Chapter 396 Are You Happy?

The underground trading market is still the same. In this spacious underground space, there are stalls filled with bottles and jars. Most of the customers were those who were fans of mysticism, or among them, wild Extraordinary people like the three of Xifa were also mixed in.

Persuaded by Nai Fei. Um, or coquettish?

In short, under her hard lobbying, the owner of the bar, Swain, agreed with Xifa, a "Becklund reporter", to make an unannounced visit to the trading market, but he was not allowed to disclose the detailed address of the market in newspapers.

Xifa naturally agreed. He was a fake reporter, and he never thought that he would really appear in the newspaper.

However, in order to conceal his identity, he still seriously played the role of a reporter.

He has entrusted Cavin to purchase the auxiliary materials needed by the 'Spirit Eater Stomach Bag' and the 'Conspirator', if there are any.

The former was collected for Fors. If the materials he saw two months ago have not been sold, he can still make some money by selling them to Miss Writer.

I remember that the 'Spirit Eater's Stomach' was only sold for more than two hundred pounds, but unfortunately I didn't know its value at the time, otherwise I should have bought it and hoarded it!

Thinking like this, Xifa walked to a stall selling homemade amulets, and looking at the amulets on the floor, Xifa thought of Enqizhen's sister.

When he and Holly Belle were learning how to make talismans, his sister gave him a piece of talisman to avoid evil, which he still wears to this day.

Xifa touched his chest, and this amulet was hidden under his clothes.

He smiled, squatted down, randomly picked up some amulets and asked the stall owner about the price. After receiving some quotations, Xifa asked casually, "Is it profitable to sell these?"

Wearing a deep black robe, the stall owner with occult characteristics shook his head and said, "How can I? I'm just making a living. Don't look at the amulets of mine that seem to sell for a lot of money, but if you use materials, labor, There is still time to figure it out, but I didn’t earn much.”

"It's fine if it's just this, but some materials are really hard to get. So every piece of talisman in it has cost me a lot of hard work."

"Is that so? Do you feel happy doing this kind of work?"

Xifa asked a question that was quite appropriate to the identity of the reporter, but saw the stall owner's face darken suddenly.

"If you don't want to buy it, get out and don't disturb my business."

"Okay okay."

'Reporter' Reilly's first interview ended in failure.

Next, he wandered around the market casually and bought a piece of citrine symbolically. When Xifa passed by a stall selling ritual materials, he heard someone ask: "Is this the powder made from 'Shadow Grass'?" ?”

Xifa glanced casually at the other party. It was a man in his thirties, wearing a black formal suit and half top hat, holding a cane with a golden snake head in his hand, with a smile on his lips.

At this time, he made a movement of listening, but his eyes drifted upwards, as if he didn't hear the stall owner's reply, it was more like he heard some hidden whisper, and there was a trace of imperceptible madness in his eyes.

But he quickly returned to normal, then nodded and said: "It turns out to be nightgrass, they look very similar, don't they?"

He turned the handle and walked away gracefully.

"That guy...is not right." Xifa frowned, but didn't delve into it.

Not long after, Calvin and Nefer came back, and they seemed to have gained something. After winking with Xifa, the three left the underground trading market.

When I came out of the market, it was not too early, it was already evening.

So Xifa proposed to eat at a nearby restaurant.

In the dock area, in the 'Golden Port' restaurant, Xifa asked for an independent wing room, so that it would be convenient for the three of them to communicate.

After being seated, Xifa first ordered dishes, most of which were meat dishes. After all, Naifei knew that they were very edible. While waiting for the dishes to be served, Calvin took out a box and a bottle.

"This is the Stomach Pouch of the Spirit Eater, 360 pounds."

"The other is 'Whisperer's Gland', £285."

"As for other materials, they are not available in the market."

Cavin took out another handful of gold pounds. Before entering the bar, Xifa gave him a thousand pounds in advance, and now these are the remaining money.

Putting the remaining 355 pounds back into his pocket, Sifa nodded and put away the materials.

Now, only the 'Blood of the Sphinx' remains unaccounted for in the 'conspirator' potion, and everything else has been collected.

As for this 'spirit-eater's stomach bag', it can be sacrificed to Mr. Fool at night, and then handed over to Forsi. But I didn't expect that after only two months, it would increase in price.

It's more than a hundred pounds!

If I had known I should have bought it then, I would have made at least a hundred pounds this time.

Xifa felt a little sorry, but he didn't get too entangled in this issue. After putting away the materials, he asked, "What about you?"

Cavin smiled and said, "I also bought an auxiliary material."

Nai Fei said excitedly: "I bought a main material."

She turned and sighed: "But it's so expensive. It cost me 650 pounds. 650 pounds is enough for me to eat a lot of Dixie pies."

"Believe me, when you become stronger, you will earn more money." Xifa said in the tone of someone who has experienced it.

Nai Fei nodded, and then asked: "Boss, how long will you stay in Tingen?"

Sifa thought for a while, and his work in Tingen was almost done, except for waiting for Mr. Hardy to find out his father's diary, so that he could analyze what kind of person his father was.

So said.

"It should be tomorrow, the day after tomorrow at the latest, and I have to go."

Naifei stood up with a cry, with a look of reluctance: "It's so fast, I thought you could stay for a week or two."

"I have other things to deal with, so I can't stay too long." Xifa responded with a smile, and said with relief, "It's okay, I have a hunch, we will meet again soon."

Nai Fei is only a Sequence 8, and now he has mastered the 'acting method'. As long as he works hard, he believes that he will be able to digest the potion in a short time.

Compared with potion digestion, what restricts Naifei's advancement should be the problem of materials.

The main material of Sequence 7 is 600 to 800 pounds, and the auxiliary materials are additional. With Naifei's character and ability, it is estimated that he can't make too much money.

I was able to buy a piece of main material today, probably thanks to the fact that I had several missions with myself two months ago, so I accumulated some.

Well, let her collect it by herself first. If she has completely digested the potion but still needs money or materials, I will help her.

At this time, the dishes began to be served, and the faint sadness in Naifei's heart was quickly diluted by the aroma of the food, and finally disappeared.

After dinner, they went back to their respective homes. Halfway through, Xifa suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask Cavin to use the hair of Hardy and his son for divination.

Opening the pocket watch, seeing that it was still early, Xifa went back, intending to finish this matter tonight.