Several players came in front of Yin Hutou.

He raised his head, and a burst of laughter came from under the silver pot:

"Welcome, warriors from other places, would you like two jars? It only costs ten gold pounds each, it's definitely worth the money!"

"Then bring me two jars, here are twenty gold pounds."

The player who came to open the can handed over a small bag of gold coins, and then rubbed his hands expectantly.

"Should you choose it yourself, or should I help you?"

Chen Lun smiled, stretched out his hand to indicate, then hugged his elbows and looked at the other party with interest.

"Um……"

The player hesitated for a while and took a deep breath.

"I will do it myself!"

He immediately ordered a large jar on the far left and a small jar on the far right.

Chen Lun handed the other party a small gavel.

"please."

"You must bring me something strange! Even extraordinary knowledge!"

The player muttered, then took the mallet and smashed the two jars with force.

Bang! Bang!

A small blade fell out of the first large jar, and a mechanical glove fell out of the other jar.

"Oh my god! I'm losing blood!"

The player's gavel hand was shaking, and he started wailing on the spot.

He reluctantly bent down and picked up the two things, and suddenly his whole body was shaken.

"Tricky...strange thing?!"

The player Wuhu shouted, holding up the blade in his hand to show off to his friends around him.

After one of the companions took it, he looked at it with a strange expression on his face.

"[D-level monster - Happy Blade]? It can cause double damage to the weak points of male creatures, and has a high probability of causing a 'herb picking' effect. It can cut off the biological tissue in its weak points and automatically turn it into medicinal materials...

The price is, ahem, the price is a bit expensive, who dares to use it?"

"It's hard to think about it, just give it to female players. It's like paying for whoring in vain."

"Damn! You are so smart!"

This group of players left happily, and then another group came.

And more and more players recognized "Silver Pot Knight Fulun", and even started to make friends. Chen Lun was so happy that he slowly took out two new pots from the blood poem ring and added them to the carpet.

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"Come, come, make money with money! Choose one and have a look, there will definitely be no free space!"

Chen Lun started hawking again.

The people who interacted with him this time were players from the Lost Name Guild, a group of five. The leader looked at the jar on the ground, then squatted down, looked directly at Chen Lun, and said with a smile:

"Knight Fren, did you jars go to college?"

"..."

Chen Lun stared at this guy twice, then casually pulled out a weed under the street lamp and played with it in his hand.

"Is this jar a male or a female? If it's a female, I'll buy it."

The player picked up a jar and chuckled.

Chen Lun ignored him, thought about it in his mind, and figured out what this guy was doing... he was probably making some boring videos, and then posting them on game forums to deceive traffic.

By then the title will probably be something like "In three sentences, I asked the Knight of Silver Pots to knock fifty pots for me" or something like that.

"If I buy this jar and wear it on my head, will it make me as strong as you?"

The player was reluctant and continued to ask with a playful smile.

Chen Lun saw more and more players gathering and felt that this guy was disturbing his business, so he leaned forward, stretched out his hand and flicked his head to death.

"Naughty."

Peng!

This player didn't even make a sound, and turned into a white light and disappeared.

His companions from the Lost Name Guild were so frightened that they took two steps back. No one expected that this NPC would directly kill someone instantly.

“Don’t miss it if you’re passing by! They sell cans!”

Chen Lun took the jar that fell from mid-air and continued shouting as if nothing had happened.

The guys in front of them were immediately pushed and pushed aside by the players behind them.

"Mr. Fulan! I...we are your admirers! Please bring us ten jars for you to choose personally!"

Several female players from Little Silver Fox finally squeezed in front of him and said slightly nervously.

Chen Lun raised his head and glanced at them, a little surprised.

He quickly remembered that when he was promoted to magician before, it seemed that the historical direction of a player had been changed. The "little wild chrysanthemum" that was supposed to appear turned into a "little silver fox".

That president, Qingtian Xiaoyu, had no reputation in his previous life, but now he is known to many players, and a large part of the reason is himself.

"No problem at all."

Chen Lun smiled warmly, and then picked out ten jars seemingly at random.

In fact, most of these jars contain strange objects.

After all, they are a fan group that admires them, so it is just a matter of convenience to give them a little care.

"Thanks!"

The female fan of the little silver fox took the gavel and knocked open the jars one by one. Her companion packed the things away and screamed with excitement.

"Ah - five weird things! We are rich!"

Several little girls were holding the objects in their hands, chattering, and were very happy.

The surrounding players couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning, this shipment rate is too high!

No, it makes people want to take a shot now!

"Thank you! Mr. Fulan!"

The girls quickly expressed their gratitude.

"Why are you thanking me? You are so lucky."

Chen Lun chuckled and waved his hand.

These girls did not forget to take pictures. When Chen Lun was "not paying attention", they took several pictures in succession and then left with satisfaction.

As soon as the players at the back saw them leaving, they immediately rushed up and started shouting at each other to open the can.

Chen Lun was noncommittal and happily traded with them.

A few hours later.

On the carpet in front of him, the cans were sold out. Chen Lun also patted his butt and stood up, rolled up the blanket and left directly.

The players who were still gathered here were dumbfounded.

"Knight Fren, why are you leaving?!"

"Don't go, Knight Fren! We haven't opened the can yet!"

"Let me open five more, please, no, just one, just one!"

The players cried for their fathers and mothers, but Chen Lun turned a deaf ear and just waved his hand.

"Today's jars are sold out, please come again next time."

"When is the next time?"

"have no idea."

Chen Lun stopped and shrugged.

"Let it go...ah haha, all brave warriors from other places, I wish you a fortune."

After saying that, he took a step forward and disappeared directly.

Those players who are not yet addicted to gambling and those who are addicted to gambling are left in a mess.

Chen Lun appeared from the other side of the commercial street, took off his disguise, then strode back wearing a black hat and holding a silver cane.

He was in a good mood and whistled.
To be continued...