Chapter 86: Special ability energy overdraft

Chapter 86 Energy Overdraft of Special Ability

It is empty, with only two or three idlers in the trading line.

Lu Zhengqing pointed to the 24 blue and red stalls on the side of the main road entering the trading house, and said:

"Our 24 stalls occupy one side of this road, Brother Cen, or I will apply for it, let’s apply for the other side of this road, can we develop it? In addition, I took it first."

"Go ahead."

Cen raised his head and walked straight to Booth 01 where the red sign was hung.

He didn't care much about this thing. Since he was going to retreat to the countryside to live, he didn't care so much about the number of stalls in the trading house in Xiangcheng and what terrain it occupies.

Toss with Lu Zhengqing.

When he walked to booth 01, he vacated a small dagger with a backpack on his back. He made a sheath for every dagger, which looked delicate and durable.

looked back at Qiao Lingxiang again, and saw that Lu Zhengqing was going to take her to apply for the booth, Cen Jiyue shouted:

"Ayaka, come and help brother."

Qiao Lingxiang also carried a backpack of knives. Each knife was as sharp as a watermelon knife. They were all equipped with scabbards. After hearing Cen Yi's call to her, she hurriedly dropped Lu Zhengqing and ran to Cen Yi's side. Go up and help Cen Yi set the dagger.

Across a long distance, Cen sat on the stone stool with a hip, and raised his eyebrows proudly at Lu Zhengqing.

Lu Zhengqing flew him a peachy eye and pouted his mouth, and slapped him in the air!

Cen Yi’s handsome face turned black in an instant, and his fight with this shameless goblin would always be a complete failure.

Now that the trading house has just been completed a few days ago, there are not many people visiting the trading house, but it is not to say that there is no stall in it at all.

There are   , but no one is as pragmatic as Cen Yi and Qiao Lingxiang sell.

When panic occupies everyone's heart and people do not know where they will slide in the future, what they are most willing to pay for is actually a weapon for self-defense.

Don’t do anything wrong, just to protect yourself and the things you cherish.

So, when Qiao Lingxiang was putting the dagger, there were people who came to hang out with nothing to do. They came over in twos and threes and began to ask the price of the dagger.

Qiao Lingxiang hasn't set a price for these daggers yet, she looked back at Cen Yi, who sat on the stool again, with one foot on the knee of the other leg, and turned on the phone to play games.

So Qiao Lingxiang asked him,

"Brother Cen Yi, how much does it cost to sell?"

"Whatever you want, two energy coupons are needed."

Cen Yi responded casually. He made these knives in the morning, but he didn't know why, so he almost went into shock.

Waiting for him to shake his hands and face white, ran to the kitchen to eat two bowls of quick-frozen dumplings cooked by his grandmother, and then healed.

This reminded Cen Yi of the situation when Lu Zhengqing was looking for Qiao Lingxiang to recharge because of physical exhaustion. At that time, he seemed to have better physical strength than Lu Zhengqing, and he sweated a little bit more.

But in the morning, he obviously didn’t do any physical exercise. He only did a bunch of knives and daggers, and he was physically exhausted. Doesn’t it look like physical exhaustion, energy exhaustion?

Special ability energy overdraft?

Cen Yi does not want to consume Qiao Lingxiang, nor is she sure that Qiao Lingxiang can restore physical strength for a person, and whether he can recharge the power.

So now, even if he has killed two bowls of quick-frozen dumplings, he still feels soft and soft.

Cen Yi wanted to know how his abilities could restore the quota, what else could he do besides consuming Qiao Lingxiang? !

Therefore, the things that I have made after suffering so much cannot be sold cheaply.

Qiao Lingxiang nodded. Although he thought that the two pieces might be a bit expensive, she went back and told the customer the price. The first customer felt too expensive and shook his head and left. The second customer tried the sharpness of the dagger, facing the stone. The stall made was cut up with a single knife.

The stone was cut off.

Several customers beside   , including Qiao Lingxiang, Mi Ranyi, Ajiu and Zhao Long, were all attracted.

Someone was surprised and said:

"This is the legendary cutting iron like mud."

Sitting behind Qiao Lingxiang and playing games, Cen Yi sneered without raising his head. These people are not very knowledgeable. The knife he made naturally cuts iron like mud.

"I'll buy."

Customers who try the knife will immediately take out the energy coupons from their pockets.

Qiao Lingxiang squeezed his hand with sharp eyes and yelled:

"5, 5, 5 energy coupons, two are not for sale!"

raised his neck again and shouted:

"The price will increase for a while, 10 energy coupons!"

The Mi Ranyi next to    is a particularly booing person. Whenever the customer who wants to buy a dagger hesitated, he immediately took out an energy coupon and shouted:

"I buy a dagger that cuts like iron and mud, and I buy two. This is a weapon for killing people and selling goods. With such a dagger, others would never want to bully me."

The atmosphere was instantly set off, and the customers who tried the knife no longer hesitated. There are only 5 energy coupons. Now the world is so difficult, and his wife looks pretty watery. Buy one for his wife to defend herself.

The first customer happily paid, and the rest of the customers were hesitant, and some paid the energy coupon directly to buy the dagger. After all this morning, all the daggers were sold out.

At this time, Mi Ranyi, Ajiu, and Zhao Long had already ran to stalls No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4, and laid out a pack of knives on their backs.

The types of knives they carry are all different. There are big knives, fruit knives and kitchen knives. Cen believes that he does not sell knives. He has this time, so he might as well play two mobile games for fun.

So he and Qiao Lingxiang had a stall. They sold daggers and watermelon knives at their stalls. After all, daggers were the best sellers. The bigger the knife, the harder it is to keep in your body, and the harder it is to sell. .

After a while, he ran to apply for the booth. Lu Zhengqing, who had been busy all morning, came back with a few red and blue cards in his hand.

He was sweating profusely, sat down on the stall in front of Qiao Lingxiang, gave her a few red and blue cards, and said:

"Oh, don’t you know, it’s free to apply for the booth now. In the office of the trading bank, there will be people coming for a while and people coming for a while, all come to apply for the booth. I called my dad and asked him to find my uncle. I asked my uncle to find his old man, and let him find his old classmates. That’s why they got so many stalls and the positions are pretty good. I’ll forget, let’s go on this road. Now there are 30 booths in total."

He has been busy for a long time, and he has applied for 6 stalls. There are not as many stalls as he got from selling a few second-hand mobile phones yesterday.

(End of this chapter)