I set up a stall in the heavens

"Hello? Lao Li, what have you been up to lately?"

Li Changfeng looked at the big city management word note on the phone, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Brother, I haven't set up a street stall for many years, so don't pester me anymore." Li Changfeng said helplessly, "I still have something to do, so I hang up first..."

"Don't, don't, don't!" The urban management over there suddenly became a little anxious, "It's great to set up a street stall, why don't you continue to set it up?"

Li Changfeng was in a daze.

This is really the sun coming out from the west, and a city manager told him, the former street stall owner, that it's okay to set up a street stall?

Hearing this, do you want him to continue setting up a stall?
"Fishing law enforcement?"

"What fishing law enforcement?" The urban management over there said in a slightly awkward tone, "I sincerely invite you to set up a stall on our Erlihe Street again."

"...Testing is useless. I've stopped setting up a street stall a long time ago. If you want to focus on performance, you should find someone else." Li Changfeng was about to hang up the phone as he spoke, thinking that the city management was thinking about the performance at the end of the month.

"Don't tell me! I sincerely invite you. Erlihe has recently planned a new pedestrian street, and you can set up street stalls at the specified location. It's not just that I'm in charge of that area. I'm attracting investment for the pedestrian street..."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Li Changfeng's thoughts became alive again. His family has been doing some small businesses for generations, and there is even a piece of floor cloth left by his grandfather.

In the first few years when his father was not missing, he also set up a stall with him. Later, he also went to set up a stall during a work-study program in college, that is, at that time his stall was overturned by the city management.

Up to now, Li Changfeng has not set up a stall anymore, but has been honestly running sales as a salesman.

"If you set up a stall now, the first three months of the stall fee will be reduced. If you come late, you may not be able to find a seat."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Is there still a fake? Old Li, I felt sorry for throwing up your business, so I'm the first one to call you."

"...That's fine, I'll go and have a look at it tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Li Changfeng stood up like a carp, and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home to find that piece of ground cloth, something handed down from his ancestors, that would be useful.

found it!
In the utility room, Li Changfeng dragged out a square linen cloth full of dust, on which a pattern of Tai Chi and gossip was embroidered for some unknown reason.

Li Changfeng weighed it, shook the dust, and was choked immediately.

"Cough cough!"

I just felt that my feet slipped, and I couldn't stand stably. I fell directly to the ground. By coincidence, my hand hit the peeling corner of the wall and rubbed off a large piece of skin.

"hiss!"

Li Changfeng in pain shook his hand, a drop of blood swirled and sank into the spread, a faint light flashed across the spread, but Li Changfeng, who was in pain, didn't pay attention...

At night, Erlihe Square.

Li Changfeng parked in his own Wuling Hongguang. At this time, many street vendors started shouting, and there were also many people in the square.

City management really don't care?
Li Changfeng was overjoyed, and quickly found a place to set up a stall.

It's just that the moment the spread was laid, his body froze.

"Congratulations to the host for activating the Ten Thousand Worlds stall system. The first time you open a stall, you will be rewarded with a lucky draw. Do you want to draw a lottery now?"

A deep voice seemed to ring directly in Li Changfeng's heart. He quickly looked around, but found that there were people coming and going, and no one looked at him at all.

"Damn it?"

"It's not a ghost, it's the Myriad Realms stall system. May I ask if the host is drawing a lottery now?"

Li Changfeng was shocked again, and then a touch of ecstasy gradually surfaced on his face.

system?It turned out to be true?I am also a systematic person! ?
"Smash! Smash! Smash now!" Li Changfeng couldn't help but say out loud.

The passers-by were startled, and turned their heads to look, only to find that the peddler by the side of the road was dancing and dancing, and his mouth was about to flow out of his mouth, and he was still yelling "twitch?"
smoke what?Have a convulsion?
"Hey, it's a pity, the young man is quite handsome, but unfortunately he is crazy."

A middle-aged uncle held his daughter, who was eating a lollipop, and moved away a little.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining ten copies of the enhanced third-level helmet!"

"Huh?" Li Changfeng was taken aback, "Third-level head? What the hell? Why is it different from what I thought?"

But it seems to be good. Recently, regulations have been issued across the country, and everyone who rides a motorcycle or electric vehicle must wear a helmet.

Taking a closer look, two-thirds of the stalls in this square have helmets.

If you get this one, you won't worry about selling it.

"Crackling!"

Just as he was thinking, ten three-level helmets with black goggles shining with metallic luster appeared out of thin air and fell onto the floor spread in front of him with a clatter.

"Dad! He's a fairy!"

The little girl who was taken away turned her head to see this scene, screamed and refused to leave, and pulled her father unwilling to leave.

"What god? He's crazy." The middle-aged uncle turned around and picked up his daughter, "If you don't go crazy, I'll eat you."

"But...but that fairy brother just now conjured up so many helmets at once, it's amazing."

"Helmet?" The middle-aged uncle took a closer look, and saw ten three-level helmets with a cold temperament and a cold light shining in a row by Li Changfeng.

"It looks pretty good." The middle-aged uncle is also a game fan, and just lacks a helmet. Seeing such a beautiful imitation, he couldn't move for a moment, "Go and see."

"Young man, how do you sell this helmet?"

As soon as Li Changfeng set it up, business came. He made a rough estimate in his mind, and recalled the properties of these helmets that the system told him just now.

After being strengthened, the hardness and toughness of these helmets are extremely high. Not to mention that bullets are indestructible, even tanks may not be able to deform him, and they are very light, which is simply not a product of this world.

Li Changfeng was a little unconvinced. If it was true, it must be priceless, but if it was fake...how should the price be set?

"Hey, let me ask you a question, how do you sell the helmet?"

"Five hundred." Li Changfeng blurted out, seeing the middle-aged uncle's face change slightly, he quickly explained, "You get what you pay for, you look at the texture, you look at the workmanship, it's all made of alloy, you bought it It would cost a few hundred yuan to smash it up and sell it for scrap iron, and I’ll give you five hundred, which is the first discount I’ve offered you tonight.”

The middle-aged uncle held the helmet and weighed it for a long time before knocking on his ear, "It's cheaper."

He was a little moved, the workmanship looked like a high-end product.

"How much cheaper?"

"Well, I want 50 yuan."

"..." Li Changfeng was speechless, and waved his hands, "Well, I won't do your business, you should go to the five yuan store nearby, it is more suitable for you."

"Hey, don't mind!" The middle-aged uncle said, "That's 100 yuan."

"Five hundred, I won't sell any less."

"Hey! Profiteer." The middle-aged uncle took his daughter and left, seeing that Li Changfeng ignored him, he walked back resentfully, "Forget it, I'll buy one for 500 yuan."

As he spoke, he handed Li Changfeng five hundred cash, picked up the helmet and left, gesticulating with it on his head.

Although the money was in hand, for some reason, Li Changfeng always felt a blood loss...

"Father is so handsome!" The middle-aged man's seven or eight-year-old daughter clapped her hands and smiled, her eyes bent into crescents.

But at this moment, a beam of light grew bigger and bigger in her eyes.

There were screams all around, and an out-of-control car roared and rushed towards the crowd.

"Xiao Yu be careful!"

The middle-aged uncle pushed his daughter aside almost subconsciously.

And he himself fell to the ground, watching the wheels getting bigger and bigger in front of him!

The sudden change came suddenly, and when everyone reacted, the scene was already full of noise, screams, cries, and one piece.

Especially when everyone saw the wheels passing over the middle-aged uncle's head, everyone closed their eyes.

"father!"

The little girl squatted on the ground in a daze for a moment, then opened her mouth wide and cried.

Li Changfeng never imagined that the father and daughter who were laughing and talking about Yanyan in front of him just now, such a tragedy would happen the next moment.

He stared blankly at the scene of the car accident in front of him, but the bloodshed he imagined did not appear in front of his eyes.

"Huh? Are you okay?"

Seeing the intact third-level middle-aged uncle blinked, Li Changfeng was shocked.

Really, what the system says is true!