Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Feng Lan stopped selling after noon. She had already sold three bowls of cold noodles. Any more would have been a bit exaggerated. Amidst the envious eyes of others, Feng Lan put all the bowls and pots on the table into the backpack, which was actually put into the space. She also folded the tablecloth, folded the table and put it in, covered it, and finished her work in a cool manner.

Today, excluding the 1.5 taels earned in the morning, Feng Lan earned a total of 648 copper coins, which is approximately equivalent to 0.648 silver. This is far more than the gold required by the system. This is when her business is good and she has no capital for the goods.

Such a large amount of money is already the highest an ordinary citizen can earn, but at this rate, Feng Lan may not be able to earn ten thousand taels of silver in a hundred years, let alone ten years!

There was no way she could stay here for a hundred years.

Therefore, at the end of the day, Feng Lan gave up the idea of ​​setting up a stall.

Her mind was a little groggy as she hadn't slept much for nearly two days. Even though her body could hold on, Feng Lan had never engaged in such intense activity and thinking for such a long time, and her thinking had begun to slow down. In order to act better later, she had to sleep. Feng Lan took the money she had just earned today and went to the hotel.

Two days were enough for her to know that the pass only needed to be shown when entering the city, and it was generally not checked at other times. Therefore, Feng Lan registered at the hotel and paid 30 copper coins for a day's accommodation. Then, she entered the room at the invitation of the waiter.

She forced herself to take a hot bath despite feeling sleepy, asked Huahua to be alert, and then she couldn't hold back any longer and fell asleep on the bed with her warm and light body after wiping off the water stains.

When Feng Lan woke up, it was already dark. The gray sunlight came in through the half-open window, barely providing a little light in the room.

Feng Lan stared blankly at the bed cover with her eyes open, not realizing where she was.

It was at this time that Huahua climbed over from the windowsill, along the mosquito net and climbed up to the top of the bed. In front of Feng Lan's eyes, a vine was covered with at least a hundred light yellow flowers.

The light and pleasant fragrance brought Feng Lan back to her senses. She stretched and got up.

"Thank you Huahua! That's awesome!"

"—"

Huahua happily waved its tentacles and wrapped them around its master again.

Because of his astonishing appetite, Feng Lan did not go downstairs to eat. Instead, he took out the large Australian lobster that he had brought from the previous dungeon, some steaming bacon and eggs, fresh salmon with mousseline sauce and cucumber, peeled shrimps and oysters, black pepper steak, and a large bucket of French ice cream.

Feng Lan ate a table full of dishes before she touched her not-so-protruding belly in satisfaction.

"A hot lunch is still delicious."

With a little space left in his stomach, Feng Lan went downstairs and had a small portion of fried noodles in the restaurant. He thought about his new idea.

It was discovered two days ago that the wealthy Cui family had no potatoes, sweet potatoes, or corn. Feng Lan was not sure at the time whether they really had none, so when she was setting up her stall today, she asked other snack stall owners discreetly, especially the old man next door, but no one had heard of it.

Even the food stalls along the entire street didn't have any relevant food.

Feng Lan Supermarket had a large pile of potatoes in stock. The quantity was not huge, but there were still several hundred kilograms. Some were obtained while playing the game, some were stockpiled in the first copy, some were dug out in the second copy, and some were in the sunken ship. She found the central kitchen, and since the ship was about to sink, Feng Lan took away all the potatoes.

Adding all the pieces together, potatoes were the largest, almost 3,200 kilograms.

The current emperor is a man of practical policies, and the prefect is worried about this year's tribute. Feng Lan naturally thought of these three golden crops.

Of course, she had to first determine the current per-acre crop yield of the people.