monster shelter

There is no news from Ao Fei yet, but Yuan Mo soon received feedback from Yaoshi, saying that a product in the store sold out of stock in just a few days because the sales were too hot.

Today, the operation of the demon market has slowly started to get on the right track. After a trial camp, many demon dealers saw the potential of the demon market, and soon took the initiative to come to the door and negotiated a long-term lease of shops and stalls.

The vacant shops in the demon market were rented out one after another, and the daily flow of people gradually stabilized. There were even monsters from other places who came to visit the demon market upon hearing the news, and the scene became more and more lively.

Under such circumstances, the business of several stores under their Shanhai Company is also good, and after a few days of word-of-mouth fermentation, their store has slowly released a hot product, which is nothing else. It was the ginseng whiskers of the ginseng essence that Yuan Mo had received.

As I said before, the ginseng essence locked up in the shelter is a thousand-year-old ginseng essence. Even if it is just the root, its medicinal properties are far beyond that of ordinary wild ginseng.

In the past, when the monster market was not opened, there was no information, and with the addition of plant-type monsters like ginseng, which usually avoided the world, there were not many monsters who knew him among the monster clan, but they knew that his body was a thousand-year-old ginseng. Even less.

So even after so many years, although the human race spirit still gave some of his own ginseng roots to his friends, he has more leftovers in his hands.

But it's different now, with the existence of the demon market, the news flow is very fast.

These monster races are different from ordinary human races, they all know what to buy, and when they heard that the roots of thousand-year-old ginseng essence were sold in Shanhai shops, they all flocked to buy them.

Moreover, since Cheng Bowen returned with a bunch of monster items for experiments, the National Research Institute quickly detected the powerful medicinal properties of those ginseng roots. Many officials who felt that they needed maintenance also sent their men after hearing the news Entering the demon market in disguise, snapped up ginseng whiskers, and soon sold out all the roots of ginseng essence accumulated over the years.

But even so, there are still many monster races and human races who got the news late, wanting to buy ginseng whiskers.

The employee in charge of guarding the store was out of stock, but felt that it was a pity that these customers were let go for nothing, so he approached Yuan Mo and asked him to give him an idea.

Yuan Mo also felt that it was a pity that in the past three days, the combined business of their four shops could not keep up with one-fifth of the income from selling ginseng.

Yuan Mo couldn't bear to watch the white money slip away like this, he frowned and pondered for a long time before finally coming up with a somewhat damaging but feasible plan.

Yuan Mo had someone call Ginseng Essence over, and then told him about his plan.

As a result, when Ginseng Jing heard Yuan Mo's words, he didn't know if it was because he was too shocked, his eyes were wide open, and his white beard on his chin was about to explode: "You little boy! You let the old man go Selling... selling your own bath water? How unreasonable! What is the difference between you and a profiteer of the human race?"

"Look at what you've always said, so how can it be called bath water?" Yuan Mo said disapprovingly, "Humans and monsters use water to cleanse their bodies and wash away their filth, that's called bathing. But what are you? Naturally raised ginseng essence Ah! You are precious from head to toe, so where is the filth? Water soaked in ginseng, can that be called bath water? It is obviously ginseng soup."

Ginseng essence: "..."

Ginseng Jing's old face was flushed, and he felt that what Yuan Mo said was actually quite reasonable, but he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, so he couldn't help blowing his beard and staring and said: "But this is also... This is too absurd, if it gets out, then my old face will be lost!"

"Then, do you want face all the time? Or do you want money?" Yuan Mo spread out the store's sales account books for the past three days in front of Ginseng Jing, "In three days, we have made so much money. This number is assigned to you..." He said and made a gesture.

Ginseng essence was holding the account book, looking at the numbers on it, her breathing became heavy.

After hesitating for a long time with a struggling expression on his face, he was finally defeated by the power of money and agreed to sell his bath... No, ginseng soup.

But in the end, he still felt embarrassed, and he repeatedly emphasized to Yuan Mo: "But you have to tell those customers, these bathers...the reason for these ginseng soups must be explained clearly, let them choose whether to buy it, they can't be deceived consumer."

Yuan Mo took back the store's account books from him and said, "Don't worry, we're doing long-term business, not a one-time deal. I won't deliberately deceive customers."

He thought for a while, and then said: "If you really feel sorry for yourself, you can soak for a few more hours every day when you take a bath, so that the medicinal power of the ginseng soup will be stronger... By the way, you remember when you take a bath You must become the original form of ginseng, otherwise you will feel a little bit like taking a bath in the image of an old man..."

Ginseng essence: "..."

******

After solving the shortage of hot items in the store, Yuan Mo refocused his attention on Ao Fei.

This guy doesn't know where he went, and he hasn't come back for three days, so where does he live at night?I haven't heard that he has any friends... Could it be that he ran back to the sea?

Sitting in the office in a daze for a long time, Yuan Mo walked back to his dormitory listlessly after get off work.

The sky outside the window quickly darkened, and Tian Xiaolu had already returned home from get off work.

In the current shelter, except for the underground area where there are still colleagues on duty, only Yuan Mo lives in the small dilapidated building on the second floor above the ground.

Opening the door, the first thing Yuan Mo did was to feed his Prime Minister Turtle.

This small green-skinned Brazilian turtle has completely become Yuan Mo's personal pet since Ao Fei refused to take it in. He didn't bother to name it anymore, so he just called it Prime Minister Turtle.

Although the ancestral home of this little tortoise is Brazil, no one can guarantee that under the influence of Ao Fei, the dragon clan, it will not become the first foreign tortoise prime minister in history.

This tortoise now lives in his own turtle box, and Yuan Mo keeps him on the window sill, crawling around in the box by himself.

Yuan Mo took the turtle food and walked to the window sill, and looked down at the little turtle in the box.

It’s just that he doesn’t know if it’s an illusion. He always feels that this tortoise, which was very lively in the past, has become a little stupid today, and if there is any trouble, it will shrink its neck and limbs into the shell, like Very frightened.

"What's going on? Are you sick?" Yuan Mo looked at the little turtle shrunk into a round shell at the bottom of the box, and frowned somewhat incomprehensibly.

He stretched out a tender white finger and tapped lightly on the bottom of the box. The tortoise moved slightly after hearing the movement, but it still huddled tightly, unwilling to show its head.

Yuan Mo was helpless, he looked into the box again, and saw that there was nothing wrong with the tortoise other than shrinking and not moving, and the turtle food that was fed to it when he went out in the morning had already been eaten.

After observing for a long time, I didn't see any other problems. Yuan Mo thinks it's better to forget it. Let's see the situation first. If the problem is still the same tomorrow, I will take it to the pet hospital to have a look.

At this moment, the window of the room is half open, and the cool night breeze blows into the room from the outside, which makes people feel refreshed.

Night Breeze took away the pent-up irritability in his heart, Yuan Mo felt relieved and couldn't help humming a song softly.

After he threw a few grains of turtle food into the turtle box, he closed the lid, and he finished feeding his pets.

Just as he put the turtle food back in the drawer, Yuan Mo suddenly heard a sound from the cabinet behind him, as if someone was careless and accidentally bumped into the cabinet door.

He was taken aback by the sudden movement, and quickly turned around and shouted, "Who?!"

However, there is nothing behind him except the wardrobe.

For safety reasons, Yuan Mo grabbed a fruit knife and walked to the closet, carefully checked the inside and outside of the closet, but found no one or anything that shouldn't be there.

Then, he checked the bottom of the bed in his room, the bathroom, and even the corridor outside the door, but he still saw nothing.

"Strange, is there a mouse in my room?"

Unable to find the target, Yuan Mo could only attribute the matter to the mouse.

Before going to bed, he sent Ao Fei another WeChat message as usual, but there was still no reply.

"Is this person still struggling?" Yuan Mo sighed, turned off his phone helplessly, then turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Before going to sleep, he was still thinking angrily, didn't he accidentally fall together?What's the big deal?Does Ao Fei want to do this?Playing missing is so childish!

Yuan Mo grinds his teeth, this dragon must have been single for too long, and his brain is out of order. You see, a good young man like Yuan Mo in modern society has never been like this...

After thinking about it, Yuan Mo gradually fell asleep.

Because of Ao Fei's incident these two days, he suffered from insomnia for two consecutive days, dark circles appeared under his eyes, and he was extremely sleepy all day long.

So this time he felt very heavy after falling asleep, and he didn't even know that there was a figure suddenly appearing in his room after he fell asleep...

……

Yuan Mo felt like he was dreaming, because only in a dream could he see the incredible scene in front of him.

In the dream he was sitting on a high jeweled throne, holding a scepter.

Under the stage was a group of ministers dressed in the European aristocratic costumes of the last century. These people were neatly arranged in the magnificent palace and saluted him respectfully.

At this moment, Yuan Mo is wearing the costume of the little prince, with a gorgeous crown on his head, a robe full of pearls, boots inlaid with gemstones, and even a handful of pure gold hanging around his waist. With a sword!

What the fuck?

Yuan Mo looked down at his clothes, almost blinded by the gold, silver and jewels all over his body.

Unbelievable!

He, an ordinary young man who grew up in a small eighteenth-tier city, can actually have such a dream!

It's really... so, so, so cool!

But before Yuan Mo experienced the feeling of spending money like water, the group of ministers standing under his throne suddenly knelt down and shouted to him in unison: "Your Highness! Our great King is dead!" Now, the empire can only rely on you!"

Yuan Mo: "???"

Yuan Mo raised his eyes blankly and looked around, but suddenly felt that the touch under his feet was soft. He looked down, and suddenly found that his feet were stepping on a dead body at some point!

Yuan Mo was startled, and quickly lifted his foot that was stepping on the corpse.

He took a closer look, and saw that the corpse was not only wearing a crown, but also a gorgeous king's robe, with two coquettish curly mustaches on his face... He was bleeding from seven holes, and he would not rest in peace!

Yuan Mo: "!!!"

I go!

The king died like this, and was stepped on by him... Wasn't it really poisoned to death by him?

What kind of plot is this?The story of the dark prince forcing the palace to revenge?

Yuan Mo was panicked, but saw the ministers under the throne as if they couldn't see the dead body of their own king, and said loudly: "Your Highness! Our country has gone bankrupt! Please marry to the country next door." Let's get married, only in this way can we continue to live a happy life of spending money like water!"

Yuan Mo: "..."

The author has something to say: Yuan Mo: I never expected that I would become a king!What's more, I didn't expect that I went bankrupt again...

Thank you "Mo Yan Qingyun" for a nutrient solution irrigated by the little angel~