The warehouse is at least 1,000 square meters, and the booths are arranged in an orderly manner. Some have pulled a piece of cloth and put it on the ground, throwing a few goods randomly; The machine was shining with lights, and all kinds of goods were piled up messily on the machine... The stalls were all kinds of strange, and the stall owners were also different. Some people sat silently, as if they didn't care whether the things were sold or not; some people yelled heartily , I can't wait for everyone in the audience to hear my voice...
There are a variety of things on the booth, covering all aspects of basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation. There are brand-new next-generation game consoles, which have pre-installed more than 100 games, and only 2,000 star coins are absolutely worth the money; there are aquatic products from remote planets. However, when it was transported to Bayland, the fish in the tank had already started to roll their eyes, and continuous oxygenation was useless; there were ceramic matryoshka dolls that had been treasured for many generations, and they smiled and told the rise and fall of a family. Of course, there is no shortage of things in the ghost market that are related to Emperor Qin Feng Anderson. Some of them are fake at first glance, some are hard to tell, and some are probably, perhaps, possibly true.
Who the hell would care about the stools he occasionally sat on, the teacups he used, the empty bullet casings he punched out... insisting that these things are related to the Great Emperor, even if the Great Emperor is alive, he can't tell.
To Qin Feng Anderson, the feelings of the people of the empire are complicated. Some regard him as a god, and some think he is a cruel tyrant. Things that match it in the market are the best sellers.
For the first time, Alston showed eagerness to squeeze into the crowded crowd, and Ryan followed after him in a daze, which attracted complaints from some onlookers, but everyone was crowded, and no one could say anything.
"Everyone, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, I have three Diaries of the Great Emperor here, they are absolutely guaranteed to be genuine, and can be sent to a specialized agency for identification. If they are fake, you will be hit by a starship to death when you go out." The stall owner swore, trying to make his own The diary seems to be genuine. "According to the usual rules of the ghost market, a page of diary is 400 star coins. I will give you 30 pages, which is cheaper. It only costs 10,000 star coins. You can read it casually and identify it casually, but you must Handle it with care, it is not easy to preserve the old things from more than 700 years ago."
The crowd moved, but no one questioned it.
Ryan's eyes widened, and he looked at a diary on the long table in disbelief. It had a purple cover with natural leather patterns on it. The outer cover was very large, but there were very few loose-leaf pages inside, which may have been lost over the years. However, just such an incomplete diary was sold for 10,000 star coins, and the reward amount offered by interstellar human trafficker "Musician" Evan was only 5,000 star coins!
Ten thousand star coins is enough for an ordinary family of three to spend more than half a year.
Ryan suddenly felt that he had discovered a whole new way to make money...
He was a little suspicious, the asking price was so expensive, would anyone want it
It turns out that there are more than just that. Someone from the crowd came out, holding a pair of clean white gloves when he took his hands out of the cloak, this person deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Let me take a look first."
"Please." The stall owner thinks that real gold is not afraid of fire, as long as you cherish it, you can read it casually, but he also kept a hand, "There are only five pages here, and the rest can only be given after the transaction is over. Pay with one hand and deliver with the other. Never in arrears."
People buy diaries just for the content in them. The emperor had a flash of inspiration, and the few thoughts he jotted down might be business opportunities; Out of some minutiae, to restore the truth of history.
There are also those who only collect paper, but certainly not as many as for the content of the diary. If the content of this is read, the stall owner will sell it as a fart.
The person who proposed to look at it probably nodded, because the face was covered in the cloak and it was hard to see clearly. The man was a connoisseur, wearing white gloves and carefully flipping through the pages. After a while, he seemed to have thought it through and said, "I bought it."
Ryan: "..." As an onlooker, he really couldn't do it.
The stall owner clapped his hands happily, "Haha, my things are definitely not fake. Who else wants to see and buy them? If you don't have them, then you will miss the Diary of the Great Emperor. You must know that there are not many real diaries left among the people now. You will miss it." This time, I don’t know if there will be a next time.”
Hearing this, several people came out and looked through the diary one by one, and two of them put forward the need to buy. According to the regulations of the ghost market, when more than two people intend to buy the same item, the managers in the market can be invited to organize a small auction. It is not free, and 2% of the final transaction price needs to be paid as a commission.
"Is there any more?" The stall owner's tone rose, obviously very satisfied with the result. If someone bids, the final transaction price must be greater than 10,000 star coins. He took out 2%, which is also a profit. The more people participating in the bidding, the higher the price gouging up, the stall owner shook his head, his eyes under the cloak must be staring at everyone, and said with a little regret but stimulated consumption: "Since no one participates in the bidding, then I will Call the manager to come over."
"Wait." Alston's voice.
The stall owner, "Sir, do you want to participate in the bidding?"
Alston's voice was camouflaged and sounded thicker and hoarse, but Ryan could tell it right away. "I'll take a look first."
Stall owner: "If you want it, if you want it, sir, just look at it."
Auston stepped forward, and Ryan did not deliberately follow. He moved and changed his position without any trace. He inadvertently approached the table and stood three steps behind Auston. This distance was already the closest allowed by the stall owner. distance. How not to expose the relationship with friends in the ghost market is also a great knowledge. Alston opened the diary and quickly read five pages. He closed the book and did not rush to say whether he would participate in the bidding or not.
The stall owner was a little anxious, but his eagerness was well concealed, "How about your understanding?"
"Let me see it too." Ryan made his voice sound brisk and frizzy, like a college student who has just entered this place and has not yet come out of the ivory tower.
The smile on the stall owner's face deepened, "Welcome." The more people he attracts, the better for him, regardless of where these people come from.
Ryan passed Oston's side and stood in front of the table. He opened the cover, revealing the slightly messy handwriting inside, as if he had written it in a hurry.
—According to outpost observations, the Zerg has a new emperor, the civil strife has been quelled, and a large-scale invasion is not far away. But my mecha research has encountered a bottleneck, how to increase the frequency of the mecha and the driver? Alas, it's nerve-wracking, I feel like my hair has fallen a lot, is it really old... Qin Hao has a grandson, he is a very cute little guy, our generation is old, and the future world will be theirs.
——Qin Hao said that those people have changed, I expected it, I will not be happy whoever touches my cake, I always want to get the cake back. If it weren't for the tense battle with the Zerg, I would soon go to the battlefield, so I wouldn't let them do what they did. Alas, I don't want to move anymore, I want to retire to that planting star for the elderly, maybe formally adopt a child, this time I have to teach her not to be as stubborn as Antonio.
——Hehe, what a bad day. I was opposed again. Let me see it on purpose. Let me hand over the position of president. It's not that I want to be the president. Whoever wants this position can take it.
——The new emperor of the Zerg race is a radical faction. He even divides his troops to erode the border of our empire. Bugs will grow, but the birth rate of human beings has been declining year after year. Denise has already told me the seriousness of the situation and encourages people to give birth every year. But... oh , Is it really good for human beings to take the road of genetic adaptation
Turning another page, it is already a white paper that the stall owner put on for the diary to look thicker, and the rest of the content can only be known after seeing it. Under the cloak, Ryan closed his eyes and sighed silently. It has been too long, and he himself doesn't remember very clearly.
"What do you want, sir?" The stall owner urged anxiously.
Ryan laughed, and his brisk and frizzy voice remained unchanged, "Poor student, I just came here to gain insight."
Stall owner: "..."
Onlookers: "..." That's right, you can watch it without buying it, whether it's true or not, let's talk about it after knowing what's in it.
Driven by Ryan, more and more people asked to come forward to read the diary, and the stall owner jumped up angrily, but he promised to read casually, and he would not break his promise, so he would not be able to sell the next two diaries.
There are so many cloaked people, and there is no difference in height and appearance at first glance, but Ryan walked to Auston's side accurately. Similarly, through some subtle observations, Auston also confirmed that it was Ryan who walked beside him.
Ryan said in a low voice: "The content is true, but the diary itself is fake. It is very real. It is obviously a veteran, so there is no need to buy it." If you want, I can write it for you!
Those diaries are very careful in falsification. The paper used is 700 years ago, the ink used is 700 years ago, and the pen used to write it should also be 700 years ago, but the handwriting is very similar, but not the essence. The essence is that the original owner can tell it is fake at the first glance.
Auston felt a little regretful, but he didn't have any attachment to the diary. It wasn't the Great Emperor's handwriting, and he always felt that it lacked a lot of extraordinary meaning, "Well, let's wait for the second one and read the contents before leaving. "
Ryan: "Don't you know why I can be so sure?"
Alston chuckled, his face was invisible under the cover of the cloak, but it must have been frank and trusting, "You said you have a secret, I think you will tell me when the time is right."
Ryan's heart moved slightly, and he could hardly suppress his desire to tell Auston his origin, but in the end, sensibility still lost to reason, and he was afraid that what he said would cause many chain reactions. Wait, as Auston said, when the time comes. When is the time ripe? Maybe in a few months, maybe in a few years, maybe not in this lifetime.
The authenticity of the content makes the diary valuable. Ryan thought defiantly.
Soon the number of bidders was determined, a total of five people, and the manager who had already been waiting at the side rang the gong (Thousands of years have passed, and some things still exist in the ancient earth period, such as the gong made of brass tied with red beating with a silk stick), the auction starts, and every time the price is quoted, it will increase by 1,000 star coins, or you can directly call out the auction price.
"eleven thousand."
"Twelve thousand."
"..."
"..."
"eighteen thousand."
"Twenty thousand."
"Hiss." Ryan felt a toothache, always feeling like the money in his pocket flew into someone else's pocket.
In the end, the transaction price of the 30-page Emperor's Diary was 22,000 star coins, and the winner was the last person to participate in the auction, and the first person who expressed his intention to buy would not be able to buy it when the price rose to 22,000 star coins. Open your mouth again, and when the recipient takes the diary ecstatically, that person quietly disappears in the crowd.
This is a babysitter!
The following two diaries, one with 35 pages and one with 26 pages, were sold for no less than 20,000 yuan. Ryan was already numb, and even wanted to buy a few old books immediately, and write a few words quickly in a small dark corner. Absolutely guarantee the authenticity of the content. The price is not too much, half an Evan is enough for a book, and it is guaranteed to have thirty pages.
The opportunity to make money was right in front of me, but I couldn't seize it.
Ryan has a feeling of missing a billion star coins.
The stall owner only has three diaries in his hands, and he packs up his things and leaves when they are sold out. He has to settle the money with the ghost market administrator. In order to ensure privacy, all payments here are paid to the unified account of the ghost market (a platform intermediary) , and the seller will get it back according to his own income (the third party will charge 1% commission). There are big bosses behind the ghost market, and the business has been in business for more than 20 years. There has never been any fraud, and it has won the mutual trust of both buyers and sellers.
Ryan swiped his wrist on a Rubik's Cube-sized box, and the personal terminal displayed whether to pay. He chose to confirm, and the store happily put seventeen or eighteen palm-sized ceramic kittens into the box after confirming receipt of the money. This is a big customer. The shop owner readily took a Dumbo with big ears as a head, and a soft female voice sounded, "Thank you for your patronage. I make a lot of ceramic ornaments in the shape of small animals every month and bring them to the ghost market." Shangmai, if you still need it, you can come here to find me, I'm definitely in this position."
Ryan took the box, it was quite heavy, and he said: "If there is a need, I will come again. I have a question, please tell me, where can I rent a moving robot?" He didn't want to hold a bunch of It's too troublesome to move things around.
"You need to rent the handling robot at the door. It's too far to walk. Sir, use this one. I also rent it. I don't need it now." The owner must be a warm-hearted girl. Put a lot of things. "Just return it when you don't need it."
"I'll give you the rent."
The shopkeeper waved his hand, "No, no, it's not expensive at all for a few star coins."
Ryan is not greedy for people's petty gain. He is polite, so he should regard it as his own luck instead of enjoying it calmly. He thought for a while, "Do you accept customization?"
"What do you need sir?"
Ryan smiled, "A white griffin."
"Griffin?" Many people who have never been out of the planet don't know what a griffin looks like.
"Well, I see that you have tools here. You should be able to make them on the spot. Help me make a little white lion with wings. Take out your drawing book and I'll describe it to you."
"Okay." The owner picked up the drawing book, and in the customer's description, a naive little lion appeared in her pen.
It was far away on the Shakespeare, but "Heart" followed Ryan and Auston's original and code-named zero to watch this scene silently. The system program fluctuated a little, and it was obviously not calm.
Codename Zero: "I seem to know what it's like to be jealous, and I also want the same ceramic ornaments as myself."
Yuan Yuan: "I searched and found that there are many figures based on you on the star network, and they are still official products. If you want, I will order one."
As the mecha of the general of the empire, the codename zero is also somewhat well-known across the country. Among the officially sold mecha figures, the sales volume based on him is the highest.
Code Zero, "Well, I also searched, why are the comments below all weird, they hope that a general will emerge after opening the figure."
Yuanyuan: "This is the complexity of human beings. Many of them buy your figure not because of you, but because of the general. They are fans of the general and hope to get the general."
The code name Zero seems to understand, "But the general belongs to Ryan, and they are husband and wife."
Yuanyuan's eyes flickered a few times, "You're right."
Code Zero: "Are you happy?"
Yuan Chu: "Because my husband is out of the order, you won't understand this feeling."
Code Zero: "Oh, well."
Not far behind the two of them, Dafu had been staring at the two little metal figures, one big and one small, for quite a while, his amber eyes were full of curiosity. It finally couldn't hold back its curiosity, and slowly approached the past. The soft pad fell to the ground silently. When Yuan Chu found out, there was already a cute white squatting beside him, staring at it with big watery amber eyes without blinking. see for yourself.
Yuanyuan swears with his mechanical heart, he seems to have sensed a little danger, he uses the sixth sense of the robot, don't ask him how the robot has the sixth sense, because he is a growing AI.
"Oh~" Dafu called out softly.
Yuanyuan subconsciously dodged backwards, but did not dodge.
Original = =!
Dafu hugged Yuanchu and rubbed his neck. He suddenly realized that Yuanchu, which he had been afraid of all along, was actually not scary. It was quite comfortable to rub against.
Ryan didn't know that on the Shakespeare, several other young members of his family had gotten along well, otherwise the old father's tears would definitely flow, and the matter of feeding Dafu in the future could be completely handed over to Yuan Chu. He left after customizing the ornaments in the shape of Dafu, and came to pick them up after 90 minutes, and he could get a freshly baked "Dafu" with two palms. He took a fancy to ceramic ornaments. Auston was very interested in a bunch of cold weapons that were said to come from the mother planet of the earth. These weapons were brought out when the imperial government had not focused on protecting the mother planet of the earth. The blade is still as sharp as ever for thousands of years, only the scabbard made of crocodile skin is ruined, which shows that the steel material is excellent.
As long as you find a master knife maker, it will not be difficult to restore the long knife to its former glory.
When Ryan turned to look for someone, Oston was still there, and he had already discussed the cold weapon with the seller in depth. He had already bought the long knife, together with a Ugin dagger. The dagger was made by people today, using low-temperature melting. , much like Ryan's previous one.
Once he saw it, Ryan knew the dagger was bought for him.
Without urging him, he just stood quietly on the side and waited. While waiting, he looked around to see if there was anything he was interested in, and then he saw a pile of mecha parts, and a sign was erected on the booth. It says 100-year-old parts, the price is 200 star coins, no price increase and no counter-offer will be accepted.
The old parts have been eroded by time, the metal is blunt, and the circuit is aging, and they are no longer usable. The only purpose is to provide reference for related professionals. Two hundred for a part, it's not cheap, but it's not expensive either. Ryan's gaze fell on a 20-centimeter-long diode. Looking at the degree of weathering and corrosion of the diode, it is less than four or five hundred years old.
After telling Alston where he was going, Ryan came to the booth, squatted down, picked up the diode he liked, and took a closer look. From the process, it was even more certain that the diode had been around for a long time, and it was a rough product. Just a sample made after a sudden inspiration.
Ryan traced the edge of the diode with his hands. The touch under his fingers was rough, and he had long lost the smoothness when it was just made.
Old man, to meet in this way unexpectedly.
Ryan's face was in a trance of reminiscence, and he woke up from a moment of absence. He shook his head with a smile, said nothing, and paid for the diode.
The activation of the mecha requires a lot of energy. Every attack, every use of a weapon, etc. is accompanied by an explosion of energy, and the heat generated can melt human skin. Often, the mecha would fall into standby mode due to too high local heat without moving a few times, and if it was barely used, it would be in danger of exploding.
In order to solve this problem, everyone who has learned how to make and repair mechas knows that Qin Feng Anderson thought of energy transfer, and diodes came into being. A large number of diodes were installed on the mechas. When the heat surged, these diodes absorbed heat and melted body, when the diodes in the mecha's body melt to a certain threshold, they must be replaced in time.
Therefore, a very important course in mecha restoration is to learn how to make and assemble diodes. When Ryan participated in the assessment of the mecha repair department, he was qualified to enter the official team in advance because of his extraordinary hand speed.
After buying the diodes, the communication with Auston was over. After a while, they went back to the ceramic ornaments booth and took away the still warm ceramic Daifuku.
I went to the couple restaurant for dinner as planned, but Ryan canceled the music and the flower delivery episode. He personally gave Auston a bouquet of roses, and he also got the gift chosen by Auston—the Ujin dagger.
Back in room A16 of the cruise ship, everything looked normal inside. Ryan keenly felt that the relationship between Dafu and Yuanyuan was much better, and it seemed that it would be good for them to be alone.
After a tiring day, Ryan asked Orston to take a bath first to relieve his fatigue. He sat in the living room by himself, turning the diode with his slender fingers, various thoughts flashed through his eyes, and finally fell silent. Ryan took the tool bag, took out a Phillips screwdriver, and began to disassemble. He quickly disassembled the diode covered with signs of time.
Yuan Yuan silently watched his master's movements.
Finally, the diode opened, revealing a device inside that would not belong to a diode, a recording and broadcasting device.
Ryan touched the recording and broadcasting device with a Phillips screwdriver, and accidentally touched the switch, and the sound of tearing and tearing came from it. More than 700 years ago, it can still be used.
A muffled sound came from inside.
"What should I do, Tyrell found me when I was taking the medicine."