Chapter 184 Business Player
The online peak time is 8:30 pm on December 4th, Earth time, and 4 pm in the other world time.
Outside the west gate of Innadri, more and more undead appeared. In addition to players with fixed monster-killing teams and gold-farming addicts, many players were attracted by the pre-battlefield tasks.
"Oh my god, big boss European sturgeon!" A player who was doing the brick-moving task (expanding the prisoner camp) in the camp saw someone passing by with the iconic woven bag on his back, and pulled the corner of his companion's clothes in surprise, "Look, big boss European sturgeon is here too!"
"Eh? Really?" The companion was shocked. "Don't you, Boss Ouyang , never do popular missions? Why are you so kind this time?"
"Who is the person with Boss Ou Yan?" someone asked curiously.
"You don't even know the Orange Cat boss. He's the richest man among the veteran players. He has handled all the best equipment in the server!"
"Only the top local tyrant can be friends with Big Boss Ou, is this the world of the strong?"
"They also brought NPCs with them. This is the first player caravan in the server. It must be awesome!"
A miniature caravan consisting of two players, four hired NPCs and two carriages pulled by one-horned gray horses passed in front of the camp. The orange cat leading the caravan finally smiled brightly... He had been so happy when the newbie praised him just now, and it was hard for him to hold it back until now.
"Master Wang has finally come to attack us. Our business is finally getting better, right, Boss Ouyang?" a ginger cat said happily, "Finally we don't have to hide and sneak around anymore."
The beluga had a blank expression on his face.
The orange cat owner had long been accustomed to this guy's thriftiness with words, and didn't care whether the European sturgeon responded or not, and just chattered away...
As the initiator of the first player caravan in the whole server, the gaming experience of Boss Orange Cat during this period can be said to be quite unfriendly - the setting of their undead race is too fucked up. They have to go around the village even though they are playing in a business mode, and they have to hide in the wild to select a trading location, and let NPC employees sneak around to find people to trade like thieves selling stolen goods, which is very annoying.
Of course, it is still very interesting to run around the map, which is much more interesting than self-driving tours, picnics and camping in reality. When encountering wild boars, jackals and so on in the wilderness, the orange cat boss can show off his prowess and play a super-realistic hunting game (he can only kill wild beasts to make his presence felt), not to mention how exciting it is... The fact that Beluga can always accompany him to go crazy instead of silently committing suicide and returning to the city when he goes online one day has already proved how interesting this kind of wilderness roaming adventure is for men.
However, no matter how much fun it is to roam in the wilderness, it would be frustrating if the business goals cannot be achieved, so as soon as the orange cat saw the system release the news of the territory war, he immediately brought the caravan over - he borrowed a commercial loan from the Westham Town Hall to do business, and he would be in trouble if he lost money.
I have to say, this guy's sense of smell is really sensitive... When he brought the caravan to the slums outside the West City Gate that the players had mentioned in the Blood Alliance channel (he also joined Qin Guan's Blood Alliance with Yang Ying and the others), the slum residents who had just been frightened by more than a hundred undead didn't react much to the caravan brought by the two undead.
"Hey, some colleagues have already arrived." Seeing the stalls set up by the mobile mill, a ginger cat waved to the friendly NPCs with a smile, then immediately turned around and ordered the four NPC employees, "Hurry up and set up the stalls. It's time to do business."
Four NPC employees, with an average age of 38 (middle-aged in this world), parked the carriage on the side of the road, removed the carriage baffles and used stones as a stall, and quickly arranged the goods...
Due to the limited consumption capacity of local people, the goods that the Orange Cat boss buys from Ji Tang are not expensive. They are all inventory goods purchased by Yang Qiu at super low prices, such as Kangshoufu instant noodles, Dabai milk-free candy, titanium stain laundry detergent, Bird soap... and other counterfeit bandit goods; as well as shoddy and cheap small items imported from Province Z and Province S by the box (container) (the inventory left after a large number of two-yuan stores closed down, and many cities have already switched to ten-yuan stores)... and so on.
In short, the source of goods is the same as that of the Ertong Supermarket in Westham Town, but the variety of goods is a little less... After all, mobile vendors cannot be compared with supermarkets.
While the employees were lining up the goods, the orange cat boss rushed to the gate of the slum area alone and enthusiastically called out to those inside: "Come and take a look! Come and choose something spicy! All the goods are on sale for 2 coppers! If you miss it, you will have to go to Westerme to buy it yourself!"
There was complete silence.
Those who were washing clothes at their doorsteps continued to wash clothes, those who were squatting on the roadside chatting continued to squat on the roadside chatting, and the wild children running around curiously looked at the stall of the orange cat owner.
"The king's division has attacked, but the people here still can't understand me?" An orange cat looked unhappily at the mobile mill and the NPCs whose names above their heads were displayed as "Operator Westram XXX" under the player's identification technique.
The operators didn't know how to answer him... they just pretended they didn't hear him and continued doing their own work.
"Boss, let me do it." The employee was thoughtful and took the initiative to come over to help a ginger cat, imitating the ginger cat boss's behavior and greeting the people in the slums.
Young and middle-aged people from the slums went to the city to work. If they were lucky, they could earn thirty or forty copper coins a day. If they were unlucky, they could still earn twenty copper coins. Goods that cost two copper coins a piece were still within the residents' acceptable range. Residents who could feel the copper coins in their pockets would come over curiously...
"This, this towel, only two coppers each?!" A housewife's eyes almost popped out when she saw the bundles of white towels with a factory price of 1.2 RMB.
"This dagger only costs two coppers? Are you kidding?" A young man was shaking with excitement as he held up a thin dagger that could be used as a mirror.
"Is this candy? Candy that costs two coppers a bag?" There were also half-grown children holding up a small bag of 100 grams and questioning their lives.
Well... this big white rabbit was originally sold in bulk, and Yang Qiu asked the manufacturer to pack it into small bags of 100 grams for easy sales... After all, the strategy of small profits but quick turnover is adopted, and there is no one to stand by and weigh it slowly.
"There's still salt! Salt! Salt at two coppers a bag!" There were also people holding small packages of well salt and shouting at the top of their lungs.
The townspeople of Westram had never refused the undead cloth when they were still extremely afraid of the undead. These slum dwellers who were so hungry that they would even stew mice in a pot certainly would not refuse the goods brought by the undead, and they started buying them on the spot - even a knight of the Kenyan Empire Church like Walton, who had seen good things, couldn't help but pay, let alone the poor people who had never seen any good things.
"Damn, this is what we call a business model!" Finally seeing the rush to buy, an orange cat was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes... After leading the caravan out for so many days, he only sold less than 10% of the goods. More than half of the net profit came from the dried meat processed by the European sturgeon using his butcher skills. He almost doubted that his business bloodline was not pure enough.
Operator Barton looked at the stall next door that was quickly becoming bustling, and said to John and the others who were eager to buy something with a smile, "If you want to buy something, go ahead. Just leave someone to watch over the goods."
Tommy, the workshop apprentice, and Sangji, the newspaper worker, who couldn't wait any longer, immediately ran over hand in hand.
"My sister is waiting to enroll in a private class, and I can't waste money." John suppressed his curiosity and stood still. "Bobby, I'll take care of the goods, you go ahead."
John has a younger brother and a younger sister. His younger sister has shown amazing intelligence since she was young, and the neighbors all say that she will have a bright future. John has always wanted to send his sister to school.
Bobby is dark and thin. Since he has no brothers or sisters to help each other, his situation is even more embarrassing. He has to support his sick mother by taking out garbage in the tavern district of St. Joseph Street.
"I don't need it anymore. If I can collect enough money, I want to buy an alchemy potion for my mother first. She often has stomachaches and gets diarrhea after eating something. I can't delay it any longer." Bobby shook his head.
"Don't worry." Operator Barton said with a smile, "John, your sister doesn't need to enroll in a private classroom. In a few days, there will be a school in the city where your sister can study for free. Ms. Sibel will take care of a smart and studious child like your sister."
John was shocked: "Really? No need to pay?"
“No need.” Barton smiled. “Not only do you not have to pay, but if you study well, you can also receive subsidies from the school. Those who rank high in each exam will receive rewards. By the way, Ms. Sibel will also prepare a lunch for those who go to school, which can relieve some of the pressure.”
John opened his mouth in shock, and Bobby next to him couldn't help but show his envy.
Bobby was also praised for his quick mind, but his family's financial situation made it difficult for him to realize his dream of studying... From the age of twelve, Bobby wandered around the city streets with the older children looking for a job.
"As for Bobby, your mother often has diarrhea, right?" Barton looked at Bobby and said gently, "If it's just diarrhea, Ms. Shirley should be able to help you. They have special medicine for diarrhea. If your mother is willing to raise some chickens in her spare time, you can get the medicine for free."
The citizens of Westham have discovered that oxytetracycline can be used to treat diarrhea in poultry... Because the town hall is unwilling to sell the drug separately (mainly because they are afraid of accidents), many citizens have joined the chicken farming army in order to obtain this easy-to-use and common medicine.
There is no concept of commonly used medicine in this world. When rich people are sick, they either go to the alchemy room or the priest, while poor people have to endure the illness. In addition, the sanitary conditions are poor and people are used to eating spoiled food, so dysentery and diarrhea are very common.
This time, it was Bobby's turn to open his mouth in shock.
The two young men looked at each other and agreed on the spot to take turns looking at the goods and go to the stalls next to them to see what they could buy...
There were tens of thousands of residents in the slums. Thanks to the residents running around and spreading the word, in less than two hours (in the other world), the two horse-drawn carts pulled by the orange cat boss were emptied of all the cheap goods, and the heavy, dirty, sweat-stained copper coins filled an entire small box.
The residents who arrived late were only able to grab one or two items. They were very disappointed, but they did not dare to complain to the ghost who was obviously the boss, so they just stayed together and refused to disperse.
Operator Barton saw this and stood up and said, "Don't worry, Westram's 2-Copper Affordable Hypermarket will open here soon. The hypermarket will have a richer variety of goods, and there will be cheap fabrics and ready-made clothes for everyone to choose from..."
"What the hell?! Wait a minute!" The orange cat boss, who had just cleared out his stock, was happily preparing to play the pre-battlefield mission. Seeing this, he jumped over angrily to cause trouble, "Is this unreasonable ? You guys are here to steal my business after I just opened the market? Can NPCs not follow martial ethics?!"
Operator Barton: “…”
Fortunately, the sturgeon knew it was shameful and pulled the orange cat owner away.
Fortunately, those who did not wear the azalea badge could not understand the dead language. The residents were very surprised by the good news announced by Patton. Those who did not buy anything did not envy others for getting the bargain first. They asked others what they bought in a friendly manner and calculated in advance what they could afford with the money on hand...
As it got dark, residents went home and the mobile mill stopped operating.
Operator Barton packed up his things, called his partner, and headed to the Westerm camp, which was just across the mule and horse market.
In the military green tent, Patton and his partner reported the intelligence collected by their field team to Rex and Yang one by one.
"It's inconvenient to inquire deeply about the residents in the city, but the residents of the slums outside the city and the farmers in the surrounding suburbs are not hostile to Westerham." After reporting, Barton boldly expressed his own thoughts, "We tried to communicate in depth with the young people who are more receptive. We just told them the basic situation of Westerham, and these young people showed obvious yearning."
Rex was very happy to hear this, and said to Yang Qiu with a smile: "It's really thanks to Ji Tang and Ms. Zhao."
Yang Qiu also smiled and nodded.
Look, it’s only been a short while since they were transformed from prisoners, and these operators are already calling each other “our Westram”... Well done, national team!
