here?" The boys looked around as they walked towards the antique shop. "How did such a big market appear overnight?"

Everyone has the same question, but except for some outsiders who look like them, most people on the street have a clear goal and go straight to the theme stores to buy things. Almost everyone has a lot of things in their hands and carries large and small bags.

They found out the reason after entering an antique shop.

"What? This enamel bracelet is one hundred yuan? And what about this Lantian jade bracelet? Three hundred?!"

The most active middle-aged couple stood in front of the counter, their jaws almost dropping as they listened to the store manager introduce the prices.

"What's going on?" Several boys heard the noise and walked over. They saw the goods piled high in the glass cabinets, not properly organized, looking like goods from a wholesale market. So they whispered, "Are they too expensive?"

The middle-aged couple looked up at the man and said quietly, "Although this type of enamel craftsmanship is modern, due to its high craftsmanship, a bracelet like this sold for $10,000 at an auction in New York two years ago. And this Lantian jade bracelet, regardless of age, would fetch over a hundred thousand just based on its quality."

Boy: “!!!”

He was obviously shocked by the price quoted. After thinking about the selling price, he couldn't help but confirm with the owner behind the counter, "Are they really only 100 and 300?"

"Haha, buy it or not. We're only open for one day anyway. I'm just clearing out the inventory. This kind of stuff is not worth my wasting words." The boss was a middle-aged uncle wearing Buddhist beads and a long gown. He was leisurely making tea in the back and didn't even bother to raise his head when he heard this.

At this moment, the middle-aged couple pushed their glasses up, their eyes greedily looking away from the counter. They turned around and whispered to the crowd, "We are all professors from the Department of Archaeology. We just checked and found that everything in this counter is genuine. If you are interested, you can buy some together."

After saying that, they turned around and picked out a dozen or so things, then readily took out their wallets and asked the boss for the price.

"Four thousand, please." The boss took a quick look and directly gave a price.

The middle-aged couple paid without hesitation, packed their things in their backpacks, their faces flushed with excitement.

Seeing this, the others were also tempted and paid for a few other things.

When they went out, everyone except Ye Lan and Xiao Yunting carried a small package.

"Let's go to the next one!"

Seeing that everyone opened the consumption window and rushed to the next place excitedly, Ye Lan and Xiao Yunting looked at each other, with no ripples in their eyes.

Because they know that this kind of store does not really exist to sell antiques.

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