The King of Quick Transmigration took the wrong cannon fodder script!

If a potato has some broken skin or is broken into two parts, is it not a potato?
A potato doll the size of a table tennis ball, isn’t it enough to satisfy people?
At this price, what bike do you want?

buy it!buy it!buy it!

The largest dairy farm in a certain country is also doing a promotion, selling [-] cans of milk powder that is about to expire in three months.

A can of milk powder weighing two kilograms, and the price of expired food is only [-] village coins.

In fact, the nano-material milk powder can has an excellent sealing effect. Although the expiration date is three months away, the intelligent customer service told Mrs. You that it is completely fine to drink it for more than half a year.

However, the food safety supervision department of Global Village would not agree!
If merchants sell expired food on the market, they will face fines that can bankrupt them.

One of the biggest advantages of all Global Village product packaging is that in addition to the brand LOGO, all product information is concentrated in an information button the size of a millet grain.

Buyers can see information such as the origin and production date of the product by scanning it with their own optical brain.

Absolutely innocent.

It also saves you the trouble of changing packaging.

Mrs. You was holding a huge sum of money and was enjoying shopping online in the village. The executives of the Cat King Rat Poison Group were anxious.

The big customer, who they thought was from an ancient civilization on an alien planet, had stopped buying back for several days in a row.

If the guests don't come, then we have to take the initiative.

The group's smart customer service kept sending messages to Mrs. You.

[Dear VVIP customer, have you used up the rat poison you purchased last time?Recently, our Cat King Rat Poison Group launched a buy three get one free event.]

Mrs. You who is full of shopping desire: In that case, let’s buy some!
At the moment, the "big pit" is obviously not at the end of its rope yet, so she is in no hurry to take out the food she just bought.

In the primitive forest, because the red mist has not dissipated, the tribesmen cannot go.

Faced with food shortages, the women at home racked their brains to save some food for the family by changing the form of food.

Unexpectedly, the more tricks the housewives play, the more the children at home eat.

Just eat a fresh one!
Seeing the posture, the housewives were so angry that they wanted to go on strike.

In the end, I still cooked millet porridge for my family for decades.

But the porridge is getting clearer and clearer.

If you drink enough water, no problem!

In order to make their idle days less difficult, they started weaving linen again.

You Aniang's logic is: the most rice millets are eaten in winter during the year. Only when people wear thick clothes and don't feel cold, can they not only think about eating and drinking.

The younger brothers in the family were fed by the goddess sister, a milk drink that was said to be produced from the divine milk of the gods.

The fragrant and silky milk makes everyone so happy that they don’t know what night it is.

Not only did the younger brothers and little sister have milk to drink, but the ape babies in the family also drank basins of milk.

For a moment, Youjia was full of milky flavor.

Two days later, Shili Cemetery.

Brother Dayang and others were so anxious that big bubbles grew on the corners of their mouths.

It hurts to concentrate.

Pain clears the mind.

The family members, who drank milk and ate fruit candies, urged them over and over again to work hard.

A few of them swept through all the reference books in the only two bookstores in Shanghai.

Especially the carpentry books that Brother Beard wanted, he actually found two.However, the elusive Brother Beard has not appeared for two consecutive nights.

The five brothers were so anxious that they all lived in the cemetery.

I'm afraid that I might accidentally miss the visit of the God of Wealth.

When I was running around in a hurry.

"You guys, come and help!"

Familiar sounds of nature came from a nearby tomb.

Several people suddenly felt energetic.

When they lit the torch, they followed Brother Beard into his ancestral grave.

Then I discovered that there were ten bulging big sacks piled in the grave bag, which was less than five square meters.

"Brother Beard, what is this?"

The black market bosses were full of questions. They thought Brother Huzi was bringing milk powder or fruit candies.

Obviously, the bulging sack did not contain such rare items.

Disappointment lasts only a moment.

Because Brother Beard said lightly: "Oh, these are freshly dug potatoes from the mountains. One sack weighs one hundred kilograms."

"What, potato?"

"Oh my god, brother! I touched it, it's a potato, a potato bigger than my fist!"

One boy touched a corner of the sack and shouted excitedly.

Brother Dayang excitedly counted and touched the sacks:

"Ten sacks is one thousand catties! One thousand catties of potatoes is one thousand catties! Oh, Brother Beard, you are really capable! In just a few days, you have not only solved your own food shortage problem, but also provided food to We have sent so much! From now on, I will be at your disposal, eldest brother!"

The other party obviously didn't care about his flattery and only asked: "Have you found the book I want?"

"I found it, I found it! Brother Beard, there are only two bookstores left in Shencheng. We have covered all the reference books in them. This time I brought you [-] books."

"Three hundred books, you just want to exchange for my thousand pounds of potatoes?" Brother Huzi was satisfied in his heart, and what he said was different.

When Brother Dayang heard this, he became anxious: "That can't be done, little brother, I'm not that ignorant! Don't you know that you are so capable that you brought so many potatoes at once? Look at this Okay, can you exchange a pound of potatoes for a book? I still need [-] copies from Brother Huzi!"

One thousand catties of potatoes would be enough for their family to eat for several months, but they really couldn’t miss it.

Brother Beard pondered for a long time, and Brother Yang's hair was so anxious that he said: "Seven hundred books, plus a hundred pounds of tissue paper and fifty tubes of toothpaste! I'll come back to pick it up in a week."

The black market boss was no longer calm and said without stumbling: "Deal! Brother Beard, as long as you take action, I can help you digest anything."

If you say so, I really have it!
"Then, do you want rat medicine? As long as a mouse takes one pill, it will die. It does not affect the eating of meat."

A few black market bosses, you look at me, I look at you.

I have never heard anyone say that the medicine that can kill mice does not affect the eating of meat.

The bearded man showed no guilt and suggested:

"If you don't believe it, you can catch two mice now and try it! I never tell lies in my life and work.

The rat poison I sell will expand in the intestines of rats until their organs explode, but the skin and flesh will not be affected at all.

As long as the dead mouse is skinned, the head and tail are removed, and the internal organs are removed, the meat will still be edible after it is cooked. "

Listening to her detailed explanation of Amway, Brother Dayang and the others were really moved. (End of chapter)