Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

After all, I still made money.

Seeing Zhao Ke's amiable face and enlightening himself, I couldn't help feeling a little fond of Zhao Ke.

Suddenly, I feel that this young man still understands the meaning of respecting the elderly.

However, before the sambar showed a gratified smile, Zhao Ke pointed to the big bluestones on the side.

"It's fine if you figure it out, man, don't be too stubborn, I'll leave those big bluestones to you, and make me a training platform."

After the words fell, the smile on Sambar's face immediately froze.

What about respecting the old and loving the young?

Good butler?

Are you treating me like a bully?

But Sambar didn't dare to complain to Zhao Ke anymore, because when he turned around, he saw an extra bloody hammer in Zhao Ke's hand.

He was glancing back and forth on the top of his head with cold eyes.

The hammer head is an ordinary hammer head.

But the bloody smell on the hammer head made the sambar tremble with fear.

The strong resentment above made Sambar feel that his head was cold and cold, and thought: "How many people have to be beaten to death to be entangled with such strong resentment?"

Only then did Sambar remember the young man in front of him.

He is not some outstanding young man with five stripes who emphasizes civility and politeness.

It's a big devil who eats people but doesn't spit out bones.

In addition to the training platform, Zhao Ke made a plan around it. Although it is only the size of a vegetable garden, take your time.

But what troubled Zhao Ke was how to make money.

I am very short of postal points, to what extent?

Just do the math to figure out what's going to happen next.

The first is devouring stamps.

Regardless of whether the spirit skill is used or not, it will consume post points.

Judging from the consumption of postal points last time.

This is undoubtedly a large expense.

And from the looks of it, there is no way to swallow all the stamps in the short term.

So at least in the next horror space, I still need a lot of postage points to maintain the consumption of stamps.

Next.

This vegetable garden is really a bit small, and the spiritual energy is not enough to maintain his cultivation.

Of course, he was too lazy to practice.

But with so little aura, Zhao Ke was really worried that he would consume it all in a fierce exercise in the future.

Even if you don't consume it yourself, the spiritual energy will slowly start to dissipate without a new injection.

This made me have to buy more stamps to add new aura to Da Xia Ding from time to time.

This money is cheaper than the previous two, but it still requires a lot of postage.

It seems that since I entered the middle postman.

The consumption of postal points suddenly soared to a level that Zhao Ke never even dared to imagine.

For a moment, Zhao Ke suddenly understood.

Why, those mid-level postmen are so enthusiastic about the offerings made by the shop owners of the ghost city.

It seems that they are all short of money.

Look at the poor rattling postage in your stamp album.

Zhao Ke can't even remember the last time he was so poor.

Suddenly, Zhao Ke realized that making money was his top priority right now.

Where is the most profitable?

Of course it's a ghost city.

Don't dare to say anything else, just take Hongyan House as an example, Zhao Ke estimates that the daily transaction volume is definitely a huge fortune.

Other shops in the ghost market, even if they are not as good as the Red Smoke House, are definitely not far behind.

Therefore, the place to make money is none other than the ghost market.

But the question is, how can I make money.

Selling panties like last time?

Zhao Ke shook his head, not to mention that this kind of deception has already been used once, and he would not be fooled.

Zhao Ke himself will not take this risk again.

But if you can't sell underwear, what else can you sell?

Besides, it seems that it is not so easy to open a shop in the ghost market.

That is to say, the source of his own customers is directed at the direction, or they are ordinary low-level postmen.

Or go to the trade fair in the Red Smoke Pavilion and sell it to those intermediate postmen.

But what to sell?It was a headache for Zhao Ke.

Thinking about it, Zhao Ke called out the stamp album and began to scan it carefully.

In the end, Zhao Ke set his sights on the two stamps "Black Factory" and "Big Tonic Angelica".

Zhao Ke frowned slightly, and slapped his thigh: "Yes!"

The sambar, who was still casting a spell to carry the big bluestone, was yelled by Zhao Ke, and the bluestone almost hit him on the head.