I was almost eaten at the beginning, luckily I was able to transfer the negative status

"Since helping others physically 'happy' can bring such great rewards, would it be possible to gain something great if I 'happy' myself?"

Looking forward to it.

An even bolder idea suddenly emerged in Zhou Heng's mind.

However, after thinking it over again and again, for the sake of his own life, he finally suppressed this bold idea.

“Opening my heart is still too dangerous, and I don’t know if cultivation is possible in this world.

If this world can also practice the martial arts training methods I learned in the previous world, then maybe I can give it a try.

As for now, I'd better take it easy. If I really kill myself, I won't have anywhere to cry."

Mind this.

Zhou Heng quickly shook his head to get rid of all the suicidal thoughts in his mind.

Then he turned his gaze again to the wonton stall whose owner he had killed.

"This wonton stall is very strange, maybe I can find something useful in it.

Just like the bone-cutting knife that I snatched from the boss, this thing is not only sturdy but also very sharp. It is definitely a treasure. There may be other treasures in the wonton stall.

Also, whether it was the rogue beggars who could turn into monsters that I met earlier, or the owner of this wonton stall.

They seemed to have some intelligence at first, but only when I told them I had no money did they mutate inexplicably and crazily.

It seems that money may be a very important and special thing here. The boss once scolded me for going shopping at night without money.

So, maybe I should find a way to get some money, and then maybe I can use it to buy general information about this world."

Think of this.

A moment of silence.

Zhou Heng first dragged the body and head of the wonton stall owner and threw them into a nearby alley. Then he returned to the wonton stall and explored it carefully.

This wonton stall is not too big.

The whole is transformed from a cart.

Apart from the stove that was burning but emitting cold air, the entire stall had only four drawers under the table.

When I opened the first drawer, it was empty. It was most likely used to store the bone-cutting knife that had been taken away by Zhou Heng.

Opening the second drawer, it was filled with wontons with thin skin and large fillings. Each one looked like a red and white crystal, and was extremely tempting.

I opened the third drawer and found some bottles and jars inside. I took out a few bottles and examined them carefully. These things seemed to be seasonings for making wontons.

Open the fourth drawer.

Zhou Heng's eyes suddenly changed slightly.

Because there was nothing else in it but the money that He guessed should be very important in this world, or in this night street.

There wasn't much money in there, not precious gold, silver, jewelry or banknotes, but rather rusty copper coins.

If you count carefully, there are only seventeen copper coins in total.

Zhou Heng was not sure what the exact value of seventeen copper coins was in this world, or in this strange night street.

However, the wonton stall owner had previously told him that a bowl of wontons cost one penny, and this copper coin most likely refers to one penny.

But he didn't understand what the wontons in this wonton stall were used for, so it was still difficult for him to judge the specific value of a penny.

After all, if the wontons in this wonton stall are some rare treasure, then the value of this penny would be extremely high. But if these wontons are simply a bowl of ordinary wontons that any mortal can afford, then the value of this penny can be imagined. Although it is still quite valuable, it is just that.

"Would you like to try a bowl of wontons yourself?"

Zhou Heng suddenly began to think.

Thinking of those wontons that looked like gems, his mouth began to drool shamefully.

But soon He shook His head repeatedly.

"As the ancients said, illness comes from the mouth. For safety's sake, I'd better not try this thing of unknown origin rashly.

Also, I just said I had no money and the boss went crazy and wanted to chop me into meat filling to make wontons.

If the wontons he has in his drawer now are also made in this way, I would be in big trouble if I ate them. I must not take such a risk.

And just thinking about these wontons seems to have whetted my appetite, which shows that this thing is definitely not a good thing."

I quickly suppressed my desire for the wontons.

Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little wary of the wontons.

"Boss, how much are the wontons?"

Just when Zhou Heng was a little distracted by his thoughts.

I don’t know when.

A man dressed like a scholar from a college appeared in front of the wonton stall.

The man looked to be about thirty years old, with slightly graying temples and a haggard face. He exuded an air of elegance, which made people feel convinced and respectful at first glance.

Facing the scholar's question.

Zhou Heng was stunned for a moment, then he quickly reacted and immediately said to the scholar with a stiff smile:

"Wontons are only one penny a bowl. Would you like a bowl of wontons, sir?"

"One penny a bowl?"

Hear Zhou Heng's offer.

The scholar suddenly frowned and fell silent, his haggard face full of hesitation, and it seemed that he was reluctant to spend so much money to buy wontons.

moment.

He then continued to ask cautiously:

"Boss, how many wontons are there in this bowl of wontons?"

How many wontons are there in a bowl of wontons?

Hear these questions.

Zhou Heng couldn't help but feel nervous and confused, because he didn't know either. After all, the real boss just shouted to him and didn't make the wontons.

Now that someone really comes to buy it, he really doesn't know how many wontons should be put in a bowl.

At the same time, the reason why he was troubled was not because he was worried about suffering losses. After all, this was a business with no capital investment, so there was no way he could suffer losses.

The main reason why he was in trouble was because he was worried that no matter how many or how few wontons he gave, it might cause some accidents because it did not conform to the conventions of this world.

After waiting for a long time, he finally found a 'person' who seemed to be able to communicate with him. He really didn't want the other person to go crazy and turn into a monster again because of some accident.

"Boss, I only have half a penny now. Could you please sell me half a bowl of wontons?"

Just when Zhou Heng was silent for a long time because he found it difficult to answer.

The scholar thought that He was not going to do this business anymore, so he begged for mercy.