Qin Jian looked back at An Yin. The string of bells had no interface and could not be worn like ordinary jewelry. If they could not be worn, they would have to give them money for free. Even so, An Yin insisted on buying them, which made him feel that the bell had other mystery.

He was curious about how An Yin could wear this ankle.

There is no shortage of treasures or buyers in the black market. Even such inconspicuous stalls are still visited by people.

Two more women stopped in front of the stall.

A man was wearing an apricot dress, twenty-two or three years old, with a round face, sweet appearance and innocent face.

The other one was wearing a green T-shirt, denim shorts, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a clawed face, and a very good appearance, but the corners of his mouth were habitually slightly pulled down, and a hint of sinisterness was inadvertently revealed.

The woman in a dress bent down and picked up the anklet, "What a beautiful chain, brother, how to sell it?"

The stall owner said the conditions tirelessly, and finally pointed at An Yin and said, "This girl has already paid 8,000 yuan."

The woman in the dress smiled and looked at An Yin, took out a chip of ten thousand per person, "Ten thousand two thousand."

One plus is four thousand.

An Yin's eyelids twitched. She met a prodigal girl who was so slutty that she was spending money with such a person. She didn't know how much money she had to spend to buy it. It would be better to give up first and wait until the girl couldn't put it on and leave, and she would pay for it.

The stall owner said, "Girl, do you still need to increase the price?"

An Yin was about to say that she would not add more, but the stall owner continued, "If you don't add more, it's equivalent to giving up. Even if she can't put it on and can't take away the string of bells, I won't sell it to you again."

The stall owner ruined An Yin's wishful thinking with just one word. An Yin cursed the profiteer and had to bite the bullet and said, "I'll add five hundred." He only hoped that this prodigal girl was just interested for a moment, not really wanted this ankle.

Add five hundred?

The two women looked at An Yin contemptuously.

"Twenty thousand!" The prodigal girl increased the price without blinking.

An Yin almost vomited blood. Although she grew up in the Qin family, her food, clothing, and tuition were all covered by Qin Jian.

But she used to be just a little maid, holding a salary that belonged to her. She knew very well that the money she could earned could not afford to support herself at all.

Therefore, she has always taken advantage of Qin Jian.

She is not the kind of person who takes it for granted by others.

Therefore, she usually spends money very efficiently and does not make a big deal. If she spends money like this, she will be very worried.

Jiu Ling peeked at Qin Jian and saw that Qin Jian still had no intention of helping. He didn't know what this guy meant. "They made too high, so I'm afraid An Yin would not dare to follow him."

For ordinary people, 20,000 yuan is just earning for several months. The woman doesn't blink her eyes when she raises the price, and she won't be embarrassed to death.

"If you don't follow, it means that that thing is not that important to her, isn't it?"

"With money can make the ghost push the mill, but of course I can't buy it if I don't have money." Jiu Ling leaned on the chair and went to eat oranges.

"Let's bet." Qin Jian refused to comment.

"What are you betting on?" Jiuling raised his head.

"I bet that girl got the ankle that last time she couldn't make a single point."

"There is no reason why this black market thing is given for free. I bet she won't get anklets unless someone pays her money."
Chapter completed!