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

Chapter 5

The big-bodied customer finished eating the tomatoes in his hand, and bought all kinds of food from other stalls one after another. He waited and ate while guarding the stall car. Looking at his body, he didn't have a bite of rice in vain. eat.

As the progress was about to bear fruit, more and more people gathered to watch the excitement, and Cen Wen's trimming of branches and flowers could make them express their regrets one after another.

Cen Wen strictly controls the quality of the products, but she is also a conscientious seller. Since the price is five pots of tomatoes, she will not raise the price midway. If the customer wants more fruits, she will reduce a few flowers. In the end, each plant will bear fruit. All the fruits are 21 two.

The guest was very satisfied, and offered to help support the bag, and picked two laborers from the crowd to help him carry it.

"What are you selling tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow I will only sell green vegetables. I am tired today, so I will rest for two days."

Cen Wen kept in mind the need to maintain a consistent personality with the public. He had just worked hard. As the lowest-level first-level wood-type supernatural power user, it was normal to rest for two days to recover his powers and spirit.

"Don't just sell these two kinds every day, change a few more varieties."

"Okay, I'll change to green leafy vegetables tomorrow."

"No, no, I mean you have ten pots."

"..."

After the elder brother finished speaking, he winked at Cen Wen, took his things with him and left.

Cen Wen hurriedly closed the stall, the morning market was almost over, so he couldn't stay any longer.

She understood what that big brother meant, and she showed her skills today, but tomorrow, more people will ask her to produce a certain variety of vegetables on the spot. As long as she is willing, her small vegetable selling business can be customized.

Before leaving, she also caught Brother Jie's younger brother from the crowd, and gave him a bag of vegetables from the small stall, including green vegetables and tomatoes, and her filial piety to Brother Jie cannot be forgotten.

Back at the apartment, the small stall cart was sent into the cubicle, cleaned up with a clang, and pulled out with a trolley full of planting pots.

When I came out, I was blocked by people.

Seven or eight little ruffians, one with a knife, one with a stick, and one with a homemade earthen gun. Looking at the shell, one would worry that if one or two more shots would blow up the chamber, one of them looked familiar. , was the person who stared at her from behind yesterday.

Cen Wen immediately raised his hands in surrender.

"What do you want to do?" Cen Wen asked politely first, what if the other party just came to ask for directions?
"Why can't you see? I heard that you made a fortune today, and the brothers are just short of money. I want to borrow some from you."

"Okay, how do you calculate the interest? Nine out and thirteen out?"

"what?"

After a lapse of 300 years, today's young people don't even understand what it means to go out of nine.

Cen Wen shook his head regretfully.

"If you are illiterate, don't come out to rob. Borrow [-], get [-], and pay back [-]. Do you understand?"

"Fuck, kidding me? Don't think that first-level supernatural beings are great!"

Before the other party finished speaking, Cen Wen kicked her feet hard, and there was a sudden explosion, crashing into the other party's arms like a cannonball from a human body. She tilted her raised arm slightly, and took advantage of the momentum to hit her heart directly with an elbow, throwing him up on the spot. He fell to the ground and rushed to the guy with the earthen gun behind him.

The tricks practiced on the battlefield are all murderous tricks, and that elbow to the heart can really blow the heart.

However, Cen Wen withdrew his strength in that blow, only knocked him out, not killed him.

She has a discounted physical fitness, not a discounted combat awareness and skills. Her flesh and blood wounds are almost healed, and it is no problem to overthrow a few little bastards with explosive power.

In the blink of an eye, the earthen gun changed hands, and the little ruffian who held the gun also lay unconscious on the ground.

Although it is an earthen gun, it also uses energy cartridges. Cen Wen will not use this kind of gun after 300 years, so she uses it as a stick in her hand, knocking a few heads so that the pipes of this inferior thing will not blow up.

"Do you still want to borrow money from me?"

"Do you want any more money?"

"Weak chickens dare to come out and imitate others to rob, with white eyes?"

"A disgraceful thing!"

The seven or eight people who blocked her fell down two first, and the remaining few ran away when they saw the situation was not good. In the end, they were not as fast as Cen Wen, and none of them escaped. The knives and sticks in their hands seemed to be useless All the toys were knocked out of their heads, and they fell to the ground with their heads covered and wailed.

Cen Wen collected their knives and sticks one by one, threw them on his cart, and walked away.

Before leaving, he took a little of their vitality to nourish themselves, and taught them a little lesson, making them think that the weakness in the next half month was due to the beating.

There are no secrets in the apartment, and gossip spreads quickly. The fact that the wood-type supernatural being in the building was robbed by someone turned out to beat him up soon became known to everyone, and even spread to the street.

The small video captured by the crowd at the morning market was also uploaded on the Internet at this time. In a black market morning market, there was a first-level wood-type supernatural being who gave birth to vegetables on the spot, which aroused great enthusiasm. Netizens commented on everything. , Some laughed at what the mere level one was showing off here, and some knowledgeable people saw what it means to be able to do things with ease.

Of course, there are some knowledgeable people in the black market, so when Cen Wen went out the next day, the customers who made a special trip came just as the elder brother said yesterday, they just specified the vegetable varieties, and some even brought vegetable seeds, and then took a bunch of them. money.

It took only a quarter of an hour for Cen Wen to sell out the ten pots of small green vegetables she brought. During the rest of the morning market, she was busy with customer customization, and of course she earned a lot of money.

Among these vegetables, in addition to traditional varieties, there are also new varieties that have never been seen before. They are all edible fruits and vegetables bred by agriculturists from harmless mutant plants in the past 300 years. It may not necessarily lead to success, but fortunately Cen Wen is not an ordinary person.

Her ability to do a job made the customers satisfied and returned. Before leaving, they all expressed that they would come back tomorrow.

As usual, he handed a bag of vegetables to Brother Jie's younger brother, and Cen Wen took the stall and left.

Today went well, no one blocked her outside the cubicle, and the neighbors she met, old and young, politely kept their distance. Yesterday, a group of little ruffians were lying all over the ground with bald faces, and now they are still hanging on the Internet. There is no law and order. Living in such a big man in the apartment building made many old, weak, women and children neighbors feel quite safe.

The three hours in the morning market really earned Cen Wen tens of thousands. She first bought some shrimp and fish fillets for herself, and planned to make a seafood pot at noon, and then lay on the bed and searched for shops selling supplements for supernatural beings in the black market. Compare prices and buy yourself some supplements.

She has no money or status, so she can't customize supplements suitable for her level, so she can buy low-level supplements, which can't cure the injury, but can relieve the pain for a while.

She has experienced many battles and is used to being injured, and it's not that she doesn't know the pain. If the internal injury doesn't heal within a day, she will be in pain all day long, but she can bear it.

Starting from the sixth level, they are all custom-made, Cen Wen naturally doesn't look at those, she only looks at the ones up to level five.

Level [-] is not good either, it’s too low level, it’s like drinking plain water, if you drink it, it’s the same as not drinking it.

Levels [-], [-], [-], and [-] supplements are all available on the black market, but judging by the sales volume, the second and third levels are the most sold. From this, we can also see what level of power users are mainly in the black market.

It stands to reason that the number of people with first-level abilities should be the largest, but at this level of income, there is not so much money to drink supplements recklessly.

So it is not surprising that the second and third tier supplements sell the most.

(End of this chapter)