The Guide of How to Be an Interstellar Tycoon

Countless netizens are looking forward to the arrival of the next day, probably because something so interesting has not happened in the second world for a long time.

Gu Bai, who was thought by fans to open the store the next day, is currently in the store's kitchen making the stir-fried jaggery and boiled cabbage that they expect. "Mumu.

"Mumu taste it, how does it taste?" Gu Bai smiled and put the two dishes in front of Mumu, that is, Lord Jun Molin, the smile on his face was very bright, and there was no reluctance at all.

Although Gu Bai would also open a small stove for Jun Molin before, but when he had time, he did not open a small stove every day, but from today, he will cook three meals a day for each other.

After all... three meals can earn 10,000 stars, which is really worth it, more than his one-day turnover, this business is not a loss, not a loss.

Looking at the smiling Gu Bai, Jun Morin lowered his head to drink the soup, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Really a cute little money fan.

"It's delicious." Jun Morin praised without hesitation.

This time, the frequency of his sobriety was faster than before, and the time he could stay sober was longer than before. The only variable was Gu Bai's cooking.

Therefore, after Jun Molin woke up this time, he immediately found Gu Bai and signed a formal long-term agreement with the other party.

He knew that Gu Bai likes to make money, but making money is also very principled and proper, so he didn't dare to set a too high price, for fear that the other party would not accept it. Fortunately, the remuneration to Gu Bai when he was not sober was also higher than normal. There are more customers, so the compensation given by these long-term agreements is not outrageously high.

Sure enough, the little guy was very happy.

"It's delicious, and I'll cook it for you tomorrow." Gu Bai still smiled, but he thought in his heart that those customers would definitely let him cook these dishes tomorrow, and then he would cook more and give Mu Muyun a portion, then Chinese food is done, just think about the menu for breakfast and dinner.

He's a real money maker.

"Okay." Jun Molin can't see the other party's careful thoughts, but as long as the other party cooks, no matter what it is, it has the same effect on him, and he likes it very much.

Gu Bai suddenly stared straight at Lord Grim, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I always feel that you are a little different from usual today."

Jun Morin didn't panic, and calmly wiped the corner of his mouth, "What's the difference?"

"Although you don't talk much now, you usually don't talk much. When I first met, I thought you were dumb." Gu Bai thought that when he first met Lord Grim, it was funny.

He really didn't expect that there are people in this world who cherish words like gold, so silent that people will mistake them for dumb.

"It's not that I don't like to talk, it's mainly aimed at people." Jun Morin glanced at Gu Bai vaguely.

Gu Bai: "So you don't bother to talk about it if you are not familiar with it, can you talk a lot when you are familiar with it?"

This is understandable, in fact, many people are like this, who has nothing to talk to a stranger.

"It's not all, you'll understand later." Jun Morin packed up the dinner plate and said goodbye to Gu Bai. He had a hunch that his time of sobriety was about to end.

After sending Lord Jun Molin away, Gu Bai also went offline immediately, and then confronted the mutant vine Mumu magnified in his sight.

"How did you get here, Grandpa Gu?" Gu Bai wrapped Mumu around his wrist and asked with a smile.

"嘤嘤嘤..." Mumu stretched out a leaf and pointed out.

Gu Bai knew that Grandpa Gu must have been watching those sprouts in the field again. Since the second batch of sprouts emerged, Grandpa Gu has to run to see them several times a day, and even wanted to sleep directly in the field to prevent these sprouts. Problem again.

Gu Bai promised Grandpa Gu several times that there would be no problem this time, but it was still useless.

When I brought Mumu to the farm, I saw Steward Gu who was standing motionless on the edge of the land.

"Grandpa Gu." Gu Bai shouted.

Butler Gu finally reacted, and turned to look at Gu Bai, his wrinkled face was full of smiles, like a blooming flower.

"Little young master, come and see how well these sprouts are growing, they are palm-high." Grandpa Gu looked at the sprouts with the same expression as when he saw Gu Bai, full of relief and kindness.

Gu Bai is helpless. This is the first mu of land to be planted. When the entire farm is full, isn't Grandpa Gu going to be so happy that he will fly and be so worried that he can't sleep?

Mumu has been helping him to look at these crops these days, so they can grow so fast. With their current ability, it is estimated that these crops will grow into more than a month. By then, he will have corn and rice. Rice, pasta, and vegetables can be eaten.

When I think about it, I feel that my saliva is going to overflow. I wish time would pass faster and mature earlier, so that I could end my life with nutrient solution earlier.

It is also fortunate that he had survived in the apocalypse before, otherwise he would have directly crossed into this world, and he was afraid that he might not have died in an accident, and he might have died under the horror and shadow of drinking nutrient solution.

Interstellar people are really just as pitiful as the end-time people, or even more pitiful. At least in terms of food, although the end-time people are not full, they can still eat some natural food. Ordinary people in this interstellar may not be able to eat real natural food once in a lifetime. food.