Chapter 31 Re-entry
“This…”
Karl frowned.
Anyone can sell it to anyone, but he doesn’t think Kingsley can afford the price.
“Ewinnie’s birthday is coming soon, and I plan to buy it as a birthday gift for Ewinnie.”
Kingsley said:
"Three pounds, how about it?"
Ewinnie?
The figure of a girl passed by in his mind, making Karl hesitate. Then he sighed helplessly and nodded slowly:
"Okay."
"Klan." Kingsley was overjoyed. He turned his head and looked at the old man, Cran. He shook his body and said in a coquettish voice:
"Will you help me out?"
"Okay." Lan grinned:
"I'll pay."
Three pounds is not much to him.
Old Nick looked at this scene and shook his head slightly.
The value of that hairpin is definitely more than just three pounds. Three gold coins are considered cheap. This woman is so smart. She got such a big benefit without even spending a penny.
But he believed that Karl also knew the true value of the hairpin.
Three pounds,
not worth the trip.
After paying the money, Kingsley's attitude immediately became much colder, he said a few words and left.
“Dear, shall we go to your home or a hotel?”
“A hotel?”
“Let’s go have a meal first.”
“ Of course!”
The two of them discussed the next itinerary as if there was no one around, and their figures gradually moved away.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Karl was speechless. The passion in their relationship was just because of the hairpin.
“Sorry.”
Turn around and look at Old Neil:
“I actually have one more thing here.”
After saying that, he took out an jade bracelet and put it on the table, which also made the somewhat disappointed Old Neil's eyes light up.
When we left Buddy Store, the sky had begun to get dark.
Karl touched the heavy money bag, turned and walked into a dark alley. When he came out, his appearance had changed drastically.
The black cloak wraps the body tightly, the facial features are hidden deep in the hood, and the whole body exudes the aura that no strangers should enter.
"The fragments of the divine domain... are so convenient."
After glancing at Buddy's and muttering something under his breath, he turned around and walked into another consignment store.
“Friend.”
Gary, who was greeting the guests, saw Karl walking in. His eyes lit up and he hurriedly came over:
“You’re here.”< br>
“Yeah.”
Karl nodded with a cold voice:
"As always, just look at the goods and sell them if the price is right."
"Yes, yes." Gary rubbed his hands together with a look of anticipation:
"Friend, you always bring good things. I don't know what it will be this time. I'm looking forward to it."
"Or jewelry." Karl sat down and took out a necklace from his arms. , placed on the table:
"Look."
This is a necklace with dozens of gemstones connected in series. Each gemstone shines with dazzling light. The overall design of the necklace is simple and elegant, and the chain shape is smooth. , perfectly matched.
If the quality of the gemstones above were not so poor, it could almost be regarded as a beautiful and unique treasure.
“Good stuff!”
Gary’s eyes were shining, and he held the necklace and stroked it carefully:
"Unfortunately, the quality of the gems is average, but even so, it is still an excellent work of art."
"Well..."
"Twenty gold coins!"
Um?
Under the hood, Karl raised his eyebrows slightly.
Not because the price was too low, but because it was too high, even beyond his estimated psychological price.
It is difficult to sell small jewelry at high prices, especially if the quality is not high.
A few gold coins are more common.
His psychological price is ten gold coins.
“Twenty gold coins?”
"Not bad." Gary explained:
"The price is not cheap anymore. If you are not satisfied, I can only say that I am sorry."
As he said that, he put the necklace on on the table.
“No.”
Karl said with a smile:
"I'm very satisfied, just twenty gold coins."
Sending Carl off, Gary waved his arms fiercely, then put away the necklace and hurried to the backyard.
…………
“Rings, earrings, necklaces.”
The youngest son of the Foster family, Bray Foster, was lying on the soft chair, Playing with the necklace in his hand. His eyes flickered and he asked:
“Is this a set?”
“It’s a set!”
Gary nodded heavily:
“These three pieces of jewelry are used. It’s topaz, cut in the same way, and the topaz used in earrings is of the highest quality.”
"The most expensive single piece is the necklace, which costs twenty gold coins. The cheapest one can be sold as a set is a hundred pieces."
Although the rings and earrings are in pairs, they are relatively small and the starting price is Not high, the two items combined are not as much as the price of a necklace.
Every time you enter and exit this time, the income will be multiple times.
“Interesting.”
Bray Foster narrowed his eyes:
"The price of complete sets of jewelry is higher. As long as a normal person will not know, why are they sold separately?"
"And they are not sold in one place."
Foss Tejia's properties are spread throughout the city, and there is more than one consignment house, and they also have business relationships with other consignment houses.
These three pieces of jewelry were accidentally discovered by the people below. The items collected from different stores turned out to be the same set.
"This..." Gary hesitated and said:
"Could it be stolen goods?"
A set of jewelry was sold in batches and in different stores, and it was hidden behind the scenes, so it was obviously not visible to the public.
“Maybe.”
Bray dropped the necklace in his hand and waved to Gary to come closer:
“Next time he comes, remember to say hello. ”
"..." Gaili's expression changed slightly, and then he nodded:
"Yes."
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Karl didn't know that by hiding his identity and selling goods, he would inadvertently attract the attention of others.
As for the set of jewelry...
When he received it, he bought it in batches. When he sold it, he didn't know that it would be a set.
At this time, he came to the Black City again after a few days.
“There are fewer and fewer people.”
Walking into Laka Market, looking at the sparse flow of people, Karl shook his head slightly and came to Aya's stall.
Huh?
The unfamiliar stall owner made him frown slightly.
Aya is not here.
"Friends."
When the stall owner saw someone stopping, he immediately greeted him warmly:
"What do you need? The price is easy to tell."
Karl glanced at the goods on the stall and spoke slowly: "The former stall owner No more business?”< br>
"Well..." The smile on the stall owner's face faded, and he looked at Karl up and down:
"As you know, it's normal for a lot of people to die in the black city, and the stall changed owners. It’s even more common.”
"Yes."
Karl nodded and moved forward.
As the other party said, it is not uncommon for people to die in the Black City. Aya's body skills are relatively flexible. After all, she is an ordinary person, and it is normal for her to die.
“Huh?”
Seeing that Karl was about to leave, the stall owner hurriedly stood up and stopped him:
"My friend is really impatient. I didn't say she was dead!"
"You are looking for Aya, right? I know where she is. Come with me and wait for me to pack my things."< br>
Karl stopped, watched the other party pack the things in the stall, thought for a moment, and followed up.
“Tell me, what’s good about Ayana girl? I also sell the things she sells here.”
The stall owner carried the package and said as he walked:
"Friends, you really don't want to consider me? The price can be discussed, and if the quantity is large, there will be discounts."
"How far is it?" Karl did not respond, just looked up at the sky.
The sky is dark.
The two of them had also left the market and came to an uninhabited ruins.
“Soon.”
The stall owner quickened his pace:
“It’s right in front.”
“Da…”
Karl stopped:
“It’s right here. .”
He lifted up his cloak, revealing the broadsword on his back:
"Since you have led me out, there is no need to hide. Come out."
(End of this chapter)