Plane Supermarket

Chapter 163

Cold white light illuminates the entire room.

The darkness was dispelled in an instant, Hamm looked at everything in front of him, he had lost the ability to think.

Whether it is candlelight or kerosene lamps, there is no comparison in the face of such light.

Hamm could hear nothing, and he could only see the lamp which made his eyes blur after long staring at it.

After being in a daze for a long time, Hamm finally heard his name.

"Mr. Ham?" After Ye Zhou called a dozen times, Ham's eyeballs finally rolled and gave him a little reaction.

Ye Zhou didn't expect the lamp to bring such a shock to Hamm.

But after thinking about it, it's normal. After all, the aborigines in the previous planes regarded him as a god.

Then everything that is impossible has a "reasonable" explanation.

But in Ham's eyes, he is a businessman. If so, then this lamp is man-made. Man can create something that surpasses the times and is comparable to a miracle. Of course, it is worthy of shock, even shock.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Hamm pulled out the cocoons from his chaotic brain, held the teacup with trembling hands, and asked the first question after seeing the lamp: "How many lamps like this do you have?"

But he quickly said: "No, one lamp, I only want one lamp, but you have to promise that you will only sell one lamp, and that is for me."

Ham stood up, and he chattered excitedly: "Only the king can have such a thing, and only the king deserves to have it. No one else deserves it."

Ye Zhou understood what Ham meant, and Ham didn't intend to make money with lamps.

As Stan tells him, Hamm is out of "bad taste" and money doesn't move him anymore.

But power and status can.

Dedicate something unique to the king, and even if Hamm doesn't get a knighthood when he first delivers the lamp, there's always a chance later.

"How much?" Ham stood in the middle of the lounge. He looked at Ye Zhou with a trembling voice, but his eyes turned red.

At this moment, he is not like a human being, but a vampire.

Ye Zhou looked at Ham with a smile. To Ye Zhou, there was no difference between selling one cup and selling countless cups, but it would be best if one cup could be sold for the price of countless cups.

"[-] gold coins." Ye Zhou said, "Shop and pay."

"[-] coins?!" Hamm broke his voice, "Do you know what you are talking about?! This country's annual tax revenue is not even [-] coins!"

Ye Zhou pointed to the sofa opposite him, and gave Wu Yan a wink. Under Ham's yearning and greedy eyes, Wu Yan left the lounge with the desk lamp in his hand, and thoughtfully put it on. Door.

Hamm took a deep breath, he calmed down again, and after sitting on the sofa, Hamm said calmly: "[-] is impossible, all my properties add up to less than [-], let alone me, even if it is His Majesty the King, it is impossible for him to take out [-] gold coins at once."

"Isn't such a lamp worth [-] pieces?" Ye Zhou said, "According to what you said, if I sell it to you, then this lamp will be unique and no one can imitate it. You can rely on it to get what you want , [-] sounds like a lot, but I believe you will get back your money in a short time."

Ye Zhou: "You can't negotiate the price of things in the supermarket. My buddy should have told you this when you came here."

"If you can't come up with the money..."

Ye Zhou blew away the tea leaves floating on the teacup, took a sip and said, "Mr. Hamm should understand what I mean."

Hamm sneered, "There are no lords or soldiers here. You only have these guys by your side, and there are so many old men and women. Why do you think you can negotiate a deal with me?"

The greedy monster finally bared his fangs.

Ye Zhou chuckled, and he asked back, "No matter what you want to do, I advise you to give up your thoughts."

"Or you could try."

Ye Zhou said indifferently: "Then I can try to do business without money."

Harm, who was originally aggressive and wanted to overwhelm Ye Zhou with this, was quiet. After so many years of business, he could see whether the other party was bluffing or confident, but Hamm still probed: "Could it be that you have raised soldiers?"

Ye Zhou raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "No, why do you think so?"

"However, I still recommend you to give it a try."

After saying this, Ye Zhou stood up, this is the attitude of ordering to evict customers: "Since Mr. Hamm doesn't want to buy it, then we have nothing to talk about. Mr. Hamm, go back and rest. You bought it before you left. Everything will be ready for you."

Ham changed his aggressive and even condescending attitude just now, squeezed a smile on his face, and walked up to Ye Zhou anxiously, lowered his head slightly, and sighed: "[-] is too much, [-], This is the limit of what I can come up with."

Ye Zhou didn't let go: "Fifty thousand, not one less."

Ye Zhou, a big businessman like Zaham, has no psychological burden.

When he was at Luoyang base, even if Ye Zhou sold photon cannons, he didn't make much profit, because photon cannons could save lives.

And the lamp is useless except for Hamm to please the king.

It can neither save lives nor change the tables of the poor.

Hamm was silent for a few seconds, then he sighed: "I'll figure it out."

Ye Zhou's tone finally became gentler: "Then wait until you have collected enough money to trade with me."

This time, Hamm was sent out of the supermarket by Ye Zhou himself.

On the way out, Ham wanted to get in touch with Ye Zhou, but Ye Zhou responded perfunctorily.

It is visible to the naked eye, without any cover-up perfunctory.

Ham could still smile in front of Ye Zhou, but the moment he returned to the "B&B", his face darkened.

"Damn it!" Ham threw the vase at the door to the ground.

The vase was torn apart, and he was still angry, so he raised his legs and stepped on the flowers until the petals were turned into flower mud.

"Sir..." The male servant who came up was taken aback by Ham. The two male servants glanced at each other, and both of them flinched from each other's eyes, but they still bravely walked in front of Ham.

"Damn black-haired trash!" Harm took the water glass from the manservant, and after drinking a glass of water in one breath, he regained his composure. He hadn't been angered like this for many years. Did not give him.

Even when he lowered his posture, he didn't get the answer he wanted.

"Damn it!" Hamm cursed again, only this time in a much smaller voice.

The male servants just stood aside and did not ask carefully.

In the supermarket, Ye Zhou was sitting in front of the computer. He looked at his remaining target sales, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

The [-] gold coins, plus the other goods purchased by Hamm, have reached the goal.

The premise is that Hamm can get the money out.

Ye Zhou wanted to become fat in one bite, but he didn't know if Ham would give him this chance.

"How much can he take out?" Someone came in from the lounge, Ye Zhou heard who it was, and he replied naturally: "He wants to talk about three thousand pieces."

Zou Ming walked up to Ye Zhou, supported the table with one hand, leaned slightly to look at the computer screen: "You are not going to agree."

Ye Zhou nodded: "It's hard to catch a big fish. It's hard to say when the next big fish will take the bait."

Ye Zhou didn't want to wait, but he still sighed: "However, he should bargain with me for a long time, and we can't negotiate in a short time, but even if we want to find him a competitor, it will be difficult."

Hamm came with chests of gold coins.

If Ye Zhou wanted to find him an "opponent" to act in, at least he had to pay real money, otherwise a seasoned businessman like Ham would never be tempted.

But Ye Zhou didn't have that many gold coins, and the payment Stan gave before had already been entered into the system.

Now Ye Zhou only has fragments of copper and silver coins left in his hands, which probably don't add up to ten gold coins.

There is no capital to find someone to act.

Although gold can be bought from the system, the system will not help him make "counterfeit money".

"Forget it, don't worry, just grind with him slowly." Ye Zhou pushed the chair away, and Zou Ming stepped aside.

Recently, Zou Ming didn't mention the matter of personal relationship again, and if Zou Ming didn't mention it, Ye Zhou just pretended that there was no such thing.

He himself knew that this was deception, but Ye Zhou hadn't figured out how to deal with it.

When he was studying, some people asked him to confess, even though they were not men.

But there is no need for him to open his mouth to refuse, as long as he expresses a little attitude, the other party will retreat in spite of difficulties.

After all, it's too difficult to pursue people for a long time, and you haven't even had much contact with them, and you don't have any deep friendship.

He had already released the message of rejection to Zou Ming, and Zou Ming didn't chase after him any more. It seemed that this matter had passed.

The two of them didn't mention anything, just let the matter pass.

Ye Zhou has been able to treat Zou Ming naturally in the past two days.

Zou Ming went to pour mineral water for Ye Zhou, and put some ice cubes for him, and when he brought it over, he asked, "I'll leave as soon as I get the money, or should I wait?"

"I don't know." Ye Zhou took the water glass from Zou Ming, he didn't rush to drink, but looked out the window.

There is a folk house next to the lounge, inhabited by a family of elves. This family is a bit big, and there is probably no concept of a small family. There are fifteen or sixteen people in a big family. Ye Zhou will occasionally look at them, watching them clumsily use the human race. tools for making.

But they are all good at hunting. Except for the children, the adults go out at dawn, and they can get a good harvest every day.

Some of the prey they would exchange for money with nearby human races, but most of them were still taken to the supermarket to exchange for necessities.

Supermarkets still sell rice noodle snacks, but not other foods.

After this autumn, after the human race's fields have a bumper harvest, the rice noodles will also slowly decrease.

Otherwise, they rely too much on the supermarket and have not accepted the currency system of this country. What can they do when the supermarket leaves?

"Wait, at least let me find someone who can open a branch here." Ye Zhou's eyes fell on the little goblin running past the window again, and he smiled, "Looking at them working so hard, I always feel like I can do something for them."

It's like a doctor seeing a patient.

Reach out and save, why not?