Super Golden Eye

The stall in front of Faang Yang was very small. There were scattered items on a tattered cloth. There were pots and pans, and there was also a ball that was called a cuju ball in ancient times. Instead of saying that this stall was a place to sell antiques, it would be more accurate to say that this stall was a place to sell antiques. It was better to say that it was a stall that sold second-hand goods.    

The stall owner was about the same age as Faang Yang. It was just that his clothes were full of patches and he was wearing a tattered cloth scarf. His long hair was sticky and scattered on both sides. His dark skin looked a little aged.    

Faang Yang had attracted the attention of most people ever since he walked into the Ten Mile Shop. His slow pace and sharp eyes, in the eyes of many old stall owners, only experts would have this kind of imposing manner.    

Just as they were thinking about which treasure to take out to get Faang Yang's attention, Faang Yang stopped in a corner. Looking at the stall, many old stall owners revealed looks of disdain.    

"I thought that there was some kind of discerning eye. What's so good about Wang Cuozi's stall? It's just a pile of scrap metal."    

"Hey, Old Zhou, you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour. Who was the one who couldn't wait to take out their belongings just now?"    

"Old Qian, don't call a b * tch a chicken. What are you holding in your hand that you think I don't know?"    

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Because of Faang Yang's stop, many stall owners beat their chests and stomped their feet. At the same time, they lost interest in Faang Yang and continued to shout and sell to the people who passed by. It was very lively.    

The stall owner called Wang Cuozi was sitting cross-legged on the ground before Faang Yang arrived. He was digging at his feet. When the mocking words around him fell, he looked directly at Faang Yang and asked, "You want to buy this bronze mirror? Do you have money?"    

As soon as Wang Cuozi's words fell, the stall owners who were close to him all revealed looks of disdain. They wondered in their hearts if Wang Cuozi had not opened his shop for too long and had even forgotten how to greet people.    

Upon being asked by Wang Cuozi, Faang Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled. He said, "Name a price. If I find it appropriate, I will buy it."    

Wang Cuozi smacked his lips and said, "I won't offer much. Give me 100,000. Take this copper mirror with you."    

"One hundred thousand? Wang Cuozi, are you crazy about money? You want a hundred thousand for such a broken mirror? "    

" Brother, I have a bronze mirror with better workmanship and an even older bronze mirror. I only want twenty thousand yuan! "    

"I say, brother, are you interested in that model? If it is, then it will be easy. I know a gold-plated one. As long as I tell him the design of the copper mirror, he will be able to get eight or ten of them for you. I don't count as much, do you think ten thousand is enough? It's fine even if it's not eight thousand!"    

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When the stall owners around Wang Cuozi saw that Faang Yang was really thinking about it, they surrounded him one by one. If there were any goods in stock, they would be able to stock up.    

Faang Yang did not pay any attention to them. They walked from the street to the end of the street, and along the way, there were some scammers. Most of the items didn't have any spiritual energy, and at most, they only had a bit of spiritual energy. However, it was really useless for the current Faang Yang.    

Even the half of the Low Grade Spirit Stone that Wang Qiang gave him that night was not enough to match Faang Yang's needs for one night of cultivation. Logically speaking, one Middle Grade Spirit Stone could nurture a Profound Rank Expert. Comparatively speaking, the richness of the Low Grade Spirit Stone's spirit energy should not be so useless. In the end, Faang Yang could only remember it on the Golden Eye's head. The consumption of spiritual energy for the Golden Eye was really considerable.    

Wang Cuozi's stall was relatively inconspicuous. Not to mention the pots and pans that did not have any spiritual energy. Just the appearance alone was annoying. However, it was the copper mirror hidden between the old pots and pans. The spiritual energy contained within was no less than a Low Grade Spirit Stone.    

This Low Grade Spirit Stone was worth more than a hundred thousand!    

The reason why Faang Yang appeared to be tempted and hesitant was naturally because he wanted to ask for a price.    

"A hundred thousand is too expensive. I'll pay fifty thousand for this copper mirror at most."    

Even though Faang Yang had cut down half of the price, fifty thousand was the maximum price for a broken bronze mirror. Everyone had expressions of disbelief. Wang Cuozi wanted to jump up and make a decision.    

One hundred thousand was a price that Wang Cuozi had shouted randomly. His creed for setting up a stall was: If you don't pretend to be unfathomable and unfathomable, you won't meet two idiots.    

In his eyes, the appearance of Faang Yang was that two idiots.    

However, just as Wang Cuozi couldn't hold himself back and wanted to make a decision, an inharmonious voice rang out.    

"How can fifty thousand dollars of good stuff be enough? I will just spend 100,000 yuan. Is the stall owner willing to sell it?"    

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd burst into an uproar.    

Normally, there wouldn't be so many idiots. Why did two of them come today? This Wang Cuozi's luck was really too good! Numerous stall owners gathered around, cursing Wang Cuozi's luck in their hearts. At the same time, they were also wondering if it was because of this person's appearance. A bidding war was about to break out.    

The person who came was a big bald man with a large belly and fashionable black-rimmed glasses. He wore a white suit and a flashy pink shirt.    

Faang Yang knew this person. He was Casino Owner from White Lepironia Nightclub. Faang Yang had gotten two billion from him.    

It was inevitable for old acquaintances to have some small talk when they met, but something he had his eyes on had been interrupted. Naturally, Faang Yang was unhappy in his heart. Casino Owner, on the other hand, greeted Faang Yang with a smile and said, "Mr. Faang, we meet again."    

Faang Yang glanced at Casino Owner and said with a faint smile, "Since you like this thing, I don't want it."    

After saying that, Faang Yang turned around and did not even have the mood to fight.    

Seeing that Faang Yang was about to leave, Casino Owner suddenly became anxious. He gave his subordinate a look and chased after Faang Yang. "Mr. Faang, wait, wait..."    

Hearing this, Faang Yang turned around and looked at Casino Owner with a frown. He asked, "Is there anything else?"    

Casino Owner came closer to Faang Yang. Perhaps it was because he had lived a comfortable life for many years and did not exercise much. The speed of these few steps made him pant heavily. After a while, he said, "Mr. Faang, why are you in such a hurry to leave? I haven't given you this greeting gift yet."    

"Meeting gift?" Faang Yang raised his eyebrows. He saw Casino Owner's subordinate take the bronze mirror from Wang Cuozi and walk over.    

Casino Owner took the bronze mirror from his subordinate and handed it to Faang Yang with both hands. He said with a smile, "Mr. Faang, my subordinate did not recognize Mount Tai when he came to the casino last time and offended you. This bronze mirror is a gift of apology and also a greeting gift. We will be friends from now on."    

Faang Yang looked at Casino Owner and suddenly smiled. He asked, "Friends?"    

Casino Owner nodded his head heavily and handed the copper mirror to Faang Yang. He said, "If Mr. Faang still thinks highly of me, take this copper mirror. In the future, if you need anything in East Sea City, feel free to look for me. I dare not say that I can cover the sky with one hand. I can even help with some trivial matters. "    

What kind of rhythm was this?    

The many stall owners watched as Casino Owner spent 100,000 yuan to buy a broken bronze mirror and then gave it to Faang Yang. Was he taking off his pants and farting? The other party could buy it for fifty thousand yuan!    

Faang Yang was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he reached out his hand to take the bronze mirror. He held it in his hand and rubbed it. Then, he said, "Alright! Then I'll make a friend of yours."