Chapter 101

"Is there a problem?"

Broly felt there was no problem.

"But, why? I'm not good-looking."

Leone suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable; from childhood to adulthood she had mostly presented a tomboy image, and had truly never been pursued by anyone, let alone by such a young boy.

"I'm not interested in you because of your looks."

Whether the Crystal Palace acknowledges it is Broly's standard for judging a wife; what he actually fancies is the ability of a wife acknowledged by the Crystal Palace to produce Happiness Points exchangeable for food.

At least, before getting acquainted with these wives, this was Broly's simplest reason for fancying a wife, everything driven by the most primal gluttony.

"Besides, Leone, are you not good-looking? I don't think so."

Although Broly cannot specifically judge others' beauty or ugliness, he still has basic aesthetic judgment; especially with quite a few girls around him, Leone may not be the best-looking, but she is at least not below the standard.

"Eh, is that so?"

Leone pressed down her hat brim; being complimented as good-looking by the boy made her strangely embarrassed.

"I think you at least possess mediocre qualities!"

Broly continued.

"Actually I'm not that good either... hmm, mediocre?"

Leone was stunned for a moment, then looked over.

"It's mediocre; in my team, Esdeath is better-looking than you, Chitong Main and the others, although temporarily not as good as you, are just not grown up and blossomed yet.

One thinks once they grow up and blossom, they will definitely be very good-looking people too; if you compare with them, you're definitely just mediocre."

Broly spoke seriously, and because Chitong and the others had already agreed to become wives, they had a huge bonus in Broly's eyes.

Leone: "..."

Give back my excitement, you bastard!

"What's wrong, why aren't you talking?"

Leone felt heart-tired, not too willing to speak.

"There's a stall selling old goods over there; I plan to go treasure-hunt a bit, want to come along?"

She shifted the topic.

"You still haven't answered my question just now; do you think I have money or not?"

A stubborn child, shifting back to the main point again.

"If you settle the bill for me, then I'll consider you have money."

Leone said; she felt she shouldn't use an attitude for treating the opposite sex to treat this boy who hasn't grown up yet but is obsessed with finding a wife.

She should use the attitude for treating a Sponsor to treat him, and what is a Sponsor? That's someone used to swindle money.

This is absolutely not because the other party considered her looks mediocre.

"Okay, but I have no money; you have to lend it to me first."

Broly said seriously.

"What would the two young masters like to buy? Everything here is good goods with a sense of age."

The old-goods stall owner was originally reading a newspaper; upon seeing two young customers stop at the stall, he couldn't help but rise and receive them with an enthusiastic attitude.

"We'll look first; hmm, Boss, this mantle clock seems pretty good."

Leone's gaze fixed on an antique mantle clock; her home was just lacking something that could tell time.

"The customer has a good eye; this clock is the legacy of a once-famous clockmaker, it..."

"Stop. This thing of yours, are you asking five hundred thousand for it?"

"Ah, customer, you're making things difficult for me; selling it to you for five hundred thousand isn't making me lose money? However, if you truly like this thing, five hundred thousand it is, I'll sell it!"

The stall owner first made a show of deliberation, then suddenly slapped his thigh, as if willing to suffer this huge loss and part with his treasure.

"Do you think I'm an idiot, to spend five hundred thousand on this junk?"

Leone looked at the old-goods stall owner with an idiot-staring gaze. "Eh, this thing, originally isn't worth five hundred thousand?"

Broly asked in some surprise.

Leone turned her head, saw the boy's pure gaze, and she understood.

She understood why this stall owner dared nod and acknowledge this absurd asking price; he was treating them as fat sheep.

"Just this kind of multi-hand old-goods stall, don't think there's any good treasure inside."

Leone sighed, having no choice but to explain to Broly.

"But didn't you say before that someone bought a painting for fifty yuan, and later someone else bought it for five hundred thousand?"

Broly asked curiously.

"It's precisely because that incident happened that now bosses who can set up old-goods stalls all have very sharp eyes; good goods were basically collected before that.

If you really want to treasure-hunt, you should go to ordinary people's home old-goods street stalls; of course, among a thousand old things, there isn't necessarily a single valuable thing.

And prices are basically dead expensive; if you just want the actual use value of the thing itself, you might as well go buy new."

Leone gave a popular-science explanation.

"So you two aren't here to buy old things."

The stall owner looked a bit disappointed, withdrew his enthusiastic expression, pointed at the mantle clock he'd just barely agreed to sell for five hundred thousand, and said blandly: "Mantle clock, third-hand goods, five hundred yuan, no second price!"

To this, Leone coldly laughed and said: "Just this broken clock, fifty yuan, not a cent more!"

"This model twenty-plus-year-old mantle clock cost over five thousand when bought twenty-plus years ago; you directly offer fifty yuan, are you here to disturb my business?"

The old-goods stall owner was aggressive in manner, but his words suddenly turned and he said: "Four hundred fifty, I've already reduced fifty for you, can't reduce further."

"Seventy-five, sell it or not!"

"Four hundred."

"One hundred."

Leone and the Stall Owner went back and forth, and the Mantle Clock's final deal price settled at one hundred eighty, which made Broly's eyes go wide.

If he could learn this bargaining technique, would the food sold inside the Crystal Palace also become a bit cheaper? 【Host please pay attention, the commodities exchanged by this Crystal Palace are not subject to bargaining; the marked price of each item is the actual price.】

However, the Crystal Palace, sensing Broly's this kind of cognition, immediately came out to pour a basin of cold water on him, causing Broly's heart that had heated up wanting to haggle to directly cool down.

"Spent this much money, bought this broken Mantle Clock from you, whatever happens you've got to throw in a little extra."

Leone said, panting heavily.

"What extra do you want?"

The Old Goods Stall Stall Owner also asked, panting heavily; it had truly been a very long time since he'd seen this kind of bargaining master on the level of a vegetable market auntie.

"That belt hanging on the old cabinet, looks like it can still be used, throw it in for me to wear to hold up my pants."

Leone pointed at a belt hanging on the side of an old cabinet and said so; the Old Goods Stall Stall Owner looked in the direction Leone pointed, and saw that round iron piece plus broken leather strap belt, and that thing was a magic bring-along when collecting the old cabinet, giving it as an extra wasn't any problem.

However......

"Round it off to a whole number, give me two hundred, and that belt goes to you together."

He said.

"Deal."

Leone decisively paid the money, scooped up the Mantle Clock and belt, and left.

Seeing this guy didn't bargain, the Old Goods Stall Owner had a face full of astonishment.

After Leone left, the Stall Owner suddenly slapped his thigh, feeling regret in his heart, wondering if he'd sold some treasure by mistake, but carefully checking the cabinet that came along with the belt, he still couldn't tell it was anything good.

"Could it be, he really just wanted a belt, merely decisively paid money, to make me unable to sleep tonight?"

Still, separate from that, this possibility truly exists, but even knowing this possibility, the Old Goods Stall Owner still felt he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

"Truly a master at messing with people's mindset!"

(Chapter End)