Plane Supermarket

Chapter 162

The morning light was faint, and the first ray of light had just sprinkled on the earth, when there were bustling voices outside the window.

Then the cock crowed, and the high-pitched crowing caused Hamm to turn over twice on the bed, and finally he could only get up from the bed full of anger.

Harm stepped on the flat wooden floor with bare feet, stretched out his hand and opened the curtains, and looked down through the glass window. The residents of the town were already preparing to leave.

They carried baskets on their backs, and held bows and arrows or axes in their hands, standing on the side of the street to bid farewell to their relatives.

Some people also walked towards the oil press and bakery in the distance, and people were all ready to start their day's work and life.

Hamra opened the window. He hadn't seen such a scene for a long time. When he was in the city, he lived in a wealthy area, and the houses were far apart. Only the servants would go out to buy fresh vegetables. They walked lightly. , he would never hear, let alone be woken up.

But looking at the scene on the street, Ham's anger gradually dissipated.

He saw the goblins leaving in groups, and saw the elves asking loudly like headless chickens in which direction the city gate was.

It turns out that the elf's sense of direction is so poor, Hamm couldn't help but hook his lips.

He sold elves, but never knew them, he never felt that elves, or even other races, were people like him.

He also saw the dwarves chatting with the orcs, and it seemed that the orcs wanted to buy some trinkets from the dwarves.

Hamm just watched it like this, as if he was watching a play, and everything here was extremely novel to him.

It wasn't until the servant knocked on his door that he realized that he had been watching for so long.

"Breakfast sent by someone from the supermarket." Hamm's valet entered the room enthusiastically carrying a plate. There were tables and chairs on the indoor balcony of the room, and a ceramic vase full of flowers was placed on the table. Hamm Before going to bed at night, I ordered to have dinner in the room this morning.

The footman stood at the table, stooping to put the dishes on the dinner tray.

Ham also looked down, the breakfast was rich, although it was something he had never seen before.

There are muffins topped with maple syrup, cut in half, and sandwiches with eggs, ham, and tomato lettuce.

There is also a cup of brewed scented tea and bright yellow pudding.

Although he didn't know how it tasted, Ham moved his index finger when he saw it.

When he was at home, he usually ate meat for breakfast, all kinds of meat.

The servant said excitedly: "Everyone here eats three meals!"

They have never seen anyone eat three meals a day, usually they have one meal in the morning and one meal in the afternoon, and two meals a day.

"It's really extravagant." The manservant shook his head and sighed, but still couldn't hide his excitement.

Hamm sat down on the chair: "Then let's give it a try, I can't afford it."

"What's your breakfast?" Hamm asked the valet before picking up his knife and fork.

After all, the two servants also live here and pay the same for food.

But Hamm is unwilling to be equal to the male servant, and the male servant also knows this, so he said seriously: "We eat meatloaf."

Harm: "Is there any tea?"

The male servant shook his head quickly: "We drink soy milk, which is made from soybeans."

Beans, the "humble" food that commoners use as a staple food.

Now Hamm was satisfied, and praised: "It's not bad here."

If he was like the manservant, then why did he work so hard to earn money for so many years?

He only cared about money before, but now he cares more about his status.

Downstairs, the elves asked the direction to leave the town. They were newcomers, and they were still vigilant and afraid of everything here.

But this kind of fear is not deep, because now the only people living in the town are dwarves and goblins, and there are only a few half-orcs here and there, so the elves dare to ask for directions.

"Are you going to go hunting in the mountains too?" A dwarf asked back when they asked for directions.

The blond elf nodded, and he frowned worriedly: "There are too many people here. If we go up the mountain, we may not be able to catch prey."

The dwarf comforted him: "Then you don't go to the mountain with many people, you can go to the other side."

"But there are more beasts there, so be careful."

The elf nodded. The dwarf seldom interacted with the elf, so he asked nonchalantly, "What did you have for breakfast?"

The expression on the elf's face was much more relaxed: "Bread!"

In the past, they could only eat meat in the mountains.

The elves are good at hunting. They are slender and light, they can run and jump freely in the mountains and forests, and they are good at hiding.

Dwarf: "I'll take you up the mountain."

The elf was a little surprised, but he was still wary: "What do you need?"

The dwarf hurriedly "advertised" his product. He took out a small wooden table from the back, like a toy: "We can make tables and chairs, and beds can also be made. Look, it's like this , but it must be bigger than this, it’s the size you can use.”

He stood on tiptoe and handed the "wooden table" to the elf: "You can exchange fur or meat with us, or you can give us money directly. These are different from the ones in the supermarket, they are all tailor-made! Made to order!"

"Cheaper than supermarket."

"Then... won't the supermarket be angry?" The elf felt that the dwarves were robbing the supermarket's business. If they were discovered, it would be fine for the dwarves to be unlucky, and they might also be implicated.

Dwarf: "The supermarket doesn't care. How much do you think we can make the supermarket earn? We still have to rely on those big businessmen."

The dwarf said triumphantly: "I have a good relationship with the girl named Kaili in the supermarket. She told me that we should not rely on hunting and farming. We should learn some skills. Even if we go back to the mountains, we can build better s things."

The dwarf was proud to be associated with the employees in the supermarket, and he considered himself and Kelly already friends.

Still very good friends.

Sure enough, the elf envied: "This is really good."

The dwarf continued to show off: "She also gave me a gift!"

He took out a small cloth bag from his trouser pocket, pulled it open, and carefully took out a small thing from it. It was a dwarf made of ceramics, wearing a red pointed hat, and holding a small mushroom in his hand. .

"It's beautiful!" The dwarf showed off happily, "She said it was the dwarf in the story, and this dwarf also has a princess friend named Snow White!"

The dwarf jumped up and down: "Be friends with the princess!"

The elf was really envious, and stared at the "dwarf" greedily: "You are such a lucky dwarf."

The dwarf responded cheerfully: "I'm a lucky little dwarf!"

"Let's go, I'll take you up the mountain." After the dwarf finished speaking, he went to greet his clansmen, and after explaining his whereabouts, he also brought his rations.

Compared with the elves, the dwarves were the first to arrive in town, and they are now used to having three meals a day.

Of course it's good to not be hungry.

The elves were waiting for the dwarves to come over. They really didn’t know the way. When they were in the mountains, their ancestors were in the same place for generations. It’s all luck to be able to come out this time. When they came to a fork in the road several times, they decided which direction to go by throwing stones. .

They were even prepared to resettle anywhere if they didn't find the right way.

The dwarf came back soon. He was at the forefront, small in stature, and occasionally bouncing around.

And behind him was a group of handsome and beautiful elves.

This scene stunned Hamm who left the house and was going to find the supermarket owner—he didn't know that elves and dwarves had such a good relationship before, and he thought that tall elves looked down on short dwarves and green-skinned goblins.

"It's not surprising what happens here." Hamm comforted himself in a low voice.

Ham walked up the cobblestone road. This time, a clerk was waiting at the door of the supermarket, leading Ham in with a smile on his face.

Hamm was led into the lounge. He didn't look at the decoration in the room much—it was too simple, with snow-white walls and not even a picture hung on it. Compared with the room he lived in, the lounge was simple and even Cannot be called a room.

Only the glass coffee table got Hamm's attention.

"Mr. Hamm." The young man stood up from the sofa, and Hamm could tell at a glance that this young man was the owner of the supermarket.

He can't help being a little contemptuous, young means inexperienced and easy to be coaxed.

But Ham didn't show it. He looked at the young man's hand stretched out to him, and after hesitating for two seconds, he still shook it.

I don't know where the etiquette of "shaking hands" is?

His hands were sweaty just now, weren't they?

He's a man of image.

"Sit down, you're welcome." Ye Zhou guided Ham to sit down.

Hamm sat down and looked at Ye Zhou: "You lied to Stan, you are not the third prince, not even a member of the royal family."

He observed the other party, wanting to see the embarrassment of the lie being exposed from the other party's face.

But he was disappointed, the other party just smiled at him, but this smile was not flattering, and even made Hamm feel a little cold.

Just when he was a little angry, he heard the other party say: "But you didn't expose me, did you?"

"Besides, this is just Stan's idea. He believes that the person who can produce so many tea porcelain must be the most wealthy person in the royal family."

Ye Zhou: "Okay, Mr. Ham doesn't need to test me, you have no other choice."

Ham frowned: "As long as I have money, I can't buy anything? This town doesn't even have a soldier, and there is no lord. If I tell the church or the royal family..."

"You won't." Ye Zhou said, "You are a businessman, and so am I. We all know that we want to make more money than seeing other people's misfortune, and we won't focus on things that are not good for us."

"And there is one thing that only I have." Ye Zhou looked into Ham's eyes, and his eyes met. For a short ten seconds, neither of them spoke.

Ye Zhou withdrew his gaze: "If you want, I can just sell it to you. No matter how much you charge outside, I will give you the same price."

Hamm immediately asked, "What? I'll only consider it if it's good enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the living room.

After the young boss let people in, Hamm saw what was being held by the guy at a glance.

A strange thing, but this strange thing is beautiful.

Ye Zhou stood up, turned around and closed the curtains of the lounge.

The room without the lights turned on was pitch dark, with no natural light coming in. Once the door was closed, you couldn't see your fingers.

Hamm panicked immediately, he stretched out his hand and waved wildly in the air, his voice was sharp and harsh: "What are you doing!"

"I'm someone who even thinks highly of the royal family!" Hamm was like a duck being choked.

Just when Hamm was about to go mad and collide, there was a not-so-loud "click".

moment--

It was as bright as day.