Golden Hairpin and Half Lan Que of Online Games

Cheng Dieyi had never seen such a hearty breakfast.When he was younger, he had to get up early to practice his voice, and if he couldn't sing well, he would have nothing to eat; when he grew up, he could go to the alley with his seniors to have breakfast, but he was an ordinary person, so where would he have the money to buy it? There are so many things to eat, not to mention just a breakfast.Cheng Dieyi had heard in the past that those rich masters ate and drank generously, but he hadn't seen it much, so he was shocked this time.

Mo Zhanfeng seemed to see Cheng Dieyi's embarrassment, and he tried his best to pick up food for him, and reported his name while picking up the food. Looking at Cheng Dieyi's bulging cheeks, he felt very happy.It's not that he is willing to be so extravagant at breakfast, the main reason is that this ostentation is a common problem of aristocratic families. If it is in his own home, he can just let Mocheng do whatever he wants. The key is that his younger siblings are all here, and there are many people , The little things at home are not enough, so I have to go out to eat.

Mo Zhanfeng and the others solved the stomach problem, and finally started to discuss the serious business.

Mo Zhanfeng finally came up with an idea to solve the swarms of people outside the door. He always felt that this was actually a good sign. If the people were willing to accept his "department store", then he would be happy to let them accept it. .Of course, with so many people, we can't let them all block the door. If there are too many miscellaneous things, the grade of the "first floor" will inevitably be lowered.So he thought about it and asked Mocheng to promulgate a few rules.

First: Plan large-scale stalls within a certain range at the entrance of the "first floor" that will not affect the city's appearance, and divide the types of items sold.Strictly distinguish between people who sell food and objects, and even distinguish between selling raw food and cooked food where necessary, so as not to affect each other.Not to mention that food will mix flavors with each other, it is obviously out of tune to put people who sell food and people who sell pens, ink, paper and inkstone together.If someone buys food and sells items, then make appropriate adjustments according to the actual situation of the items sold.

Second: No fee will be charged for the first three years of the booth.Good positions are first come, first served, and no positions are allowed. Once found to violate the rules, they will be expelled and never re-entered.After three years, different taxes are paid according to the distance of the location, ranging from 1% to 10%.

As far as the second point is concerned, Mo Zhanfeng really didn't charge those people much.When landlords lease land to farmers, they even recycle 6% of the grain, and he only needs less than 10%, which is really not much.Of course, these benefits are for those NPCs. As for those players, he will naturally charge a little higher.The player's charging standard is that the first month is free, and then [-]% of the profit earned on the day is charged every day.

Third: Jugglers are not allowed to gather in the market, but they can perform at the gate of the market. If the performance is really good, they can perform outside the gate of the "first floor".No rent is charged, the location is still first-come-first-served, no fighting, no disturbance, no disturbance to residents, and violators will be evicted.

The above three points are the main premise that Mo Zhanfeng came up with, so he ordered Mocheng to continue to do so, and if he saw something different from the pre-set, he must give feedback in time.In Mo Zhanfeng's plan, the "first floor" is his foundation and also his headquarters. All are prosperous and all are destroyed. There is absolutely no room for loss.

"'The first floor' is more expensive than the word 'first'. Everything we do, including the things we sell, is an operation method that people have never done before. We can only use this mechanism at this stage." Mo As Zhan Feng said, he used his index finger to draw on the world map, and wrote a lot of time on the map in a short while.

"These times are the time I estimate the players from Xinshou Village will arrive in various places. The system requires players to enter the capital normally at level 40. Many people may not be able to come to the capital even if they reach level 40. First, they cannot afford horses. The second is that the journey is really far away." Mo Zhanfeng poked the map, "The condition for everyone to use the teleportation is that they must have been to that place. In this way, the state of the capital being unsealed will be greatly slowed down, and we... Mo Zhanfeng smiled, "I want to surprise them who came from afar!"

After the players have arrived in the capital, what awaits them is not a new field that has not been expanded, but a series of treaties with complete facilities similar to the system's regulations. At that time, they must obey everything they see.If they wanted to overthrow him and build a new system, they would have to put in many times more effort than Mo Zhanfeng. At that time, Mo Zhanfeng had already won the hearts of the people, and nothing would help.

"Brother, if you're only in business, you probably won't be able to monopolize the power." Mo Chen pondered.

"But we can't give up on doing business. It is said that money can make ghosts grind, and we have capital when we have money!" Mo Ruoshui said eagerly.

"My preliminary decision is to establish 'Shadow'." Mo Zhanfeng said leisurely.

Mo Ruoshui was still ignorant and didn't respond, but Mo Chen stood up all of a sudden, almost knocking over a plate on the side, causing the round buns on the plate to spin around several times.

"Brother, are you serious?"

"Yeah." Mo Zhanfeng laughed, "Actually, monopolizing power is not our goal, we just need to solve Lure's puzzle. Therefore, a large number of people can only slow down our progress. What we need is just Just a good army."

The so-called "Ying" is a group of assassins from the Mo family, responsible for collecting information and killing people who get in the way when necessary.

"Okay...but who will take care of 'Shadow'?"

"Of course it can't be me." Mo Zhanfeng smiled treacherously, "Besides, you not only have to do it, but you have to do it blatantly."

"Are you crazy? Bring the killer organization to the surface?!" Mo Chen stood up again, this time the bun really flipped out, and rolled into the dumpling plate next to it.

"This way they won't think that 'Ying' has anything to do with us..." Mo Zhanfeng picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

The teacup was not tea, but a sour-sweet drink, which filtered the mixed taste of food in his mouth. Mo Zhanfeng raised his eyebrows, and pushed Cheng Dieyi's teacup in front of him. Motioned him to take a sip.

Cheng Dieyi was listening to them talking, so he couldn't get in the way. He was just a small actor, and he didn't understand many things about them.But he felt very at ease. When Mo Zhanfeng did these things, he didn't hide anything from him. This showed that he was in his future, at least he believed in him.

"Brother, do you dare not show your love in front of us lonely people?" Mo Chen looked at the elder brother who didn't take planning the future seriously at all, and wept silently in his heart. He estimated that the troublesome matter of establishing a "shadow" would have to be handed over to himself again. in hand.

The author has something to say:

It's the exam month recently, I'm really busy, I have time to update it, my dears. . .Woohoo. . .

I’m going to military training in July, and I don’t think I’ll be back until the middle of the month, so I’m going to stop updating for about 15 days in July. I’m sorry, I will update it when I come back!

After the exam, I will code a little more words. . .Red Tears is a product that has no manuscripts. . .