An Unpretentious Era, Unpretentious People

Bei Cun, preparing to sell his books, soon faced another very serious problem: 'Who will buy them?'

Sold to ordinary wandering Onmyoji?

Bei Cun was worried.

It's important to know that Onmyoji are not ordinary people; some powerful "monsters" can even directly search a person's entire memory.

If those weak, wandering Onmyoji were caught by the owners of these books, they would be doomed.

So, what about selling it to a noble Onmyoji from a commoner family?

He must be out of his mind to do that!

Putting aside the complex relationships between the various families, the buyer he found might just be a distant relative of one of the victims.

People from wealthy families have so many books they can't even read them all. Who would be so foolish as to waste money buying his shoddy stuff?

Just when Bei Cun was in a dilemma, he unexpectedly discovered a family of foreigners at the monthly market for wandering Onmyoji!

As far as he knew, weren't there only a few foreign Onmyoji in the Countermeasures Office of that corrupt Ministry of the Environment with an extremely high disability and mortality rate and poor Fawley, who were doing even worse than him?

With the simple idea of "trying until you get what you want," Bei Cun secretly followed the other person, intending to observe.

At first, Bei Cun was very disappointed when he discovered that the other party had only bought some worthless "junk".

It seems that although the other party is dressed quite well, he is probably just putting on a show and is essentially a poor guy like those foreigners in the Countermeasures Office.

But since there wasn't anything he wanted to buy, and the Bell family kept walking along the market route, Bei Cun just followed along.

Then, Bei Cun was shocked!

What did he see?! Someone was actually willing to spend 100 million to buy that piece of junk?!

Bei Cun, who has been looking for buyers recently, naturally participated in these recent markets.

Therefore, he naturally got to know the young man who sold "scrap metal".

At first, Bei Cun almost choked when he heard the young man quote 300 million Japanese Yen.

Strange things happen every year, but this year there seem to be more than usual.

Even with his collection of precious books, Bei Cun wouldn't dare quote such an outrageous price. A useless lump of iron, too big to even get out of the door, he wants to sell for 300 million?!

They must be obsessed with money!

Even if it were given away for free, Bei Cun would complain that it takes up too much space!

As Bei Cun had predicted, he encountered the "madman" at the following markets. The man's initial smugness turned into a look of utter despair.

Therefore, Bei Cun didn't pay much attention when he first saw Bell talking to that "madman".

He's just a little kid who's curious about new things.

When Bell offered to buy the "scrap metal" for 100 million, Bei Cun actually found it more amusing than anything else.

Does that little brat really know what 100 million means?

After witnessing a bizarre negotiation where the seller thought it was too expensive and the buyer thought it was too cheap, Bei Cun felt that with William's return, this farce should come to an end.

However, reality once again told Bei Cun that compared to it, those movies and novels were utterly inferior!

Are the foreigners in this area really that rich?!

And what's more, there are actually idiots who would spend 100 million to buy a piece of "scrap metal"!?

But then Bei Cun realized what was happening.

He's finally found the buyer he's been looking for!

During their subsequent conversation, Bei Cun was delighted to discover that the other party also intended to purchase books on Onmyodo.

"Oh~! Thank you Amaterasu, for delivering these fools... oh no, these fat sheep... cough cough, no, these sugar daddies, right in front of him!"

After waiting a while, Bei Cun, who had intended to wait for the other party to split into two groups as before before trying to fool the two little guys, rushed towards them when he realized that the other party seemed to be planning to use a teleportation spell to leave.

Bei Cun was extremely familiar with teleportation spells. It was through these family-inherited secret techniques, along with a few minor tricks, that he was able to frequently and safely enter and exit the libraries of various families.

"May I see what's inside?"

Bell's question interrupted Bei Cun's recollection.

"Of course, no problem, please take a look."

Bei Cun said with a broad smile.

I picked up a book at random and opened it.

"Hmm, not bad."

After pretending to look at it for a while, Bell, who hadn't understood a single word, nodded with a satisfied expression.

Even with books written in modern Japanese, Bell couldn't guarantee he could fully understand them, let alone books written in ancient Japanese from hundreds of years ago.

However, even though he couldn't understand it, that didn't stop Bell from putting on airs.

After all, "You can lose your head, you can bleed, but you can't lose your spirit."

Of course, even though he couldn't understand the contents of the books, Bell was still able to discern their value based on the magic attached to them.

Unlike in modern times, in ancient times, due to limitations in papermaking technology and storage conditions, books, scrolls, bamboo slips, and the like were easily damaged.

Therefore, wizards often choose to use magic to preserve some precious books.

It now appears that Onmyoji have also chosen a similar method of data preservation.

After pretending to flip through a few more ancient books, Bell looked up at Bei Cun.

"So, how much are you planning to sell it for?"

"300 million!"

Bei Cun said firmly.

Are you kidding me? A piece of junk can sell for 100 million, so are his precious books expensive at 300 million? It's practically a blood-spitting clearance sale!

"Zimbabwean Dollar?"

Just kidding. Although Bell doesn't really care about Galleon, and generally doesn't care much about price when he needs it, that doesn't mean Bell Bell stupid!

Strictly speaking, if we're talking about whether these ancient books are worth 300 million Japanese Yen, Bell thinks... yes!

But these are all smuggled goods!

You want to sell stolen goods at the original price?

I'm afraid he's just dreaming about eating peaches.

What is Zimbabwean Dollar?

Bei Cun looked at Bell curiously. He only knew of three currencies: the Japanese Yen, the US dollar, and the Renminbi. Could it be that the Zimbabwean Dollar was the currency used by that country?

It was only then that Bei Cun suddenly realized that he didn't even know what country Bell was from.

"Ahem, it's nothing, just a slip of the tongue."

"I'm embarrassed, "Bell said. He'd just blurted it out unconsciously.

No matter what, 300 million Zimbabwean Dollar is too much; even Bell himself couldn't stand it anymore.

"However, 300 million Japanese Yen is impossible; it's too expensive, and I don't have that much money on me."

Bell hadn't expected Bei Cun to have such a good thing. Now that his parents had gone home for dinner, he was too lazy to ask them for money again.

"Fixed price, 50 million."

Bell used the "cut to the bottom" bargaining method.

"No!"

If it were before, Bei Cun might have reluctantly agreed if someone offered him 50 million yen for his book.

However, after witnessing Bell's purchase of Gundam in the entire process, Bei Cun could not accept that the precious book he had gone through so much trouble to obtain was not even worth a piece of "scrap metal"!

"No discussion unless it's less than 100 million!"

Bei Cun decisively stated his bottom line.

So people in this era are really simple and honest! They've already revealed their secrets before even exchanging two words.