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

Shelia glanced at the surrounding decorations. It could be said that the entire venue was now a sea of ​​yellow objects.

Even Remiel chose hand-made lemon tea because it matched the theme color. In the next few days, he will change the menu. If everyone wants to drink it, they will have to make it themselves!

It was hard for Shelia to imagine that the clouds in the entire heaven were dyed blue or purple. She frowned subconsciously, but soon relaxed.

Never mind it!

Will there be any new activities by then?

At this moment, Rachel had already read most of the event schedule behind the commemorative painting, and said in surprise: "Wow, there is a fashion show by Mr. Raguel on the purple theme day, and the mermaid tribe was invited to perform on the blue theme day!"

"What? Mermaid?!"

The angels exploded instantly. Will the next event be so exciting?

So what else are you considering?

Definitely not to be missed!

"Sir Lemuel, help us stamp it quickly! We are in a hurry to go to the next stall!"

Shelia started to get anxious. It was still early and there were not many people, so she had to finish a few more chapters quickly!

"okay!"

Lemuel took out the seal and stamped the memorial painting of Shelia and Rachel.

On the commemorative painting, a piece of the glory of the Creator God is lit up!

Although it is also yellow, the difference before and after it is lit is like 2D turning into 3D, with animation effects!

The angels in the queue stretched their necks to look at it, shouting envy, not caring about Uriel's fierce appearance, and loudly urging him to hurry up!

Uriel paused for a moment, and the muscles of the arm responsible for beating became even more tense, transforming into a ruthless ice-beating machine. His hand speed was so fast that only an afterimage remained.

Lemuel excitedly greeted more and more guests who came over. His cuisine was finally recognized by everyone!

What a joy!

Shelia and Rachel went to the next stall hand in hand.

Throughout the venue, the stalls are divided into three sizes: large, medium and small. The stalls are close together and lined up in many rows, like a maze.

However, I don’t know whether it was because the preparation time was too hasty or because the event setting was special, but many stalls were still empty.

Approaching those vacant stalls, a magic circle will be triggered, asking them if they need to set up a stall. If they are willing to set up a stall, they will get a chapter for each customer they receive.

Rachel, who was relatively introverted, was a little excited. It was quite comfortable to have a place to sit without basking in the sun, and to squeeze in with the angels. However, she was not sure that she could sell novel products like Lord Lemuel.

"Rachel, come and take a look at this! I think you will like it!" Shelia, who walked two steps faster, called for people to follow her quickly.

Rachel ran to catch up and found that the stall owner actually knew one of their colleagues, named Carol.

Carol arrived earlier than them, but did not queue up to buy lemon tea. After learning the rules of the event from other angels, she applied for a stall on her own and sold crocheted goods on site.

The hobby was discovered after the boutique reopened, selling crochet hooks, yarn and various tutorials.

Carol was immediately obsessed.

Except during working hours, she almost never goes out. She likes to spend time at home knitting various small things, and she has accumulated a lot of things without realizing it.

However, there are rules for the event. Today we can only sell items related to the theme color!

So, she took out some of her inventory and was selling it while huddled in her position and knitting on the spot.

Unexpectedly, although the popularity is not high, it can always attract angels to come and watch, and the speed of selling goods has almost caught up with her hand speed!

"Shelia, Rachel, it turns out it's you! Sorry, someone has ordered this in my hand. If you want anything, I'll make it up on the spot. Just give me anything, especially if it's a feather. alright."

Every boutique addict suffers from a phobia of insufficient feathers, which is manifested in the fact that the hair on their wings is balder than others.

While talking, Carol's hands never stopped, stitching one stitch after another with great skill and precision. The yarns were obediently knitted into various shapes she wanted between her slender and dexterous fingers.

A small picture album was spread out on the table for people to look through.

"Dolls of small animals, little angels, or something functional if you want, such as coasters, gloves, card holders, or anything we have seen."

Carol chuckled softly, "Everything can be hooked, but today we can only sell yellow or orange ones. This is the event rule."

Shelia and Rachel were amazed: "How did you do this? It's amazing! Carol, you can actually do this!"

Carol has been sitting here setting up a stall for a long time, and she has heard more compliments than she has in the past hundred years combined, but she just loves to hear them, and her eyebrows are creasing with smiles.

"Thank you for your likes!"

Shelia and Rachel cherished this hand-knitted product very much. They stayed with Carol and watched them come from nothing before leaving with joy and jealousy.

The reason why they were jealous was because they saw that more than thirty pieces had been lit up on Carol's memorial painting!

And they were queuing up to go shopping, but they only lit up seven or eight grids!

They also want to open a stall, but they are reluctant to give up all kinds of rich ways to play and experience.

During the shopping process, they met many angels they knew or didn't know, each with their own specialties and hobbies. They took this opportunity to show everyone their secret treasures and gained a lot of goodwill.

And the stalls are not limited to sales. Some angels are smarter and open a stall to let customers write down a certain verse from the holy book. As long as a word is good, they will get it stamped!

Some angels started scratch-off games.

Some angels will get their seals if they win in an arm wrestling match.

Some angels didn't even hide, they just asked to activate the "Rainbow" patch, and after confirming with their eyes that they were one of them, they readily stamped the seal!

There are many ways to play and it is not difficult. When I first came here, there were only a few dozen stalls. When the sun went down, there were almost no vacant stalls.

Shelia and Rachel also lit up all the yellow parts of the commemorative paintings, just waiting to unlock new colors tomorrow!

At the end of their shopping, they happened to arrive at the entrance of the boutique. The two of them went in and did some crazy shopping before sitting down next to the foam fountain to rest for a while.

Looking at the purple-red sunset in the distance, Shelia asked cautiously: "Rachel, are you in a better mood now?"

Rachel smiled and said: "When I went out this morning and saw the phrase 'let those who hate me have a bad day', I was relieved.

"It's not my fault. If I still feel sad, it will only make those guys proud."

Rachel took out her own crystal ball, which was also produced by a boutique. She lowered her voice and said, "I recorded the whole process of that guy smashing my things. One day, these videos will come in handy!"