Wonderland Wholesaler

Chapter 31 Going to the Black Market
On the second day, he went to the cultivation market to take a look at Zhu Dalong. The sales of the Jingshen Pill had entered a period of sluggishness, and hadn't been as popular as it started.

This is completely understandable, good things also need constant publicity, especially in this era of major cultivation, there are too many things that people need to pay attention to, and if you don’t remind them, they will forget that there is such a thing.

Simply tell Dalong to sell in a limited amount, one hundred a day, so that he can persist until the end of the death test, and it won't suddenly run out of stock and lose this small group of customers.

After the matter of the street stall was settled, he called the sour scholar Lu Bugui, and promised this buddy to see the black market auction. How could he forget.

Lu Bufu didn't expect that he still remembered this matter, and it was a complete surprise when he received Zhu Sheng's call.

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Fire Country, Yanhuang city center, a dark red suspension sports car, the body is made of a whole piece of flame crystal, galloping like a red dragon, mighty and domineering, the chassis is made of century-old cold iron, which not only strengthens the body The stability ensures the safety of the driver.

Obviously, this is a global limited-edition comprehension suspension sports car "Red Dragon" completely driven by spiritual power, which is not only environmentally friendly, but also does not need to be refueled and charged. One-time purchase can be used for a lifetime.

On the sports car, Zhu Sheng was driving the car that his father gave him as a gift on his 14th birthday.

Lu Buxu looked at him curiously.

"Sour scholar, what do you see me doing? I'm not interested in you."

Ha ha!

"Dasheng, I didn't mean you. With your family's financial resources and status, why do you bother to set up a stall by yourself and buy a carving knife? Wouldn't it be better to be as carefree as before?" Looking at Yanhuang City, the center of the Fire Country.

"cut!"

"Sour scholar, why do I feel that there is something in your words!" He found that today's sour scholar is a bit abnormal.

"Who stipulates that if a father is a good son, he must enjoy the good fortune. I make money by myself. I spend it happily and comfortably." Zhu Sheng had a stinking face.

"Isn't it comfortable? I raised my hand and bought a flower shop for 5000 million yuan. It's both comfortable and big." Lu Fufei's intelligence ability is really reliable, and he lost his temper when he said a word.

"Okay, okay, you are reasonable! My second brother Lu." He was stubborn but just played a rogue.

"You boy! You can't be more mature."

"Second brother, I'm only 16 years old, how mature do you want me to be?"

"Good! Good! Good! I can't rely on you, Zhu Dasheng. I'm just telling you that this world is already hanging on a hair, and a sigh may cause unimaginable consequences. Since you choose to take the big road, then Don't offend people casually, after all, you are not an ordinary person." Lu Bugui expressed his thoughts and worried about him.

He was silent.

I really haven't thought about this aspect, Lu Bugui is right, he doesn't care until his identity is revealed, anyway, no one knows him, so he can do whatever he wants.

Now that his identity has been exposed, the news has spread so quickly, and Lu Bufei knows it, so those who are interested will naturally receive the news soon, and I am afraid that they will have to keep a low profile in everything they do in the future.

But well!
"Ouch!"

"What kind of wind is blowing today! Why are you a sour scholar so afraid of trouble?"

"Snapped!"

Lu Bugui slapped the folding fan in his hand, he glanced at him with a handsome face, and said, "It's not timidity, it's maturity."

"I said great victory, but I still don't understand. You don't enjoy the superior life at home, come to this poor place to cultivate your self-cultivation, set up a street stall, and say that you won't embarrass your old man!"

Zhu Sheng quickly shook his head and replied: "Who are you to lose? The old man also started from scratch. I am inheriting his glorious tradition. Not only will he not scold me and clean me up like this, but he will also reward me. Dare to take out 5000 million as pocket money casually! If it weren't for this relationship, I won't break my legs when I go back."

As a person who is motivated to become a profiteer, Zhu Sheng can only believe half of what he says, and the other half may be discounted.

"No wonder." Lu Buxu suddenly realized.

"Your old boy is usually reluctant to add an egg to the pancakes. The spirit stone for writing the love letter was paid by the brothers for you. Speaking of this, I am angry. You are returning the spirit stone to us now. I heard that you Do business with spirit stones packed in sacks, hurry up and prepare a sack for your brother, I need it urgently." Lu Bujiao said that there was something serious about it, and teased Zhu Sheng.

"Okay, okay, I'll prepare two sacks for you!" The two chatted happily.

The elegant and domineering "Red Dragon" sports car is galloping on the spacious highway, and the tall buildings around are colorful and brand new. Looking up, you can see a clean and tidy blue sky that you have never seen before.

This is the elegance of this era, without the hustle and bustle, the city of Yanhuang, the central city of the Fire Kingdom, is like a young girl, everything is so full of vigor and hope.

"Da Sheng, how far is the black market?" Lu Bufu seemed a little anxious. To him, the black market is very mysterious and contains endless treasures, but not everyone can enter the black market. I don't know where to go.

Therefore, for Lu Buxuan, who is deeply curious about classical comprehension literature, the black market is his paradise.

"Hurry up, hurry up, what's the rush." ​​Appreciating the surrounding scenery, Lu Bujia said every sentence.

Not long after, the two came to the commercial street in the city center.

In the world of feasting and feasting, colorful and colorful, there is an endless stream of pedestrians, and the people watching are dizzying.

Zhu Sheng brought Lu Buxuan to a bar. The dirty facade hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and several mature girls with heavy make-up twisted their shriveled bodies to attract customers.

Hell Bar, just by the name is a third-rate bar.

"Dasheng, you've come to the wrong place!"

Lu Buxu doesn't understand, isn't he going to the black market?Why come to the bar, this place doesn't look like a good place.

Zhu Sheng's head was full of black lines, "Lu is not fake, I can still sell you, hurry up."

Stepping into the bar, deafening music resounds in the small space, and a smell full of gunpowder and alcohol hits.

There are hundreds of third-rate bars like this in the city center at least, and the arrival of the two did not attract attention.

Zhu Sheng didn't stop, walked across the dance floor and came to the back door, only to find that the back door was locked.

I looked around to make sure there was no one around, and reached out my hand to knock on it rhythmically a few times. After a while, the small window of the back door opened, but no one appeared.

Without opening his mouth, Zhu Sheng took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, which seemed to be about five thousand, and stuffed them in.

"Da Sheng, you..." Lu Bujiao was still curious just now, but when Zhu Sheng handed over the money, his face instantly turned pale.

(End of this chapter)