Beauty CEO's Personal Soldier King

While they were talking, Lin Jue pointed at the restaurant not far away and said.    

    

Lee Muxue saw this building from an elevator.    

    

If the entire Ghost Market was like a huge market, then the luxury of that restaurant was equivalent to the Seven Stars Hotel outside.    

    

It was out of place, but it also made people not feel out of place, as if it was supposed to be there.    

    

The existence of this building filled Lee Muxue with curiosity. The entire restaurant had an ancient style. The whole building was built from some kind of wood. From the outside, one could see the red and green lights inside.    

    

"This place... It can't be a brothel, right?" Lee Muxue looked at Lin Jue strangely. This was the first thought that came to Lee Muxue's mind when she got closer.    

    

"Uh... It also provides this kind of service inside!" Lin Jue touched his nose and said honestly.    

    

Lee Muxue rolled her eyes at Lin Jue, but she also knew that this restaurant was out of place, but it was the place they must go. Lee Muxue understood this point.    

    

As soon as they entered the restaurant, other than a few "cool" dressed girls surrounding different people, the rest were also very normal.    

    

The first floor was a huge hall. There was no so-called private room, and it looked more like a square. It could accommodate about a few hundred people, and the most people in the square were the people who set up the stalls.    

    

However, unlike the people outside, the people who set up the stalls here had very cold attitudes. Some of them even sat cross-legged on the ground and did not even look at the people who stopped at the stalls.    

    

In every stall, other than the things they wanted to sell, On the other hand, there were two signs, one big and one small. On the big sign, there were clearly many names that Lee Muxue did not recognize. The small one was the size of a palm and the number was marked on it.    

    

"Could it be that this is..." Lee Muxue seemed to have guessed something and looked at Lin Jue.    

    

"En!" Lin Jue nodded. "This is the gathering place for martial artists. It can be considered the real Ghost Market!"    

    

"It's just that very few people use money to buy things here."    

    

As he walked, Lin Jue looked at the things on each stall. Different from the things outside, he looked very serious every time he walked past a stall.    

    

"Most of the things here are bartering. The things on the signboard are what the stall owner needs. Only when you have these things will their attitude change towards you. Otherwise, they won't bother with you at all!"    

    

"So that's how it is!" Lee Muxue nodded her head after hearing it. She had a look of vanity and at the same time, her big eyes kept looking at the things on each stall.    

    

In Lin Jue's words, it was the things that were set up in this restaurant. At least 30% of them were real things. Of course, they could come from all kinds of places.    

    

In the outside world, the probability of one in ten thousand was very low. Therefore, it was better to come here than to pick up the leftovers.    

    

Unfortunately, Lee Muxue could still see some of the things outside. But here, she was really confused. Other than some herbivores and plants that she recognized, they might be very rare herbs. She had never heard of anything else.    

    

After making a big profit, Lin Jue had a rough idea in his heart. "There are quite a lot of things, but unfortunately... There seems to be nothing that I can use!"    

    

"Bang!"    

    

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flew out from his sight and landed at the entrance of the restaurant.    

    

"Brat, you're too impudent. You dare to set up a stall without a token?" A few burly men wearing cow head masks walked to the entrance and glared at a child.    

    

"You... you guys... I've already paid a hundred thousand!" Little Hai looked at these people in a sticky manner. His tender voice determined that he was probably only in his teens.    

    

"Set up a stall here. A quarter of an hour for a hundred thousand! There's no time to recharge. Where have you been staying for an hour?!" A trace of anger flashed across the burly man's eyes.    

    

Their mission was to be in charge of the security and order of the first floor of the restaurant. At the same time, they were to give out the stall tokens to supervise.    

    

If there was a situation where they couldn't manage properly, then they would be in trouble. And if they wanted to do this today, then they would have to pay for Little Hai's expenses.    

    

"One hundred thousand yuan for fifteen minutes?"    

    

Lee Muxue looked at Lin Jue in confusion, as if she did not expect the price to be so expensive.    

    

"Those who came here are all martial artists. Don't look at it as exchanging items, but as long as it is a deal, if it is exchanged for money, it will be a huge number. The outside is a big market, so the inside is equivalent to a fine product market. "    

    

" Calling it you, will you give up this business opportunity? " Lin Jue looked at Lee Muxue and said.    

    

Fifteen minutes, about ten minutes. It had to be said that this price was indeed not cheap. And this Ghost Market opened for a full seven days. Many martial artists sold and traded here for seven days at a time. After seven days, they immediately left this place. Throughout the entire process, there were no traces left behind. In a way, this was also a form of protection for oneself.    

    

And in these seven days, many martial artists would not leave the restaurant even if they ate or drank, because the restaurant would provide the safety of the place!    

    

Although this safety was relative, at the very least, it did not need to bear a certain level of risk like outside.    

    

In fact, many times when placed here for seven days, one might not be able to have the luck to exchange for what one wanted. However, it was always a thought. Some of them would take the risk to leave their contact details. Waiting for the other party to contact him when he had something he needed in the future.    

    

However, this method was rarely used by people. Because this way, he would be in danger of exposing his identity at any time. Once he was blackmailed, he could only blame his own bad luck.    

    

"Please, brothers, let me set up a stall inside! I only need a little space, as long as I sell this thing. As long as I sell it, I will immediately pay double the stall fee!" The boy hugged the basketball sized metal lump tightly in his arms and begged.    

    

"Double the price?" The big man sneered and shook his head. "Only the metal lump in your arms? Don't joke with me, little brat. That is just a mixed hundred year old cold iron. This kind of mixed cold iron that has a 95% chance of reaching 95% might as well be sold for junk. There's no value in refining it at all!"    

    

"Seeing how young you are, I'll let it go this time. If there's a next time, don't blame me for being impolite! "    

    

After saying that, the big man turned around and left. However, there were two big men standing at the door, preventing the boy from entering and causing trouble.    

    

Although this kind of thing was rarely seen, it had been a lot over the years.    

    

Everyone thought that the treasure in their hands could be sold for a good price or exchange for what they wanted.    

    

But if there were so many treasures, then everyone would be rich.    

    

Seeing the helpless look of the little boy, Lee Muxue could not help but look at Lin Jue, "What is the cold iron?"    

    

"Using a scientific method to answer it, it means that a cold iron is a type of meteorite, but after a meteorite falls, what about? It might not be anywhere. Only when the meteorite falls into the deep sea or the land of extreme cold will it have a certain possibility of evolving into a cold iron. The radioactive nature of the meteorite absorbed the cold environment and finally changed its nature. It causes a qualitative change. "    

    

"However, not to mention how small the probability of this happening is, even if it lands in such a position, It might not be possible for it to evolve into a cold iron. This is just like how ordinary people have A type B blood type, but a cold iron is equivalent to RH negative blood type. This kind of panda blood that only one in ten thousand can be born!"    

    

"Even if there is a chance, the radioactivity of the meteorite will still need a very long time. Only then will it be able to gradually absorb the cold current and turn it into a cold iron. Normally, the fastest would take at least a hundred years, so a hundred years is a starting point. But a hundred years was already very hard to come by. To forge weapons, if one could add the size of a finger, That would already be hard to come by."    

    

"So that's how it is!" Lee Muxue heard and nodded, "Then if you put it this way, isn't this child's cold iron very valuable?"    

    

"Yes! If that was the case, then according to the size of the cold iron in his arms, That's right!" Lin Jue shook his head. "Unfortunately, there are too many impurities in this cold iron. Just like what Ox-Head said, what kind of concept is 95% of the impurities? There's no need for me to say more."    

    

"It took a lot of effort to extract it, but it's not even worth as much as his salary! It's not even worth it to start with..."    

    

"But..." After Lee Muxue heard Lin Jue's words, she hesitated a little more when she wanted to take a step forward. "But this child looks so pitiful!"    

    

Looking at Lee Muxue's eyes, Lin Jue's face stiffened. Looking at the child and then looking at Lee Muxue, Lin Jue sighed and walked forward.    

    

Even if this scrap metal was an idiot martial artist, no one would buy it. How could he help?    

    

Help him continue setting up his stall?    

    

Don't joke around. A quarter of an hour's fee of 100,000, an hour's fee of 400,000. A day's worth of 24 hours would be 9.6 million yuan, which was close to 10 million yuan! Seven days in a row... Not to mention seven days, even if it was seven years, It was impossible for someone to buy it.    

    

But looking at Lee Muxue's appearance, Lin Jue could not say anything else. Helpless, he could only come forward to be a sucker!    

    

"Hey, little devil..." Lin Jue looked at the little boy. "This hundred-year-old cold iron of yours... how much is it for!?"    

    

Looking at it from a close distance, the rusty metal lump made Lin Jue shake his head. 95%, it was all said to be higher, with the intention of gambling on the iron ball center.    

    

In Lin Jue's eyes, it was practically a piece of scrap metal, the kind that was directly thrown to the waste station.    

    

One must know that the reason why the cold iron was so precious was because of the weapon that added the cold iron. Once the forging was successful, it could guarantee a hundred years of immortality, and it could guarantee the speed and edge of the weapon as much as possible. It was precisely because of this that many martial artists chased after this thing...