Plane Supermarket

On the eve of Stan's departure, the guys were depressed, and they didn't talk much to each other, and when they did, they were listless.

But Stan didn't spoil them - he had to leave if he didn't want to, they came to buy goods to make money, not to enjoy themselves.

It's heaven here for the guys.

They lived for four days, and they enjoyed it for four days. They didn't even have to go out of the house to eat and drink.

Every morning at dawn, someone brings food, with milky snow-white bread, and jam or butter to spread.

Put two slices of lettuce and ham on top, with a glass of milk, it will wake you up even if you are sleeping.

One silver coin per person per day, but no one feels that it’s a loss—although they don’t give the money themselves, the dishes are different every day, and the portions are sufficient. The chef did a poor job.

Stan also wants to abduct the chef here. Although he is not very old, he has seen a lot of worlds and eaten a lot of food, and those delicacies that are hyped in other people's mouths are just like that in his opinion.

The food preparation methods of the nobles are very cumbersome, but the taste...

Anyway, when Stan ate it in his mouth, it tasted almost the same as if it hadn't been processed.

Things are easy to buy, but chefs are not so easy to find. Chefs are passed down from generation to generation, masters are passed down to apprentices, or parents are passed down to children. There are not many dishes, not to mention eating every day, one or two months is enough.

But it is impossible for him to support a bunch of chefs.

The salary of the cook is much higher than that of the buddy!It hurts Stan to have one.

Although he knew in his heart that he would not be able to take the cook here, Stan still had the cheek to go to Ye Zhou and ask if he could buy a recipe, and he patted his chest to promise: "I'm sure it's only for myself. eat."

Ye Zhou smiled and didn't take it seriously. A businessman doesn't want to make money?A three-year-old would not believe this.

So Ye Zhou said: "I can give you the recipe, but you have to pay for it. As long as you pay the price, you can do whatever you want with the recipe after you get it."

Stan, who originally wanted to take advantage, could only endure the headache and pay a sum of money.

But even so, the "recipes" he bought were only soy sauce and cakes.

With his pockets already empty, Stan couldn't afford any more money for other cookbooks.

When Stan came, he only brought people, but when he left, he took a convoy with him. When he came, everyone was on horseback, and when he left, the guys were all on foot.

Ye Zhou was considerate and gave them tarpaulins to cover the goods. After all, the porcelain was okay, once the tea got wet, Stan would lose everything. Stan was so grateful that he wished he could squeeze out two tears to express his feelings.

But Ye Zhou just laughed.

The businessman's tears came as soon as he said it, better than some actors.

"Your Highness! You wait until I finish selling this batch of goods!" Stan poked his head out of the door as soon as he got into the carriage, and shouted at Ye Zhou.

Ye Zhou smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for your next visit."

Zhou Yuanhe, who was standing behind Ye Zhou, whispered, "Your Highness?"

Ye Zhou wasn't embarrassed this time. After all, he didn't make up this "identity" himself. He nodded naturally and said, "He thinks I should be a prince, otherwise there wouldn't be so many tea leaves and porcelain."

Zhou Yuanhe "tsk": "They really know how to make up their minds."

Ye Zhou: "Pushing things that you don't understand to people and things you are familiar with is also a way to eliminate fear."

Stan is gone, but the supermarket business is not idle.

Most of the people who came to the supermarket to buy things before were human. Although there were also dwarves and elves, they all lived in the deep mountains and old forests. Here they are.

The employees have dealt with the natives for so long, and they have a little understanding of the world.

For a long time, the races that ruled this continent were all human races, so the various races were separated, but the human race was still the main one.

The other races are not as numerous as the human race, and their technological development is not as fast as the human race. Most of the big cities are human cities.

The other races basically live in the countryside, and have little communication with the human race. They don't marry each other, and they don't even understand the language.

The reason why the dwarves and elves on the mountain could get news was because Apu brothers and sisters often ran up the mountain and made a few dwarf friends. There is a supermarket.

Even if they knew, they would not choose to go down the mountain.

Ye Zhou was not interested in the ethnic composition here - when he first came here, he thought there was magic in this world, or that elves could fly with wings.

As a result, after I came, I found that magic does exist, but it is no different from magic, and those who know magic are a minority of the minority. If there is a little magic power, they will be taken into the temple. Ordinary people will never see them throughout their lives. The responsibility of the temple is to "perform" in every major sacrificial event, and then return to the temple, waiting for the next sacrificial event before coming out.

As for elves, they don't have wings, the ones with wings are goblins.

Goblins live in deeper forests, they are only the size of a human palm, their bones are still hollow, just like birds, if they keep flying, they have to shit constantly, the scene is very eye-catching.

So goblins don't wear pants, and both men and women wear skirts.

Although Ye Zhou hadn't seen a goblin before, but just hearing the description, he felt that all the wonderful romantic fantasies about goblins in his heart were shattered.

So when he learned that goblins and dwarves were coming, he was not as excited as he was at the beginning, and he didn't go out to see for himself.

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"Slow down!" The young goblins chased the younger brothers in front of them barefoot. Their green skin almost blended with the surrounding grass in the sun. It was a rare trip down the mountain. All the young goblins wished they could fly down with their wings. .

The laughter almost broke through the sky.

The goblin caught up with the younger brother in front, and he rushed over. The two brothers rolled in the mud together, got up after eating a mouthful of mud, and started chasing again before they had time to straighten their clothes.

The middle-aged goblins are at the end of the line. Unlike the young goblins, they don't talk to each other very much. They carry a backpack almost as big as their entire bodies on their backs, and hold wooden sticks and stone axes in their hands to prevent possible accidents. The beast leaped out of the woods.

"Are these things enough?" Some goblins were worried. He turned his head and looked at the pannier on his back. There were some tanned leather and bacon in it. These were the most valuable things in their hands.

In the past, some merchants would go into the woods to do business with them. Those merchants were also goblins, and doing business with their own clan would always make them feel more at ease. According to those same clansmen, people outside were not short of flesh and fur.

Doing business with them is entirely for the sake of the same race.

The meat and furs they hoarded in a year can only be exchanged for about ten jars of salt in the hands of merchants of the same clan.

There is simply not enough food for an entire tribe.

What's more, they need not only salt, but also cloth to make clothes, and they need to buy tools to make their own hunting weapons.

Their life is not easy, otherwise the dwarves would not have come out with a family of adult goblins when they learned that there was a shop at the foot of the mountain that could sell them salt and cloth at a low price.

The middle-aged goblins rarely left the mountains, watching the young people fight, and their nerves gradually became less tense.

"It would be great if my back can be exchanged for a jar of salt." The big-nosed goblin cherished the leather and meat on his back.

"Patriarch! Shall we change the cloth this time?!" Someone asked the old goblin who was wearing a neat cloth without any patches on his body.

The old goblin stuck on his crutches, nodded and said: "I want to change, the brat has no clothes to wear, it's not good to always wear an animal skin skirt."

Who wants to wear an animal skin skirt if they can buy cloth?The cloth is so light, it is not hot to wear in summer.

Animal skin skirts are worn in summer, and the heels of the legs will have prickly heat or rashes. They are not beasts, and they also want to "cover their ugliness".

Moreover, newborn babies have tender skin, so they don't need to be wrapped in animal skins all the time.

"I heard it can be exchanged for sugar." A dwarf swallowed.

There are wild fruits in the deep mountains, but they are all sour, and one bite can make your teeth sore.

Honey is also rare, and they don't know how to keep bees. Once they dig out a beehive, they will destroy that beehive, and there will be no more next time.

"Exchange for sugar!" Mentioning sugar, the goblins cheered up, "It's been a long time since I ate honey last time."

"I just ate a little."

"Leave it to the children."

"Those dwarves said that the guys in that shop are all good." A goblin said happily, "I won't curse people, and I won't drive them out, and I will smile at them!"

Not to mention the human race, even their businessmen of the same race, their nostrils are upturned when dealing with them, and they look down on them "savages" who stay in the deep mountains and old forests.

"I want to buy sugar!" The old goblin said with a straight face, "If the price is right, we can afford it, and we will buy something else."

"See if you can buy some seeds. There are too few prey that can be caught in the past two years."

The races living in the mountains basically live by hunting. Unlike fairies, goblins can survive by eating nectar, and they are not as light as elves, who can jump freely in the woods, and they are not as strong as half-orcs. The craftsmanship is not as good as that of the human race, and they can't make very good tools.

So their life is very difficult. When there are not many prey, the whole clan will be hungry. The old people have to leave the tribe by themselves, find a place to fend for themselves, and leave rations for the young and children.

The old goblin saw all this, she didn't want to live by hunting anymore, it was not good.

Let's plant the land, even if the food is worthless, at least the people in the clan don't have to go hungry, the frail children don't have to be abandoned, and the old don't have to leave the settlement in despair.

After walking for more than ten days, they finally saw the town below on the cliff.

"It's so big! So many houses!" The goblins were dumbfounded. "There are two-story houses! The one in the middle is a castle! This is the first time I've seen a castle!"

The goblins were just excited when they came, but now they are afraid when they see the town.

After all, they knew everything about the town and the supermarket from the dwarves, and they didn't know whether the supermarket would sell them anything or drive them away.

I'm afraid that walking for so many days is a waste of time.

The young goblins who had been fighting just now became obedient, stopped fighting, and shrank back to the middle-aged goblins obediently, and followed the elders down the mountain.

When they walked out of the forest, all the goblins were stupefied, and the old goblin spoke to a few middle-aged goblins around him, saying, "You guys go first, go over and ask, see if they sell it."

The middle-aged goblins had dealt with goblin merchants before. Although they were afraid, they were much better than the young people. After nodding their heads, they walked towards the city gate with their respective shoulder straps on their backs.

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"This is delicious!" The little goblin squatted at the gate of the city and ate peanuts. They were marinated in salt water and tasted delicious. With a cup of strong tea, he could enjoy them all afternoon.

After he was saved, he recovered quickly. He lived in the same house with other saved people and had a room of his own. They would help out when the supermarket was busy, and they would go to the supermarket when it was not busy. Oil is pressed in the oil mill.

After squeezing the oil, take it to the supermarket to exchange for some necessities, or exchange it with nearby farmers for food.

It's just because the price of oil in the supermarket is low, so they can't exchange much for food, but it is enough to live on.

The little goblin was young and weak, so the others asked him to trade beans with the farmers, working for seven days with one day off.

Today is his rest day.

What the little goblin likes most when he is resting is to guard the gate of the city. If anyone comes, he will go to greet them.

Although he has never read a book and cannot read, the little goblin is also a person who has seen the warmth and coldness of human relationships, and he remembers it well.

He is willing to do something for the supermarket, and because of this, the employees in the supermarket are also willing to provide him with some snacks and drinks.

The little goblin's favorite is salted peanuts and strong tea.

Originally, the little goblin thought that there were no customers today, and was counting peanut shells, but when he finished counting, he looked up and saw someone walking towards him not far away.

The little goblin quickly pulled himself together, stood up, squinted his eyes and looked forward.

He had good eyes, and he quickly saw that the goblins were also coming after him.

But he didn't run over immediately, didn't let down his vigilance, he didn't let down his guard just because he was of the same race, many of the slave owners who bought and sold goblins were also goblins, he didn't think that if they were of the same race, they were all good people.

It wasn't until the three people approached that the little goblin walked a short distance forward.

If the other party harms him, no one can rush to rescue him in time even if he yells his throat.

The other party also saw the little goblin guarding the door—one could tell at a glance that he was underage, not as old as their children.

After all, they were goblins from deep mountains and old forests. After they found out that the other party was a goblin, they became less vigilant.

"You, you..." The leading goblin walked up to the little goblin, and you didn't see why you didn't come out for a long time.

The little goblin smiled and asked, "Are you here to buy something? It's inside. I'll lead you in."

"Salt and oil are not expensive." The little goblin said enthusiastically, "There is also cloth. In fact, ready-made clothes are cheaper than buying cloth alone. You can buy larger ready-made clothes and change them yourself when you buy them. If you wear them for children, one piece The big ones can be broken down into four or five smaller ones."

Goblins are short and don't spend much on fabrics to make clothes.

The three goblins looked at each other, and the leader asked in a low voice, "Can we all go in?"

The little goblin nodded: "You can all go in, but if you have a lot of people, it's better to only let a few people in, otherwise you want to buy this and that, so it's hard to control."

The things in the supermarket are cheaper than those in the hands of the merchants, and there are many cheap small things. Many young people want to buy everything when they go in. They think that if they don’t buy cheap things, they will lose money, but the elders don’t think about this, they need to spend money. There are many places, and everyone wants cheap things, but there are other places that need to spend money.

It costs money to buy land and seeds, and it costs money to hire people when harvesting and threshing wheat is busy. It takes careful planning to maintain a family.

It is not uncommon to quarrel in the supermarket. There are always courageous young people who dare to confront their parents.

The goblins looked at each other: "Then let's go back and discuss it."

The little goblin smiled and said, "Okay, there's no rush."

The goblins left again with their baskets on their backs, and after reuniting with the clansmen, they told what they had just seen: "The one guarding the gate of the city is also a goblin, so they shouldn't lie to us."

"Willing to have a goblin as a buddy, and being so young, certainly won't kick us out."

"It is said that there are a lot of cheap things in it. It is best to only let a few people in, otherwise young people will want to buy everything they see."

The old goblin nodded after listening to what they said. She looked at the old man and was still healthy, so she knocked on the stone with her crutches and said to the others: "You just wait here. I will choose a few people to go there together. Don't worry, change the ones that need to be changed first, and you can change the rest yourself."

The goblins became excited: "I want to change the headband. I saw the dwarves wear it last time. It's very red! It looks good!"

"I want to change to a small knife. The stone knife is not as good as iron."

"Humans use their heads to cultivate land. I need to change two hoes."

"I don't know if this shop sells seeds. The previous merchants always said that there were no seeds."

"Without seeds, there is no land!"

"I heard that the human race needs to use fertilizers to farm the land. The dwarves learned from them to farm the land, but nothing lived on that land."

"It must have been wrong."

"Maybe it was the human race who lied."

The old goblin didn't really listen to what they were saying, and took the people to the supermarket. They didn't bring all the mountain goods, but each carried a back bag. The people selected by the old goblin were obedient and stable. Humans will not confront the old goblin at a critical moment.

If there are too many voices in a small group, it will make the group decline.

So the goblins are gathered around the female elder, and the whole ethnic group is related to this female elder, and they can be regarded as everyone's old mother, or grandmother, or great-grandmother.

When she dies, the next successor will be the oldest female elder in the group.

Under the leadership of the little goblin, a group of people set foot on the stone road, walked up the steps, and stepped into the gate of the supermarket under the enthusiastic smiles of the employees.

It was Feng Ling who received them. Feng Ling always had a smile on her face. No matter what they asked, no matter how many times they asked, Feng Ling would answer in detail until the other party understood.

The originally restrained goblins also relaxed.

The old goblin took a good look at the oil and salt, and followed the little goblin's suggestion to look at ready-made clothes. Compared with cloth, ready-made clothes are indeed cheaper. Although the quality is not as good as cloth, they are also durable, and a big one can be dismantled into two pieces for an adult goblin. Take out four or five pieces for the little goblins.

"Then see if our things are worth anything." After all, the old goblin only dealt with businessmen, and he was still of the same race.

She subconsciously believed that the human race would be harsher than the same race, but as long as it was cheaper than the same race, it would be fine, just change it to an extra jar of salt.

Feng Ling probed to look at the things in the back.

The dwarves used these things in exchange before, and Feng Ling knew it well, so she said: "One piece of this kind of big leather is worth five silver coins, and two small ones. The dried fruit is not very valuable, and so many are worth five silver coins." copper."

"That much bacon is about three coppers."

The mountain goods with a back bag are calculated to be around 25 silver coins.

This time even the old goblin couldn't hold back, and opened his mouth wide to look at Feng Ling. After regaining his senses, the old goblin immediately grabbed Feng Ling's clothes and asked cautiously, "Really? Is it really worth so much?!"

The jar of salt here is only one silver coin!

Feng Ling nodded, and stopped laughing this time, and said solemnly: "Really, we are in business, and the price is clearly marked, so there is no need to lie to you."

Old goblin: "But, but the merchant said before that these things are worthless..."

Feng Ling thought it was an ordinary businessman, she waved her hand: "He doesn't lower your price, how can he exchange your things at a lower price?"

The old goblin was dumbfounded.

The same race... also lied to them like this?

Seeing the old goblin in a daze, Feng Ling whispered, "Would you like to talk alone for a while?"

The old goblin shook his head and said, "No need, we'll replace these with salt and sugar, and we also need to buy clothes."

The old goblin cheered up after a brief moment of shock and resentment.

It's a good thing that I can exchange more things than expected!

The old goblin said to the goblins beside him: "Let them bring everything."

The goblin replied and walked out quickly.

The old goblin asked Feng Ling kindly: "Do you sell seeds here? Where are the hoes? Are there any nails and needles?"

Feng Ling: "There are all of them, you come with me."

The old goblin followed Feng Ling around, but her eyes did not fall on those flashy little things on the shelves. As the head of the family, the old goblin knew very well that they were still poor, and the store sold them so cheaply, saying It doesn't know when it will close.

Take advantage of this opportunity to buy more practical things, even if this place is closed in the future, their lives will be much easier.

Feng Ling originally thought that these goblins had little purchasing power, but Feng Ling was a little silly when the goblins sent in baskets of mountain goods.

Seeing Feng Ling's surprised look, the old goblin couldn't help sighing: "In the past, there were so many things, and I could only exchange more than ten jars of salt."

Feng Ling's eyes widened: "Impossible!"

After all, these things have been converted by the system, and they are all at the average price here. Even if they are sold to merchants, they can buy a lot of things.

The old goblin shook his head and didn't continue talking.

She used to think that they were all of the same race, and goblins would not cheat them, even if they cheated, they would not cheat too much.

In the end, after going down the mountain, I realized that the other party was not only outrageously cheated, but also wished to take it for nothing and give them nothing.

Fortunately, it's down.

The old goblin looked down.

We can't stay on the mountain anymore, if we continue to stay on the mountain, one day they will all be trapped to death.

You still have to communicate with the outside world, otherwise you will never increase your knowledge.