I will plant a field in the last days

Jingshu nodded.

Zhao Qian looked at the name on the pass and realized that this special guest was her task today. The task above was that as an estimator, she must follow her step by step and observe her... It seems that there is something special about her, at least. It's amazing to be able to tame so many dark creatures at once.

You must know that dark creatures are famous for their unruly nature, and it is incredible that they can be obedient.

Zhao Qian was a little curious about what this customer would trade.

"It's just that your vehicle seems to be too big. Do you want me to dismantle the gate for you?" Zhao Qian's baby-fat face showed a distressed look. Will she be beaten by her boss if the gate is dismantled?

"No, no, I won't bother you, they will go in by themselves." Jingshu snapped her fingers, and when the huge Hulks walked in the door, their bodies 'flowed' in like liquid.

Not all of them flowed in. Some of the bodies were square and square, as if there was something inside them. Anyway, the scene was extremely weird.

Zhao Qian's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg in. It wasn't until the guest was about to walk away that Zhao Qian caught up with him.

"Hi, wait for me, I'm your price clerk Zhao Qian, your stall is over here."

The building maintains its pre-apocalyptic decoration, and the rows of crystal chandeliers are even more eye-catching. The height of more than 20 meters makes this floor look extremely empty and atmospheric, but the years have left their traces, especially after they have been scrubbed hundreds of times. It looks a bit dilapidated under the erosion of rust and time decay.

Jing Shu led a group of Hulks in the brightly lit hall. Although the people in the hall were dressed in three layers of clothing, most of them were neat and clean, and a few of them were brightly dressed and had rich bodies. Ying, holding a cigar and looking arrogant, was followed by a big shot who looked like a bodyguard. Jingshu suddenly felt like she was in another world, as if she had returned to the end of the world.

Zhao Qian finally puffed up her chest. Look, our trade fair is still very high-end. Didn't it shock the guests into a daze?

However, looking at the guest's ordinary and casual clothes, she is clean and tidy. Following her, you can smell the faint sweetness of the laundry fragrance beads. Her well-maintained black and smooth hair is rolled up casually, and you can see her plump ears and neck. The whole body is covered with things that look ordinary but are almost out of print.

This customer is more particular than the big bosses!

The Hulk is the best living advertisement, attracting the attention of most people. Many people are interested and come to take a look. Many people even ask how to sell the Hulk, but Jingshu declined politely. The giant is a rarer thing than the mud mermaid. It has many functions and is an out-of-print amulet. Jingshu only rents it under her nose and does not sell it.

The rules of the trade fair are simple and do not require anything.

Zhao Qian led Jingshu and the others to a corner of the square exhibition, and marked out an area for them to put the trading items. After the goods were put away, the big bosses strolled around to see if there were any goods they wanted to trade.

"You just need to display the things you need to trade on the table. Don't worry, it's very safe. As the junction of three cities and a transportation hub, our Yihuahua has far more goods and better circulation than you think, and it is more susceptible to corruption. protection, so many big bosses from surrounding cities also like to come here.”

Zhao Qian pointed to the glass display cabinet with some pride. In the current post-apocalyptic environment, there are few such high-end environments, and there are few evidences to support the circulation of these goods.

After all, most of the time, they are directly expropriated.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Jingshu snapped her fingers, and the Hulk turned into pools of liquid, revealing what was in its mouth. It quickly became a new display stand, ensuring that no one could take advantage of it.

Zhao Qian's mouth was big enough to hold a fist this time.

Is there such a silky thing in this apocalyptic world? It’s really a long time to see you.

Even the upper-class people who came to the trade fair and boasted of being a flower began to be greedy. Who wouldn't want a little pet that can change its body shape at will, huh? Isn't this more exciting and fun than most dolls?

But soon, most people were finally attracted by the product itself.

The green giant transformed into models of different heights, wearing the products of this exhibition.

After being illuminated by the light, the fur reflected a soft and silky light. They were gray fur coats that looked high-end, paired with white rabbit fur gloves, a black scarf, and a fur hat. Sheepskin knee pads, fleece boots and more.

Although it is full of primitive atmosphere, just by looking at it, anyone who knows the goods will know that this is good leather. The warmth of whole leather and spliced ​​leather are not at the same level, especially in the south where magic damage is caused. If you want to avoid frostbite, these equipments are a must Pieces are essential.

The limelight of the furs directly overshadowed the cigarettes that were being held up. Jingshu didn't even need to look around before she was pestered to ask about the price.

"How do you change your gloves? I can change my kimchi worth 50,000 virtual coins."

"I wonder if you are interested in Doubanjiang? Our factory has apocalyptic-flavored Doubanjiang worth 200,000 virtual coins."

"Doubanjiang is not valuable. It's all about quantity. Don't come out and embarrass yourself."

"I have soap with 600,000 virtual coins..."

From food to daily necessities, everything is available. There are many advantages and disadvantages to having such a good trade fair.

Zhao Qian explained carefully: "You can't set the price at will. We will certify and estimate the value. However, the transaction tax is not based on the percentage of the item, but on the equivalent virtual currency."

Jing Shu raised her eyebrows. For the upper class, apart from supplies that are in short supply, aren't virtual currencies just numbers? What is the difference between it and tax exemption?

No wonder everyone follows the rules and is willing to trade here.

"So, this is indeed a serious trade fair." Jingshu nodded, expressing satisfaction. To Jingshu now, virtual coins are indeed numbers.

After all, if you owe too much, you will become numb.

This time when she opens a tobacco factory, she will definitely have a large share. Does she have to invest money if she has a share? Do I have to borrow money if I have no money? Ten years to pay off the debt quickly, or thirty years to wait for death? No matter which kind, the interest rate is a long series of numbers, and Jingshu is too lazy to count.

"According to the pricing rules here, a pair of your fur coats is worth 50,000, a pair of gloves is worth 3,000, and boots are worth 5,000. If you sell it for more than 20% of the value, you will have to pay a premium tax. The premium tax is the percentage of the transaction item. Let’s calculate.”

Zhao Qian quickly listed today's exchange price ratio for Jingshu. In order to stabilize the market and prevent the formation of a monopoly, market macro-control has always been necessary.

Jing Shu frowned. It was indeed a bit lower than the market price. According to the price of 8,000 virtual coins for a pound of luxury candy, it couldn't be exchanged for much food.

But today, it is obviously different. The price clerk is dead, but the things are alive. The quality of Jingshu's fur is so good.