Chapter 8 Trading Again
Shen You paused and put down the roast duck in her hand. She couldn't eat it even if she was looked at like this.
Xie Guanrong looked at the glowing light tubes on the ceiling with fear.
What is this place? Underworld?
But the underworld mentioned in the book is dark and terrifying, but this place is as bright as day.
There was also shiny golden roast duck on the table. Just by smelling it, his body, which was almost exhausted from hunger, seemed to have regained some strength.
Seeing the other party's appearance, Shen You was worried that something might happen in the store.
She picked up the plastic lid, put the freshly rolled roast duck on it, and pushed it across the table.
"I, I don't have any money." Xie Guanrong said nervously.
He looked at the burritos on the table and couldn't bear to blink.
"No money." Shen You reached for the disposable cup again, poured a glass of water from the water dispenser, and placed it next to the plastic lid.
Hearing this, Xie Guanrong's expression brightened instantly, "Really? Can I eat it?"
Shen You nodded.
Xie Guanrong stretched out his thin arms and hesitated when he was about to touch the food.
There is no such thing as a free lunch, and he doesn't believe there is such a good thing.
There were people fleeing the disaster everywhere outside the city. A pancake and clean water were precious commodities. How could there be such a good roast duck.
But now that he is like this, apart from a worthless life, what else can others plot?
Xie Guanrong struggled for a while between the two options of starving to death or taking a risk, and chose the latter.
He picked up the steaming burrito, feeling the aroma of the food, and his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.
It's real food! It's not a hallucination caused by being hungry and dizzy.
Take one bite, the crispy skin, tender duck meat, refreshing cucumber and sauce will instantly occupy your taste buds.
He has never eaten such delicious food. Could it be that he really met an immortal!
Xie Guanrong looked at Shen You with some embarrassment. He was reluctant to finish eating at once and was worried about making the immortal unhappy.
Shen You took a box of roast duck and put it over. There were two boxes of takeout. She couldn't finish it by herself, so she thought it was a good deed.
At this age, in modern times, I still sit in the classroom and write test papers.
"Give me these too?" Xie Guanrong said flattered, "What can I do for you? I am strong, can do any job, and have read a book."
Shen You looked at his body that fell down when the wind blew, and thought for a moment, "Then you can write a few words for my shop. There are just some decorations missing on the wall."
She took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the express box under the counter.
The express delivery that just arrived during the day has not been sorted yet. I bought these so that they can be used by customers when they need them.
"Eat something first. Only when you are full can you write well."
Xie Guanrong nodded gratefully to Shen You and ate the roast duck slices with great care.
Shen You asked a few questions and confirmed that the young man came in from the pavilion near the official road outside the city.
She was not surprised by this. The entrance to the store did not have to be in that alley.
Shen You didn't close the random port, but also wanted to see what happened with this function.
Well, it's like a mobile NPC merchant in the game, which is kind of interesting.
Xie Guanrong's calligraphy has been written, and it is indeed good.
Thinking that he was on the run and a box of roast duck might not be enough, Shen You took out the rice cakes that he had not eaten in the morning from the refrigerator, heated them in the microwave, and put a pack of lotus leaf cakes into a plastic bag.
"This is for you too."
Xie Guanrong held the rice cakes and lotus leaf cakes across the plastic bags. He felt grateful beyond words, "Thank you, shopkeeper."
With this soft, glutinous and sweet taste, he didn't expect that he could eat something so delicious.
Xie Guanrong savored the sweetness in the pastry carefully, fearing to waste a little, and carefully held the remaining food in his arms,
"Can I save some to take back to my family?" "Yes, but don't leave it for too long, it will break."
Before he left the shop, Shen You reminded him again, "It's best not to tell anyone about your coming here."
The group of people who hacked down the door two days ago looked like officials. Ordinary people would be better off not causing this trouble.
"Thank you, Immortal, for your advice. I'll remember it. I won't forget your great kindness today."
As he said this, he knelt down and kowtowed to Shen You.
"No, no, no, no," Shen You hurriedly stopped her, "It's not necessary. If I accept your message, it's an equal deal."
In her home, apart from going to the temple to worship gods, people usually only have to kneel down and kowtow when someone dies.
This is very unlucky for her.
Xie Guanrong did not dare to disobey the immortal, so he gave up the act of kneeling.
After he left the shop, he looked back and saw the moonlight shining through the gaps in the tiles on the top of the pavilion and falling on the stone steps.
Not far away, there was only the earthen stove built with yellow mud in the tea shop, and there was no sign of the glowing wooden door.
Xie Guanrong opened his mouth in surprise, hid the plastic lunch box and the remaining half of the rice cake in his arms, and quickly left in the opposite direction.
They were fleeing from the wilderness. There was no way to lead them into the city, so they had to spend the night outside in a ruined temple. Sometimes they were unlucky and even the ruined temple was not available.
Ordinary people can only walk on both sides of the official road, and they cannot sleep directly on the official road. In that case, they can only sleep in the wilderness closer to the road.
For the sake of safety, many people fled together. If there were no young men in the family, they would be bullied and things would be robbed.
He has to hide his things and quickly return to the place where his family rests!
The thin figure looked around vigilantly to make sure there was no one around, and immediately ran to the younger, equally ragged child.
"Brother, where have you been?"
Xie Guanrong reached out and covered his mouth, telling him to keep his voice down, "I found something to eat, come with me."
The two children quietly ran behind the hidden tree, and then Xie Guanrong took out the things in his arms.
The rice cakes were a little deformed when hidden in the arms, but the roast duck in the box remained unchanged at all.
Xie Hua couldn't help but swallow when he opened the steamy lid, revealing the golden and oily duck meat roasted inside.
"I just met a fairy. This is what she gave me. Eat it quickly." Xie Guanrong said, "Don't tell anyone."
"Yeah! Brother, you eat too."
Xie Hua couldn't wait to grab a piece of roast duck and stuff it into his mouth. The food given by the immortal was different. It was so delicious that he couldn't believe it was real.
"I've already eaten. You can eat more." Xie Guanrong pushed the roast duck over and picked up a piece of lotus leaf biscuit to eat.
They were also afraid that the aroma would attract other people, so they got rid of the food as quickly as possible. All the oil in the box was used to dip the cakes.
Oil on the road to escape is also a very precious thing and cannot be wasted at all.
Shen You looked at the prompt on the counter system that the transaction was successful and the business value +2, and he fell into deep thought.
It has been observed that the operating value is related to the transaction content and the value of the items.
Is the child's handwriting so valuable?
Whether things like calligraphy and painting are good or not depends on one aspect, but whose work is more important.
A famous person can sell it for a big price with just a few strokes and a stamp, while an ordinary person's work may cost only 50 yuan and no one will buy it.
Shen You thought for a while and clicked on the transaction record, which did not include any special identity of the other party.
(End of chapter)