After dressing up as a real young master, build a demon city in Interstellar

Feng Jiu stopped at the head of the long conference table, Fei Jiao sat slowly beside him, put his head on the table sleepily, and pulled out a huge fat crab pillow from Feng Jiu's wheelchair, leaning on it to sleep.

"..."

Dozens of shopkeepers who were in a serious meeting had weird expressions on their faces.

The line of sight frantically drifted back and forth between the ceilings of the two strength values. What did you do last night?

Feng Jiu glanced at the little fish who was sleeping openly at the meeting, raised his eyebrows, did he treat this fish so well that he dared to sleep under his nose.

He sternly knocked on the table and coughed lightly.

All ghosts are wise to keep silent.

Fei Jiao rubbed the crab pillow, rubbing the curly hair into a ball of weeds.He also stretched out his hand to pull Feng Jiu's hand over, and hid it in the crab pillow.

"Don't make trouble, I'm so sleepy."

Simply presumptuous.

Feng Jiu pursed his lips, he thought the fish might have taken his hand for a pearl.

"Be awake, sharks don't need to sleep."

Fei Jiao looked up at him complainingly, "You are so bad, don't you know what we did last night?"

Melon eater: "!" Is that what they thought it meant?

Feng Jiu's forehead twitched, and he knocked Xiao Yu's head, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Oh, I'll just tell you from now on, this is a little secret between us." Fei Jiao sat up propping up the pillow, and almost knocked her head on the table bit by bit.

"..." It's better not to say it.

Feng Jiu has never been able to compare with Fei Jiao in this matter of nonsense, the best way to deal with it is to change the subject.

Feng Jiu knocked on the optical brain, intending to start a meeting, but saw other ghosts peeking behind the optical brain screen, maybe tomorrow the storybook written by the storyteller ghost would be able to arrange shocking content that the parties could not have imagined.

"The screen is transparent." Don't make him blind.

Feng Jiu smiled and nodded his eyes, and all the ghosts closed their eyes and said silently:

Don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to.

Anyway, there are wonderful story books for them to imagine the love and hatred between the two adults.

Since Feng Jiu sent out the night market plan last night, Fei Jiao moved his big clam shells from the sea into Feng Jiu's bedroom which was more than a circle bigger.

Nesting in it for a night, even the salted fish pillow is not favored.It wasn't until the next day that Feng Jiu knocked on the clam shells, and only then did he harvest a exhausted mermaid that seemed to have been fucked all night.

The tail was limp and limp, and the owner took the initiative to hand it to him.

Feng Jiu was silent for a while, he knew which aspects of sharks were more in demand, but he didn't expect it to be so...

Without him needing to say it, the merman, who had a keen sense, became furious on the spot, and had to squeeze himself into Feng Jiu's wheelchair, refusing to let go.

Forced Feng Jiu to not dare to go out all morning, if he just went out like this, he would not be able to clean himself up by jumping into the Yellow River.

Only when the merman got hungry halfway and slipped away to find food, did he get rid of the situation of conjoined twins.

At this time Feng Jiu also saw the pile of translucent silk fabrics piled up in the clam shells, and he thought about it, Fei Jiao might have spent the night weaving in the clam shells.

Feng Jiu was a little moved, he was a good employee, and his work attitude was positive.

As for the usefulness of this shark silk, it is naturally to prepare for the Fengdu Night Market.

Feng Jiu couldn't hold back the smile on his face, he propped his hands on the table, and spoke first, "What do you think about the night market plan?"

The ghost market is at the junction of yin and yang, and naturally there are yin and yang. The ghost market during the day belongs to the prosperity of human beings, while the night is naturally the world of their ghosts.

That's why there was a difference between day and night when I first rented a shop.

Yin and Yang are different, day and night are different, and the types of goods sold are also different, so the appearance of the ghost market is naturally different.

The legendary ghost market naturally does not refer to a commercial street run by ghosts, but a real world with everything that one expects to find. There are secrets and strange things, rare beasts, emotional experiences, and even the secret of longevity.

As long as there is an equivalent exchange, you can find everything you want here.

This is the ghost market.

All the ghosts couldn't hold back their excited expressions when they got the plan.

What was that before, they not only had to carefully wear human skin to cover up their faces, but also tried their best to suppress the efficacy of their products, for fear of causing some trouble and causing trouble to Feng.

Night is their world.The ghosts present couldn't help but want to roar, isn't the good day coming soon?

Equivalent exchange, those human beings who are full of selfish desires can get a large reward for whatever they want, and exchange them for incense candles to buy private houses, so happy.

However, Feng Jiu's next sentence somewhat shattered their illusions.

"Of course you can't do whatever you want. If you want to open a shop in the night market, you have to follow the rules."

"Next door is hell, I don't think you guys would want to go in." Feng Jiu rolled up his sleeves elegantly.

The ghosts present were so frightened that they wilted immediately, but this is still a good thing. Even if they can't make a fortune, it is still a lot of income, not to mention that the equivalent exchange does not necessarily have to use imperial coins. They are greedy for those advanced and interesting interstellar high-tech long time.

"Boss," Mei Jiu obediently raised his hand, "What are the specific rules?"

Feng Jiu: "First, you must not violate the Fengdu Management Law, and second, you must not violate the laws of the empire."

"That is to say, you are not allowed to do things like murder and arson, and you are not allowed to do things that deceive consumers, and you are not allowed to do anything that will be sent to hell." Fei Jiao said, regaining consciousness.

"Then what else can they do?" A little ghost frowns, what else can they do besides these?He also wanted to make villains for people.

"It's time to unleash your creativity, my dear shopkeepers." Feng Jiu sent the application to each shopkeeper's optical brain.

"You can think about it and re-check day and night. Check the ones that are open at night, and remember to hand over the store plan to me."

"Remember, we are ghosts yearning for harmony and friendliness. We want to let the people of the empire see the charm of our Fengdu."

Feng Jiu said that although the group of ghosts had a headache about what to plan, they were still very excited.

What's so good about selling human things in human skin?If it is a ghost, it should open a shop in the night market.They read the boss's night market plan. Although the rent doubled, they earned more.

The only people who can enter the night market are extremely rich human beings.

They have to seize this opportunity well and live in the yin house early.The boss has designated a residential area in Fengdu's planning. They have seen it a long time ago. It is close to the sea of ​​flowers on the other side of Naihe Bridge and close to the bustling ghost market. It is a good location.

Hurry up to save incense candles and settle down quickly.

Not long after the meeting, the little ghosts thought about handing over the application forms to Feng Jiu.

Fei Jiao thought the pile of application forms was interesting, and he didn't even bother shrinking the clam shells, so he went to Feng Jiu's side to watch the weird ideas of the little devils.

"Give customers a life in a painting?" Fei Jiao read carefully, "This must be the ghost in the painting."

"Predict the future? Won't you be condemned by God?"

After thinking about it, Fei Jiao saw the next one, and said pleasantly, "I think this is a hairdressing salon. It's fast, precise, and ruthless. It will automatically regrow hair wherever you point it."

Although interstellar humans have hair growth products, they are far from keeping up with the speed of human hair loss. Yizhong is equivalent to no.

Feng Jiu picked out another one, "That one was handed in by the hair-eating ghost."

"?" Fei Jiao was full of doubts, "The hair in his stomach has not been digested for thousands of years? Do you want to spit it out?"

"It is said that for thousands of years, he has learned how to grow hair on human skin, and has perfected this technology research."

"It's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Fei Jiao nodded in confusion, and picked up the next one with a complicated face.

"What's the matter with this Ranyi fish? Selling your own meat to cure insomnia and anxiety?"

This is too crazy to cut your own meat and dry it at the same time?

"Not only that, but he also intends to cooperate with Xie Xie."

Hearing Feng Jiu's words, Fei Jiao thought, wouldn't he also be able to cut his own flesh to make lamp oil?This is a good thing that will last for thousands of years, although it seems useless.

Fei Jiao turned to the next one, "What's the matter with this Fei Fei? It's openly sleeping with / and playing pornography."

He failed to climb onto Jiujiu's bed.He was right on the twitter bed, but not quite.

"It's a rental pet cat. It's cute and coquettish to relieve people's worries."

"Then I can do it too?" Fei Jiao quickly stood up and winked at Feng Jiu, "I can also be coquettish and cute to relieve people's worries."

Feng Jiu casually picked out the candy to reward the little fish who begged for praise, otherwise the little fish would have to pester him all the time.

These application forms were good and bad, and Feng Jiu picked and sent back most of them. For example, the two who cut the meat were too much consumption. If they were really approved to open the store, there would probably be a pile of bones left in a short time.

He chose some of them and threw them in the daytime. For example, Fei Fei’s family of five, it would be great to open a cat cafe.

It seems that the local ghosts of the empire have to come to a trial operation to tell this group of shopkeepers what customers want.

After finishing the application form, Feng Jiu went to inspect the plantation as a routine, and Fei Jiao followed.It is said that the puppet and the professor ghost have made delicious food recently, so I specially asked him to try it.

An Yu is worthy of the aura of the protagonist. The fruit trees planted in the plantation have matured a lot, and the puppets are afraid of rotting and start making canned food again.These days, I just made a batch of canned yellow peaches, and after trying them out, I sent them to Tang An's live broadcast room to start selling them.

I have been making all kinds of sauerkraut before, but I can't keep up with the sales speed.Feng Jiu couldn't find a suitable person to be in charge of the assembly line, so he had to arrest a group of evil ghosts who were reformed through labor to carry jars of pickles. It is said that some ghosts have already been pickled, and no matter where they go, they smell like pickles. taste.

But today it was a bit unexpected for Feng Jiu, as soon as he entered the small workshop, the ghosts who used to carry vegetables and tanks back and forth actually moved boxes of finished products.

So efficient?Feng Jiu was a little surprised.

When I went in and took a look, I saw a scholar ghost with his sleeves rolled up adjusting the conveyor belt. Boxes with Fengdu printed on them were coming out one after another on the assembly line next to him.

"Is this overnight modernization?" Fei Jiao circled the scholar ghost twice curiously.

"Don't you scholars only know how to read and write? How can you do this?"

Fei Jiao's scrutiny made the scholar blush, "The student has only read a little."