Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 87
The market monopoly brings about a reduction in the cost of living—this is actually a very magical thing.

Those rich chaebols, such as William Adams, after monopolizing a certain resource in society and occupying the market, why don't they try to obtain more resources and raise prices without limit, instead What about the low price strategy?

Chen Yan seems to have heard of it before. This is the result of long-term mutual game between parties represented by various interest groups at the top of the empire.

The current system and ideology of the empire are also the product of the long-term political struggle between parties representing various interest groups.

Chen Yan never participated in it, nor heard anyone describe that period of history in detail.

He thought to himself that no matter how the superstructure changes, as long as the final policy is beneficial to the people, it is enough.

In fact, the so-called "low price" is also a relative term - for the older generation of workers on Walker Street, the prices of vegetables and fruits at the market of William Adams Group are barely acceptable.

But for most other workers, or migrant workers from the countryside, these things are quite expensive - in most cases, they can only afford potatoes.

Mashed potatoes, potato cakes, potato cubes, baked potatoes, potato soup... The common people at the bottom of the empire do not like to eat this kind of food, but potatoes are the cheapest and most filling.

Chen Yan bought a large amount of potatoes, 500ml of suet, two catties of bacon, three liters of frozen milk, a bottle of cheese sauce, and 20 pounds of flour.

The rations for about two weeks cost a total of 30 pence.

Chen Yan estimated that he could eat it for two weeks, but in fact he didn't know how long it would last.

He hardly ever cooks for himself and doesn't know what to do well.

Just leave it to the glutinous rice fruit.

After selling the ingredients, I looked at my watch, and the time has come to 11:43 in the morning.

He can't carry so many things, but fortunately, William Adams's market has a delivery service: the market staff can help deliver items weighing more than 20 pounds.

When I got home, it was already 12:30 noon.

When Chen Yan arranged the ingredients in the kitchen, the glutinous rice fruit had already finished the lunch - the mint soup with floating oil, a small cup of beer, and a whole roast turkey!
"It's made with the ingredients that Ogami brought back yesterday." Nuomi Guo said.

Didn't Ogami mean the food received at the relief office?
In a place like the Relief Office, even turkeys are distributed! ?

Chen Yan covered his forehead.

It seems that yesterday's food was not brought from the relief office...

Is it stolen?

Chen Yan thinks that people like Ogami disdain to steal.

That was stolen?

He has such powerful force, if he sees something he likes, he can just take it, who can stop him?

Thinking of this, Chen Yan suddenly realized something.

Ohgami was still fighting in the lower city yesterday afternoon, and got home in the evening.

Not only did he get home, but he also brought a bunch of food.

Those food...couldn't be the spoils he "captured" by the way after teaching the Transcendents gathered in the lower city!

Chen Yan remembered that just now in the reception room of Cocklebur, that mind had mentioned a bar.

Thinking of this, Chen Yan couldn't bear to look directly at the beer in his hand.

"Has Ogami gone out?" Chen Yan couldn't help asking.

"Yes, we may have to live in the empire for a long time, so we must have income. He is looking for a job." Nuomi Guo said seriously.

"Oh, oh, that's right..."

Great!
This way my rent will be settled!

Chen Yan was in a good mood immediately, and returned to the bedroom after eating.

Before lunch break, he thought of one thing:

Nuomi Guo said today that they will stay in the empire for a while, is it because of what happened yesterday afternoon?

Through what happened yesterday afternoon, the two of them were able to confirm that they would stay in the empire for a "long period of time".

That's probably it.

Thinking of this, Chen Yan looked forward to the purpose of the two of them coming to the empire.

I also want to know what happened in the lower city yesterday afternoon.

Chen Yan fell asleep in a daze.

About an hour later, a voice rang in his ear.

'Mr. Chen, I'm back. '

Chen Yan fell asleep in a daze, opened his eyes, but there was no one in front of him.

"Ugh?"

He was dazed for a few seconds before suddenly reacting.

"Claude Moon."

'I am here. '

Chen Yan was pleasantly surprised: "I'm back so soon!"

His drowsiness was gone.

'Well, the cocklebur is out. '

His voice was a little tired, with resentment in his tone:
"There is an enchantment in the reception room of Xanthium annuum. It is not easy for me to get it. You owe me a big favor!" '

From his tone, Chen Yan could tell that it was really not easy for him.

'Remember, the grace of flowing water should be reciprocated by the sea! '

"It's the kindness of a drop of water that should be repaid by a spring." Chen Yan was unable to complain, "I will teach you another Asian slang, it is called [A lot of debts don't weigh you down], which means that if you owe a lot, there will be no pressure."

'Oh, Mr. Chen, you are such a jerk. '

"Where is that brain?"

'On your table... I want to remind you that that brain is not a good thing-he is a family member of a certain god known for [fraud]. Be careful when you talk to him. '

Chen Yan turned over and got up, and saw the cylindrical glass container filled with formalin solution on his desk.

The brain stayed in it quietly, until Chen Yan looked at it, and suddenly began to tremble violently. Countless tentacles stretched out from the brain groove, knocking feebly on the wall of the glass container.

Chen Yan looked forward to digging out the phone from under the pillow, glanced at the time at 2:31 pm, then opened the address book and turned on the Smart Vision camera.

The moment the Lingvision camera focused on his mind, a familiar hoarse voice came out from the phone's microphone.

"Thank you...your name?"

Chen Yan said casually: "I am your father, of course you have the same last name as me."

The brain was furious: "Shameless! I am the family of the gods! The blood of Ami Godala! The birth of the quantum entanglement storm! The heir of the infinite universe! The master of steel..."

It usually reported the name for 3 minutes in a row, and then laughed:
"Do you want to know the name of the god? You are really brave, do you know..."

Chen Yan was almost taken aback by its "scary"-sounding name, and was stunned for a moment before realizing it.

Chen Yan didn't listen to what it said, and came directly to it, took the mobile phone, and knocked "Bang Bang" on the glass container.

The percussion caused painful tremors in the brain, and even the voice from the phone's microphone was full of pain.

"Inferior life! You actually offended a blood descendant of a god! You..."

"Bang Bang Bang!"

The gully in his brain trembled violently.

"Speak up if you have something to say, anyway, I am also a family member of the gods, you..."

"Bang Bang Bang!"

The brain twisted like a cramp.

"Dad, I was wrong!"

Chen Yan put down her cell phone, sat on the edge of the bed, and crossed her legs.

"My dear son, tell Dad what happened yesterday afternoon?"

(End of this chapter)