Chapter 147 Circus High-end Business
A few months later.
The date has come to the end of the solar calendar year 4418, and 8:00 a.m. on June 1 next year will be the exact time of the public beta.
There are still six months left before the open beta.
The weather in Amber City gradually became colder.
There was even light snow falling in the sky. When the wind blew it, snowflakes fell on the hats, scarves and shoulders of pedestrians. The body temperature melts the snowflakes, turning into ice water and seeping into the fibers, making people shiver.
Inner-city residents are well prepared, including woolen coats, thickened windbreakers, a variety of fashionable fur gloves and hats, and even hot water bottles studded with jewels and diamonds, etc.
"The winters in recent years have become colder and colder..."
At a table in front of Chen Lun, two old men wrapped in coats were drinking and chatting.
"I heard that the crops outside the city are not harvesting, and next spring's crops will also be affected. Food prices are generally rising now, and the crime rate in the outer city is rising faster than food prices. Alas."
"Oh, last week my son had a meal with Mr. Hardy from Moses' voyage and discussed a business deal, and they happened to talk about these things..."
One of the old men picked up the exquisite wine glass, took a sip, shook his head and sighed.
"Now the price of salt transported from some salt-producing cities such as Amethyst City, Phosphorus City and Wushuimang City has basically increased several times... Pickled fish and meat do not contain enough salt, so they are prone to spoilage. In addition, Food is expensive now, and refugees are dying in droves outside the city.”
Three men at the other table heard the conversation and joined in with great interest.
"That's a lot of work. If the body is not disposed of in time, it will lead to epidemics!"
A fat white man wearing glasses said while drinking.
One of his companions, lighting a cigarette, added:
"The epidemic has begun to spread. Plague has appeared in surrounding towns such as Jade Town, Bingnuo Town, and Youdou Town. Those scattered small villages have become a hotbed of the damned epidemic...!
The inner city police station must guard the Amber Bridge and cannot easily let people from the outer city come in! Otherwise it would be unthinkable..."
Another companion, who looked gentle and gentle, frowned and said with a look of disgust:
"Actually, the Amber River has long been polluted by those disgusting hybrids. Maybe there are diseases transmitted by them in our daily drinking water!
The people in the outer city deserve to die, they should all be driven away! ”
His two companions seemed a little nervous after hearing this, but they still persuaded:
"It shouldn't be that serious...Dumi, you are too excited."
The gentle man named Dumi did not give up. After taking two sips of strong wine, the disgust on his face became even worse, and he began to blush and curse. He even bluntly said that if he joined the army, he would definitely kill all those low-level people.
The two old men shook their heads when they saw this.
One of the old men called the waiter again, brought several glasses of expensive spirits, and then took out a small bag of unknown strange things from his arms.
"Don't worry, young men... I happen to have some anti-epidemic medicine here. Let me give you some."
The old man opened the small wrapping paper and found two broken black solid pieces inside, which looked a little sticky and not very clean and hygienic.
The three men looked at each other and immediately shook their heads. No one dared to accept this weird "drug".
"Don't worry, this is the anti-epidemic medicine developed by the followers of the 'Black Messenger'. You can try some of it... These days, even the Red Apple Church is unreliable, so who should we believe in to gain salvation?"< br>
While talking, the old man had already picked up a piece, stuffed it into his mouth, and started chewing it slowly.
There was nothing strange about the expression on his face. Instead, he smacked his mouth with unsatisfied intentions.
When the three men saw this, they were worried about the plague and thought of the newly built Black Messenger Square. Finally, they put some black paste into their mouths with doubts.
After all, the rise of the "Black Messenger" during this period is quite convincing. After all, too many people witnessed the incident half a year ago.
"Hmm...it tastes very sweet. Is this brown sugar?"
The fat, fair man with glasses chewed it a few times and said doubtfully.
The old man nodded and asked with a smile:
"Do you feel hot?"
The three men suddenly felt tightness in their chests and sweat on their foreheads. They began to worry whether they had taken some poison.
"Oh, don't be nervous. This is the anti-epidemic medicine taking effect, plus you guys just drank some wine... It's right to have a fever. You will only feel warm and strong, which is not a bad thing."
The old man looked at the people at the tables around him and enthusiastically took out the "anti-epidemic medicine" in his hand.
The other guests had overheard the conversation, and since this was a famous bar in the inner city, most of the people who came here were familiar faces, so they didn't take too much precautions.
After a while, several middle-aged guests took some "anti-epidemic medicine" from the old man and took it on the spot.
They all said that they felt warm all over and felt good.
"Young man, would you like some?"
The old man looked at Chen Lun and handed over the small paper bag in his hand.
"Thank you very much..."
Chen Lun responded with a polite smile.
He picked up a small piece at random but did not put it into his mouth.
He had just performed a divination on this thing, so it would be fine if he took it.
Now holding it in hand, after basic identification on the panel, it was confirmed that it was an ordinary candy bar, but there seemed to be some herbal plants added to it.
"Sir, where are the followers of the 'Black Messenger' you mentioned? I also want to purchase some of this anti-epidemic medicine..."
Chen Lun looked at the candy in his hand and asked with a chuckle.
He was very curious about who was selling "drugs" in his name and making profits.
The old man didn't think too much and simply gave the house number of a relatively remote neighborhood in the inner city and explained that it was an older clinic.
The popularity of anti-epidemic drugs has gradually increased in circles recently, not only because of the seriousness of the plague situation, but also partly because the completion of Black Messenger Square has strengthened this belief among more residents.
People often come to Black Messenger Square to worship the black-winged bronze statue next to the fountain.
Chen Lun has not come forward to admit this, nor does he want to attract the attention of the Sun Church and the shelter. After all, it’s just been “cleansed”, so it’s better not to cause trouble anymore and to develop honestly for a while.
And even if he wants to serve as the people's belief, I'm afraid he is powerless.
At present, as a low-sequence transcendent, it is easy for his secrets to be exposed, and the disadvantages caused by that time will be even more serious.
It's better to let this misunderstanding continue. As long as he doesn't admit it, the Sun Church and the shelter will turn a blind eye and won't pay too much attention to an image of faith that has no practical significance.
Ding dong...!
At this time, the door of the bar was pushed open, and a cold air rushed in from the outside.
Everyone turned around and saw a tall, fat man walking in with his head lowered and giving them an embarrassed smile.
The fat man was carrying a black square tool bag in his hand. Several wooden sticks protruding from it seemed to be parts of an easel.
"Noah, here."
Chen Lun waved to him and then said goodbye to the two old men.
When Noah approached, Chen Lun briefly greeted him and then sat down.
Chen Lun was originally waiting for him here, so he asked the waiter to prepare a sturdy and large chair in advance, but even so, after Noah sat down, he still felt a little cramped and uncomfortable.
"Let's just sit there for a while and then set off."
Chen Lun smiled and comforted him, and poured a glass of wine for Noah.
"Well, Mr. Jack."
Noah scratched his head, picked up the glass and drank it all.
Since a few months ago, the circus has been running out of liquidity.
After the goods produced are sold, they are turned into capital investment. Now the circus's plate is getting bigger and bigger, but there is not much working capital left.
In order to maintain the huge expenses, Chen Lun finally decided to start accepting commissions, some of which were transferred from the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce.
This can alleviate some of the financial pressure, and can also give the team members some opportunities for mysterious accumulation.
Today, Noah and his client happened to be at the same place, so they made an appointment to go there together.
Just before Noah came here, he also completed a commission to paint a portrait for the mother of a wealthy businessman... I heard that after taking into account the handling fee, he finally received a total of 20 gold pounds.
‘Painting is so profitable...’
Chen Lun sighed.
It’s just that he doesn’t quite understand why Noah, the young boss of the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce, is working for him, so he is still so excited.
"Noah, you can actually get the deducted handling fees... After all, we are all a family, so don't worry so much."
Chen Lun drank hot milk and said seriously.
Noah laughed twice, knowing that Mr. Jack was joking, so he shook his head and said:
"I just have an identity there and receive dividends from time to time, but I don't actually participate in any family business...
I had never realized before that the feeling of going out in person to complete a customer's commission and earn commission money was so enjoyable. ”
Chen Lun smiled, could this be the "quotations of the rich second generation working as part-time workers"?
The two sat for a while, and Chen Lun suddenly said:
"Noah, we should go...there will be a commotion here for a while."
Noah was startled for a moment, then nodded towards him without asking why, as if he was trusting.
The two stood up and walked straight out of the bar door.
A cool breeze blew in my face, and before the bar door was closed, I heard noisy seat collisions and exclamations coming from behind.
"Oh my sun! Dumi! What's wrong with you?!"
"Hey friends! Wake up!!"
"Poor guy, is this an acute illness?!"
Bang!
The bar door closes.
Everything has nothing to do with Chen Lun.
He lifted his steps and walked forward, followed closely by Noah holding the tool bag.
"This is just his fate, that's the end of it."
Chen Lun shook his head slightly and spoke calmly about the matter.
"A sudden illness took his life... No one knows whether he will survive tomorrow."
Ironically, Chen Lun observed through his life-seeing eye that the guy who suddenly fell ill, named Du Mi, was not actually from the eastern part of the mainland... This meant that his family had been immigrants from outside the country since their ancestors. , perhaps even lower than the low-class people in his words.
"Let's go, Third Street."
Chen Lun smiled.
"You go and paint people's portraits, and I'll go and do divination, and maybe dog training... Our circus business is getting more and more high-end." Thanks to Yu Xingshi for the butler and the monthly ticket~Wei'er, Wai Lu Cooking wine, blessing Huajing, success depends on people and planning, and reward from book friend 20190815130411693~
There are also monthly passes for other beauties~Thank you very much~
(End of chapter)