Pirates make money is king

After beating someone, Abe breathed a sigh of relief when no one asked for trouble after a minute passed.

"The boss is interested in this guy"

After waiting and waiting, only the masked man was interested in the lottery man.

Abe is very distressed. It seems that this world is different from his previous life. This world does not like weak people.

The masked man kept waiting in a good-natured manner. When he saw Abe talking to him, he asked directly: "How much is it."

Abe looked at the lottery man, compared it with the three mermaids just now, stretched out a hand and turned it five times: "This is the number."

The masked man was silent for a while and said: "Not long ago, a mermaid was sold in the Shampoo Islands, a female. The price at that time was only this amount. Compared with the mermaid, this guy is far behind. This guy is not worth the price."

"No, no, no, the mermaid is an ornamental fish, and this one is a slave, a good slave who works hard and never complains."

Abe said, shaking the reward order: "This one adds the devil fruit, minus two, and the remaining three"

The weak boy lay on the ground, his eyes wishing to spit out blazing fire and burn this damn man to death.

Abe smiled evilly at the weak boy: "This face, this look, this bad temper, this unique pirate attribute, plus the good use of his Devil Fruit ability, all of these are worth this three in total."

The masked man looked at the weak boy and asked: "What's the use of his ability?"

"It attracts people and changes colors. If you use this ability well, you can pull it out and show it off everywhere."

"Colors don't understand."

Abe blinked and took out the key to open the collar around the weak boy's neck. Before the boy could react, Abe grabbed the boy's wrist.

With a snap, Abe asked the boy to give a fingerprint for the reward.

With lightning speed, he locked the weak young man, and Abe folded the reward order in half and rubbed it a few times.

With the masked man's expectation, Abe opened the reward order and completed a brightly colored landscape painting.

"That's fine too."

The masked man looked at a painting with a very strange composition while holding a reward.

"The color won't fade away"

"His ability is to emit black ink, and the color change is the disconnection of the ability. This color will always be like this."

"Oh, can he release unlimited ink?"

Abe smiled and shook his head: "No, he is a color absorber. He releases as many colors as he absorbs."

"Will the colors he absorbed come back?"

"The color of living things is absorbed, and it will slowly recover over time regardless of whether it is used. The color of dead things will not come back after it is used up. If it is not used up, it will come back if it faints or dies."

"You really didn't tame him"

"Don't worry about this. He is wild. As for his ability, my people came to the conclusion after trying to control him a little bit."

"Control me, I bought him, it's easy for you to control"

"I can control it at close range on my ship, but there is nothing I can do if I leave my ship."

The masked man thought again and again: "No discounts."

Abe shook his head: "This is my first time trying this product. I don't want to sell it cheaply."

The masked man expressed his understanding: "In order to maximize profits, we businessmen are always looking for new products."

Abe had a smile on his face, and complained in his heart: "What a businessman, businessmen are afraid of showing their faces."

"How is it? Will the boss buy this product?"

The masked man hesitated again and again, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, take it back and see."

After completing the transaction, Abella took the two boxes.

When he first entered the market, he was surprised that everyone was pulling one or more boxes. It seemed that these boxes were for money.

After making so much money in just a short time, Abe felt that this was more profitable than working in the navy.

Someone was walking, thinking in his mind, simply disappearing and not coming back.

If he does not return to the naval base for a long time, the Navy will consider him killed in action.

The origami boat hid in the box and was very dissatisfied looking at the papers. These crappy things couldn't be exchanged for energy at all.

I can't understand how these people would do such evil things for these scraps of paper.

When he came to the grocery area, Abe walked for a while and stopped and asked: "How can I sell this stone?"

"Brother, you have good eyesight. This stone comes from the New World and was snatched from the Whitebeard Pirates' treasure house."

Abe looked up at the guy hiding his head and tail, and said with an indifferent expression: "Whitebeard is dead, what good stuff can he leave behind?"

The stall owner was not angry and explained in a low voice: "It is said that this stone is the whetstone used by Whitebeard to sharpen his knives."

Abe's eyelids twitched. No matter how true the boss's words were, this whetstone should be a good thing.

He would stop, and the Mingyan Sword hanging on his waist would tremble.

Observing several stalls around me, my eyes were immediately attracted to this stone that is [-] centimeters long, [-] centimeters wide and [-] centimeters thick.

Although there were several seemingly natural stones beside this completely cut stone, Abe still determined at a glance that Ming Yan Dao was interested in this stone.

Abe looked at the silver stone, which indeed looked like a whetstone.

The surrounding cutting was so complete that it made Abe feel like he had gone back to his past life. When he was walking alone at the night market, he saw someone selling whetstones. He suddenly thought that his kitchen knife at home had not been sharpened for several years, so he bought a whetstone to sharpen it.

"Boss, how can I sell this piece of broken stone?"

"Brother, this is not a broken stone, it has a legend. Let me tell you, the whetstone used by Whitebeard comes from"

"Okay, can you please stop talking about a dead person? It sounds scary."

The boss, who only had two eyes exposed, could not stop talking. This was the first time he met a weirdo.

In this sea, when it comes to the big figures who dominate one side, who doesn't listen to the legends with relish.

The boss has seen the big world and quickly adjusted: "Brother, let me tell you this, back then the red-haired Shanks wanted to get..."

"I'm asking about the price, not who is interested in this broken stone."

Abe wanted to hit someone. He came to buy something, not to listen to those pirate stories.

In a twisted era, more and more people worship pirates, and the world will collapse sooner or later.

The boss felt aggrieved once again for someone to interrupt the brewing emotions. The unspeakable words felt like they were suffocating to death.

"Hey, brother, let me educate you on the relevant knowledge first, so that you won't say my price is too expensive later."

Abe understood. He met a storyteller.

"Okay, if you don't want to sell me, let me go."

Abe stood up. Ming Yan Dao was a little restless. He turned around and patted Ming Yan Dao gently to calm him down.

If the business can't be done, find a time to grab it.

Seeing that Abe was about to leave, the boss quickly shouted: "Brother, brother, don't leave in a hurry. If you don't like hearing stories, tell me earlier. I'll make an offer right now. It's a fixed price."

Abe tilted his head: "One price"

"Yes, that's the number."

The boss picked up the silver whetstone, stared at Abe and said firmly: "You will understand after I tell the story that this whetstone is worth the price."

Abe wants to vomit blood on this guy's face. Who has time to listen to your nagging stories?

But this piece of broken stone is so damn expensive.

After hard work, he sold the slaves to earn some money, and then gave them away. Abe felt that his heart was broken into eighteen petals.