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Eight hundred and thirtieth chapter profiteers

They quickly rested for the rest of their lives, but this night was a sleepless night for the monsters in Dabei Mountain.

At the Dabei Mountain Night Market, a bookstore that could barely sell a book a year was instantly surrounded by monsters.

They came over holding the things in their hands, including a bag of salt, a basket of vegetables, and a piece of copper ore.

Without exception, they all require books to be exchanged.

This flattered the shopkeeper of the book shop. You should know that books are rare and expensive in the middle wilderness, and few monsters buy them.

If three generations of his family hadn't made some money by renting out pornographic books, the bookshop might not have survived to this day.

"Everyone has it, they have it." The shopkeeper of the bookstore greeted the boy happily, taking the things over for evaluation and selling books.

Strangely enough, people who buy books today don't bargain at all. Even some books whose dust is thicker than the book and whose cover cannot be seen are even grabbed by monsters.

The bookstore owner is a qualified profiteer.

Without bothering to ask why, he immediately raised the price and kept the replacement items as low as possible.

Even so, the enthusiasm for exchanging books remained undiminished. The profiteer smiled from ear to ear and his pig ears fluttered.

The boy felt something was wrong, so he came closer and whispered: "Shopkeeper, there is a problem. Could it be that they buy books for other purposes?"

"There must be other uses." The profiteer smiled broadly and kept his mouth shut, but the words reached the young man's ears.

"Then you..." The boy looked at the profiteer in confusion.

"What's the use of books? Look, if they are so hungry and picky about food, they must not be wiping their butts. They can only be used to make gifts." said the profiteer.

He had just thought of all the possibilities.

"The only possibility is that our pig god took some wrong medicine and fell in love with reading, and these monsters came to buy books to curry favor with him." The profiteer whispered with a smile.

"Then let's..." The boy thought to himself, wouldn't it be better if we kept it for gifts.

"Don't be afraid, just keep those little pornographic books at the bottom of the box. The pig god would be the best to eat them," said the profiteer.

The book store didn't have too many books, so they were quickly sold out, leaving only a pile of stuff in the store, which made the profiteer smile.

Later, several groups of guests came to exchange, but when they saw that the book was gone, they couldn't help but return disappointed.

When the profiteer was standing in front of the goods, preparing to calculate how much he had made, a pig demon ran over.

"Pigs are big, pigs are big," the pig demon yelled as he ran. When he arrived at the bookstore out of breath, he was speechless again.

Zhu Da means dad in Pig Demon.

The profiteer smiled and said: "Son, you came just in time. Look at how much we have made today."

He pointed his hand and said, "Humph, look at your mother still saying that I'm a softie."

The pig demon stared blankly at the pile of things in front of him, then rushed forward in three steps and two steps at a time, "Where are the books? Where are our books?"

"It's not all here." The profiteer pointed at these goods, "I don't know what happened today, but it came all of a sudden..."

"What, Zhu Da, did you exchange the book?" The pig demon looked at his father.

"Yes, we are in business. If others exchange books, how can we not exchange them?" said the profiteer.

The pig demon slapped his thigh, "Ouch, my pig is big, tell me... why did you exchange all the books? There is such a huge opportunity in front of you, ouch."

The pig demon sat on the ground and patted his thigh helplessly.

"Don't worry, you are so ignorant. I also kept a few of the best books." said the profiteer.

"What's the use of keeping a few copies? We originally had great opportunities ahead of us, but now you've ruined them all!" The pig demon had the urge to wallow.

The profiteer was a little panicked, "Please tell me clearly, what is the big opportunity? Is it a gift to the Pig God? Don't worry, the Pig God will definitely like the few books I left."

"Why are you giving a gift to the Pig God? There is a new owner of the restaurant at the foot of the mountain. The meat skewers he makes have spiritual power and are faster than cultivation. But he has a request, which can only be exchanged for books!"

The profiteer was a little confused after hearing this, "Wait a minute, there is spiritual power in the meat skewers, and it can only be exchanged for books?"

When did such a fantastic thing happen?

"Ah", said the pig demon, "otherwise why would those people change their books?"

The profiteer's body softened and he collapsed on the ground, "These damn people, they are the profiteers, profiteers!"

There were so many people buying the book just now, but no monster even told him.



Auntie Pig, carrying a basket, wandered around teahouses and restaurants.

She brought out all the valuable things, "Do you have any copper coins?" She showed the items in the basket to the guests, "I'll change them for you."

"Go, who doesn't know now that in addition to books, money can also be exchanged for mutton skewers in the restaurant." The guests chased her away one after another.

In Dabei Mountain, the restaurant changed owners, and the news that it was snatched away by the son of the former King of Donghuang was not even as fast as the news that the new owner of the restaurant had spiritual energy.

When the news reached the ears of the Pig God, he was working hard on the human girl sent by the King of Nanhuang.

"What, meat skewers with spiritual power?" The pig god twitched and his body shook for a moment, and then everything became boring.

"Yes," said the bald man, "I've had someone check it out, and it's absolutely true. Many monsters have tasted the meat skewers. Now the books on Dabei Mountain are priceless."

He regretted a little. He knew earlier that he shouldn't have avoided it for the rest of his life. Now he might have eaten meat skewers until he was full.

The Pig God was sitting by the bed. He knew how attractive meat skewers with spiritual powers were to monsters.

Even though he is the Pig God, if the meat skewers have enough spiritual power, he will be crazy about them.

"This guy actually wants a book." The Pig God found it unbelievable. Books can't be eaten or spent as money, so why do they want books?

The bald man took a step forward and said, "My God, I heard that the inn also accepts copper coins."

"Oh?" The pig god has a little eye, and he wants copper coins. He has got a lot of copper coins from the copper mine, and he is worried that he has nowhere to spend them.

But now is not the time, Pig God waved his hand, "Let's go have a try tomorrow, and we'll talk about other things after Nanhuang and him decide who is better."

The bald man paused and said cautiously: "I'm just afraid that he will use those meat skewers to overshadow the gods in Dabei Mountain."

The Pig God didn't take it seriously, "He will leave sooner or later. Dabei Mountain is still my world." However, it was the people in the Southern Wilderness that made him afraid.

In contrast, he prefers Yu Sheng to speak directly and never hide any ideas he has.

Look at today, if you say you want to rob a restaurant, you can just rob a restaurant, if you want to capture Dabei Mountain... of course, you haven't even bothered to do so.

Unlike the Southern Wilderness people in the mines, who secretly hid some of the copper coins produced and then distributed them to him on a share basis.

If he hadn't been afraid of the Nanhuang King and the web weaver, he would have overturned the table long ago.



At the same time, in the mines of Dabei Mountain, King Nanhuang's men gathered in a tall and magnificent cave.

A enchanting female goblin was sitting on a stone chair in the center of the cave, looking at the other leaders below, "Have you heard about everything?" she asked.

"I heard that there is spiritual power in those meat skewers. It's really unbelievable." A small man said standing on a chair.

If you don't look carefully, you really can't see this person. Under the light, his body is transparent, but in the shadow, it is solid.

"I want to try it. What I lack most is spiritual power." The man who agreed had two big hairy legs and many animal teeth decorations on his body.

He was completely dark, his face could not be seen, and he always wore a ferocious mask.

After he finished speaking, he picked up a piece of coal from the brazier next to him and threw it into his mouth.

He lacks spiritual power the most, because his magic is to consume spiritual power to spit fire.

"That's not what I'm talking about!" said the enchanting female goblin sitting in the middle, "What I'm talking about is that he robbed our restaurant!"

"What!" The man in brocade robes who had been standing raised his head, "Robbing the restaurant? He is so brave!"

The man wears a hat with a flower pinned to the side of the hat.

He has been standing because his feet have no joints and his legs can only be entangled like grape vines to support his body.

"Humph, he has always been very courageous, because his mother is the King of the East Wilderness." said the enchanting female goblin.


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