At 1:30 a.m., a crescent moon hangs high in the sky.

The Panjiayuan shrouded in night, and occasionally the barking of cats and dogs came out.

“Tu tu tu tu…”

The sudden knock on the door broke the silence.

After a moment, with the sound of the store door opening, a vulgar face appeared in front of Song Che.

“Come in first.”

Old Gui Feng whispered quickly and moved away.

After he welcomed Song Che and others in, he looked around and confirmed that no one was lurking around, so he brought the door.

"It's like a spy contact." Geng Weihua said angrily.

"Be careful. The investigation has been strictly investigated recently. If someone is targeted, Mr. Geng, you will have to make trouble." Manager Feng said with a smile.

"Have you received the message?" Song Che asked directly.

"Not yet, it will probably take a while before the organizer will send the address." Zhangji Feng said: "Anyway, Professor Ku and I have jointly made a guarantee for you. You can feel at ease when we go there, but remember, the identity I registered for you is a wealthy businessman, a Feng Shui master, and others are assistants."

After saying that, Manager Feng glanced at Song Che: "As for handsome guy, if you directly prove that you are a doctor, it will easily cause those people to be suspicious."

His meaning is not that the doctor's identity is shameful, but that he cannot stand 'ghost'!

The most taboo thing in this kind of ghost market that is wandering on the edge of the law is customers with legitimate careers.

People will definitely doubt a doctor's intention to sneak into the ghost market without sleeping at night.

"You said that, it seems like Master Di and I are so inappropriate." Geng Weihua snorted.

"That's not, it's just that the most common people in the ghost market are people with your identities." Feng Laogui explained.

Di Tianhou said curiously: "In such occasions, there are many Feng Shui masters?"

"Not much, but I can't say it's too little." Zhang Guest Feng said: "After all, many Feng Shui masters like to collect some special things, and these things are more evil."

His so-called evil nature is, according to Song Che's understanding, that the magnetic field force is relatively strange.

As we all know, the tombs of many historically powerful people often contain exquisite and bizarre mechanisms.

In addition to violent defense measures such as firing hidden arrows and falling rolling stones, there are also some attacks such as spiritual realm!

For example, in many tomb robbers, the protagonists will experience illusion, and many of them are caused by the magnetic field force carried by special objects in the tombs that interfere with the mind.

In addition, there must be many treasures containing special energy in the ghost market. They can be used as weapons to pretend to be magical and ghosts when they are taken, and will naturally attract many geniuses to flock to them.

"How many people will be there at that time?" Song Che asked again.

"It's hard to say, there are usually more than a hundred people. If you encounter a rich and expensive product, the number of participants will basically double, and there are many rich and powerful bosses." Manager Feng suddenly smiled bitterly: "It's a coincidence that tonight's ghost market should be the largest period of this year. I estimate that the number of people may exceed 300."

"Why do we always have luck?" Geng Weihua said dissatisfied.

"It's not that you are lucky, but that you are looking for something wrong." Manager Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I don't think that it's almost the end of the New Year. Those people are looking for treasures all year round, so it's easy to make a fortune by the end of the year to celebrate the New Year."

After saying that, Manager Feng’s cell phone rang.

He took out his eyes and looked at the message, and said, "The address has been sent, let's go."

“Where?”

“Agarwood Market.”

...

The agarwood market is a trading market in Panjiayuan.

As the name suggests, this market was originally mainly engaged in agarwood. To this day, all kinds of precious woods can be found in the market.

Geng Weihua is also familiar with this place. He had bought a few wood carvings at the agarwood market before and gave them to his father-in-law.

The group arrived at the agarwood market in the night.

From the outside, it looks pitch black inside.

Manager Feng did not lead everyone to the main entrance, but went around to a small door behind and knocked on the door panel at a rhythm of two long and two short.

After a while, the door creaked open a gap, revealing a young man with a buzz cut and a cigarette in his mouth.

"Brother Yan, don't be fine." Manager Feng grinned at the person inside the door.

Brother Yan glanced at Song Che and others behind Manager Feng, nodded and said, "Let's take a look at the text message."

While taking out the phone, Manager Feng introduced: "These are all the guests we received and are very interested in the market tonight, so he brought them to have fun. Don't worry, they are all my regular customers."

"Anyway, you can just make a guarantee. If something happens, you will take care of it." Brother Yan glanced at the text message, confirmed it, and then gave up his body.

Everyone successfully entered the agarwood market.

It was not until this time that Song Che realized that the market was placed on the open space at the center of the market, and the surrounding area was covered with screens, so that no trace of light could be exposed outside.

"That person was the organizer just now?" Song Che asked in a low voice.

Manager Feng nodded: "There are seven sworn brothers in total, and this is the smallest one. They also opened shops in the market at the beginning, but they were just very dark shops. Later, they joined the funder behind Panjiayuan, were responsible for security management in the market, and usually charged some management fees... You should understand."

I do understand everything.

What management fee?

Isn’t it just a false name for protection fee?

As for these seven security managers, they are actually the boss’s men!

While bullying the market and collecting protection fees, they secretly operated such a trading market, and made immeasurable huge profits!

"Actually, the current trend is pretty good. It used to be so dark." Manager Feng complained: "At the time whenever a store opened here, he had to pay a commission for every transaction. Later, the government cracked down on and rectified the situation, but these seven people were still very cruel. Just try to avoid contact with them."

Song Che's heart moved and asked again: "As you mean, then at this trade fair tonight, wouldn't we sellers and buyers have to charge this group of people for the capita tax?"

"They will not collect from you buyers, after all, there are many powerful and rich people. If you offend these financial owners, it will not only cause trouble, but also easily ruin your reputation." Feng Jiangui said: "They mainly collect taxes from these sellers, but you also know that sellers will definitely pass the cost on the buyers' heads, and the wool will come from the sheep after all."

"It means that if we want to buy things, in addition to you and Professor Ku, we have to add another middleman." Song Che sneered.

Manager Feng smiled awkwardly: "There is no way, the water in this industry is already very deep, but at least you have enjoyed the services of us middlemen."

"After talking for a long time, another middleman, the labor and capital have been here for a long time, but I haven't seen his service. Could it be that he is still lying on the bed of that little lover." Geng Weihua cursed.

"Don't worry, Mr. Geng, I contacted him before departure. He should have been waiting in the main venue."

Manager Feng smiled and led them through the small door left in the screen and into the trade fair.

The scene in front of me is a bit similar to an exhibition. Simple display cabinets are lined up one after another. Some people are shouting and selling in the display cabinet, and some are watching the goods in front of the display cabinet. It is surprisingly lively in the early morning.

As predicted by Manager Feng, there are indeed many people.

At first glance, there were a lot of people, and there were at least one or two hundred people.

Seeing Shang Ke and the others paying attention to the booths from time to time, Manager Feng smiled and said, "Actually, the goods outside are just like this. Although they are rare during the day, they are basically not expensive. They are just joining everyone for fun and looking for something new. And the chances of being aware of the eyes are even greater, and there is nothing to touch. Of course, it is possible to pick up a hole occasionally, but the probability is similar to the lottery. Unless you have extraordinary eyesight and experience and have free time, I don't recommend that you spend your time here."

"Everyone is not stupid. If you really want to find good things, you have to squeeze in there." Manager Feng pointed to the tent surrounded by the display cabinet area.

Undoubtedly, that poncho is the main battlefield of tonight's trade fair!

Many people may have read antique film and television novels, and they often envy the plot of finding bargains, and think that there are many opportunities for finding bargains in the antique market.

But the reality is that everyone is not stupid, especially here, there are also a large number of top antique masters and treasure appraisal experts.

With so many powerful people gathering together, it is almost impossible for fish that miss the net in the product to be missed, so naturally there is no chance to pick up the bargain.

And truly valuable commodities are also recognized by everyone, which in turn will fuel the value of the commodities and will increase the flow of the ship.

And the auction venue in this trade fair is to maximize the benefits of valuable commodities!

"But I'm not qualified to go in there." Manager Feng smiled and said, "Mr. Geng, is the money in your bank card enough for 100 million?"

"It's just a small goal of 100 million." Geng Weihua said with a generous reputation.

"That's fine, please go to the door to check your information." Manager Feng pointed to the work table at the door of the tent, where someone was checking the identity of the guests who were preparing to enter.

As for how to check identity, it is what Manager Feng said: Capital verification!

I saw those staff members taking the bank card handed over to the machine, or directly looking at the mobile banking application opened by the customer. Once the amount is confirmed to be qualified for admission, the staff will bow respectfully to postpone the invitation.

Geng Weihua naturally met the standards and was very casual and 'swipe my card'. When he saw the amount displayed on the machine, the staff immediately invited Geng Weihua as a guest of honor.

Just as Song Che and others were about to enter with this thigh, a staff member suddenly raised his hand to block the way and said, "Sorry, this gentleman can only bring an assistant or friend to the venue."

"How could this happen? There were no such regulations before." Manager Feng questioned.

"This is a rule just formulated. The reason for doing this is mainly because people who do not meet the qualifications will do nothing when they go in," the staff explained.

The subtext is that there is no poor man of 100 million, and he can't afford to buy things when he goes in, so he can stay wherever he is cool.

This time, Geng Weihua and Zhanggui Feng were in trouble.

In addition to them, there were six people including Song Che, Zhu Xie, Shang Ke, Professor Shang, Di Tianhou and Longyuanshan.

The problem is that none of them seem to be able to achieve a small goal of 100 million.

Song Che was not anxious or angry and said lightly: "Does it mean that as long as the remaining six of us can get 300 million, we can all go in?"

The staff nodded and said, "That's right."
To be continued...