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Chapter 66 The Bazaar of the Muslims

Some of the precepts next to him saw the blue props and thought that the two were trading, so they looked at Zhang Fan's side, with envy in their eyes. The blue props must be obtained by completing tasks of certain difficulty, otherwise they would have to upgrade 5,000 merit points. Of course, no one would think that there would be few such props. Moreover, blue props like military boots are mostly upgraded, so where is there such a task to obtain shoes!

After hearing this, Mike's eyes shone. This kind of blue prop that relies on upgrading is rarely seen on the market. After all, who can upgrade the props you have to upgrade for a few pairs? The merit value is burning! Even if you replace it well, you won't sell it at a very low price. After all, everyone knows that the upgrade fee of 5,000 merit value is obvious!

"You guy, you're asking the right person!" Mike swallowed: "I know who has such props there, but those guys are not easy to deal with!" After a pause, he said: "Oh! If you exchange this thing for it, it's easy to deal with even the hardest! I've taken advantage of those bearded men, damn it!"

"How much do you pay?" asked Mike.

"A price of 3,500 merit value! You have made a profit." Zhang Fan said: "This price, I'm exchanging the discount price for your news!"

"Trade!" Mike snatched the military boots: "I told you, you go to the place where Muslims gather. I heard that they often go out to modern battlefields. These guys work with Americans in the real world, and they are affected by the outside world. They often enter the "Gulf War" and "Afghanistan War" and so on. There are many opportunities to seize modern American military equipment! But those bearded men are all fucking xenophobic and don't want to greet us! Damn! If you have blue equipment to change, they must be so confused! Those kids are cheap!"

"Thank you!" Zhang Fan accepted the merit value that Mike had traded through the ring and patted him on the shoulder: "I'll go and see, I'll pay attention to any good things!"

Farewell to Mike, Zhang Fan Aken headed straight to the northwest corner of the town - the mosque.

Mike held the military boots, looked at the two of them leaving, and sighed in a low voice: "This guy is really surprising. In the second scene, he started selling blue props at a low price." Then he shook his head and continued to greet the guests at the stall.

"It seems that our blue props will be very good to sell! At this price, even that old fried dough stick can be sold so quickly. It seems to be very popular!" Akan just looked at the goods on the Mike stall and was overjoyed when they saw the two of them successfully traded. "It's because of giving us information, it's cheaper for him. It seems that he can earn at least 300 merit points."

As he was speaking, one person from behind followed and shouted to them: "Hey, please wait."

"What's the matter?" Aken asked.

"I want to ask, are there any boots you sold to Mike just now? I want a pair too." The man smiled and said. "I will pay 3,600 merit value, oh no, 3,800 merit value, how about it?" Seeing Akan frowning, the man quickly increased the price.

"Well, if you have any useful news or special gray props, I will sell you a pair of blue military boots at 3,600. If not, it will be 3,800. "Akan said: "This is something we have no place to buy, we replaced it on our own."

"That's right, this kind of blue prop is cheap, and you can only find it by changing equipment." The man nodded repeatedly: "I have the equipment you want. You can find a Muslim named Apudu. He often sets up stalls in the small square in front of the mosque. Just say what Xinli introduced. I am Xinli. I have some friendship with him and he will help."

"Okay, I'll give you these boots." When Akan took out the boots, he deliberately brought out a helmet, and a blue light flashed. The guy's eyes were straight.

"I'll give this helmet too. The price is 3,800 merit value. I'll take you to find Apudu!"

"If people want to be content, we have to change to modern equipment!" Akan hurriedly put away his helmet.

"How about the merit value of both items 3,800?" The man was anxious: "I will give the news for free, and I will be a white-collar worker on the road. If I don't pay it back, isn't it okay?"

Two blue props cost 10,000 merit value upgrade fee. Now you can buy 7,600 merit value. You can earn 2,400 merit value in net profit, and you can earn hundreds of merit values ​​by replacing it! Who doesn’t rush to do this kind of thing!

Zhang Fan looked at Akan's face with a painful look and cursed in his stomach: "The profitable businessman!" But he was secretly happy. He had already earned nearly 10,000 merits. Akan is probably happy in his stomach! The profitable businessman!

Seeing that Akan agreed, the man was leading the way happily.

The northwest plot of the town is a settlement area with the Middle East style, full of Egyptian, Islamic, Persian, Indian-style buildings, and houses with a Chinese-Tibet atmosphere to the north. Of course, to the south is the European area.

The mosque is in the center of the entire Middle East District. It is relatively independent from the town's large square. It is mostly a distribution center for preceptors in the Middle East, Arab countries, India, Africa and other regions. The main square is mainly a distribution center for preceptors in the southwest of the town, European areas, and Chinese areas in the northeast of the town, as well as senior preceptors who have their own independent residence in the southeast of the town.

Of course, although there are many ideological barriers between the two markets, they are not always inseparable from each other and communicate with each other. Moreover, although the market in the Middle East is small in size, it concentrates on three ancient civilizations and the precepts of the two major world civilizations. The scenes that often go in and out span 6,000 years, and the chance of excellent props appearing is quite high, which naturally attracts precepts from all walks of life to Taobao.

When I saw that Apudu, I would like to introduce him. This Apudu was wearing traditional Arab costumes and looked like a bearded man in his thirties or forties in the world. When I heard that Zhang Fan and his two were trying to obtain advanced props on the modern battlefield, their heads were shaking like rattles.

"There are no such props on the market. No one can keep good things, and even if there is one, they won't be sold to you." Apudu refused. It seems that the xenophobic place that Mike said makes sense. Apudu has the same role as Mike in this market, and is even more appealing in some aspects. Compared with the preceptors on the big square, this market has much closer cooperation, no matter how free and loose the businessmen in the big square, and just have money to make money.

Seeing this, Xinli leaned into Apudu's ear and whispered a few words. Apudu's face immediately changed. Looking at Zhang Fan and Akan and his expressions were hesitant, Akan nodded with a smile.

Apudu whispered in doubt: "Are you really going to exchange blue props for gray props?"

"It's true!" Aken replied softly and firmly with a smile.

Several people's voices were very low and they didn't want to attract others' attention. Apudu naturally didn't want people to know that there was a sucker who was willing to exchange blue props for gray props, for fear that such good things would be taken away by others. Akken and the others did not want to expose the secrets of having more blue props too early, and they could exchange them for gray props, which caused unnecessary trouble.

"Come with me." Apudu said softly, then told a preceptor beside him to help him see the stall. He called Akan and the others.

Before leaving, Apudu looked at Xinli cautiously. Xinli naturally understood and said to the three of them: "I have to leave in advance. You can trade yourself. We are all friends in the future. If you have good things, please mention each other. Don't forget Xinli, haha!"

"It's easy to say, thank you!" Akan Zhang Fan made some polite comments.

Apudu also stroked his right hand and bowed slightly to thank him. Xinli said goodbye and left.

Akan Zhangfan followed Apudu through the street and came to an Islamic-style house with a three-story courtyard. It turned out that Apudu was doing a good business in the world of the Precepts. He had rented a decent house in the town with a few companions. He could live in the upper floor, and he could also use it as a warehouse for the backyard, and a reception room in the front hall, which was specially used for customers who had good goods to be sold or purchased.

The three of them took off their shoes and entered the inner hall. Apudu attracted an Arab woman in black veil masked costume and asked her to entertain Akken and Zhang Fan. He took out a bunch of props from the ring and placed them on a large carpet in the inner hall. He asked the two of them to see first, and then he said hello to the backyard to get other props.

The two sat on the carpet on the ground, and there was a fancy kang table in front of them. The Arabian woman brought two glasses of juice drink mixed with mint and placed them on the kang table for the two to drink. Zhang Fan tasted it, and it was a bit sour and was quite appreciative, but Akan didn't like it. After a brief taste, he went to turn the props on the ground.

Zhang Fan drank a drink and looked around. This Apdu seemed to be a pure Arab Muslim, and still retained very traditional Arab customs. On the front wall was a tapestry of Mohammed's embroidered figure, and a table made of tangled flowers bent four legs below. On the table was a thick book with a green cover. Although Zhang Fan did not recognize the words on the cover, he looked at the owner so seriously, it was probably the Quran.

A gorgeous chandelier was hung from the roof, and the carpet embroidered with complex patterns covering most of the floors in the hall was paved.

Zhang Fan looked at Akan. Akan shook his head. These props were OK for Zhang Fan to collect as antiques. It was not very useful to use it as a team of Zhang Fan’s equipment. They were all gray props, Damascus scimitar, Indian tomahawk, ancient Persian leather armor, European heraldic shields, etc., as well as AK47 assault guns, guns from World War I and World War II, helmets, military boots and other modern props.

The most common ones are ancient spears and wooden shields. These things can probably be made into several sets as long as they enter the scene, so he would be embarrassed to take them out.

There are a lot of things, and I don’t know how he can put them down. Maybe there are medals and honor props that can be formed in teams. After all, he is a senior keeper, but I don’t know what level of medal it is.

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