There is nothing wrong with almost every school having a canteen or supermarket.

Lu Qiu struggled to stand up, only to see a window on the left in front of him.Under normal circumstances, after class, students will flock to the window to buy things.Lu Qiu walked there, stood at the window and looked out.

I don't know when the outside returned to normal, and the terrible atmosphere dissipated, and the blood color of the sky disappeared, replaced by orange clouds in the evening, peaceful and beautiful.

But the child's voice didn't stop completely, it appeared again, this time, only a short sentence:

"Suggested pricing: 12 yuan per pack.

Note that this currency is not RMB. "

After Lu Qiu, who was still in shock, heard this sentence, his heart moved.

The non-renminbi that the person said should mean that this currency is the kind of currency used to buy advertisements.

He bought five packs of crispy rice for ten yuan, and a pack for two yuan.At that time, he still cared about money, and felt that a bag of crispy rice the size of a palm was selling for two yuan, which was a rip-off.

And he never expected that this Tong Sheng liked to butcher customers more, and he could raise the price by six times.Well, who would buy this kind of thing?

......and many more.

Lu Qiu's eyes fell on the shelves beside him.

He touched his pocket and found that there was still a pack of crispy rice in it.A strange idea appeared in Lu Qiu's heart, and then it became stronger and stronger.

What will happen if you put rice crust here?

This campus is really too weird, Lu Qiu doesn't believe it's just an ordinary abandoned supermarket.

Why don't you try it out.

Finally, Lu Qiu took out the package of crispy rice, and carefully placed it on the third shelf. He moved very quickly, for fear that a pale ghost hand would reach out from behind the shelf and grab him if he slowed down.

But fortunately, there is no such situation, there is only an outrageous situation that makes Lu Qiu's eyes widen.

The row of shelves was as clean as new in an instant, and a price tag like that commonly seen in supermarkets appeared under the rice crust, with a red price on it: 12 yuan.

This time, the child's voice sounded again, but it became somewhat mechanical and cold, like a customer service:

"The first purchase was successful.

Please write down the name of the purchaser. After confirmation, the supermarket will officially open from now on. "

Lu Qiu turned his face away and saw a piece of paper and a pen on the table against the wall.They lay there quietly, waiting for Lu Qiu to sign.

Lu Qiu picked up the paper and looked at it, only to see that it said the purchaser (supermarket owner) followed by a colon, obviously waiting for his signature.

What happens after signing?It looks like he will become a supermarket owner.As for the guests, Lu Qiu heard from the previous introduction that there should be a haunted house owner who needs this kind of crispy rice very much and can sell it.

Lu Qiu hesitated, after all, this matter was very strange, but when he changed his angle and remembered the profit that the bag of rice crust could bring, he was tempted.

He needs money, very much.

So, why not be a happy supermarket owner?

Slowly, Lu Qiu grasped the pen, and the tip of the pen touched the paper lightly.

But before writing, Lu Qiu paused for a moment, keeping an eye out.

He has watched horror movies, and he knows that writing his real name casually is afraid that he will attract curses or unnecessary troubles, and he might die.

So Lu Qiu changed his pen and wrote on the paper:

"Ajiu."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like