Star roaming series

I can't wait for Iger to post the scanned garbage on the dimensional trading system for sale. It would be great if someone bought it right away.

Back in the room, Iger automatically turned into a film-like screen, and pasted the scanned 3D stereoscopic pictures of the garbage on the sales item information, while teaching, "If the master wants to let others know about your items faster, the pictures are a good aid. Tools, with pictures, you can respond faster, and the chances of selling are greater.”

The picture I saw posted by Iger is a metal cube.

The picture has been rotated 360 degrees, from top to bottom, from left to right, it is a piece of metal, and the edge section seems to be a part cut from that kind of waste.

"Why not a picture of the whole piece of junk?" I asked, a piece of metal with a hollow section in it?

It's not that a ton of metal trash is worth 1 universe coin, how much can this metal block be sold for?

"The size of the master's trading items is limited to 100 cubic centimeters."

……All right.

Although there is only one piece of metal, I am happy to let Iger set the price of the garbage I want to sell at 10 universe coins.

In this way, I can buy eggs to eat after selling 100 times.

"Remind the owner intimately, this may attract little attention, and price setting is also the most important profession of a businessman." Iger didn't say that no one would buy it like this.

"It's okay, isn't this the first day of opening?" I was very confident.

I thought there would be no news for a long time, but after I asked Iger to upload the sales item information from the background settings to the trading system, I heard back not long after.

"Gu, coo, coo, coo—Master, there is a dimensional merchant requesting to talk to you about your items." Iger looked calm.

"Iger, what's going on with that gurgle?" I was startled by Iger's strange sound. How could the sound of a chicken appear in Iger's voice?

"This is the voice of the messenger reminding the master that there is a transaction."

So if my business is good in the future, will you keep cooing?My double eyelids curved into a weird arc, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help twisting... I couldn't laugh, and Iger would explode again later.

"Master, do you want to talk to the other party?" Iger reminded me again.

"Oh, good."

A man with dark green scales, red eyes, and habitually sticking out his long, pointed tongue appeared on the screen.

"You're that rookie businessman who sells garbage?...Wow, hahaha! You're still a vegetable! You have special features, are you selling chemical fertilizers from rotting plants? Oh! No, metal garbage, hahaha! What are you selling? Trash is trash alike!"

... You are a vegetative, and your whole family is a vegetative.

This man started to laugh at me as soon as he was connected. Iger said that this businessman is a green card businessman in the same technology dimension as me but in a different time and space.

I ignored the man on the screen who was laughing and sticking out his tongue, and said to Iger, "Is there a blacklist function?"

"Yes, master." Iger saw what I meant, and directly transferred the lizard man to his personal blacklist, and the sneering figure of the other party disappeared immediately on the screen.

"...Master, please don't be angry, not all businessmen are like this." Iger saw that I didn't speak after asking about the blacklist, and seemed to think that I had been hit, and began to comfort me in a serious manner.

"Angry? Me?" I pointed at myself.

I just thought the lizard man was boring, but not angry.

Iger nodded, "The master has no expression on his face, presumably because he couldn't accept the blow for a while."