I am a star master

Feng Zhe was in a good mood after getting a mecha for training, he walked two steps and saw that Blau didn't keep up, and then turned back and called him: "Let's go, treat you to dinner."

"How come you can walk so fast every time, you just praised [killing you with money] a sand sculpture, why didn't you praise me as a sand sculpture."

Feng Zhe put his hands in his pockets and blew a hooligan whistle: "You are a sand sculpture, you are the stupidest sand sculpture."

The food street is on another street in the Anyi District, and it takes 10 minutes to walk. Today, Blau took a speeding car generously and arrived in less than 1 minute. However, I was a little reluctant to hear that it was 50 interstellar coins when paying.

"Just this time, I won't take the speeding car anymore, let's walk here! 50 interstellar coins are enough for one-third of the delicious food."

"Okay, let's go, I'm treating you today."

The price of the food in the food street is medium, not very expensive but not cheap, the price is between 50-150, because to prevent waste, in reality, making a copy can be infinitely scanned into the optical brain, but the further you scan, the more taste you will get. It will get worse and worse.

It is estimated that there are hundreds of stalls in a street, and the business of each shop is quite good. There is a long queue in front of each stall. Blau leads Feng Zhe to the one with the longest queue. Feng Zhe looks up Looking ahead, there are four big characters written on the curtain above the stall: Da Da Food.

The original owner came to the food street to eat da da food once, and he has never forgotten it since then. Feng Zhe thought of the scene where the original owner swallowed his saliva every time he passed by this stall, and he was full of anticipation for this da da food.

The virtual food doesn’t need to be freshly made, the queue is moving fast, when it’s time for Blau and Feng Zhe, Blau generously asked for 6 tadas, two for each of the three flavors of sour, sweet and salty, Feng Zhe paid 900 interstellar coins, which is 150 interstellar coins for a palm-sized pie-shaped thing.

Blau couldn't wait to take one and put it into his mouth, with a satisfied expression on his face, Feng Zhe chose a salty one, opened his mouth wide and took a bite, then his expression froze, what the fuck is this, it feels like eating a mouthful Like sand, it disperses as soon as it reaches the mouth without chewing, and after a few seconds, a kind of sweetness comes out.

Feng Zhe swallowed the da da in his mouth, and when it passed through his throat, it was as tender as tofu, and it slid into his stomach to be warm. On the whole, except for the taste of sand at the beginning, the aftertaste was still good.

People who have gone through the last days can't accept their own waste of food, Feng Zhe ate the other half, and has no interest in trying the other two flavors at all.

Feng Zhe looked at the corner of Blau's eyes twitching, and handed him the other two da-das in his hand: "Here you are."

Blau was so touched that he even called out his brother. He was not polite at all. He just took two mouthfuls and ate them one by one.

Feng Zhe took Blau to choose a few stalls with a lot of people, and tasted them all. The taste is a bit monotonous, sweet is sweet, salty is salty, and sour is sour. I have to say, Da Da is indeed the best among these delicacies.

"Do you know how to set up a stall in the food street?" Feng Zhe thinks that he can sell some grilled chicken and fish and so on! Although Feng Zhe himself doesn't know how to cook, he feels that even a little Fry it, it shouldn't be worse than these.

"Ah? I know!"

That's right, you know a lot at such a young age, Feng Zhe: "Come on, tell me."

Blau didn't know why Feng Zhe asked this question, but he still told what he knew: "I'm going to rent a booth, and the monthly cost is 80 interstellar coins. After renting a booth, I have to take the new food I plan to serve to the food management Register the ownership with the office, and then you can open the business, which is very simple.”

80W a month?Feng Zhe was shocked: "Is it 80W interstellar currency in the center for a month?"

Blau: "They have a uniform price regardless of whether they are in the center or in the corner, and they have to pay at least three months' booth fees at a time."

The booth fee for 3 months is 240W interstellar coins. . . .

Standing in the food street, Feng Zhe was pulled in the heart by two villains, one with 240W on his head, and the other with customers lined up behind him, and finally 240W failed miserably.

"Go, go rent a booth." Feng Zhe looked at the position of Blau's finger with his black and indifferent eyes, and walked forward with his head held high.

"What? What?" Blau felt that he must be hallucinating, otherwise how could he have heard Feng Zhe say to rent a booth.

Blau didn't come back to his senses until the two walked into the management center of the food street. He pulled Feng Zhe's sleeve in the quiet hall and whispered to persuade him: "Why don't you think about it again? That's 240W, 240W. There is not so much money, and the position is randomly assigned, so it may not be able to make money."

Feng Zhe found the booth rental window and walked over: "Hello, I want to rent a stall in the food street."

The person who handled the booth rental looked up and saw that Feng Zhe was a minor and frowned, and threw him a must-know leaflet for booth rental.

Feng Zhe read the must-know list, it was very simple, mainly talking about the price and rent.

Feng Zhe put the must-know list back on the table: "After reading it, I want to rent a stall in the food street."

"Look clearly, are you a minor who can't read or write? If you can't read, go home and go to school." The person who handled the booth rental threw the fruit in his hand on the table, very impatient, and his tone was strong and full of contempt.

Feng Zhe looked at him with cold eyes, and repeated what he said just now: "I said, I want to rent a stall in the food street."

The person who rented the booth panicked under Feng Zhe's eyes, his half-lying body immediately tensed up, his hands were a little messy on the table: "You, hello sir, please open the personal information of Guangnao. Scan it while scanning, and then you need to pay 240W interstellar currency, and the random booth number will be sent to you later, please pay attention to check."

Seeing that Feng Zhe was still looking at him with murderous eyes, Wu Wei's heart trembled again: "Or, or I'll choose a good position for you, you, do you think it's okay?"

Seeing that Feng Zhe finally opened his personal information, Wu Wei heaved a sigh of relief, hurriedly handled the leasing process for Feng Zhe, and sent Feng Zhe the good position that he wanted to earn extra money.

Wu Wei didn't dare to breathe heavily until Feng Zhe was sent away, and patted his chest to build himself up mentally: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he is just a minor. Although his eyes are a little scary and his aura is a little scary, but he is really scared." He is definitely not as good as you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Feng Zhe walked out of the food street management center to the booth that was assigned to him just now, and Blau followed far behind.

Feng Zhe slowed down, and waited for the distance between the two to shorten before turning around and asking him calmly: "What's wrong? Afraid of me?"

Blau lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, and kept rubbing his toes on the ground: "A little bit, I feel like you were going to kill someone just now."

"Ah."

Feng Zhe didn't explain anything, and didn't say much, he went straight to where he wanted to go, whether he was sad or not.

Blau looked at Feng Zhe's resolute back, raised his foot to chase but gave up, as if Feng Zhe was suitable for such a person to walk, Blau clicked exit on the optical brain, and disappeared in place.

Feng Zhe found his food stall No. 96. The location is really good. Although it is not in the middle of the street, it is not far from the middle. The stall is about three meters away. Feng Zhe walked in to operate the stall binding.

"Have you rented this stall?"

The booth next to it was a middle-aged woman with short yellow hair and a round face, a little fat.The stall has been vacant for three months, and finally someone rented it.

Everyone's food is unique, and there will be no competition for business, so Aita is very happy to see Feng Zhe, and there will be someone to chat with in the future.

Now Aita, who is not in business, came out and asked Feng Zhe with a gossip face: "How much did you spend to take down this booth?"

Just as Feng Zhe was about to enter the name of the stall, he saw Aita walking in familiarly, and was a little puzzled by her words: "80W interstellar coins a month, isn't the whole food street the same?"

"I'm not telling you this, how much interstellar currency did you give Wu Wei to get this position? Wu Wei is the one who handles the lease."

All right!Corruption still exists even in Interstellar. . .

"If I didn't give it, I paid three months' stall fee."

Aita was a little dissatisfied, how could he not give it, this position was robbed for three months, the one at the end of the street promised Wu Wei to give him an extra 5 interstellar coins every month, Wu Wei didn't let go.

Aita is really curious: "You tell me how much it is, and I will also tell you how much I gave. I have to give him 4 interstellar coins every month. At the beginning, I only gave 2, and then he kept letting him add it. Now You have to give 4W every month, how about you? You give at least 5W or more?"

Feng Zhe stopped what he was doing and frowned and asked Aita: "Every house on this street will give it?"

"Yes, the better the location, the more you can give. If you don't want to give it, you can go to the end of the street."

"Is there no one in charge? There is no leader?"

"They are all in the same group, and Wu Wei will share the money with the higher-ups." After Iger finished speaking, he urged Feng Zhe to answer his question: "You haven't said it yet, are you above 5W?"

Feng Zhe hummed, and Aita went back to her booth with a balanced mind. She just said, how could someone not give Wu Wei interstellar coins.

Feng Zhe named his stall: Blue Star Gourmet, and wrote on the light curtain in red letters that it will open in three days.

Feng Zhe walked up to Aita's booth and wanted to ask her where there was a seasoning seller, but he stopped and found a problem, what should a 13-year-old call a person her age?Aunt?Miss?It seems that women don't like these titles very much.

Aita was cleaning the table, when she looked up, she saw Feng Zhe standing in front of her distractedly: "What's the matter?"

"Well, sister, do you know where there is a place that sells seasonings?"

Aita put the things in her hand on the table, and smiled: "Hey, my son is older than you, and you still call me sister, is it because I look younger? Haha, I am so happy, you want Don’t eat green meat? My sister asks you to eat it or not to charge you.”

Feng Zhe let himself smile, but he was a little stiff: "Yes, sister, you look very young. If you didn't say that you have a son, I thought you were a single girl."

Aita was very happy, and deftly wrapped Feng Zhe with a large piece of green meat, and added all the flavors she had on it.

If Feng Zhe remembers correctly, the white ones should be called salty fruits, the blue ones should be called sour fruits, and the red ones should be called sweet fruits, so... Aita is this a mix of dark dishes? .....