The full-level boss is laid off and re-employed in StarCraft

Chapter 4

The younger brother collected money to do business, took Cen Wen to identify the booth, and painted her name Awen on the booth, indicating that the booth was occupied during the morning market, and even if she did not leave the booth, no one else was allowed to occupy it.

Similarly, before her time came, stall owners in the afternoon market could not forcefully drive them away.

After finishing the most important booth, Cen Wen continued to work on other preparations.

She bought a second-hand cart, rented a lockable warehouse cubicle on the ground floor of the apartment for parking, and bought more planting pots and other planting supplies.

After five days of this kind of lazy and leisurely preparation and healing, the wounds all over his body have finally scabbed, and he can work without worrying about the wounds bursting if he does some strenuous work.

A large shelf was placed on the stall cart, and ten planting pots were placed horizontally and vertically, seven pots of small green vegetables, three pots of large tomatoes, and more than 20 pots of the same vegetables in the space for backup.

When the health is good, the ten pots are rotated and sold while planting, and when the health is not good, the spare pots are sold.

Everything was ready, and Cen Wen didn't miss a day, dragging the cart out of the stall early in the morning.

In the morning market, many housewives and elderly people from the surrounding area come to buy food for the day, but the black market does not do production, all supplies are shipped from outside, and the price of food is not cheap. Foodstuffs with two words are more expensive. People who come to the morning market to buy things are ordinary people with limited income, and they have to weigh two vegetables.

As soon as Cen Wen's small stall cart was displayed, it attracted the surrounding stall owners and crowds to watch. After looking at it, no one bought it.

She was not in a hurry, and on the first day she opened the stall, she took it as an advertisement. She saw many people in the crowd opened their wristbands and took photos secretly. When the news spread on the Internet, interested people would naturally come.

During the entire morning market, Cen Wen didn't sell a single vegetable. When closing the stall, Brother Jie's younger brother came over and asked for a pot of tomatoes, but he didn't pay for it.

The protection fee is for the gang, and the filial piety is for Brother Jie and his younger brother, so it is very clear.

Cen Wen took the stall back, sent the carts into the warehouse cubicle, and then put them all into the space.

Just as she was about to lock the door and leave, she suddenly felt a jolt, and the intuition she had cultivated in the battlefield for many years together with the small cane on her wrist sounded the alarm.

There are people behind.

【Master, someone is spying on us! 】

[Tsk, what a hassle. 】

Cen Wen withdrew his hand, walked into the cubicle again, took out the small cart from the space, and then took out an old cart from the space, carefully stacked ten planting pots on the cart, locked the door and left. .

While waiting for the elevator, someone approached behind me.

The little rattan sounded the alarm again.

【He is peeking at us! 】

Cen Wen didn't look back, he only observed the back through the reflection on the door, then each entered the elevator and went to his own floor.

Back in the house, Cen Wen simply packed up, ate something and lay down to catch up on sleep. The weight of the cart was real, and her physical fitness was fully discounted due to serious injuries.

The little rattan stays in the house to be vigilant, pay attention to the door and the balcony, and beware of another uninvited guest.

The whole day was uneventful, and in the evening, Cen Wen ordered frozen meat from a grocery store a few streets away to make braised pork, and also boiled some tomato meat sauce for noodles.

When I went out to throw out the garbage, the smell of meat wafted into the corridor, and many people salivated when they smelled it.

People who live in this kind of cheap apartment have limited living expenses, and they mainly rely on convenient and fast food for daily living. There are even poorer people who can only drink nutritional supplements. Three tubes cost ten yuan for a day's energy needs, but as long as they are human, how can they not know how to cook in soy sauce? The meat is delicious.

"Fuck, if you have money to eat meat, what are you doing here!"

An unbearable swearing came from behind some door.

At the garbage dump, Cen Wen was recognized by the neighbors passing by, and after chatting for a few words, he realized that he was somewhat of a small Internet celebrity. The crowd uploaded the clips they took to the Internet when they were selling vegetables in the early morning, and now everyone around here knows about it. There was a guy who sold potted vegetables.

Of course, the neighbors don't know how to buy vegetables, and they left after chatting, but this news gave Cen Wen more confidence in his small business.

Early the next morning, Cen Wen went out to set up a stall on time.

This time the business is open.

Just like yesterday, seven pots of green vegetables and three pots of tomatoes were sold out in less than an hour. Seeing brother Jie come over, Cen Wen took out a packaged bag from a corner of the stall, which was still a bag of fresh tomatoes.

The younger brother took the bag and was about to leave when another man with a big arm and a round waist came in front of the stall with a half-eaten tomato in his hand. Cen Wen saw that it belonged to his family.

Cen Wen was also very happy that repeat customers came so quickly.

When the other party saw the bare planting pot, he took out a bundle of bundled cash from his bag and shook it in his hand.

"Five pots of tomatoes, if you can get them, I'll give you all the money."

That bundle is worth [-] coins, at least [-]. Not to mention buying five pots of tomatoes, ten pots are more than enough. There are three tomato plants in one pot. In order to control the quality of the fruit, only fifteen or six fruits are left in one plant.

Calculated in this way, the unit price is more than 20 yuan per fruit, but it is not expensive if the labor force of wood-type supernatural beings is counted. Otherwise, how to distinguish it from naturally growing vegetables and fruits, and the time saved by direct ripening is all supernatural. labor costs for those who can.

"Okay, wait a moment."

As if by magic, Cen Wen dug out one corner of the stall cart and another corner, large and small planting tools were displayed, and five planting pots were quickly cleaned up, seeds were planted on the spot, and plant nutrient solution was poured.

Putting down the thing, the wood-type ability was activated immediately, and the seeds germinated on the spot and emerged from the planting soil.

"Wood-type abilities?!" The customer raised his eyebrows, paid the money boldly, stood aside and continued to eat his own tomato, "Okay, I'll wait."

The spectators around opened their wristbands to take pictures. It is rare to see supernatural beings in this block, let alone supernatural beings spawning plants on the spot. It is really rare to see.

The only remaining level-[-] ability to produce five pots of tomatoes is not troublesome. In the past, in order to provide food and drink for all the soldiers and civilians in wars, serious level-[-] wood-type abilities started with hundreds of square meters. If you can't urge fruit roots like tomatoes and potatoes, you have to urge vegetables, no matter how bad the pasture is.

Cen Wen was seriously injured and her strength was regressed, but her understanding and use of strength had already reached the pinnacle, and five pots of tomatoes were just a blink of an eye to her.

But she didn't do that. It's now 300 years later. Today's wood-type superhumans don't have the motivation to improve their strength like their predecessors. It can be seen from the large and small supernatural websites and forums on the Internet. The level is really not as good as before, of course she has to keep in line with the public.

Her method is to give birth to a period, then spray the plant nutrient solution, take the opportunity to rest, then give birth to a period, then sprinkle the nutrient solution, and so on.

It looks very slow, but she looks very hard every time she makes five pots together.

(End of this chapter)