When Lu Chen returned to the hotel room in Guangming City, he didn't see anyone there. He was probably still squatting in front of Vayne's house, right? He was a little relieved. At least these people weren't lazy.
However, when he came to Vayne's house to inspect the work, he almost ran away!
These people actually set up a table in front of someone's house and played mahjong!
There were many residents of Demacia's City of Light watching nearby. It is estimated that the Demacians still don't understand what they are playing...
"I asked you to stay here, and you just play mahjong here openly?" Lu Chen almost overturned the table for them...
This group of people stood in a row with their heads bowed, waiting for Lu Chen to lecture. Although Catalina and the others looked older than Lu Chen, they had subconsciously regarded Lu Chen as the leader of the organization during this period of time.
Because Lu Chen really led them very well.
However, Lu Chen laughed angrily when he saw them like this. He waved his hands and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, let's fight. But don't forget about business, that's the name of the family."
Lu Chen told them the reason why he did this when he arranged this task.
As for Children and Children, they have long been accustomed to Lu Chen's ability to predict the future...
Anyway, whatever decision Brother Chen makes is right!
Lu Chen turned around and walked towards the market. He wanted to find a merchant to see how the harvest was in the past two days, but he didn't want to sell his magical beasts at a low price.
And this time we harvested more than a hundred monsters, so we can buy them at a good price. After all, a Demacia noble has more than a thousand large and small families, and the market is far from saturated.
Even with the urinary character of the aristocrat: Other people have it, but I don’t. Isn’t it embarrassing?!
Comparison is a good habit, Lu Chen thought happily.
He was away for three days in total. Logically speaking, he should have sold three lots, but I don't know at what price he sold them.
The merchant saw him from a distance, and rushed towards him with his fat body, with a bright smile on his face: "Boss, our sales of monsters are so good, guess how many I sold?"
Hey, what does it mean to call him boss? Do you plan to have someone else's thigh after you know your identity?
Little did he know that in just these three days, the businessman had already earned commissions on his three-year profits from Warcraft. He must hold on to this opportunity.
Don't look at the child in front of you, he is the number one genius in Ionia. What is most important in Runeterra is strength.
If there is no strong person behind every large business group, then they are just waiting to be robbed!
Let’s just talk about the merchant ships passing by the Shadow Island. Who dares not to give face to the death song? Can you bear to sing you a requiem at sea?
If Lu Chen gets into the Transcendence Academy through flattery, will he be able to find a way to monopolize all the waterways to Ionia?
Lu Chen looked at the fat man with a half-smile, "What's your name?"
"When I go back to my employer, my name is Casaro."
"First of all, I am not your boss. We are just a cooperative relationship. And as long as you work hard, you may gain wealth you can't imagine in the future. Ionia is too small," Lu Chen said with a smile and walked in
It's market time.
Casaro was left standing there blankly. Is this really a child who could see through his coveting of the Ionian route at a glance?
But what does the other party mean? What does it mean that Ionia is too small?
It was many years later that Casaro realized that this young man had already set his sights on the entire Runeterra.
Moreover, no one would know that many years later there will be an organization called Boundary Monument in Rune Land, which no one can ignore.
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When Lu Chen went to his stall in the market, he saw that all the five monsters he had left behind before leaving were gone. He turned to look at Casaro: "How much did each one sell for?"
Don't sell it too low. If you sell it too low, I'll beat the crap out of you!
"The average price is 210,000 gold coins per head!" Casaro said proudly.
"It's interesting." It was a full 40,000 to 50,000 yuan higher than what he sold it for. Lu Chen said with a smile: "I don't ask you how you sold it. I will leave the 1% commission to you and I will take the rest. You can continue to sell it."
Go down."
Casaro was stunned: "More?!"
"There are plenty of them, don't worry, you won't be able to sell them all in a while," Lu Chen said calmly.
The flesh on Cassaro's face trembled. Lu Chen's tone was so loud that he was frightened. What does "too many" mean? How many monsters have you killed?
Seeing that Lu Chen had sold almost thirty heads, why was there still more? He thought these were the last five!
He earned more than 10,000 gold coins in commission from these 5 heads alone. If he continues to sell them...
And Lu Chen is now a real rich man. He just goes shopping in the market when he has nothing to do. When he sees what he wants to buy, he just buys it. He is a rich man and has no shortage of money!
He really buys everything, and he buys exquisite things when he sees them. After all, there are so many girls on the boundary markers in the original world.
After the last purchase, all the bosses in the market were so happy when they saw him that they wished they could sell their daughters to Lu Chen...
But he got tired of buying too much. He only had two things to do now. One was to kill the witch himself after what happened at Vayne's house, and the other was to sell all the corpses of the monsters.
But Vayne's matter was far away, and he couldn't wait forever. He went to the Burning Sun Tavern again and directly asked the boss to buy information about all the witches in Demacia. However, the owner of the Burning Sun Tavern refused to do this business at all.
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A month has passed like this, and the sales of Warcraft have been rising steadily.
One day, Zhao Xin had a whim and wanted to come to the market to see the sales of World of Warcraft. He got news that Lu Chen seemed to be selling corpses of World of Warcraft without end, so he became curious. How could there be so many?
Xin Zhao instinctively felt that he should go take a look. He always felt that something was wrong...
When he arrived at the market and saw the monsters being auctioned, he was silent...
Xin Zhao's entourage looked confused. What happened to his manager? Why was his face suddenly so dark?
"Sir...what's wrong with you?" the attendant asked cautiously.
The reason why Xin Zhao's face was so dark was because he discovered a problem: Isn't the three-headed monster currently on display at the Nuo Da stall the middle one the unique thorn otter of Kara Swamp?
And next to it, isn’t it the big-eyed frog unique to Foam Mire?!
So...the person who cleared out all three swamps is...
Xin Zhao's head and eyes hurt a little. He rubbed his temples. He should have thought of it a long time ago!
He also asked how the man who sold World of Warcraft became the fat man he is now, and where did Lu Chen go?!
Where else could he go? He was going to replenish supplies!
Xin Zhao's eyes hurt when he thought about this guy! How to deal with it?!
