While George was excited about making his first pot of gold, he suddenly froze.
He was frightened—a light screen appeared out of thin air in front of him. Through the light screen that only he could see, the street scene of London was clearly visible, but everything seemed to be still.
The double-decker bus stopped in the middle of the road, and the pedestrians were like wax figures, motionless. Even the cigarette he just exhaled was floating in the air.
A string of words appeared on the translucent light screen.
[Complete the first transaction, start learning the skill "business", do you want to learn?
It's the system?
It's not a shock, but a surprise. Is this the golden finger of the time traveler?
I knew that time travel must have benefits.
What skill is "business"?
Is there any need to hesitate?
If you don't learn now, when will you learn?
"Learn."
Noticing that George quickly chose to learn, some simple business knowledge instantly flooded into his mind.
It's the system!
At this time, a string of words flashed on the light screen.
[The first transaction is completed, selling 12 Camel cigarettes and a Zippo lighter, the current black market price is 4.5 pounds, the premium is 6 pence, and the reward experience points are 2 points! The current experience points are 7 points.
There are rewards!
"In this transaction, the storage space can be activated by taking advantage of the buyer's eagerness to increase the price. Do you want to activate it?"
There is still storage space?
Of course it should be activated. After activation, a house-like symbol appeared in the upper right corner of the light screen.
I tried to use the backpack. Sure enough, with a white light, the heavy backpack on my back disappeared, and a red dot appeared at the warehouse symbol on the light screen.
My shoulders were finally freed,
It's so wonderful, isn't it?
What other functions does this system have?
However, now is not the time to study the system.
After exiting the system, George, who was already starving, walked straight to a nearby restaurant.
We are rich now, so we have to have a steak anyway!
...
After a while, George, who hadn't eaten a single cow hair, stood on the side of the road in a daze, completely dumbfounded.
"Sir, please provide your food ration book?"
What the hell is this?
"Your mother, it's the food coupons! I don't have any food coupons!"
Looking up at the anti-aircraft balloons floating in the sky, the smell of gunpowder in the air reminded him that it was wartime and many things were completely different from usual.
Otherwise, why would those cigarettes be sold at such a high price?
"Fuck, no wonder people are willing to pay a high price for cigarettes. Without cigarette coupons, they can't buy them even if they have money..."
In fact, even if there were cigarette coupons, Camel and Zippo would definitely not be bought. After all, Britain's foreign exchange had long been spent. Most of the Camel cigarettes and Zippo lighters on the market were bought by British women from American soldiers.
Obviously, George, who didn't understand the market, didn't know that in Britain now... money is no longer useful. What is useful is supplies.
George, who was shocked by the times, had no choice but to continue to move forward along the street with an empty stomach, even looking through his backpack during the period.
Looking at the full bag of women's products, George took a bottle of perfume sample from the box, and his face was full of frustration.
In this chaotic world, who wants perfume?
At this time, a brown-haired woman came towards him. What attracted him was not the spectacular sight of the twigs hanging with fruits. But the paper bag she was holding in front of her broad chest, and half of the bread was exposed in the paper bag. Whether the bread was delicious or not was not important to George. His eyes full of desire covered the bread. He was drooling, and his stomach stretched out his hands, wishing to stuff the bread directly into his stomach.
He had not had a drop of water for a whole day, and he was really thirsty and hungry.
The woman in a red and blue floral dress felt the desire in the man's eyes, but she did not avoid it, nor did she feel shy because of it. Instead, she boldly met the man's eyes and looked him up and down.
Although he is an Asian, he is indeed young and handsome.
The longing eyes made the woman's lips slightly raised, and her pretty eyebrows seemed to be beating gently. The two people's eyes watched each other moving slowly.
Just like this, the two passed by each other. At the moment when they were about to miss each other, Li Yian, who was staring at the bread, couldn't help but take a deep breath. The wheat aroma of the bread carried a faint... strange smell.
Suddenly, George's eyes became clear, and he took the initiative to say.
"Hello, Miss."
The sudden voice behind her made Stana's heart tremble subconsciously, but she immediately turned her head and responded with her sweetest smile.
"Sir, what's the matter?"
Although she tried her best to stay calm, she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. This was not the first time she faced a man who tried to strike up a conversation, but her previous experience was not satisfactory. Those men, yes, most of them were bald old men, which was the sadness of the times. Young men, most of them were in the army or in the grave.
However, this man, he is very young, his eyes and posture are full of vigor and vitality. More importantly, he has that charming smile on his face. In an instant, Stana's heart beats like a deer.
"Miss, do you need perfume?"
What? She opened her eyes slightly, and the emotions deep in her heart surged like a raging sea. He, what does he mean?
He called her, just for this?
"It's like this, I have some perfume here."
He raised the small bottle in his hand and continued,
"I think you might like it."
Stana frowned slightly, the perfume in this small sample bottle was obviously not an ordinary product. In this era, the supply of perfume has long dried up. Since Prime Minister Churchill ordered the cessation of all cosmetics production three years ago, the existence of perfume has become extremely rare and expensive.
"Yes, ma'am!"
Stana showed the ring on her finger with some displeasure, it turned out to be a fake perfume salesman.
George, who thought it was a mistake in the address, quickly changed his words.
"I'm sorry, ma'am."
She straightened up slightly with mixed feelings in her heart, and the wedding ring on her finger flashed a faint light in the sunset.
"No, I don't need...these fakes."
"Fakes? How could that be?"
Although the tomboy has never sold real goods, it's not fake at first glance.
George picked up the perfume and sprayed it gently. In an instant, the surroundings were filled with faint floral and fruity scents. Stana was speechless for a moment, completely stunned by the sudden fragrance. She took a deep breath, as if she could clearly feel the fresh fruity fragrance and the soft breath of flowers, which could never be imitated by cheap fakes.
Sniffing the unique fragrance in the air, she gently repeated "Pink Encounter" in her mouth, and her heart once again emerged, the man's eager eyes, as passionate as this fragrance.
"This perfume smells really good, but..."
Stana bit her lips lightly, her beautiful eyes full of struggle and helplessness. She felt the unique fragrance, but her heart was full of mixed feelings.
"But I only have a few pounds left..."
Stana sighed. This perfume must be very expensive. She couldn't afford it at the moment.
George looked at her complicated expression and understood. He smiled gently and said:
"Madam, I don't charge money."
Stana was slightly stunned, and then she realized the desire in the man's eyes. It turned out that his real purpose was this...
Men!
They are all the same after all.
Just when Stana's thoughts were complicated, the man's voice came again.
"Madam, can I exchange some food with you?"%MCEpastebin%