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Chapter 8 Trading again
Shen You paused and put down the roast duck in her hand. She couldn't eat it when being stared at like that.

Xie Guanrong looked at the glowing light tube on the ceiling with fear.

What is this place? The underworld?
But the underworld described in the books is dark and terrifying, but this place is as bright as day.

There was also a piece of glossy golden roast duck on the table. Just by smelling it, his body, which was almost exhausted from hunger, seemed to have regained some strength.

Seeing the other person's look, Shen You was worried that something might happen in the store.

She picked up the plastic lid, put the freshly rolled roast duck on it, and pushed it across the table.

"I, I don't have any money." Xie Guanrong said uneasily.

He stared at the burrito on the table without blinking.

"No charge." Shen You reached out and took the disposable cup, poured a glass of water from the water dispenser, and placed it next to the plastic lid.

Hearing this, Xie Guanrong's expression instantly brightened, "Really? Can I eat it?"

Shen You nodded.

Xie Guanrong stretched out his thin arm, but stopped hesitantly when he was about to touch the food.

There is no free lunch in the world, and he doesn't believe in such a good thing.

There were refugees fleeing everywhere outside the city. Even a piece of bread and clean water were precious supplies. How could there be such delicious roast duck?

But in his current state, what else can anyone plot against him except for his worthless life?
Xie Guanrong hesitated for a while between the two options of starving to death or taking a risk, and chose the latter.

He picked up the steaming burrito, smelling the aroma of the food, and his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

It was real food! It wasn't just an illusion caused by hunger.

Take a bite and the crispy skin, tender duck meat, refreshing cucumber and sauce will instantly capture your taste buds.

He had never eaten anything so delicious before. Could it be that he really met an immortal?

Xie Guanrong looked at Shen You awkwardly. He was reluctant to finish the meal but was also worried about making the immortal unhappy.

Shen You took a box of roast duck and put it over. There were two boxes of takeout, and she couldn’t finish them all by herself, so she just considered it as a good deed.

At this age in modern times, students are still sitting in the classroom writing test papers.

"Give me these too?" Xie Guanrong said flatteredly, "What can I do for you? I'm strong and can do any work. I've also been educated."

Shen You looked at his body that would fall over if the wind blew, and thought for a moment, "Then why don't you write a few words for my shop? It just so happens that the wall is short of decorations."

She took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the express box under the counter.

The express deliveries arrived during the day and have not been sorted yet. I bought these so that they can be used when customers need them.

"Eat something first. Only when you are full can you write well."

Xie Guanrong nodded gratefully to Shen You and ate the roast duck slices with great care.

Shen You asked a few questions and confirmed that the young man came in from a pavilion near the official road outside the city.

She was not surprised by this, as the store entrance did not have to be fixed in that alley.

Shen You did not close the random port because he also wanted to see what this function did.

Well, it’s like the moving NPC merchants in the game, quite interesting.

Xie Guanrong's calligraphy has been completed and it is indeed very good.

Thinking that he was on the run from famine and that a box of roast duck might not be enough, Shen You took out the rice cakes that she had not eaten in the morning from the refrigerator, heated them in the microwave, and put them together with a bag of lotus leaf cakes in a plastic bag.

"This is for you too."

Xie Guanrong held the rice cake and lotus leaf cake in a plastic bag, and was so grateful that he could not express it in words. "Thank you, shopkeeper."

He never thought that he could eat something so soft, sweet and delicious.

Xie Guanrong savored the sweetness of the cakes carefully, fearing that he would waste any of them, so he carefully put the remaining food in his arms.
"Can I keep some to take back to my family?" "Sure, but don't keep it for too long, or it will go bad."

Before he left the store, Shen You reminded him again, "It's best not to tell anyone about your coming here."

The group of people who cut down the door a few days ago looked like government officials. Ordinary people should not get into this trouble.

"Thank you for your advice, Immortal. I will remember it and will never forget your kindness today."

As he said this, he was about to kneel down and kowtow to Shen You.

"No, no, no," Shen You hurried to stop him, "No need, I took your calligraphy and it's an equal transaction."

In her family, apart from going to the temple to worship the gods, people usually kneel down and kowtow only when someone dies to express condolences.

This is so unlucky for her.

Xie Guanrong did not dare to disobey the immortal, so he gave up kneeling.

After he left the shop, he looked back and saw the moonlight shining through the gaps in the tiles on the roof of the pavilion and falling on the stone steps.

Not far away, there was only an earthen stove made of yellow mud in the teahouse, and there was no trace of the glowing wooden door at all.

Xie Guanrong opened his mouth in surprise, hid the plastic lunch box and the remaining half of the rice cake in his arms, and quickly walked away in the opposite direction.

They were fleeing from famine, and without a pass, they could not enter the city, so they could only spend the night in a dilapidated temple outside. Sometimes, if they were unlucky, there was not even an dilapidated temple.

Ordinary people can only walk on both sides of the official road, and they cannot sleep directly on the official road. In that case, they can only sleep in the wilderness close to the road.

For safety reasons, people flee famine in large numbers. If there are no young and strong men in a family, they will be bullied and robbery may occur.

He had to hide his things and get back to where his family was resting!

The thin figure looked around vigilantly, confirmed that there was no one around, and immediately ran to the younger child who was also dressed in tattered clothes.

"Brother, where have you been?"

Xie Guanrong put his hand over his mouth and motioned him to keep his voice down. "I found something to eat. Come with me."

The two children tiptoed to a hidden tree, and Xie Guanrong took out the things in his arms.

The rice cake was slightly deformed when hidden in her arms, but the roast duck in the box remained unchanged.

Xie Hua opened the steaming lid to reveal the golden and greasy duck meat inside, and couldn't help swallowing.

"I just met a fairy. This is what she gave me. Eat it quickly." Xie Guanrong said, "Don't tell anyone."

"Yeah! Brother, you eat too."

Xie Hua couldn't wait to grab a piece of roast duck and stuff it into his mouth. The food given by the immortal was different. It was so delicious that he couldn't believe it was real.

"I've already eaten, you eat more." Xie Guanrong pushed the roast duck over and picked up a lotus leaf biscuit to eat.

They were also afraid that the smell would attract other people, so they finished their food as quickly as possible, and all the oil in the box was used to dip the bread.

Oil is a very precious commodity when fleeing famine and cannot be wasted at all.

Shen You looked at the prompt on the counter system indicating successful transaction and business value +2, and fell into deep thought.

It has been observed that the business value is related to the transaction content and the value of the items.

That kid’s handwriting is so valuable?

For things like calligraphy and paintings, whether they are good or not is one thing, but who created them is what matters.

Famous people can sell their works for a high price just by adding a few strokes of the pen and a stamp, but ordinary people's works may not be bought even for 50 yuan.

Shen You thought about it and clicked on the transaction record, but there was no record of the other party having any special identity.

(End of this chapter)