Of course, one could uncover treasures in the Ghost Market. There was once someone who spent merely two hundred yuan and bought an antique worth twenty million yuan here.
The Ghost Market begins at six in the evening.
By now, most people have already arrived.
Vendors squat on the roadside, a not so bright night lamp sitting next to them. This sight, with the lamp casting eerie shadows, is somewhat creepy.
Viola Thompson took her time, walking and pausing intermittently. Finally, she stopped at a stall and picked up an old book.
The book's cover bore complicated scripts.
Seeing Viola take the book, the boss lazily lifted his head and gave her a glance. He said, "I've heard that this is an ancient medical book. Quite valuable for a collector. Young miss, it seems like you have affinity with it, I'll sell it to you for five hundred yuan."
"Five hundred yuan?" Viola slightly raised an eyebrow.
"Hmm." The boss nodded.
"Alright then," Viola took the book, "I'll pay via WhatsApp."
