At night, in the small rental house, Yu Sheng was preparing materials for setting up a stall tomorrow.
Due to his weak body, he did not dare to practice again until he was fully recovered.
At this moment, the crystal-like lucky cat in his arms shone a little—
"The host currently has 13,975 resources. It is recommended to consume the Small Huandan, which is worth 10,000."
"Xiao Huan Dan, a secret elixir that has gone crazy in the martial arts world. One elixir is equivalent to five years of hard training for an ordinary person. It has the miraculous effect of enhancing strength and nourishing the body."
Listening to the system and looking at the current money, Yu Sheng found that business was better than expected. He could sell 40 kilograms of noodles a day, nearly 300 bowls, and the daily profit was more than 2,000 yuan.
You have to know that when he was an intern, after paying for oil, food, rent, utilities, he only had a little over a thousand yuan left each month.
Ten thousand yuan is not a lot, but Yu Sheng said with great ambition: "No. If we don't exchange it, our business has just started and we need to expand it in the future. How can we use it all to buy things?"
System: Host, there is a saying that it is better to rob than to earn. As long as the host obtains the Xiao Huan Dan, he can practice the Tian Mo Lian Xing Jue to a small level within one day. Robbing is easier than doing business, and it comes faster. And you can start working by exchanging a kitchen knife.
Yu Sheng: “…”
I am speechless. I didn't expect the system to think this way. Indeed, there are things in this world that are faster than robbing money.
Like the whisper of a devil, the system continued: "With my existence, as long as you grab it fast enough, no one in this world can do anything to you. I am doing this for your own good."
Lost in deep thought, Yusheng opened the window, looked at the starry sky, hesitated for a long time and said: "I have always done what my parents said since I was a child. They said I should study, so I studied. They said I should study finance, so I studied finance. They also said it was for my own good... But only I know that I am not good at all. Why is that? After the failure of the internship, I kept thinking about it until I met you. I seemed to understand that I didn't seem to have what I wanted. Even if I had a system, I didn't seem to change much. If you think I make money too slowly, you can leave! Now I... will never live for others again. Even without you, I will not starve to death."
The system fell into silence and remained silent for a long time.
In the morning, I got up exhausted. Even so, I felt that I was still alive, and every drop of sweat was the result of my own efforts.
He was carrying the raw materials and preparing to start a new day's business, but when he walked to the stall, Yu Sheng was stunned.
The pots and pans that were left behind were all broken into pieces, the stall looked like it had been smashed, and the two locked stools that were placed aside were also missing parts.
In silence, Yu Sheng walked into the stall and cleaned up the things silently. Almost all the things were broken. Although they were not valuable, this stall was his first one and it also contained the friendship of Aunt Li.
Exchange: Small Huandan.
After returning to the room, Yu Sheng said nothing and plunged into cultivation in a rage.
Three days later, Yu Sheng stood up from the barrel like a withered skeleton, and he seemed to have aged a lot. Demonic skills are demonic skills, which harm others and oneself.
System: "The host currently has only 1,170 resources left, which is not enough to exchange for medicine to repair the body."
Yu Sheng was furious, but he said calmly, "No need!"
He picked up the pots and pans, looked at the approaching morning, and rode his cart over to the stall.
He installed a gas stove and continued his business.
A faint fragrance spread out. Yu Sheng held the soup spoon in his hand, which was twisted and deformed. A silent murderous aura made the cats and dogs around him flee when they saw Yu Sheng.
"Give me a bowl of noodles!" The first customer came slowly.
Yu Sheng quickly served the noodles, and the taste of the noodles did not change at all.
The business did not suffer a setback due to the three-day closure. As the food tasted good, more and more customers came around.
Three hundred bowls were sold in one morning. If it were a few days ago, Yu Sheng would have been extremely happy, but now he was not in the mood. He was waiting for someone to smash his store...
The stall remained open until nine o'clock, when the number of customers around gradually decreased.
A sturdy man led five of his younger brothers to sit in front of his stall, "Boss, give me a bowl of noodles."
Six people ordered a bowl of noodles. Yu Sheng smiled coldly: Are you finally here
The noodles were served, and before Yu Sheng turned around, the sturdy man pointed at the noodles and threw a dead cockroach into the noodles. "Boss, stop, what do you see?"
Taking a look at the cockroach in the bowl, Yu Sheng sneered, "Isn't it just a cockroach? I saw you guys were so sneaky, so I gave it to you specially. How can you not like it?"
"Good boy! Do you know who Brother Long is? Brother Long has the final say on this street." At this time, the short man on the side said viciously.
"Oh!" Nodding, Yu Sheng walked to the stall and said calmly, "From today on, I, Yu Sheng, have the final say on this street! Pay and leave after eating, or don't blame me for being rude."
"You..." The gangster was about to stand up.
However, he was stopped by Brother Long who looked at Yu Sheng and sneered, "Boy, you are very brave! But it's a pity that you offended someone you shouldn't have offended. Let's go."
A group of people left in disgrace. A gangster nearby asked in confusion, "Brother Long, why are we leaving? This guy..."
"Are you stupid?" Brother Long slapped the hooligans on the head and cursed, "Damn it, there are city management officers everywhere. It's not like these guys don't know us. If we make a big fuss, how many days are you going to stay in jail?"
"Then what should we do? Doesn't that mean we can't do anything about him?" the gangster asked in confusion.
Brother Long smiled coldly, looked at the younger brothers around him and said, "Nonsense, Young Master Liu just wants him to get out of here. Can you use some brains? How can you survive like this?"
"Brother Long is wise!"
"Brother Long is Brother Long!"
A group of younger brothers were fawning on him without knowing why.
Looking at everyone leaving, Yu Sheng sneered: System, weapon recommendations.
System: Wuji giant machete, two thousand each. It can cut iron like mud, chop bones like crispy noodles, and kill with every strike.
The rest of life: exchange.
With a slight squeeze of his hand, a 30-centimeter machete appeared in his hand. System: Deduct 2,000 yuan in fees.
Holding the machete, Yu Sheng inserted it directly into his waist.
By nightfall, the daily turnover is close to five thousand, which is a relatively good performance among ordinary small restaurants.
After packing up his things, Yu Sheng left.
There was an alley between his house and the stalls, which was not wide and had only one street lamp.
There were few people walking around during the day, and it was even quieter in the middle of the night.
The roads today seemed very dark, and the street lights were destroyed, leaving only the residual light of the city.
The small tricycle moved forward slowly, and suddenly a few people came out from the alley sideways, blocking the entire alley.
And two people jumped out from behind him.
(End of this chapter)