Chapter 25 Oakenley
Hogan City, City Square.
The annual trading day of Hogan City is held in the city square in the middle of the Awakening month.
The specific time is from the 14th to the 16th of the Awakening Month, a total of three days.
Today is the first day of the trading day.
After leaving Pierre's Grocery Store, Gothe immediately came here with all his wealth.
The city square occupies a large area and is a wide green brick square. Now it is full of people.
Some of these people are civilians, some are small traders, some are children of down-and-out families, and some are servants of noble lords.
Now, these people with different identities, like vendors, have set up small stalls around the city square.
The things for sale were all kinds of strange, including everything. Gothe even saw someone selling a few strange-shaped stones picked up from the river.
In front of these various stalls, one or two people would come up to take a look or ask a few questions from time to time, but there were still very few people who could make a deal on the spot.
Seeing this situation, Gothe couldn't help but take a deep breath.
He came here for only one purpose: to pick up missing treasures!
If you want to improve your strength, in addition to strengthening yourself, using foreign objects is also a method.
However, Gaode's current savings do not support him to purchase foreign objects that can strengthen his own strength from formal channels, and he can only take a lucky shot.
Of course, in a small place like Hogan City, without certain channels and influence, there is a high probability that even if you have money, you won't be able to buy any magical artifacts.
Not compared to big cities, in Hogan City, magic alchemy creations are absolutely rare items!
Gothe thought so in his heart, and without stopping, he reached the middle of the square.
It was already a little dark at this time, but there were magic crystal lanterns set up in the square, which were already on and brightly lit.
Moreover, as the magic crystal lanterns came on, the number of people in the square began to increase, and even the number of people setting up stalls increased a little. They should be "employees" who had just "get off work" in the city.
Gothe, like everyone else, walked slowly along the square, looking at each stall one by one, trying to find some good treasures.
Among so many people in the square, he was definitely not the first one to have this idea, nor was he the only one.
It’s just obvious that things like picking up leaks do exist, and there are definitely stories of some little guy receiving a great item at a street stall and making a fortune.
But the premise is that you have enough luck and vision. Most people usually get nothing.
Gaode, however, did not have such luck.
He walked around many stalls, but still didn't see any "suspicious" items. They were mostly daily necessities such as clay pots and iron swords.
Until a stall surrounded by more than ten people at the same time attracted him.
After walking around for so long, this is the first time Gaode has seen such a lively stall.
What good stuff are you selling?
Gaode couldn't help but come over.
The owner of the stall is a young man, wearing a robe that is slightly worn but can still be seen to be made of fine materials. However, the originally complex and exquisite patterns on the robe have been worn away and blurred.
There is a high probability that he is a child of a small family whose family is in decline.
Gaode made a judgment immediately, and then glanced at the goods placed on the stall in front of the young man.
Some fine handmade hangings, a few old books and some shabby small objects with traces of time.
The reason why everyone was watching was because someone took a fancy to one of the strange rusty copper objects that looked like ivory.
"10 gold coins, any less will not be sold!" the young stall owner said loudly. He picked up the ivory-like copper object, pointed to the mark in the upper right corner and said: "Did you see this mark? This is the mark of the Oakenley Chamber of Commerce!"
Gothe had never heard of the so-called Oakenley Chamber of Commerce, but he still looked at the mark subconsciously.
It was a six-pointed star, and in the middle of the six-pointed star was a mysterious pictographic symbol.
It's just like the pattern on the young stall owner's robe. Due to the wear and tear of time, it has been blurred and the specific appearance cannot be clearly seen.
"Do you know the Oakenley Chamber of Commerce? It is the most famous magic alchemy and creation chamber of commerce in the continent. Their magic alchemy products sell well all over the continent. The supply exceeds the demand. Without certain connections, you can't even buy it if you have money!"
Young Tan The owner continued to boast: "Since my baby has this mark, it is enough to prove that it is a magic alchemy creation of the Oakenley Chamber of Commerce."
The young stall owner's plausible "magic alchemy creation" attracted more people's attention attention.
Mage is synonymous with power. Things related to magic are undoubtedly absolute treasures. They are mysterious and powerful. How can they not attract attention?
The person who took a fancy to this copper object was a middle-aged fat man.
He was not fooled by the young stall owner's words, and slowly interrupted the young man's boasting: "First of all, this mark has been blurred. With the current appearance, it is impossible to prove that this must be the mark of the Oakenley Chamber of Commerce."
“Secondly, even if this is the mark of the Oakenley Chamber of Commerce, it cannot prove anything.”
“There are many black-hearted businessmen who forge their marks across the continent. In a place like Hogan City, The possibility of a product coming from Oakenley Chamber of Commerce is not high. I don’t believe it anyway.”
“Finally,” the middle-aged fat man curled his lips and said, “This thing can’t be called magic alchemy. It is a creation that obviously does not have any magic power fluctuations. Either it is damaged and the magic power is lost, or it is not a magic item itself."
The young stall owner did not have his hide pierced by the middle-aged fat man. Embarrassed, he still said plausibly: "It's just a loss of magical power, but it itself is an amazing magic item."
"You just need to take it to a big city, find a repair craftsman to repair it, and then resell it. It will definitely not be a problem to sell it for sixty or seventy Xion gold coins."
"If I hadn't done it for emergencies, I would have I won’t take it out and sell it!”
The middle-aged man was obviously a knowledgeable person. He pointed at the mark on the copper object and said: “Boy, don’t think I don’t understand. I can see the wear marks. , I think it has been damaged for ten or twenty years, and it is hard to say whether it can be repaired."
"Even if it can be repaired, the repair cost will definitely be high for this level of wear and tear, and it can be restored after repair. It’s still unknown how much power it has.”
“I paid a high price for it, and even traveled all the way to the big city to find skilled repair craftsmen, so I could gamble on a perfect repair. Do you think I’m being taken advantage of? .”
"There is such a cheap good thing, why don't you do it yourself?" the fat man said with a smile, his tone was sarcastic but not sarcastic.
The people surrounding him laughed happily.
The young stall owner blushed, "How much do you think you can offer?"
"Two Sean gold coins." The fat man held out two fingers.
“How is it possible? This material alone is worth two Sean gold coins!” The young stall owner was obviously unconvinced.
"That was when it was first made. Now it's worn out, so the materials are naturally worthless." The fat man told the truth.
“If you don’t want to sell, you can go elsewhere if you want to take advantage. I don’t welcome you here!”
First the young stall owner was squeezed out by the fat man, and now he was brutally slashed at the price. In addition, I felt dissatisfied, so I simply got angry and started chasing customers away.
“Young people are full of energy,” the fat man said without any hurry, squinting his eyes and smiling: “It’s okay, I’ll just leave. Just see if there’s anyone willing to pay for it. I’ll pay you back on the last day. It will come. If you still haven't sold it and figured it out, my offer will still be valid."
"I won't sell it to you even if it's ruined in my hands!" the young stall owner said angrily. .
The fat man shook his head and left with a smile.
As soon as the excitement died down, the people gathered around gradually dispersed.
To be honest, the things on the young stall owner’s stall are not very attractive.
There is no excitement to see, so naturally everyone has no interest in staying any longer.
(End of this chapter)