[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

About two months away from the valley - the weather is rainy - mood: I regret it

Boss, I think I'm an asshole.

I just found an excuse to tell Zhang Wuji that I can't take him away, but it's better for him to come to the store to look for me in the future than pretending to be attacked and missing.

Why is my brain so big_(:з)∠)_

I still plan to do business with Zhang Wuji in the future, is this a playful rhythm TwT*

Shen Jingbing has been tortured by her conscience recently.

Fortunately, there is Lancelot by his side. There are so many things in this AI database that it is unimaginable, and there is not even a lack of things like psychological medicine.

What's even more commendable is that Lancelot didn't taunt him, but kept calming the nervous master.

"Then sprinkle half a teaspoon of salt..." Lancelot paused, "It's about 0.25 grams..."

"We don't have salt." Shen Jingbing interrupted his AI and rolled his eyes, "Search for something practical, don't look at those damn recipes."

But no matter how hard we searched, we couldn't find anything delicious except for an untreated hare still kicking its legs.

Lancelot searched for a while, looked at some things he found, scanned the surrounding area, and finally came to a conclusion: "Master, give up."

There are no plants around that can be used for seasoning.

"...QAQ" feels abusive.

Following Zhang Wuji at least there was meat to eat, but after running out there was no meat left.

Shen Jing Bing let the rabbit go with her mouth pursed. Of course, she didn't forget to pluck a handful of hairs before letting go to express her dissatisfaction with the disappointment of the fat and tender rabbit meat.

"How far is it from the capital?" Shen Jingbing stood up and patted her buttocks, swallowing a tube of nutritional supplements with a bitter face.

"There is still half a month to go, master, but if you are willing to go to the post station to find a horse..."

"I don't have any money, Lancelot." Shen Jingbing said sadly, "Most of the time I go here is to get my first pot of gold."

Lancelot scanned the map, "There is a town about five kilometers ahead, you can go there to rest."

Shen Jingbing got up with a sad face.

Next time he must ask Qi Yu to give him a means of transportation.

The closer to Yuandu, the fewer refugees.

Maybe it's because they have already fled, or they have resigned themselves to their fate and struggled to survive under the oppression of Yuan Ting looking for a gap to breathe.

Shen Jingbing followed Lancelot's reminder all the way to the town.

Every road leading to Yuandu is very lively. Even the current situation of wars and smoke everywhere has not stopped the caravans of those merchants from chasing profits.

Shen Jingbing came out of the forest, already dressed in a Mongolian costume, with a machete hanging on his waist.

The felt hat on his head made him a little uncomfortable, but for the convenience of passing through the city gate, he honestly didn't show any abnormality.

The city gate passed smoothly.

With the help of Lancelot, Shen Jingbing took away the purse of a man who seemed to be in charge of a caravan.

The man was fat and fat, and he didn't care much about being knocked and bumped by the crowded city gate.

Shen Jingbing, who did bad things, succeeded in one go.

"It's the first time I've done this kind of thing, Lancelot." Shen Jingbing's face was full of excitement, he looked down at the money bag in his hand, the excitement far outweighed the crime brought by theft.

"You have to give him something, or you will receive a summons from the court of the plane after 23 hours and 58 minutes of the cosmic calendar time." Lancelot said, "Of course, the ratio of the cosmic calendar to the time flow rate of this plane is 483:1, you can enjoy yourself for a long time."

"...Why didn't you mention this when you asked me to take the purse."

"I thought you understood."

"..." I'm sorry for making you overestimate my IQ.

Shen Jingbing turned her head helplessly, looked at the person who was directing the caravan into the city gate, and the person whom he had slipped into the purse, looked down at the valuables on her body, thought for a while, and finally took out a tube of nutritional supplements.

"This is a purchase, right?" It's just a real strong buy and strong sell.

"You can think of it that way." Lancelot said, "According to the rules of the plane store, the exchange of items between the two parties is considered a transaction."

"..." There was a big loophole.

Shen Jingbing really wanted to know how the plane court with such loose rules managed to maintain order till now.

Then Shen Jingbing used exactly the same method to hang the nutritional supplement on the waist of the fat businessman just now where the money bag used to hang.

"Congratulations on making your first transaction on this plane." Lancelot said, "It's worth 75 universe coins."

"...Damn it? 75?" Shen Jingbing looked down at the rather heavy purse, "Isn't that scientific?"

"The currency on the original plane is not valuable. Their smelting methods are too backward. The minerals used as currency are mixed with a lot of impurities, master." Lancelot scanned it, "The raw materials produced on this plane are the most valuable Yes, such as unsmelted and forged minerals, as well as those vigorous vegetation, can be sold to high-tech planes where basic materials and green vegetation are scarce."

"Does that mean we can pull weeds?"

Lancelot paused, and said, "Under the premise of not affecting the ecology."

Shen Jingbing began to gear up.

"If you really plan to pull weeds, you will be regarded as a lunatic, and now you can't be sold to the high-tech plane."

"You are always extinguishing my enthusiasm." Shen Jingbing withdrew her claws, "I'll go to an inn to take a shower and rest."

Lancelot said nothing.

Shen Jingbing opened a room and took a comfortable bath, then walked out of the room and ordered a table of dishes.

The Mongols did not detain women at home like the Han people did. There were many girls walking around on the street.

Shen Jingbing squinted her eyes and searched for the soft girl, took a sip of the tea that was brewed quite casually, and stuck out her tongue in pain, "Lancelot, can you contact the shop?"

"Yes, master."

"Get in touch, I think I need something." After he finished speaking, he paused slightly, "Do you think Qi Yu can deliver it to me?"

Lancelot was beeping in his mind, and after a while, he connected to Elro's communication system.

"Too underestimate the ability of the plane store, Shen Jingbing."

"Eirro, long time no see." Shen Jingbing looked at the dishes on the table with a smile, "I need help."

"Master is sleeping."

"Oh." Shen Jingbing didn't take it seriously, "I need some high-quality tea, some skin care products and cosmetics, and I may need some ammunition, just use the oldest one... Prepare first, tea and cosmetics I want some feminine stuff right now."

What is the best way to make money?

Women's wealth.

There is another kind under the premise of not endangering lives.

war money.

Shen Jingbing's authority is enough for him to order Elro to prepare some goods for him to sell.

"Okay, the things will be delivered in three days from the F1361 plane time."

Shen Jingbing raised her eyebrows happily, "Remember to give me something easy to carry, the toolbox is too big."

Ello was silent for a while, and then spit out two words: "Very expensive."

"There is no profit without investment!"

"The toolbox on your body has invested nearly 75 universe coins, but the current income you bring is only [-]."

"How long have I been here!"

"According to the ratio of time to flow, you have been in F1361 for seven months and three days."

"You didn't pay me for my work before!"

"Your salary was spent on that toolbox."

"...This is not my job!"

"Then you can fend for yourself in F1361."

Shen Jingbing couldn't bear it anymore: "A word, will you give it?!"

"..." Ello fell silent again.

After a while, Ello finally uttered two words: "I... give it."