Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1: buy and sell

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Strictly speaking, Luo Qiu is not considered an orphan, because he has legal guardians and relatives.

That is the continuation of the father, to put it simply, it is the stepmother.

It really is the stepmother...

However, similar topics did not appear in Luo Qiu's mouth or in his life.

Because looking at the woman who would work hard for him day and night, who seemed to want to give her mother's love no matter what, Luo Qiu still agreed with it.

Of course, if it wasn't for the owner of the added name on the household registration book, if this woman with her legally 'mother' was the best time in a woman's life, Luo Qiu felt that he might be more willing to call out 'Mom' '.

People are creatures who get used to or get used to avoiding sadness, and they also get used to the people around them.

In theory, no one should yearn for solitude.

"But why, should I long for it?"

Luo Qiu wrote the words 'going out' on the sticky note, and then stuck it on the door of the refrigerator, and went out before the weather became hot.

On weekends, there are no classes in the university, he just wants to be alone, that's all.

The street in the morning has become lively.

Probably the reason for going out early to take advantage of the weekend.

Fathers and daughters plan to go on a trip, old women walk hand in hand on the river bank, some people plan to go to sports on weekends to feel the vitality of life, and some people start a day's livelihood.

All kinds of people appeared in Luo Qiu's sight, and then disappeared, just like actors on the stage in a grand opera house, as if they were born to be the top actors, playing their roles.

Luo Qiu is used to observing but not talking. He wants to find out what people are thinking but he is unwilling to get in touch with people too much.

What is it

The belated period of youth entanglement and contradiction

I just want to be alone... The neighborhood began to become lively, Luo Qiu shook his head, and walked towards the pedestrian street of shops that should not be officially open yet.

It should be relatively quiet now, maybe you will find one or two pedestrians, and then take a good look at it, right

Plugging in the earphones on the mobile phone, listening to some not-so-popular songs, Luo Qiu had already walked into the pedestrian street without knowing it.

Just as he expected, there were no shops open here, or most of the shops were half-open. Occasionally, there were some shops that were already open, but there were only one or two shops that sold breakfast bread and so on.

Luo Qiu bought two buns and sat up on the bench at the edge of the street... No one seemed to be paying attention to him, even though he looked so weird by himself.

— 'Trafford Buyers Club' —

With such a name, it suddenly entered Luo Qiu's sight.

Although it is not to the extent that he will remember everything around him, if it is a store with such a strange name, he should have some impressions, right

The signboard is pieced together after dividing the characters one by one. The overall facade is a wooden structure. On the left is an oil lamp that looks very European-style. As for the other side, it is a relatively clear window.

Barely able to see some small decorations in the window, they attracted Luo Qiu to walk in.

Ornately dressed dolls, small pendulum clocks that seem to have stopped turning, artwork resembling grizzly bear paws, tattered but particularly attractive bucket hats.

"Guest, do you need to come in and take a look?"

Just as Luo Qiu stopped at the window to observe these strange decorations, a voice suddenly appeared beside him.

It was an unusually pale girl who seemed to be in the same grade as him.

Black and white, the eternal tones of gothic maid costumes, the overall look is a woman with morbid beauty. But Luo Qiu didn't have more time to pay attention to these.

Looking at the other party's sapphire blue eyes, it is really charming, it is like a gem, a gem with strange magic power.

It's like a vortex.

When Luo Qiu realized it, he had already walked into this strange club. He couldn't even figure out how he got in.

It's like the feeling in a movie when the screen suddenly switches.

"Guest, please drink tea."

The girl with sapphire-like eyes and a slender figure, wearing a gothic maid outfit that is not uncommon in this era, presented Luo Qiu with a cup of scented tea.

"Roselle can make guests feel at ease. Only when people feel at ease can they think of what they need."

"Oh... you're the only one in this shop?"

I really couldn't think of what to say, but since he walked in out of nowhere, Luo Qiu simply went along with the situation, just to see if he didn't spend money, and it wasn't a particularly rare thing.

It's just that this strange shop made Luo Qiu have a different curiosity than before.

Although he walked in, he still didn't know what the business was here.

"No, Master, I will come out to discuss with you soon." The girl smiled slightly and walked into the inner hall.

Owner? Boss fun

Koko...

Shaking his head, Luo Qiu began to look at everything here.

It seems to be a continuation of the style of the outer window. They are all weird and should not match at all, but they don't feel awkward when they are placed like this. On the contrary, they look mysterious.

The place where the shop is used to entertain guests is like the western divination houses that Luo Qiu has seen. long candles.

It seems that the boss really put a lot of thought into this.

The waiting time was somewhat beyond Luo Qiu's estimate, but his curiosity kept him waiting. It's just that the attention has been attracted by the things on the display cabinet around him.

Those were two crimson beads fixed up and down with brackets, like some kind of gemstones, and then covered in a delicate glass container.

For some reason, Luo Qiu imagined them as the moon in the night sky. But thinking about how two moons appeared in the sky, and they were still crimson, Luo Qiu couldn't help but smile.

"Do you like this pair of 'Crimson Moon'?"

Finally, I heard another voice other than the girl's. It seemed that it was the so-called boss who had been reluctant to come out.

Luo Qiu turned around, and what he saw was a well-groomed, well-dressed middle-aged man—accurately speaking, he should be a middle-aged man from a foreign country.

Unlike the maid clerk, his eyes are cloudy gray... and, when speaking the language here, he seems to be unusually fluent. If you don't look at the person, you probably can't figure out that it is a foreigner, right

In addition, he is a handsome uncle, which is also very eye-catching...

"I just took a look." Luo Qiu replied subconsciously.

The boss, like the maid clerk, both brought a kind of mystery to Luo Qiu.

At this time, the boss smiled slightly, walked to the front of the display cabinet, and gently lifted the glass container out.

He looked at Luo Qiu and said, "This 'Crimson Moon' is something that only a tribe living in the ancient Latin American continent would have. Once the tribe's tribe has unbearable sadness or anger, Or when they are in joy, the eyeballs will change into this beautiful crimson. And, under the night moon, they will release a wonderful brilliance. Of course, this tribe has become extinct... extinct because of these beautiful eyeballs. This may be the only 'Crimson Moon' handed down in the world."

Is this an eyeball

Luo Qiu was stunned for a moment, feeling that he was listening to a very nonsense story, and what was even more nonsense was that he had listened to it all.

But feeling that the boss's appearance was a bit special, Luo Qiu asked instead: "Since it's such a precious thing, how much do you plan to sell, boss?"

The boss smiled lightly and said: "This requires you, the customer, to set the price yourself. Because this is a buyer's club... So, if you want to get this pair of 'Crimson Moon', please bring out what the customer thinks is suitable. In addition , we do not accept any form of currency."

So... this is a strange shop of Shenjingbing opened by the owner of Shenjingbing

"Don't you like it?"

The boss didn't seem to be disappointed either, he put the things away, and enthusiastically pulled Luo Qiu to sit down again, "Then let's talk about what you want to buy, customer."

"What do you want to buy..." Luo Qiu said with a smile, "I don't even know what is sold here."

Shaking his head, Luo Qiu stood up and said: "I'm sorry, I don't think I have anything to buy... Of course, this store is very special, I should come to visit again if I have time."

"You can buy anything, as long as you want, you can buy anything... Of course, you need the customer to pay enough. So... what do you want the customer to do?"

The boss just sat quietly like this, looking at Luo Qiu silently with extraordinary confidence and a smile.

Today seems less boring than usual.

Luo Qiu looked into the eyes of the boss, and lost his mind for a while.

What exactly do you want

Luo Qiu thought about this question subconsciously... The surroundings became quiet, so quiet that Luo Qiu felt at ease.

Here... It's like becoming another world, you can see the pedestrians outside... But the pedestrians outside seem to never notice its existence.

Just watching alone, watching, watching...

"This place... I want, this place."

Luo Qiu slowly expressed his thoughts at this time.

Of course, in just a moment, he seemed to wake up, and felt that everything here was unimaginable, and he broke out in a cold sweat suddenly.

The boss's expression suddenly became weird, it seemed to be joy, it seemed to be anticipation, but what's more... urgent.

"Dear guest, one of the rules of the 'Trafford Buyers Club', when you say what you want, then the transaction enters the process. If you don't say what you want to pay, then it will be up to me to set the price. So... as you wish. I will sell you the 'Trafford Buyers Club' for your freedom in exchange..."

The world seemed to be completely turned upside down, surrounded by darkness.

In front of Luo Qiu, an ancient parchment scroll slowly unfolded. He couldn't even see the words on the parchment scroll clearly, but he saw his name gradually appearing on it.

Then, it was burning.

Burns fast.

Darkness swallowed him.

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