Chapter 283： Wizard Item Merchant (1/2)

Mondungus was in a good mood. A few days ago, all the ”imported” cauldrons had been sold out. In addition, he stopped by to visit a widow and lonely old man. Before leaving, he took away some old trash and used it. Fill your own suitcase.

An owl fell in front of him. Mondungus opened the note and glanced at the contents. He felt better. The kid who looked rich last time seemed to be eager to trade with him.

Although Mondungus didn't know what the other party wanted to do with the fur of the swamp dig, it did not prevent him from slaughtering the other party's wallet.

If there is demand, you can sell it at a good price. As a businessman, Mondungus knows how to put the Gallon of other people's pockets into his own pocket.

At 9:30 the next morning, Mondungus appeared outside the Pig Head Bar as expected in the letter, and he wanted to go in if he could.

However, the owner of this store does not welcome himself.

Mondungus took out his pocket watch to check the time, opened the suitcase and started to set up a stall in a nearby snow-free place. He knew that many people did not like being seen by others to trade privately with him, but bought something from a stall. It's another matter.

The suitcase was expanded by the Unmarked Stretching Curse, and it contained a variety of things, like the window of an antique shop.

It didn't take long for Mondungus to see the rich kid. He had no impression of the other's appearance, but the red-haired Weasley next to him was a bit impressed.

Only this time, only one came.

Mondungus smiled happily, rubbing his hands together, and asked with a smile: ”Do you want something?”

With that, he pointed to a corner of the box and told Albert that it was the fur of the swamp dig.

However, what makes Mondungus puzzled is that the other party did not look at the fur in the box, but looked at him. This kid's gaze made him feel very uncomfortable, and there was an illusion of being seen through.

Having been at the bottom of the magic world all the year round, Mondungus was not a fool, and immediately understood what it meant, and the smile on his face instantly froze.

”4 gallons, 10 cica.” The boy said in a calm tone. The exposed price shocked Mondungus, because it was exactly twice the price of his own imports.

”This...a little bit low!” Monton Gaston felt very bad. He originally thought it was just a kid, but he didn't expect...

”Not low, you doubled, I think the price is reasonable.”

”Doubled?” The red-haired Weasley looked away from the merchandise, and looked at Mondungus. Not only did he see it more than once, but those who wanted to rob him would show this. Look.

Are the two brats ready to rob themselves?

Mondungus thought it was ridiculous. After all, he was not a fool, but... his instinct told him that the boy in front of him was not easy to provoke, because his face really didn’t change much. He was thinking about what the other party gave him last time. letter.

”Five Kalong.” Mondungus whispered, ”This is the bottom line.”

”Don't you think that a long stream of water is better?” the brown-haired boy reminded. ”Of course, six gallons, plus that old antique broom.”

”What kind of broom is this? It looks very old.”

”Silver Arrow, this is a hand-made broom, very old, but it is still a fine product.” Mondungus was interrupted before he finished speaking.

”I will only pay six gallons. By the way, is there a way for my snake egg?” The brown-haired boy turned off the subject.