Plane Supermarket

Chapter 160

Gold candlesticks are placed on the table with carved patterns on the corners. The flames of the candles flicker as the pedestrians walk. The well-dressed gentlemen and ladies walk into the dance floor to the sound of music, or hold silverware. The quality wine glass is talking aside.

The businessmen jumped up and down in the crowd, constantly being looked down upon and flattered.

The same is true for Stan. For the nobles, the easy ball is the last painful hurdle before making money for these businessmen.

"I heard that the second lady is going to get married soon." Stan squeezed in front of a Marquis with great difficulty, pushed the businessman next to him away, bent down and looked up at the other party and said, "I have a good set of things that I want to give to you." Second Miss."

The Marquis, with his blond hair, looked at Stan, not wanting to deal with him very much, but he was not a tough guy, so he just said, "Diamond jewelry? I already have it."

Diamond jewelry has become popular recently, and the asking price is not low, but the Marquis's family is not short of money. He has already bought more than a dozen sets for his daughter, enough for her to wear them alternately.

Stan immediately said: "No, no, no, although diamond jewelry is beautiful, it is not impossible for others to buy it, and it is not worthy of the noble status of the second lady."

The Marquis frowned.

The brooch he is wearing now is made of diamonds, and all the buttons on his clothes have been replaced with diamond buttons. When the other party said this, he was saying that he had no taste, but before the Marquis reprimanded him, he heard Stan say: "I What I want to give is a set of porcelain."

The Marquis shut up.

Porcelain is indeed more tasteful than diamonds.

After all, the former cannot be bought with money, while the latter can be bought with money.

But the Marquis still didn't have a good face: "Could I be short of porcelain?"

Stan quickly said: "No, no, of course not, but these porcelains are different from what you can usually buy."

As he said that, Stan took out a wooden box from his pocket, and the Marquis showed a look of disgust on his face—no wonder when the businessman walked over, he felt that there was something wrong with the other's clothes, how could a decent person put it in his pocket? something this big?

"Look." Stan opened the box.

The Marquis' dislike disappeared instantly after seeing the contents in the box.

Inside the box is a round brooch, a very common style, but its texture is not ordinary.

The Marquis stretched out his hand, but withdrew his hand when he was about to touch the brooch: "This, is this also porcelain?"

There is a wreath of complicated patterns around the brooch, but the most exquisite pattern is the pattern in the middle of the brooch. It is a girl wearing a wreath. She has no expression and looks a little sad, but this does not damage her beauty. The lightness between her eyebrows Sorrow made her look more beautiful.

Stein said: "You can touch it, her face is not painted, but like a real person, with highs and lows."

The Marquis finally couldn't bear it anymore, and reached out to touch the tip of the girl's nose. He took a deep breath and was shocked by the delicacy and beauty of this brooch.

"I bought this from a distinguished lord." Stein revealed without any hesitation, "Now only I have it."

Beautiful and rare, the Marquis looked at Stan with a softer look: "How much?"

"How can I collect money for the wedding gift for the second lady?" Stan blinked at the Marquis, "I still have to do business here."

The Marquis understood, he coughed lightly, reached out to take the box when Stan handed it over, and straightened his face again.

After that, Stan naturally followed behind the Marquis.

On such occasions, Stan, who always bowed his head and acted like a dog in front of the nobles, tasted the warm hospitality of the nobles for the first time. The smile on Stan's face did not disappear all night long.

Even leaving the ball, Stan still had a smile on his face.

Obviously the same as before, they are all here to sell goods, but because the goods sold are different, the treatment and attention they get are completely different.

Compared with the veiled favors of the nobles, the favors of the merchants are even crazier.

The big businessmen who once wouldn't look at Stan have changed their faces.

Countless gold and silver poured into Stan's wallet, and the porcelain tea leaves he brought were sold out overnight. For the first time in his life, Stan enjoyed the feeling of being admired by the nobles and surrounded by admiration.

The big merchants rounded up all the goods that Stan had left after he sold them to the nobles.

But Stan failed to set off to pick up the second batch of goods immediately after selling all the goods. He was blocked in the hotel by merchants, and Stan was not stupid. It's useless on the site.

So Stan chose the merchant with the best relationship with the Marquis. After half a month of arguing, Stan and the other party agreed to pick up the goods together, which was equivalent to sharing his purchase channel with the other party.

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The goblins settled down in the town, and they bought a lot of seeds, pesticides and farm tools from Ye Zhou. Some goblins continued to hunt in the mountains, and it took them more than ten days to leave. Going to socialize with the human race, I finally understood why the dwarves fertilized like the human race before, but there were no seedlings on that piece of land.

"It needs to be mixed with water." After the farmers sat on the ridge of the field and did not need to remove insects every day, the farmers developed a new interest-that is, they gathered together to chat and laugh, and there might be a bonfire party at night, where young men and women sang and danced. People are drinking and chatting.

The goblin with a pimple on his forehead was mixed among the human races. He is also wearing neat clothes now. Except for his face and figure, he looks not much different from the human race. He said strangely: "If you don't mix water, you can't grow anything ?”

"That will burn the seeds!" the man laughed.

"Farming is really hard." The goblin sighed.

"Isn't hunting hard?" Someone asked, "I heard that hunting often kills people, and one bite from a snake may cause death."

"It's possible to be bitten by a bug." Di Jingxi had lingering fear, "I've been bitten by a bug before, right here."

Pointing to his arm, he rejoiced and said, "Fortunately, the patriarch found the herbal medicine, otherwise I would have died."

Humans seldom come into contact with goblins. Even if they do, they are the goblins in the old town. Those goblins do not have their own ethnic groups. They look like goblins, but they are actually "human races" with strange looks, which cannot satisfy people's curiosity about goblins.

"Why is an old woman ruling you?" Someone asked, "Ruling a group is what a man should do."

"Yes, are you not unconvinced?"

The goblin doesn't know so: "Don't you need old people? She has more experience, she knows how to keep us alive, when the beast will come, where we are going to move, and she can also distinguish herbs. If it is all young Man, we're dead long ago."

People froze, and the goblin continued: "There are many strong men. They will fight, beat and kill for status. The clan will not get better. The patriarch does not need to be the strongest person, as long as she can let us Knowing what to do allows us to live together."

The farmer looked at the young goblin: "Don't you want to make contributions?"

The goblin blinked, and he said sincerely: "But I am a goblin. If I leave the group, will the human race take me seriously? Goblins are weak, and we can only stay together so that we will not be bullied."

"It's as if I'm sitting and chatting with you now." The goblin, "It's not because you agree with me, or how good I am, but because I have many clansmen, you can't just let me go, otherwise my clansmen will come I'll settle the bill with you."

The humans looked at each other, originally the goblin said these words to ask for a fight, but the other party's attitude was so good that they couldn't get angry.

So someone changed the subject and sighed: "My daughter is of the age to get married, but I really can't find a man suitable to be her husband."

"Yes, so is my daughter. She is 15 years old, but if she stays at home, she can easily earn a lot of money, but if she gets married, she will definitely not have a good life in the future."

"I'm hoping to find a husband for my daughter who lives nearby."

"I think so too, so even if her husband can't earn money, he can still work in our family's field."

"If only they could work in the supermarket too."

Their son is no longer worried about marrying a wife, so they finally spared some energy and began to care about their daughter.

When they were poor, they had to marry off their daughters in exchange for a cow or a few pieces of land before they could marry their sons.

Now that the family has money, and they are all ordinary farmers, they have no idea of ​​moving to a big city, so the daughter seems to have a bit of weight, after all, the daughter can do a lot of work now.

"By the way, I know one thing, Cherry has moved out of her house!" Someone said excitedly, "She wants to sever ties with her parents!"

The news was like a boulder thrown into a pond, causing huge waves.

"How could she do this!" Someone shouted in disbelief, "How dare she treat her parents like this!"

"I heard that her parents took all of her salary, but they didn't even want to give her a bed. She couldn't even eat a piece of bread at home." Someone said, "Her parents are indeed a little too much."

"A girl." Someone snorted, "No matter what, she shouldn't treat her parents like this. If it wasn't for her parents, she wouldn't even have the chance to be born."

"Her life was given by her parents, how can you say her parents were too much?"

"Girls shouldn't have jobs. When they have jobs and earn money, they dare to do anything and abandon all the virtues that women should have." Someone gritted their teeth, "Cherie will definitely regret it! God will punish her! "

The goblin was stupefied, he couldn't talk about these topics, people discussed more and more fiercely, someone whispered: "We should go to the supermarket owner and make him stop letting girls to work, he will make people Those girls become lawless and they can no longer continue to be good daughters and good wives."

But this proposal was not responded to.

"What do you mean?!" The bearded man was just following the crowd to condemn Cherli, but now he stood up, grabbed the speaker by the collar, and roared fiercely, "You mean, My daughter can't work in the supermarket either?!"

His daughter is another girl who works in a supermarket besides Cherry.

Of course, it wasn't because he valued his daughter so much, but because his son was an apprentice carpenter in the city, and he was reluctant to let his son leave behind the apprenticeship he had finally obtained, so he could only let his daughter apply for the job.

It turned out to be on!

Since my daughter became a temporary worker in the supermarket, life at home has improved visibly. Although she is still reluctant to eat meat, her daughter often brings back fruit, bread, and jams with various flavors, and occasionally wine and jerky.

The beard has tasted the benefits, so he is willing to scold Cherry with the others-anyway, he will not lose a piece of meat.

But if his daughter can no longer go to the supermarket, it will really cost him a piece of meat.

"If you talk nonsense like that again, I'll break your nose!" The bearded man threatened the other party viciously, then turned his head and said to the others, "Cherie's parents are not good people, Cherry earns so much money, you can't eat a piece of it!" What happened to the bread?"

Under his force, the others cautiously echoed: "Yes, you are right."

"Who doesn't have bread now?"

The bearded man was satisfied, and he waved his fist: "Anyone who says that girls can't go to work, I'll let him know how hard my fist is."

After finishing speaking, the bearded man had no intention of continuing to chat with them, and left the field alone.

After he left, other people whispered: "Isn't it because his daughter is also working as a temporary worker in the supermarket?"

"No one goes to that supermarket now, and it might close down soon."

"Closed, Cherry is going home..."

Listening to their malicious discussion, the goblin didn't really understand why they were angry about it. It would be great if his people could go to work in the supermarket. When the girls were in the supermarket, the men would go farming and hunting. groups can develop better.

This is the same as women collecting and men hunting in the past, all for the better continuation of the group.

When the goblin was young, he asked the patriarch why men must hunt. Hunting is a very dangerous thing, but such dangers are borne by men, and women only need to gather in safe places.

The patriarch did not ignore his question, and the adults stood beside him, all just looking at him with smiles.

The patriarch told him that the purpose of letting the women do safer work is to prevent the group from being destroyed by a hunting failure. Even if the men lose more than half of them, as long as there are some left, the group can still reproduce.

But once the women lose more than half, the group will suffer extinction.

A man can impregnate multiple women, but a woman cannot conceive every year. It takes nine months to give birth once. Even if she gives birth, there is no guarantee that the child will survive. Death.

With fewer and fewer women, there will be fewer and fewer newborns in the group, and finally the group will disappear without a trace.

So men can be sacrificed, but women cannot.

The first thing they want to ensure is that the ethnic group can continue.

This is the wisdom passed down from generation to generation by the goblins, so their groups still exist today, and those groups that are almost all men have disappeared now.

The goblin felt that these human races were not as smart as the old patriarch, but it was strange that such a stupid human race ruled most of the cities and towns on this continent.

The goblin didn't continue to talk to the farmers either - he knew that these human races looked down on him and they couldn't be friends, so the goblin stood up, patted the ashes off his butt, and said goodbye to the farmers.

Looking at the goblin's back, the farmers finally couldn't help but cast aside: "These green-skinned dwarves can live in such a good house."

"There's still money to buy so many things."

"Goblins are not worthy at all. The supermarket owner is simply blind. Aren't we more worthy than these dwarves?"

The goblin couldn't hear what they were talking behind his back, and he wondered why the human race could be so stupid?

Is it because the human race has obtained most of the resources, so there is no sense of crisis anymore?Or is it just these farmers who are stupid?

Just as he walked to the gate of the city, he suddenly heard a familiar voice and his own name.

"Rich!"

Rich looked in the direction of the sound, and his eyes lit up in an instant.

He saw a group of dwarves coming in his direction with their luggage on their backs. The dwarves brought their families with them, and even brought rough tables and chairs on their backs.

Rich ran to the dwarves and hugged his friend.

"Why did you decide to come here?" Ricky curiously asked his dwarf friend after the excitement.

They knew there was a supermarket here because of the dwarves.

The dwarf patted Rich on the back, and he smiled and said, "We've actually been watching you all the time."

The corner of Rich's mouth twitched. These dwarves were still timid, but he was still happy: "We are learning to farm now, how about you? Are you going to farm too?"

The dwarf shook his head mysteriously, and Rich pushed him: "Do you consider me a friend?"

Then the dwarf laughed: "We are going to plant the land first, but we don't make a living by farming. When we came last time, the boss here said that as long as we can pay, he will teach us how to extract oil. More oil."

The current oil extraction method is very primitive, and the oil yield is also low. If more oil can be extracted with the same amount of beans or sesame seeds, even if the supermarket is closed in the future, they can still live on this income.

The goblin said happily: "This is a good thing! Maybe we will ask you to buy oil in the future."

Dwarf: "We still have to learn how to make bread! There are also cakes. When the time comes for you to farm, we will ask you to buy flour!"

"By the way, when we came here, we saw that the elves were also packing their things." The dwarf and the elves lived very close and lived in harmony for many years. They knew each other's movements, and the dwarf said, "They seem to be coming down too, but It might be a while."

The goblin didn't know elves, so he had no feelings, so he said quickly, "Then go and see the house!"

"I'll take you to see it!"

"There are a lot of dwarves." Sarah, who was sitting at the gate of the supermarket, looked at the dwarves who entered the city gate, then turned her head and said to Cao'er standing beside her, "Dwarf blood is not good to drink."

Cao'er was startled: "Have you ever drank?"

Sarah shook her head: "I heard what they said."

In Sarah's previous status, she could not drink "human blood" at all, only the blood of livestock.

Cao'er was a little worried: "There are more and more people coming, what if they cause trouble? What if they fight?"

Sarah didn't care too much: "Then drive them all out."

Cao'er really wanted to rub Sarah's hair, but she didn't dare. After all, Sarah is the older sister. She sighed: "If only it were that simple."

"By the way." Cao'er squatted down suddenly, and whispered in Sarah's ear, "Have you noticed that brother Zou seems to have been siding with the immortals recently?"

Sarah curled her lips: "Isn't he always like this?"

Cao'er sighed again: "You don't understand."

In the past, Brother Zou's behavior when he stayed with the immortal was completely different from what he is doing now.

But Cao'er can only say these words to Sarah, otherwise she will definitely be scolded for thinking wildly all day long, what can happen to the two men?

Just when Cao'er was worried and felt that she had discovered some secret, footsteps suddenly came from behind her.

Cao'er immediately shut up, turned her head and looked behind her, and sure enough—the immortal came out.

Ye Zhou also came out to see the dwarves, and he liked the dwarves quite a bit, because most dwarves had fine wool curly hair. When a group of dwarves appeared together, the fluffy curly hair was really cute no matter how they looked.

"Take them to the temporary place first." Ye Zhou said to Zou Ming who was standing beside him, "Take them to see the house tomorrow."

Zou Ming nodded silently, Cao'er glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and felt that Zou Ming looked a little wronged.

She was so frightened by the word grievance that her scalp went numb. After Zou Ming walked down the steps, Cao'er looked at Ye Zhou.

Ye Zhou noticed Cao'er's gaze and smiled at Cao'er.

Cao'er looked away, thinking that it would be better for him not to say anything.

But she miscalculated. Sarah had already walked to Ye Zhou's side and grabbed Ye Zhou's clothes. She raised her head and said curiously, "Does Zou Ming want to marry you?"

Ye Zhou was almost choked to death by his own saliva. He covered his mouth and coughed a few times, looking at Sarah in disbelief.

Then Ye Zhou pretended to be calm, trying to make his tone natural: "Why do you think so?"

Sarah quickly sold Cao'er: "Cao'er said that Zou Ming is just like her father."

Cao'er's eyes widened, what is this? !She quickly explained: "Immortal, no, I never said that!"

Sarah: "Tell me, when your mother is angry, your father is just like Zou Ming, isn't it just that Zou Ming is like your father?"

Cao'er: "..."

She was stunned for a moment, unable to think of any rebuttal words.

Ye Zhou was also dumbfounded. Since he had a "showdown" with Zou Ming in the waiting room last time, Zou Ming did not say anything strange, but he kept appearing beside him. Ye Zhou opened his eyes almost every day. Zou Ming can be seen.

And every time Zou Ming appeared by his side, there was a legitimate reason.

Sarah looked at Ye Zhou and said very seriously: "I don't like him, but if you like him, there's nothing I can do about it. Can you stop having boys in the future?"

Ye Zhou: "..."

His brain was confused, and after thinking for a long time, he could only choke out one sentence: "Two men can't have children."

Sarah showed a relieved expression, and she was happy again: "That's good!"

Ye Zhou and Cao'er looked at the smiling Sarah: "..."

Sarah's focus seems to be wrong.