Ning Shu was speechless. Even if the note was taken upside down, it shouldn't be 59, but 65.
"Oh." Fat Maitreya turned the note, "It looks like 59."
Ning Shu:...
Cheongsam man:...
Damn it!
Some people want to be greedy for their military merits.
He looks kind, so black-hearted.
"So what, we are going to the battlefield to kill the enemy to exchange weapons, you even deduct this?" Ning Shu said directly.
The old fat man squinted, "When I get older, my eyes won't look so good."
Then why don't you watch more, look less, why don't you watch too much.
The cheongsam man said: "We are the incarnation of the law. Now we need weapons, otherwise we will not be able to hold it."
"Why did the uncle put such a weak person on the battlefield? Isn't this a nonsense?" The fat old man shook his head and said.
Ning Shu:...
Zu Li:...
Even if you think so in your heart, please don't say it in person.
Ning Shu put his hands on the table, smiled gloomily at the fat old man, and said, "It's because I'm too weak, and I need a weapon now, or I'll be breached sooner or later."
"You girl, how can you be like this." The old man touched his whitish beard, "You are so weak and threaten others with your own weakness, why are you so cheeky."
Ning Shu's inner nuclear bomb exploded, you are cheeky. You have never seen such a shameless person.
It's just to exchange weapons, what are you going to do
Ning Shu reversed the direction of the note on the table and said, "I see it clearly, it's 95."
The corpses of the silver-haired rat piled up into a mountain, but they were exchanged for such a bit of military merit to exchange things, but they were faced with the situation of being exploited.
Ning Shu:...
At first I felt that these people all had Grande robbed of their homes, and each of them had become so stubborn. Ning Shu felt that he was poor and they were quite stubborn, but he didn't expect that there would be more stubborn people.
The silver-haired man, the Xiangfeng man, now I have met a fat old man, is it true that the war supplies are so nervous, can he open his eyes and talk nonsense, or bully them that they are not the army, so this is a deadly virtue.
"Oh, see clearly, go pick weapons." The old man turned the paper another direction, "Pick 59 weapons."
Ning Shu:...
The cheongsam man tightened his eyebrows, the difference is too big, if it is 90, a little button in the middle is acceptable, but this is too much, desperately, bring back such a little weapon, even between the teeth It's not enough.
"Old man, you are so unkind, unkind, and unlovable," said the cheongsam man.
Although I don't know the identity of this old man, he lives in the rivers and lakes, and neither the old nor the children can be bullied. Who knows if the old man is a sweeping monk, martial arts leverage, and as for the child, maybe the child is the offspring of that peerless master.
Moreover, in the quarters department, almost grasped the lifeline, marching and fighting, food and grass first, these weapons are the basis for survival on the battlefield.
So if the cheongsam man can offend him, he can't be offended, he said calmly.
The fat old man glanced at the cheongsam man, "Then you want as much as you want, there is no more, anyway, there is not much stock, everyone should save some use, originally 95, but now can only be exchanged for 59, you can decide whether to exchange it or not. ."
Ning Shu rubbed his eyebrows, really wanting to beat the dead old man.
The cheongsam man was still working hard and said to the fat old man: "Well, we thousands of people, not everyone can get weapons, those people are still waiting for us to get weapons, so 59 is really too few."
"Elder Fu, why are you here?" A girl in a white shirt appeared. Seeing Ning Shu and the man in cheongsam, she glanced at the note on the table and said, "Is it the weapon to exchange?"
"Go in and redeem."
"95 weapons." The girl said coldly, tore off the note and threw it into the trash can.
Ning Shu and the cheongsam man got stuck in their throats. What happened to Nima
The fat old man slowly got up from his chair and said to the girl, "We are in short supply recently. Don't let others take as many as they need. Everyone will vomit blood when they are tired."
The girl looked at the fat old man, "Then how much do you want?"
"Don't give it on the spot, you know?" said the fat old man, "I just came over to tell you that the follow-up weapon supply may not be able to keep up."
The cold girl just sighed and looked at the fat old man, "Are you stupid, now we can earn three times the price of a weapon, why is it reduced?"
The flesh on the fat old man's face trembled, "This is not a matter of making money, but that the supply at the rear can't keep up, and it's going to be cut off."
The girl still said coldly: "Are you stupid, if the rear supplies can't keep up, the price will be higher."
The fat old man's face showed an expression of indescribability, "There are no supplies. Whatever you make money, no matter how high the price is, there will be no goods."
"What's the matter, do it hard. In the next three thousand years, I will rely on this time to make money. If I don't achieve it, I will rely on the usual small business?" The girl frowned and said, "You are here to tell me that the goods are not enough?"
"I mean, when you come to redeem, try not to actually exchange so much. Even if you take 59, but the book is 95, you know?"
In fact, the price of 36 weapons was earned in vain, and it was still three times the price.
Ning Shu and the cheongsam man standing nearby:...
Even if you want to discuss how to fill your own pockets, please discuss it in private.
They just want to take the weapon and roll.
The girl touched her chin and said thoughtfully: "It seems to make sense."
"Right." The fat old man chuckled, the girl with a cold face, and said: "You are here to take down my stage."
"Elder Fu, you are usually too lazy and don’t use weapons. Then you run to talk about these things. Are you trying to let the bastard kill me? Are you too brainy... Attention?" The girl looked at him with mentally retarded eyes.
Zabi can do such a thing more often, and the army has to exchange weapons. If the number is less, Zabi won't say it, and won't report it to his superiors.
The fat old man was ridiculed by the cold girl with fat on his face trembling, "You dead girl, can you give me some face in front of outsiders?"
The girl looked at Ning Shu and the cheongsam man. Ning Shu lowered her head and studied the sleeves of the Chinese cheongsam man. The embroidery is so delicate.
The cheongsam man plucked Ning Shu's hair and said to Ning Shu like a chimpanzee plucking lice to his companion, "You have gray hair."
Ning Shu:...
Mom's mentally retarded!
"Aren't you going to exchange weapons?" The girl frowned, and the person who could be close to her froze into ice.
Ning Shu quickly went to the camp to select weapons, for fear that 95 had become 59.
(End of this chapter)