Xuexue glanced at the notice, and it ant about the sa as what the governnt soldiers said. So, she pointed at the picture on the notice and said, "This vase is worth ten thousand taels of gold?"
One of the governnt soldiers looked around cautiously and whispered, "Madam Situ, you don’t understand. It’s not about the silver; it’s mainly because The Emperor feels insulted that soone managed to slip into the Imperial Palace to steal sothing, so he’s put up the notice with a reward."
Xuexue nodded knowingly; everyone in the world knew The Emperor was vain and stingy.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so obsessed with wanting to kill Long Rui, just because he didn’t want anyone to steal his thunder.
The moon rose above the willow branches.
Two shadowy figures, one tall and one short, sprinted out from the War Prince’s Mansion.
It turned out they were Long Rui and Xuexue. These days, Long Rui had been busy with official duties and felt he had neglected Xuexue, so tonight, having so free ti, he decided to take her out for so fun.
After leaving the War Prince’s Mansion, they twisted and turned through the streets, finally arriving at a bustling street that was strangely lively despite the late hour. Shops lined the street densely, all open for business, with custors constantly coming and going, creating a scene of prosperity.
"Big Bull, what is this place? I’ve never seen it before," Xuexue asked.
Long Rui had not worn a mask tonight, but to avoid trouble, he stuck a beard on his face and wore ordinary clothes, making him look quite inconspicuous.
Xuexue was also dressed in average clothing with a veil over her face, appearing rather ordinary and hard to find among a crowd.
Long Rui whispered to her, "This is the black market, only open at night. No one is here during the day."
Xuexue asked, "Why are we here?"
Long Rui replied, "Don’t underestimate this black market; it has lots of treasures. I brought you here specifically to broaden your horizons today."
Just then, a large crowd had gathered up ahead, clamoring over sothing. Curious, they also went over to see...
In front of a shop was a table with a man sitting behind it, holding a magnifying glass and examining a jar.
In front of him stood many people, all chattering...
"Hey, Shopkeeper, look at my treasure first. I want to participate in the Treasure Appraisal Fair too."
"You ca later, go queue up."
"Why should I queue? My treasure is worth more than yours."
"These are the black market’s rules, don’t you understand? If not, get lost."
"Who are you telling to get lost?"
"You, of course."
At this mont, a middle-aged man stepped out of the shop. His skin was dark, and he looked fierce. He addressed the crowd, "Everyone, don’t worry. Our Treasure Appraiser will look at each item one by one; as long as it’s a treasure, it can participate in the Treasure Appraisal Fair."
His tone then turned icy, "But anyone trying to cause trouble will face the consequences. After all, the black market has its own rules."
Upon hearing this, the people at the entrance imdiately fell silent. This man was the shopkeeper of the jewelry store and his words carried considerable weight.
They were regular custors and naturally knew that the black market had rules. If they broke them, the black market’s managers could have them killed, and any mishaps on the black market would not be handled by the governnt office. So, generally, anyone who ca to the black market dared not cause trouble.
The black market’s managent was far more ruthless than the governnt office. However, if one behaved properly here, they might make a huge profit with minimal investnt. Such stories were not uncommon here.
So, despite the strict managent of the black market, those always looking to strike it rich were still quite willing to co here.
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