Plane Store: I rely on five-star reviews to become rich and live forever

The bloody turmoil within the patrol team gave many warriors from humble backgrounds the opportunity to compete with the children of nobles, and a wave of registration broke out in the city.

The first enemy the Malatang stall offended in the royal city fell apart quietly.

Gu Xingyan arranged six fixed stalls in Wangcheng, making money was the second most important thing. She received more five-star reviews and scraps every day than she could open a hot pot restaurant in the Far North Snowfield in one week.

When Malatang’s magic-themed experience store opens, it will become a place for brand display and leisure and entertainment.

People in Wangcheng like to go into the store and sit there for hours, drinking soup, blowing on the heater, watching moving images, and gossiping.

"The temperature has dropped again recently. Do you still have enough firewood?"

"I still have some stockpiles before winter, but I'm worried because there are no farmers outside sending food to the city. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy cheap food."

"Yes, the market is so deserted today."

"Don't worry too much. The price of the food at the Witch's house hasn't increased yet. At worst, you can buy it here!"

"Who knows what will happen in the future..."

Gu Xingyan sat behind the cashier. When he had nothing to do, he read cultivation skill books, which was both practice and leisure. Sometimes he listened to the chats of the customers.

April also heard the guest's unfinished thoughts, stood next to Gu Xingyan, and asked in a low voice: "Boss, will we increase the price? The cost of food is getting higher and higher now."

"No." Gu Xingyan answered without thinking.

Her supply of goods is not affected by the climate here. If you want to get the goods, you can fly there in half an hour. There is no need to make a fortune from this.

April breathed a sigh of relief and said, "They are lucky to have you open a store in Wangcheng."

If only there had been such a kind witch in the village when I was young, I would not have perished...

"April, what do you think about winter?" Gu Xingyan suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

April immediately replied: "Winter is terrible, and most people die in this season. I don't understand why there are four seasons in a year? Is it because God hates us living well? So let the Snow Queen come down from the sky As punishment, take away our relatives and friends?”

The more she talked, the more resentful she became. She must have recalled some particularly bad memories.

Gu Xingyan swallowed what he wanted to say back into his stomach.

The local people's prejudice against winter cannot be eliminated by simply saying "Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest".

There is actually a certain scientific truth behind this saying. For example, the nitrogen contained in snow is a natural fertilizer. For example, snow water can freeze pests to death. Another example is that the snow layer can reduce soil heat dissipation and protect crops.

It is precisely because ice and snow have positive meanings that genuine gods are born.

However, people who have suffered a lot are not willing to listen to these preachings. They just want to find a target to vent their resentment, so that they have the courage to continue facing the still difficult tomorrow.

The voices in the Malatang store gradually became softer, and the warm room temperature and the feeling of fullness after the meal made people drowsy.

Suddenly, there were several loud noises outside.

Everyone woke up suddenly and saw that in the market outside the door, a poor man who insisted on setting up a stall was blown over by the snowstorm.

"Ah! My goods!"

The vendor, who was covered in patches, chased after his stall that was blown away. He was in grief. A few good-hearted people held him back, otherwise even the thin man with only a skeleton would be blown away by the wind.

Gu Xingyan reached out into the air, and the invisible energy caught some of the things flying randomly.

The stall owner burst into tears as he watched some of his merchandise fly back. He took it blankly, wondering who helped him. He clasped his hands together and kowtowed to the surrounding air.

But his stall cart has become a piece of junk and can no longer be repaired.

The customers in the store couldn't bear it when they saw this, lamenting that the snowstorm came at the wrong time.

Seeing that the weather was about to get worse, the customers went home one after another, and the employees who had gone out to set up stalls also came back.

The equipment in our own store is specially customized, and it is still unaffected by this kind of weather, and it is safely pushed back.

An employee setting up a stall in a wealthy area cursed as soon as he entered the room: "Those shameful nobles should really be thrown into an ice cave to die!"

"What's wrong? Don't you meet nobles every day? What's so strange?" asked other employees.

"There is a snowstorm now, and everyone is rushing to go home, but I saw several nobles actually going out happily and taking a warm magic speeder for a trip. Some people even shouted to make the hurricane more violent to add more fun to their journey. !”

Everyone in the store was speechless for a while.

The contrast between the drunken aristocrat and the poor vendor just now is so stark that it makes people feel sick.

Another shop assistant who also set up a stall in the wealthy area added a little embarrassedly: "The place they went to seems to be our hot pot restaurant."

Everyone looked at Gu Xingyan.

April asked: "Boss, do you want to go back and take a look?"

Gu Xingyan shook his head, "There are Mu En and the chef in the hotpot restaurant, so it's not a big problem."

Thinking about it, it must have been the leaflets distributed by Tracy that had an effect.

It's funny, it's impossible for the nobles not to know that she has come to the royal city, but except for Baron Tracy, no one has come to the store to look for her.

Either those people are only interested in hot pot, or they are unwilling to condescend to have contact with Malatang stores that common people often visit.

In this case, it doesn't matter whether she is in the store or not.

Over the snowy fields of the Far North, speeding cars dragging magical light effects flew by quickly.

The nobles in the car had never been to this area, and they watched the aurora in the sky obsessively. There were even ignorant and childish children who stretched their hands out of the window. As a result, they did not touch the aurora and froze themselves.

There was a turmoil in the car for a while, with some treating, some beating and scolding to vent their anger, and some indulging and coaxing.

After a while, people in the flying car saw two rows of houses on the snowy hills from a distance, and they were all surprised that there were so many people settling in such a ghost place?

Most of those houses are snow-white and made of ice. Anyway, the snow in the far north snowfield will never melt. Such houses are not only practical, but also low-cost.

In the front row, in the middle, is a Chinese-style cabin. The ice houses on both sides are hemispherical and much smaller in size. There is only one room, which is used as an independent box.

In the back row, there are small houses of different heights with yards, which are used for employees to live in.

Everyone usually had no work to do, so they went to build houses nearby. Firstly, it was to leave a home for their companions who went out to open branches. Secondly, they heard from the boss that the surrounding area was too deserted.

Although the nobles came one after another, they were not all together.

Some nobles had keen eyesight. After discovering the hot pot restaurant, they immediately accelerated to overtake other cars and occupied the lobby of the hot pot restaurant, which in their opinion was the largest private room.

The other nobles cursed in their hearts and had no choice but to go to the ice room. They found that the layout inside was no worse than others, and they felt much more balanced.

The business of a hot pot restaurant basically means that you don't see a single person for a week, but as long as it opens, there will definitely be a lot of gold coins in your account.

No, Mu En and others fully grasped the vanity mentality of the nobles, and every table of guests ordered a meal worth more than twenty gold coins.

"Please wait a moment, we will serve the food soon!"

Mu En was about to resign, but was stopped by a noble.

"Excuse me, where is your Witch of the East? I brought a magician friend with me to discuss with the witch." The nobleman smiled with some evil intentions.