C460 Ghost Market(1)
C460 Ghost Market(1)
The taxi driver was also an actor. Although he was secretly delighted, he put on a troubled expression and said with a bitter face.
"If you don't want to, then forget it. I'll go and ask someone else."
Ye Fei was about to leave, but the taxi driver became anxious and quickly stopped Ye Fei. Big brother, don't worry. I didn't say no. Besides, if you were to run around like a headless fly, you might run into the police. You might even end up in the police station. Even if you could find someone else, they might not have my way. Even if they have my way, the boss they know... And not as powerful as the one I know. "
The taxi driver gritted his teeth as he tried to stop Ye Fei. He made a difficult decision and said, "Forget it. I think you're a good man. I like making friends. One percent is one percent. But you can't say anything. If this gets out, if you say I broke the rules, it will be troublesome.
Ye Fei secretly laughed in his heart. This taxi driver was just like Zhao Benshan, a big liar. What kind of bad rules were they talking about? He was the one who was trying to trick him.
Ye Fei was too lazy to talk nonsense. He immediately went back to retrieve the box containing the Bronze Dragon Head and prepared to let the taxi driver let him go to the Antique Market.
According to the information given by Dongfang Xue, Celestial Craftsman was not only hiding near the underground Antique Market in Tianlin City. He was also in charge of the entire Antique Market. It could be said that the people in the entire antique market... They were all his spies. If he hadn't taken the initiative to come out... It would be very difficult to find him.
However, Ye Fei had a way to get Celestial Craftsman to come out on his own. This method wasn't difficult.
The taxi driver looked at Ye Fei in surprise and said, "Big brother, it's late now. The antique trading market has closed. How about this, leave me your phone number and go back to sleep first. I'll pick you up at the hotel tomorrow at three o'clock in the morning. "
" Three o'clock in the morning? "
Ye Fei looked puzzled. "Is this antique market very far from the city? Why is it so early at three o'clock?"
"This is what you don't know. This antique market is different from ordinary markets. It doesn't open for business during the day and at night. It only opens from three in the morning to six in the morning. This is called the Ghost Market in the industry. It specializes in selling good stuff. "
The taxi driver had a mysterious look as he explained in a low voice.
"Ghost Market?"
Ye Fei almost laughed out loud. It seemed like this taxi driver really thought of him as a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. He knew that this thing in the ghost market was actually making use of the darkness. Unable to see clearly, it is a market that sells counterfeits to cheat money. What was funny was that many people who didn't know the industry had been to the Ghost Market before. After buying something from this bunch of hoodlums, they actually thought that they really bought a treasure.
Although Ye Fei had heard of it, he had never seen the ghost market with his own eyes. This time, he opened his eyes and saw what kind of tricks this ghost market had. Therefore, he gave his phone number to the taxi driver and went back to the hotel to rest.
At three o'clock in the morning, the taxi driver called Ye Fei. He got up and went out. He got into the car and drove all the way to a remote street.
All the doors were locked. Other than the cleaning workers who woke up early to clean the street, there was no one else on the street. It was quiet. There was a layer of mist in the air. The street lights were dim and there was a ghastly atmosphere.
This place was not far from Ye Fei's hotel. It was in the old city of Tianlin City. It was a simple old street, and the floor was paved with Daqing bricks. The shops on both sides of the street were also very old. Without a doubt, the rent for these shops was extremely high. These shops were all closed, and there was a weak light coming from them. Vague figures could be seen walking in and out of these shops. They should be the people who were shopping in the ghost market.
The taxi driver's surname was Zhang and he called himself Zhang. He parked the taxi by the side. He brought Ye Fei to a shop in the street. The door of the shop was not open. Zhang walked over and knocked on the door a few times.
"Who is it?" An old voice came from inside. It seemed that the owner of the shop was not young.
It was not possible to be young when it came to antique business. As the saying goes, the old are wise and the old are wise. People in this industry were all wise, and the most important thing was... The young man didn't use much strength in his words, even if what he said was true. No one believed it either.
"It's me, Little Zhang."
The taxi driver said from outside the door, "Boss Qian, there's something I want you to give me."
"Give me a palm? Hmph, what good stuff do you have? Just forget it and come in." Boss Qian replied. He opened the door and let the taxi driver in.
The driver, Zhang, brought Ye Fei into the shop. An old man sitting on an armchair and drinking tea came out of the shop. There was also a young man who was wiping a few vases. It seemed like he was Boss Qian's apprentice or a junior.
"Boss Qian, I brought some good stuff this time."