Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Chapter 9: Climb the mountain and you will meet a tiger

Jiang Cheng locked the tricycle and followed the crowd to the door.

When I entered the store, as usual, the burly man at the door gave me a fierce look.

Jiang Cheng, like everyone else, quickly lowered his head and pretended nothing had happened.

After all, when you are weak, you must know how to judge the situation and not be like those Long Aotian who glared back and said, "What are you looking at?"

The space inside the store is not small, it is more than 100 square meters.

Like a small supermarket.

It is filled with half-person-high shelves, which are divided into small grids and filled with various kinds of food.

Rice, millet, flour, red beans, mung beans, corn, sesame, etc. are all available.

The price is marked below.

At the same time, there are store staff patrolling to prevent theft or trouble.

Jiang Cheng's eyes fell on the rice.

There wasn’t much rice left at home, so before I left, my grandma asked me to buy a dozen kilograms.

"Three dollars and a half a pound?"

Seeing the price below, Jiang Cheng's pupils dilated slightly.

It’s more than three times the price before I traveled through time.

And according to the original body's memory, before the Horned People came, the price of rice was even cheaper, costing less than fifty cents per pound.

It was an era of great material abundance.

It’s a pity that it’s already passed.

It is estimated that only the people on the planets that are still controlled by Yan Country still enjoy this kind of life. For the wanderers, just being alive is a kind of luck.

Jiang Cheng walked over, picked up a bag, and weighed about ten kilograms.

Then, he walked to the sweet potato.

The price of raw sweet potatoes is not cheap, and there are several varieties.

The lowest price is three yuan per catty.

The most expensive one is called Yanshu, which costs twelve yuan per pound.

Almost all the vendors selling roasted sweet potatoes on the street use the cheapest kind. It’s not that they are reluctant to buy the most expensive kind, but that people who buy roasted sweet potatoes are reluctant to buy such expensive ones.

Jiang Cheng took a big bag and started picking sweet potatoes.

His proficiency in roasting sweet potatoes has reached the mastery level, and he naturally has his own experience in selecting sweet potatoes of good quality.

Fresh, smooth skin, oval shape, and not too big.

Because roasted sweet potatoes are sold by the number, 6 yuan each. If they are too big, you will make less profit, but they can't be too small either, because no one is a fool.

So the weight of six or seven taels is just right.

During this time, a shop assistant passed by from time to time, glanced at Jiang Cheng, and then looked away.

After some selection, Jiang Cheng bought about 350 kilograms of raw sweet potatoes, plus kilograms of rice, totaling nearly yuan. Almost all the money he earned from roasting the sweet potatoes in the past two days was spent.

These more than 100 kilograms of sweet potatoes were sold out in about three days, and the shelf life of raw sweet potatoes is also about three days. If they are kept for too long, they will not taste good when baked.

At that time, I just came over to buy the next batch.

This is also the original body's journey of more than ten years.

A kind-hearted shop assistant helped Jiang Cheng move several bags of sweet potatoes into the car.

"Thank you."

Jiang Cheng looked at the man in front of him and thanked him.

The man shook his head, turned and walked into the store.

His expression looks cold, but his actions are indeed heartwarming.

Jiang Cheng opened the iron barrel, and inside was a place where the charcoal was lit. Since they were not being roasted, he could naturally put the sweet potatoes in.

Of course, space is limited.

There are two or three bags, which still have to be left outside.

To be on the safe side, he covered the sweet potatoes with the clothes he brought with him, even though this seemed like he was trying to cover up something.

But it's better than no cover.

"only……"

A memory of his original self emerged in Jiang Cheng's mind.

I hope I'll be lucky enough this time and not run into those guys.

Along the way, it did attract a lot of people's attention.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.

Halfway through the walk, two voices came from behind. "Stop, kid!"

"Stop! Do you hear me?"

Jiang Cheng subconsciously felt that the voice was directed at him.

So he quickened his pace.

As a result, two people behind him came running towards him quickly.

Jiang Cheng had no choice but to turn his head. The two figures behind him were already within two meters of him.

The leader was a head taller than Jiang Cheng, with a pair of triangular eyes that made people feel uncomfortable.

The other one was shorter, with a crew cut, and his eyes were like glue, stuck to the back of the tricycle.

"Boy, didn't you hear me calling you? Why are you running?"

The tall man looked gloomy.

Jiang Cheng's heart immediately started beating faster.

In the original body's memory, the slums were not very safe during the day, and there was a small chance of robbery.

It’s just that the frequency and intensity are much lighter than at night.

There were two or three groups of people nearby who would specifically ask for some money on the way back from buying raw sweet potatoes.

The original body often changed the route, or even walked a little further to buy sweet potatoes on another street, just in the hope of avoiding them, but if unlucky and encountered such a thing, there was nothing to do but give in.

He was unlucky as he encountered it the first time he came back from purchasing goods.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you just now. What can I do for you?"

Jiang Cheng pretended to be stupid.

"Pretend, continue pretending?"

The tall man sneered, "Do you think you can get away by pretending not to know me?"

The commotion here quickly attracted the attention of people around.

Many people looked over here and talked about it.

"That seems to be the son of the old Li family, right? What is he doing?"

"Are you trying to steal someone's things?"

"I've heard that this kid would go out at night and rob other people. I never believed it, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"Fortunately, Lao Li died early, otherwise he would have been so angry that he would have died if he had seen this scene."

Most people in the slums are simple people. When they see robbery, even if they dare not speak out to stop it, they hate this behavior in their hearts.

Because of the nervousness and the surge of adrenaline, Jiang Cheng felt like his whole body was shaking.

"What do you want to do?"

"What?"

The crew-haired man laughed strangely and said, "My brothers and I are a little short of money recently. We can't even afford to eat. We want to borrow some money from you, or give you a few dozen kilograms of sweet potatoes."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng became even angrier.

Dozens of kilograms of sweet potatoes?
Can the other party really say this?

What a pity. If his proficiency with the short stick had reached proficiency or mastery, he would have been able to hit the opponent directly with one stick and would not be in a panic even if he was fighting one against two.

Unfortunately, he has just gotten started.

Take a few deep breaths and suppress the anger in your heart.

Jiang Cheng slowly said:

"I'm sorry, I don't have any money. I had a high fever two days ago and went to the clinic. I owe a lot of money. These sweet potatoes are to be used to pay off my debts. But if you really have nothing to eat, I can give you a few pounds to fill your stomach."

He is really short of money right now.

Not only Mrs. Chen's side, but also the stall fees and protection fees paid to the Wild Wolf Gang have not been settled.

So every time his original body was caught, he would give a few dozen or a hundred yuan to avoid disaster, but he couldn't do that and didn't have the conditions to do so.

"What, how many pounds?"

The man with the crew cut suddenly raised his voice, with an expression that said, "I must have heard it wrong."

"Do you think we are beggars? Do you expect us to say thank you for a few pounds of sweet potatoes?"

After saying that, he reached into his trouser pocket, took out a switchblade, and stared at Jiang Cheng viciously.

He decided in his heart that he must blackmail this kid this time. This guy has become bolder after not seeing him for a few days and he doesn't even take them seriously.

When the people around saw this scene, many of them were scared away.

Some people would like to offer help, but they already live here with their whole family, young and old. What if they are retaliated against in the future?
Jiang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

He reached behind his clothes and pulled out an arm-length rolling pin, holding it in front of him, and said, "So, you are determined to steal my things?"

(End of this chapter)