After the tanks, it was the turn of the QN506 fire support vehicles, along with some unlocked foreign tanks.
These guys, no one knew which planet they came from, but their purchasing power was definitely comparable to Chinese grandmothers rushing to grab gold!
Fang Er collected money until his hands were sore and called Su Dingfang and Xue Rengui over.
The immortal coins were piled up like small mountains on the stall!
As for his method of producing so much weaponry out of thin air, the customers didn't think too much of it.
After all, it wasn't strange for some stalls in the black market to have teleportation arrays that could transport supplies from afar.
And for a stall to possess a teleportation array was a symbol of strength.
Business here was booming, and in the distance, two more spaceships approached.
It was Jones and Bu Yun Bu Yu who had returned.
Seeing the scene before them, they were stunned for a moment, then immediately excited.
"Hahahaha, Boss, it seems our propaganda has been effective during this period!"
"Of course, look at us, who in the entire black market has business as booming as ours! I just don't know how much the second boss has sold so far..."
"Is the Boss worried that the Second Master is cooking the books?"
"Slap!"
Jones slapped him directly upon hearing this.
"You speak carefully, you bastard. If Old Second hears this, I'll be the first to cripple you!"
He glared angrily at Bu Yun Bu Yu, the killing intent in his eyes indicating he wasn't joking.
Damn it, this idiot, he says anything that comes to mind!
Bu Yun Bu Yu rubbed the back of his head, shrunk back two steps aggrievedly, and didn't dare to say anything more.
The scene here was indeed very lively. In corners they couldn't see, a group of strangely shaped individuals were observing the situation through remote monitoring equipment.
"Damn it! Isn't the Star Pirates of Poverty an insignificant group? When did they gain the ability to set up teleportation arrays?"
"That's not the point! The point is where they got so many low-level weapons from!"
"My business has suffered a lot lately, many orders have been returned, all because of them!"
"We can't let them develop like this, otherwise who will buy our weapons in the future?"
"That's right, haven't you noticed, they've sold at least a billion immortal coins worth of weapons so far, and this immortal currency is enough for them to expand their pirate group tenfold!"
"Hiss.........."
No matter where it is, there will always be a group of people suffering from severe covetousness, unable to stand seeing others do well.
The Jones Pirates were not noticed much before, after all, in the vastness of space, a thousand-person pirate group was as common as grains of sand! It was only during this period that Jones and Bu Yun Bu Yu worked hard to solicit business, and they gradually entered their field of vision.
At first, it was just resentment for having their business snatched by the Jones Pirates, but upon hearing the mention of a billion immortal coins, business was no longer their main concern.
How many good people were there doing business in the black market?
Fang Er was completely unaware of this, and of course, he couldn't afford to consider it.
The black market was never a peaceful place, and he hadn't expected to be envied before deciding to sell his goods. Even if he had thought of it, he wouldn't have cared. If he could fight, he'd fight; if he couldn't, he'd run. They were all men, why be cowards!
Currently, the business matters were handed over to Xue Rengui and Su Dingfang. One was responsible for calling out bids and hammering the deals, while the other was responsible for recording the required goods in a small notebook. Fang Er sat leisurely on the side watching, with Yi Shen Shi Nai standing behind him, her eyes full of admiration.
This scene was too exciting! It was comparable to when they used to set up stalls selling their 'dung'... After all, their 'dung' was extremely precious material for most civilizations.
"Hahahaha, how is it, brother? Is my old brother's publicity powerful enough?"
Jones squeezed in from outside the crowd, laughing heartily.
Praise me quickly...
Fang Er finally understood where these people came from!
"You should have sent someone back in advance to inform us, this is too sudden!"
He pointed at the chair beside him speechlessly, signaling Jones to sit down and talk.
"If I had told you in advance, it wouldn't have been a surprise. So, how much did you earn today?"
Jones sat down, looking at him expectantly.
"Not much, only thirteen billion immortal coins."
Fang Er casually stated the number.
Jones hadn't even fully sat down before his body went limp and he collapsed onto the ground.
"Ten, ten, thirteen billion?"
He couldn't believe his ears! This number was far beyond his imagination! Before, after working himself to death and robbing, the income after deducting costs was at most tens of millions. Damn it, how should he spend so much money...
He suddenly became melancholic. According to the agreed profit sharing, he would receive half of the immortal coins, a full six hundred and fifty million! I'm going to buy a ship, buy one, smash one! Hiahiahiahia..........
Fang Er watched as this guy's expression became more and more bizarre, even twisted, and he reached out to wave his hand in front of his eyes in astonishment.
"Brother??"
"Ah?"
Jones instantly came back to his senses and quickly cleared his throat awkwardly.
"Um, brother, do you think we should expand our team?"
"After all, only with more people can we do bigger business!"
It sounded reasonable, but Fang Er always felt that this guy was "subtly" urging him to share the money... However, the previous five-five split was what he had said, and these buyers were also brought back by him and Bu Yun Bu Yu. It wasn't unreasonable to get rewarded for their efforts. Although the current numbers far exceeded their previous expectations, there was no reason to go back on their word. After all, when has our Fang Er ever been a one-time deal maker?
He nodded to Jones: "Alright, when these people leave, we'll plan it properly!"
Jones was overjoyed.
The waiting process was boring, so he took the initiative to introduce these people who came to grab the goods. These people were all second-hand dealers who operated outside all year round. They would smuggle some of the black market's supplies to other planets, mainly those that had not yet ventured out into space. Although this was strictly forbidden, as the saying goes, if the profit is enough, merchants will dare to trample on all the laws of the world! And those planets couldn't afford the immortal coins circulating within the galaxy, so they could only trade with their unique resources. These resources, in the hands of the second-hand dealers, were then resold in the black market, often yielding profits of several times over in a single round trip!
The transaction process lasted for more than a hundred hours. Fang Er went from the initial excitement of receiving money to becoming numb at the end. The meteorite stall had limited space, and he couldn't go back to rest. Helplessly, he gave himself an electric wheelchair, moving around the marketplace, collecting immortal coins with his left hand and taking out new weaponry with his right. By the time he finally sent off the last second-hand dealer, he was so tired he couldn't even keep his eyelids open! Returning to the ship's cabin, he mustered the last bit of his strength and glanced at the immortal coins piled up in the warehouse.
"Holy cow!"
"This much??"