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Chapter 26 Master, how do you sell your sushi?
【Spirit Absorption Technique】

Use effect: Continuously absorb energy.

Max Absorption: 20
Usage consumption: none

Range of use: Radius 40 meters

Cooldown time: 30 minutes
- Can absorb energy.

The new skill's attribute panel is opened, and the color used for its description has changed from white to green.

Zhang Xiaoman looked at the changes in his skills, and was a little confused at the same time he was happy.

Needless to say, the attributes are doubled compared to the original, but the description of the skills is a bit vague.

Zhang Xiaoman opened the shopping mall interface, and sure enough, there was a new Spirit Absorbing technique. He looked at the price and needed 10 points, the same as holy water.

"The description of Spirit Absorption has less keyword 'environment' than Spirit Absorption, does that mean that it can designate targets?"

Zhang Xiaoman came to a preliminary conclusion, but due to the limited conditions, he could not find the experimental subject for the time being.

After digesting the points on his body, Zhang Xiaoman no longer delays. Today he plans to go out to set up a stall, which is directly related to his next pocket money situation.

Pulling out the stall cart from the garage, Zhang Xiaoman rolled over and rode on it, but just when he was about to set off, he stopped, with an ugly expression on his face.

"This, this... the school is on holiday today!"

Zhang Xiaoman really wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood, but he even ignored the holiday when he made the plan.

Yes, Zhang Xiaoman had already chosen a place to set up his stall, which was a school near the community.

There are more students there, the traffic is also large, and they are all young people, and they have a stronger desire to buy food such as sushi. It can be regarded as a golden stall.

Zhang Xiaoman, a hard-working migrant worker who has graduated for more than three years, has long forgotten what winter and summer vacations are like.

Therefore, he forgot about this when he chose the location, which led him to be in such an embarrassing situation with nowhere to go.

"Death before leaving the apprenticeship, the hero of the long envoy is full of tears!"

Zhang Xiaoman patted the handlebar in remorse, wanting to cry without tears.

But since they have already come out, he can't just go back like this. Zhang Xiaoman rode his tricycle all the way out of the community, and rode aimlessly on the road.

In fact, Zhang Xiaoman also thought about it, besides the school, there are other places where business should be quite good.

For example, near the industrial park where I used to be, there are also more young people and strong purchasing power.

It's just a pity that Zhang Xiaoman's house is in a remote place, and the nearest business company is also 14 kilometers away. He rides such a tricycle, I am afraid that he will be exhausted before he reaches the place.

Zhang Xiaoman stepped on the car and rode for a while. He didn't dare to swing on the side of the road, so he had to ride to the place with many small alleys, and before he knew it, he arrived near the old town where Liu Ye lived.

"Hey, it went round and round, and finally came back again."

Looking at the surrounding environment, Zhang Xiaoman couldn't help feeling emotional.

He has also ridden a lot of distance this time, and his legs are already sore and numb, so he won't look for a place anymore, and simply open it here.

Looking for a more pleasing place on the side of the road, Zhang Xiaoman stopped and set up his stall.

There are still a few stall owners scattered around, selling skewers, fast food, fruit, whatever. Seeing a new young man here at this moment, I can't help but look at him a few more times. .

Zhang Xiaoman was a newbie who set up a stall for the first time. At this time, his heart was actually very open.

He tried his best to ignore the strange gazes from both sides, and his face was expressionless, trying his best to look like he often set up a stall.

"I'm a stall owner with no emotions, other people's eyes can't affect me..." Zhang Xiaoman muttered to himself.

The vegetable-selling aunt next to him turned her head to look at him.

"As long as your eyes are like torches, I will not move..."

Zhang Xiaoman's face was calm.

The aunt was still looking at him.

"He is strong by him, the breeze blows the hills; he is horizontal by him, and the bright moon shines on the river..." Zhang Xiaoman looked at his nose and heart.

Big Mom was still looking at him.

"They are all tool people, they are all NPCs, I don't care about their eyes..." Zhang Xiaoman showed blue veins on his forehead.

The aunt was still looking at him reluctantly.

5 minute later.

"Fuck..."

Feeling the aunt's gaze, Zhang Xiaoman's foul language almost burst out.

Probe took out a sushi-cutting kitchen knife from under the counter, nailed it to the cutting board with a thud, turned his head, and looked at the vegetable seller fiercely.

The vegetable seller shivered with fright, and quickly retracted her gaze. Several other hawkers around also looked away.

"Huh, it's finally clean." Zhang Xiaoman let out a sigh of relief.

……

evening.

Zhang Xiaoman, who forgot to wear a sun hat, persevered for an afternoon under the enthusiastic care of Father Sun. Seeing that the income was still 0, he wanted to cry without tears.

"I might as well deliver takeout..."

Zhang Xiaoman feels that his behavior can be used as a villain to record in textbooks such as "How Company Leaders Retain Resigned Employees Who Want to Start a Business with Unrealistic Dreams".

Just when he was disheartened and was about to close the stall and go home, a voice interrupted his movement.

"Big, master, how do you sell your sushi?"

Zhang Xiaoman raised his head, and the person who came was a young man who looked nervously at his booth.

Although I don't understand why the other party calls him a master, but this is the first customer since the opening, Zhang Xiaoman hurriedly greeted him.

"10 yuan per box of original flavor, 13 of this fruit, 14 of fish roe..."

The young man was surprised and said: "Master, your price is very cheap."

Zhang Xiaoman smiled and said, "That's right, my small business has small profits but quick turnover."

The young man showed a stunned expression and said, "Oh, Master, this should be a sideline, I understand, I understand."

Zhang Xiao's face full of question marks, what master?What side business?You know what, how can I not understand.

The young man didn't say anything more, took two boxes of fruit sushi, paid the money and hurried away.

Zhang Xiaoman's original idea of ​​closing the stall was suppressed at this time. Having the first customer was still very encouraging for him, a newbie who set up a stall for the first time.

Sure enough, probably because it was time to get off work, the crowds on the path also increased, and many young people who lived in the old city also came back one after another.

Zhang Xiaoman began to be glad that he didn't go back directly just now. After a while, he actually sold several boxes of sushi. It seems that this place is not as bad as he first imagined.

"Master, how much is this signature sushi?"

"Signature sushi for 10 yuan a box..."

"Master, how much is this tempura shrimp roll?"

“Tempura Fried Shrimp Sushi 17 per box...”

"Master, give me a Sweeping Eight Wastes Package!"

"Okay, Chenghui 45..."

……

Zhang Xiaoman smiled and flipped through his wallet balance. Although he hadn't sold much so far, it was still a good start.

He really liked the feeling of making money for himself more than sitting in the office and working for others.

However, there was one thing he never understood.

"Why do they call me Master?"

(End of this chapter)