Chapter 62: Chapter 63. Big Fish Eat Small Fish, Small Fish Eat Dried Shrimp (1/4)

While Lucius was talking with Yuki and Yugin's father, the players who were watching were also whispering there.

"Did you understand what the manager just said?"

"No!"

"I understand a little bit. Simply put, one kilogram of coarse salt is exchanged for ten skins?"

"It seems that one kilogram of coarse salt is exchanged for three kilograms of bacon!"

"Ten skins for three kilograms of bacon? Damn it! It's so hard to win! Ten skins can't be exchanged for two guns? It's really bullying the natives!"

"The layout is too small! By the way...how many silver coins did the manager sell us for the coats and leather goods?"

"...?"

"Huh?!"

"F*ck???"

These cute little players seemed to have discovered a serious problem, but Lucius, who was numb after winning, didn't take it to heart.

Does it matter Obviously not important. If you don't buy low and sell high, is it still called an NPC?

You think you have traveled to another world!

I can't bear to open a private server, and I want to change the silver coin attribute equipment as much as I want, and I can have as many rivers as I want.

Yugin was still counting on his fingers, adding and subtracting within 100 was somewhat difficult for him.

A piece of hyena skin is exchanged for 150g of coarse salt, and 150g of salt costs 3 chips in Beit Street, that is to say... a piece of hyena skin is exchanged for 3 chips?

One more chip than selling to old Charlie?

But the quality of this coarse salt is much better than that sold by old Charlie...

Not mixed with sand!

Finally he understood, Yugin turned his head to look at Lucius and said anxiously.

"Then how do you do it? Wouldn't it be a loss for you to change it like this? Or 100g is fine, just change it the same as this time."

Looking at the innocent child in front of him, Lucius suddenly didn't know how to face him, so he looked up to the sky and patted him on the shoulder.

"Have you ever heard of a word called win-win?"

"Win-win?"

This foreigner always said some difficult words, Yugin finally figured out how much a piece of skin costs, but was completely confused by this word he had never heard before.

Just feel...

Brother Lucius's expression looked high and unpredictable.

"That's right," Lucius nodded, and continued, "You made money, and I made money too. We are now a win-win situation."

Yugin looked at his father happily.

"Father! Let's sell all the furs to Brother Lucius in the future! Then we will win together!"

"You shut up."

Yugin father obviously thought more,

But it is obviously not because of the price, after all, the son follows his father in terms of education.

Looking at Lucius, the old man still had concerns in his heart.

"I understand what you mean, but the mayor doesn't let us do business with outside merchants, if we are discovered..."

Once or twice is fine. In the long run, it will definitely be discovered.

After all, the slaughtering and tanning were done on Beit Street, and the furs disappeared in the end, and they were not sold to old Charlie, so there would always be suspicions.

Hearing this sentence, Lucius smiled indifferently.

"Am I a businessman? Obviously not, my home is here! We are neighbors, but also friends. Is there a problem with visiting a friend's house? Obviously no problem."

"As for that old leech...cough, I mean the mayor of Beit Street, it doesn't matter if he forbids you to contact us, you don't need to take anything from home, just bring the prey you catch directly to me here."

"Our people can even help you peel the skin and get the meat for free, and deal with it face to face, ensuring that you will not be short of food and money!"

"When the time comes, keep the skin, and you can go back with the meat and the salt you got. Or you can just sell the prey to me. Not only can I exchange salt, but you can also exchange grain and smoked dried meat. It must be more cost-effective than going to old Charlie with chips to buy!"

After hearing Lucius's assurances, the old man's brows finally relaxed, and he whispered excitedly.

"That won't work... We can't let you get meat for us for nothing. According to the rules of Beit Street, 30% of the slaughtered prey will be collected, and we will share 30% with you!"

F*ck? How profitable is it to open a slaughterhouse in Beit Street? But come to think of it, butchering is a craft.

Lucius sighed. Sure enough, he was too merciful.

"You are too kind. 30% is too much, let's make it 20%!"

...

Lucius didn't want to care too much about 30% or 20%. In any case, he won more. Of course, for these waste pickers on Beit Street, doing business with themselves is definitely not a loss. After all, I am different from a businessman.

Those vampires of Beit Street are more ruthless than leeches, they only do one-shot deals, wishing they could suck even the bone marrow. After all, whether he can live tomorrow is unknown, who cares about the day after tomorrow?

The picture is definitely not just a few pieces of skin and pieces of meat. If done right, it might not be too long before Beit Street has a new mayor.

No matter how bad it is, when the two sides have accumulated enough trust, there should be a group of people who choose to leave their homes and come to seek refuge with themselves.

He needs an opportunity.

Yugin and his father thanked Lucius, finally accepted the kilogram of coarse salt, and prepared to leave.

However, at this time, Yuki, who had been hiding behind Yugin, suddenly came out from behind his brother, looked at Lucius with big black eyes, and said crisply.

"Are you going back?"

Go back?

Obviously only two weeks have passed, but when Lucius heard this question, he suddenly felt as if he had passed away.

Seeing that Lucius didn't speak, Yuki continued.

"Second brother said, you were not taken away by hyenas, you are still alive, but you will not go back in the future, but he can bring me to see you, and I will follow. Yuki just wanted to ask, do you still need that shed?”

The child's speech is still as difficult as before, and he can't wait to squeeze everything into one sentence and finish it all at once.

But Lucius probably understood it, and his heart was also touched.

Originally in his plan, the shack on Beit Street was just a way out. By the way, he could exchange some supplies during the land reclamation period, and it was enough for Yuki to guard him for two or three days.

If you don't go back for three days. Explain that you don't need to go back.

"Have you been watching for me?"

"Yes!" Nodding like pounding garlic, Yuki proudly raised the tip of her nose, her face full of air, and now she is not shy.

"Yuki promised that she would look after it for you, and she would never go back on her word. The second brother said that there was dust on your door, and you would definitely not be able to come back. I even swept the dust for you."

"Although that little bastard from the Malcolm family is always trying to hack your door beams and secretly pry open the door while I'm not paying attention, but Yuki's ears are very sharp, and she can hear a little bit of sound! He dare not Hit me, because the second brother beat him before."

The more Lucius listened, the more sorry he felt.

Although he did cheat people when he was in sales before, he also took advantage of people's greed. But when he encountered such a straightforward, innocent and kind client, he really couldn't do it.

How to say.

Why!

Never mind. Maybe this is happening because of his handsome face but still, even after trying his best in his last life he has never been able to become the top salesman, nor can he be close to a rich woman.

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"Thank you for looking after my home for so long! But I don't need it in the future..."

"That shed, just treat it as a coming-of-age gift from me. If there is anything in it that you can use, just take it down, and you don't need to ask me."

Yuki nodded, half understanding.

"Are you not coming back?"

All she wanted to ask was actually this one sentence.

"Well, my companion needs me, and I will stay here from now on." Lucius used a euphemism.

"Ok."

Thinking that there will be no more sugar in the future, Yuki feels a little depressed, but he still cheers up.

"Thank you for your gift! Then, can Yuki give it to my brother? My little nest is fine, but my second brother needs a bigger one to get married, so that he doesn't have to marry too far away, and he can come back often."

"Cough, your brother... that should be called marriage. Anyway, it's up to you, anyway, it's already yours."

Lucius touched her little head, then took out all three lollipops in his pocket and stuffed them into his little hands.

"Take it and eat, these are for you... Remember to tear off the wrapping paper."

Then he said worriedly, "Also, don't stuff them all in your mouth. You can only eat one at a time, or you will get tired of it."

"Oh, Yes!"

Finally got the lollipop that she had been longing for. Although she was a little bit reluctant, Yuki still went back with his family sensiblely. It will be dark in a while, and the monsters will crawl out of those tall and big buildings and go to the streets for food.

She's been told that since she was a child...

...

Evening.

The north gate of the outpost is bustling with activity. It seems that a conventional market has been formed here.

Players inserted wooden signs on the ground, engraved their ID numbers and IDs, and marked a small area to indicate that this was their fixed booth.

The people who were here yesterday are here today, and no one will try to make trouble and demolish it. There are few people in the game now, and they all come in from person to person. Everyone is more or less friendly and has more quality. After all, what good is getting in someone's way?

Everyone here is the first echelon of the future, and the mixed one is also a second-tier strongman, and it is a shame that he is also a third-tier big brother. If you don't care about your face now, how can you mess around in the future.

Seeing that the players were so orderly, the manager Lucius was happy to be at leisure, so he simply followed the 'Public opinion' and pasted a piece of paper in front of the north gate.

[ From now on, 100 meters outside the north gate is the 'City', and residents of the shelter can set up stalls and trade freely. ]

[ The consignment shelf is located in the resident hall of the refuge, and you need to pay 1 silver coin for rent to consign items. If no one is looking for a purchase, it will be removed from the shelves after seven days, and the rent can be renewed after removal. ]

After the note was posted, the players all ran to read it, and cheered after reading it.

"The manager is awesome!"

"Great! Is this an in-game update? Market features are finally here! Yay!"

"Anyone buy the mutated hyena's fangs? Now that the market function is complete, will the enchanting inscriptions be far away? If we don't stock up on materials now, how long will we wait? How can we become stronger?"

"Anyone buy mushrooms? Big fresh mushrooms! Hurry up and buy them. I promise I won't raise the price again. It will only be 4 copper coins in the future, really!"

"Boss Yaya, did your mushroom go to college?"

"Can you also lay eggs?"

"Can you buy it and release it?"

"Can Diona spit in my drink?"

"F*ck, you perverted!"

Looking at the noisy players, Lucius had a fatherly smile on his face.

Life is getting better day by day. This is the day, the darkness is getting earlier and earlier...

...

Before dark, Yuki and others returned to Beit Street, but the atmosphere here was a little different from usual.

I saw a cart parked in front of the gate of Beit Street. Standing beside the cart were two men wearing animal skin coats and carrying iron-pipe rifles, and a disheveled, ragged man who had been tortured. slaves of men and women.

Old Charlie stood at the door, negotiating with the man in charge, with a flattering smile on his face.

The latter had obvious impatience written on his face, and he spat the smoke ring on Old Charlie's face. Another strong man also urged the latter to hurry up.

Not long after, Old Walter, the doorkeeper, led a woman out from the door.

Her body was wrapped in a robe, her hands and feet were shackled, and her ankles were printed with a stripe code. The looming snow-white color, not to mention a man, even a woman couldn't help feeling fond of it.

Yuki has never seen such a beautiful big sister, her black eyes blinked, full of curiosity and envy.

"Brother, who is she?"

Yugin whispered.

"I don't know. The old mayor bought it from outside. I heard it was cloned?"

"Clone, look at her eyes, she doesn't have a soul, don't look!" The father obviously saw more, stretched out his hand to grab his son and daughter, and said in a low voice, "Don't make a sound and don't have anything to do with those people. Don't make eye contact and also we'll wait for them here for a while."

The two followed their father obediently and hid in the shadow of the street corner.

The man in the animal skin inspected the goods, smiled, patted old Charlie on the shoulder, and gave him a thumbs up. Then Yuki saw that the rude man tied the elder sister's hand to the cart, and beckoned his companion to leave.

"Brother, where will they take her?"

Yugin didn't know how to explain this question. He was a man, so he could guess it, but he didn't know how to put it.

When winter approaches, every household on Beit Street responds to the mayor’s mobilization and hands in supplies. Doesn’t the old mayor need to pay tribute to others?

Obviously not.

It's like big fish eating small fish, and small fish eating dried shrimps.

"You are still young, don't ask so many questions."

"I'm not young anymore." Yuki said depressedly.

Yugin listened happily and rubbed his sister's little head.

"Hey, eat more meat when you are not young, you can grow taller by eating meat... What is that plastic stick of yours, is it delicious? Do you have any more, give me a taste."

"No! You can go to Brother Lucius yourself." Like a small fish, Yuki dodged deftly.

"Time to go."

The old man carefully hid the salt in his bosom, then reached out and took off the plastic stick that Yuki had been holding in his mouth, and threw it to the corner. Regardless of the latter's grievances, he dragged the two of them to Beit Street.

Old Charlie glanced at the three of them, but didn't say anything. He just chatted with Old Walter next to him in a relaxed tone, as if nothing had happened.

"Did you have such a beautiful girl in your previous shelter?"

"No, the people living in my refuge are normal people."

"Is that girl abnormal?"

"There are two types of clones. One starts to develop from a baby and grows naturally, which is almost the same as a normal person. The other is a quick product. It stays in the training cabin until it is fully developed, and it is no different from an animal... This one There are all kinds of species, and their uses and development cycles are so different that you don’t understand it.”

Old Walter smiled and passed a cigarette to Charlie.

"Anyway, it will be dark for some time, let's talk about it."

Old Charlie sighed, as if telling a story, talking about the short but beautiful time for him.

Yuki also wanted to stop and listen, but her father didn't want to, and dragged her and Yugin hurriedly home without any explanation.

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