The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

Yuan Zhuan took Yuan Zhu for a walk along the street and found various facilities around him. His needs can be basically met here, such as wet markets, kindergartens, pharmacies, and hospitals. The most advantageous thing for them is that they can spend a little money to set up a small stall near the vegetable market. She planned to let Zhao Ma set up a stall to sell pancakes and fruits in the morning and chuanchuanxiang at noon. Although she might be a little tired, she wouldn't have too much time to think about it. She didn't think that after today, Zhao Ma would be able to solve the problem of the original owner. Forgot.

"Sister, I want that, white candy!" Yuan Zhu held her sister's hand and jumped excitedly, pointing to the tray tied to the 28th bar in front of her. There was a whole piece of snow-white candy on it, selling candy. The master was using a small hammer and a small iron rod to crack the candy cubes. There were five or six seven or eight-year-old children standing around, two of whom had already eaten. The elongated candy strands dazzled the eyes of the children, including Yuan Yuan. bamboo.

Yuan Zhuan smiled, long time no see sugar!

The two siblings bought it for five yuan, which was quite big. They wanted to give Zhao Ma a taste, so they bought a little more.

"Are you new here?" After buying the candy, Liu Da chewed the candy and turned around to see two unfamiliar faces. He looked surprised and bared his teeth and asked.

Asked him why he was showing his teeth, it was too sticky~

Liu Da met Liu Da when the two siblings bought candy. They lived nearby. The little fat man was very talkative. In his words, there was no one in the ten streets of Shui'an that Liu Da didn't know.

Yuan Zhuan had a good impression of the smiling fat boy. This kid was a chatterbox, and he and Yuan Zhu had something to talk about. It was good to have a little friend.

In this way, little Liuda started walking with his two siblings.

"Well, we are newly moved and want to rent a house nearby. If we really don't have a house, we can rent a house with two bedrooms and one living room." Yuan Zhuan said truthfully. Although the little guy is small, he should be able to understand.

"Rent a house? My family has one~"

Just like that, Yuan Zhuan and his brother followed little Liu Da and stood in his yard.

Li Damei heard her son's voice and saw two strange children when she came out, "Hey, Da Zi, you have a new partner? Newly moved in?"

It turns out that with her mother's personality, she could tell at a glance that they were not from the neighborhood.

"Auntie hello~"

"Auntie hello~"

"Hey, eh, ok, ok, you're so good, come on, come to auntie's house to eat some sweets." Mother Liu greeted her warmly into the house, with a smile on her face as round as a silver plate, as easy-going as if she hadn't seen you for a long time. neighbor.

"Mom, Yuan Zhuan said she wants to rent our yard."

Yuan Zhuan: When did I say that?

"Rent a yard? That's okay. Your name is Yuan Zhuan? What's your brother's name?" Liu's mother stopped and was surprised for a few seconds.

"Yuan Zhu, nicknamed Piggy." Pigs are easy to feed, my mother said.

"Okay, okay, Piggy, haha..." The mother-in-law smiled with her teeth exposed.

Yuan Zhu: ...I feel hurt inexplicably.

Yuan Zhuan and Yuan Zhu did what an eight-year-old should do, including eating and drinking, and then went home.

Early the next morning, mother and son stood at the door of Li Damei's courtyard with a few luggages.

Li Damei and his wife have two sons. The eldest son, Liu Le, is already in his first year of high school. This time he has to live in school for a month because of the training camp.

The courtyard is clean and tidy, covering an area of ​​one acre. The main gate is in the north, and there are three rooms in the southeast and west directions. The living room is in the middle, and the rooms are on the left and right. The couple and their eldest son Liu Le live in the east, and Liu Da lives in the south. There is a kitchen and a study room inside. The Yuan family moved in and it happened to be full. The two rooms on the west side were occupied by one at Yuan Zhuan's strong request.

Yuan Zhu didn't think there was any problem sleeping with her mother at all.

The only paper-making shop on Third Street, Fu Bo sorted out the newly arrived cinnabar and yellow paper, and began to move the expired cinnabar into wooden boxes, which were to be thrown into the warehouse. "Master, we are not a drug store here. , What are you doing with so much cinnabar? Besides, other people’s cinnabar doesn’t expire, why do we need to replace ours once a year?” The assistant in the shop muttered, but the movements in his hands were skillful and fast, and he only bought 20 cinnabar every year. The value of a pound of cinnabar is comparable to the total cost of all the other goods in the store. The key is that the total sold every year is less than a pound. Although the other goods in the store sell well, they cannot be like this. What a waste. The most terrible thing is that if he purchases less than one tael, his master will scold him. When he asked, the master would just keep a sullen face and say nothing.

"Do your own thing." The old man's voice behind the counter was calm.

Fu Bo curled his lips and lowered his eyelids unhappily, saying this again, hum, I don't know what to insist on, it's weird.

He was an orphan who was unwanted by his parents. He wandered here when he was more than six years old. He didn't even have a name. After being taken in by his master, he got a name, Fu Bo. The master's name was Fu Quan. The master raised him. Now he is married and has children. The master Just like his father, he gave him everything he could, but he was not allowed to call him daddy. If he asked, he would just say 'no'.

Fifteen years later, there are already two large tanks of cinnabar in the backyard, both of which are abandoned. The master does not throw them away, but he does not sell them either, he just stores them there.

"Uncle, I want to buy some cinnabar and yellow paper." A childish voice came from the door.

Fu Bo turned around and saw a little girl with yellow hair walking in with a smile.

"How much?" Fu Bo didn't think about it. It would be good to buy cinnabar. As for the use, he didn't bother to ask.

"Three taels. Three knives on yellow paper."

The keyboard clicked, fingers flew, and the price was quickly given, "One hundred and thirty-five yuan and eight cents."

Yuan Zhuan:......

She knew that cinnabar was expensive, but it was too outrageous. For more than a hundred dollars, their family could eat it for a month and a half.

"I have some that have been eliminated here. The price can be cut in half. Do you want to take a look?" Fu Bo found that the master was not at the front door at this time. If you have any problems then, come and trouble us.”

Yuan Zhuan's eyes fell on the cinnabar in the wooden box. The quality was of course different from that in the jar, but it was enough for her.

"It turned out to be handled. Then give it all to me. I'll give you a hundred in total. How about it?" It looked like a difference of more than ten kilograms, which was enough for her to use for a year. The price was thirty percent less than Fu Bo's quote. It turned out to be a treatment, so it had to be at the price of the treatment.

"Deal." Fu Bo didn't hesitate at all. He was certainly satisfied that waste could be exchanged for money and the capital was preserved.

Yuan Zhuan added three more knives of yellow paper, as well as some brushes and incense candles. When they were added together, Fu Bo asked for a round number, one hundred and fifty.

Yuan Zhuan carried it away with satisfaction. It weighed more than twenty kilograms and was packed in a small homemade schoolbag.

As soon as Yuan Zhuan disappeared at the intersection, Chen Cheng came out of the backyard, holding some incense candles in his hand. He was about to walk to the inside of the counter when his eyes accidentally glanced at the empty box and he paused, "Where's the cinnabar?"

"A little girl just came and bought everything. She also bought some...a total of one hundred and fifty." Fu Bo sold so much cinnabar for the first time, and he got it from shopping. His big teeth were exposed happily. This year's Cinnabar did not lose any money, although the total income was less than one hundred.

"You didn't say it was from Taobao?" The word "Sichuan" between Fu Quan's eyebrows deepened by an inch.

"I told you, she wants it all."

Hearing this, the old man said nothing more, looked at the bustling crowd outside the door, and turned back to the backyard.