In the bedroom, Shen Xingluo felt a familiar surge of energy in his body.
"System, what's going on with this badger pork?"
Due to his weak body in his previous life, his father-in-law taught him the internal energy formula, which allowed him to live to the age of thirty despite his toxin-corroded body.
I never thought that I would get a big deal before I even had time to practice in this life.
[Host, don't be afraid. The orc plane is from ancient times. It's normal for game to contain energy. Eating it is good for your health! ]
666 felt that he had done something big by secretly poking, and his tone of asking for praise was taken to the extreme.
[Does the host feel the wound is slightly itchy? I believe it will heal soon and the scars on my face will fade! ]
Shen Xingluo thought of Cheng Xi's eyes just now, and there were faint veins pulsing on his forehead.
The partner in my head is not only stupid, but incredibly stupid!
"Next time, remember to make it clear in advance. Are you sure you only brought me back when you traveled through time?"
[Of course, the system will convert energy into time reshaping to bring the host back to the present. ]
"Besides me, will anyone else have a system?"
[No, each plane will only have one plane trading system, this is completely guaranteed. ]
The doubts in Shen Xingluo's heart were not only not solved, but became even greater.
So what happened to Cheng Xi who was completely different from his previous life?
[Host, host, you have completed three transactions and obtained 700 kilograms of badger pork from the orc plane. Do you want to sell it to the system mall to repay the debt? ]
"How many interstellar coins can be sold?"
[Because badger pork contains ancient energy, the system price is 100 interstellar coins per pound, and seven hundred catties is 70,000 interstellar coins~]
Shen Xingluo was not impressed, and was so skillful that he took a bowl of medicine Pour the juice into the flower pot.
"Since you let time go back, you should know that there will be a snowstorm that is rare in a hundred years. You will not be able to survive without enough food, let alone repay the huge debt." The
implication is that you owe what you owe, you have your life to pay back the money.
[.]
Okay, regardless of ancient or modern times, it is the uncle who owes money.
[Come on, host, you still have 300 points to upgrade to level 1, and then you can open an online store! ] Shen Xingluo opened the personal information page
of the online store
and found that the levels were indeed different. These days of exploration also allowed him to recognize numbers that were completely different from those of the Great Yan Dynasty:
Host: Shen Xingluo (First-level ancient plane)
Gender: Male
Age: 18 years old
Power: Space (one storage grid per 10 square meters)
Level: Level 0 (700/1000)
Friends: 0
Interstellar Coins: -1000000000
Plane Mall: Not opened
"What's going on with the store?"
[Level reached By opening a personal store at level 1, the host can upload things belonging to the plane to the Star Network. Customers can earn Star Coins and points after placing an order. After reaching a certain number of points, they can upgrade. ]
[Upgrade to level three to unlock the plane mall, where you can purchase goods. Host, work hard! ]
Shen Xingluo raised his eyebrows slightly. It was good news that the deal could be concluded without leaving home.
For this plan, in addition to preparing winter supplies, we also need to raise our level. When
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came out of Shen's house, Cheng Xi went to the grocery store with three taels of silver in his pocket.
"Sir, what do you want to buy?"
"Is there any salt?"
"Yes, we have good official salt here." "
How do you sell it?"
"One tael and one penny of silver. How many taels do you want, sir?"
One tael of salt is worth one penny? !
Cheng Xi originally wanted to buy three or two kilograms, but he instantly stopped when he heard this.
She had always known that salt was expensive in ancient times, but she never expected that it would sell for one tael of silver per catty, and it was still that yellow and bitter salt block.
"Ahem, let's take half a catty first."
I'm short on money -
but fortunately there is a lot of salt in the space, enough to last two or three years.
When the waiter heard this, he immediately dug up some of the food. Cheng Xi took the time to look at other things in the shop and found that there was actually a lot of grain for sale here.
"How can I sell this rice?"
"Your Majesty, you really know the goods. That's the best Jianghuai rice, twenty-five cents per catty."
Cheng Xi twitched her mouth when she heard this, but she knows the goods. The bag of rice she pointed at was the whitest. The grains are the most honest, and the bags next to them look either shelled or moldy.
But even the best and most honest ones are much shriveled up compared to modern white rice.
She finally understood what the cheap husband's look meant. It was
a mistake.
Cheng Xi asked about several kinds of food and got a rough idea of the prices in the Great Yan Dynasty.
The cheapest black flour here costs 5 cents per catty, which is the most commonly eaten food by the people. White flour costs 8 cents per catty, and better-off families will buy some as their staple food. The most common low-priced rice ranges from eight to fifteen cents. The fine rice from the Jianghuai generation is the most expensive, and only rich people will buy it to eat.
"Sir, would you like some Jianghuai rice?"
"No need."
Cheng Xi was heartbroken. He put half a piece of silver on the table, picked up the packed salt and walked out of the grocery store without looking back.
The attentive waiter's face gradually stiffened.