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Seeing this situation, Gu Zheng was also very satisfied, he patted the other party's shoulder for the third time, and showed off a little proudly: "How about it?

It's a good deal!

Pork Rong's face was about to smile a chrysanthemum.

When he finished his work selling meat at the stall, he found that it was already past noon, and when he turned his head to chat with the surrounding vendors, he found that Gu Zheng was not only targeting his stall, but he had patronized all kinds of vendors.

But don't say it, being so messed up by Gu Zheng that he relied on the gourd to draw a scoop, and the sales were quite good one by one, and they really achieved small profits and quick turnover, which further highlighted the characteristics of this place--- cheap.

The grateful vendor owners put their heads together and muttered, and finally they came to a reliable conclusion.

This Gu Zheng, who works as an intermediary, has a good brain, a good heart, and is willing to help everyone with ideas.

If they also put this small market under Gu Zheng's business and manage it, maybe the careers of these vendors can really become bigger and stronger, and one day they will be able to achieve the dream of entering a regular supermarket and having their own independent stalls.

A better tomorrow is beckoning to them! The premise is how to persuade Gu Zheng to continue to give ideas to their group of big bosses.

It was still pork and wealthy, and he slapped his fan-like palm on his thigh, and he came up with a good idea.

"Hey, don't all intermediaries have to charge management fees? Even if our group of people is a group, wouldn't it be okay to entrust our management to Gu Zheng?"

"Whoever wants to get involved here can raise their hands!"

There are still a lot of people, and there are more than 20 itinerant vendors.

"That's Cheng, a hundred yuan a month isn't too much, right? Wait until tomorrow when the people are more complete, ask them again, get together a few more people, let's go find Gu Zheng!"

You guys are quite thieves, and the wisdom of the petty traders and peddlers is really infinite.

In this huge city, the rental fee for a regular farmer's market stall is 2,000 yuan a month, and the problem is that it has nowhere to find it, and it is full before the market opens.

One hundred a month, such a cabbage price, you can only find a way for someone like Gu Zheng.

What is Gu Zheng, who is highly regarded by them and purchased to the extreme, what is he doing now?

Cooking, too.

The rice from the Northeast Wuchang with white flowers is added to the rice cooker, and although it does not have the unique taste of the wood-fired stove, it has a more delicate sweetness.

The fat and thin cascading pork belly was cut into a regular thick square by Gu Zheng, and under the burial of rock sugar, it was squeezed into a casserole and cooed.

The cabbage gang that is a little wilted has been extravagantly removed by Gu Zheng, leaving only the most tender cabbage sum, accompanied by the fragrant fragrance of old vinegar under his hands, which has become the prototype of vinegared cabbage.

The cold noodles and boiled peanuts, accompanied by the melody of enoki mushrooms in chili oil, are waiting for the arrival of cucumbers, forming a concerto that belongs to the cold dishes of spring.

What a sumptuous lunch this is, and the most enjoyable thing is that there are cans of Coke and beer on Gu Zheng's small dining table.

Just for the pile of advantages that you take advantage of today, why do you have to treat yourself, don't you?

Gu Zheng, who was eating alone, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, maybe someone felt too good by his side, so good that he had forgotten what it was like to be alone.

The quiet chewing sound was very clear in this quiet courtyard, which made Gu Zheng, who had eaten a large piece of meat, suddenly lose his original appetite for food in reality.

Maybe after lunch, it's time for me to start my second journey.

Well, in order to continue your life, you should also hurry up!

Gu Zheng, a tough guy, won't admit that he is lonely.

The afternoon sun can always warm people in the spring, and they are busy digesting their own energy and forgetting to forget books, and they are also lying lazily and sleepily on the small desk.

'Squeak'

A soft sound of pushing the door sounded, Gu Zheng quietly walked into the study next to the bedroom, and opened the title page of the laughing and forgotten book with ease.

"You, why are you here. ”

The font of the laughing book appeared a little panicked, he had never seen such a host on the pole to do the task of suffering.

The keen Gu Zheng sensed that something was wrong, and he turned his head and asked, "Strange, isn't your system such a thing as hoping that the host will desperately collect energy for you?"

"Could it be that you've already salted fish to the point of completely running out of energy? Then I'll shoot you apart and see if I can continue my life!

"Stop, stop! Who said I can't open the second world? Why do you take bricks when you don't agree with each other! Also! The desk is used to hold noble books like mine! Why do you want to put a brick next to me!"

The panicked laughing book didn't care about its plan to continue to accumulate energy, and in a panic, he opened the second page of it.

The pages of the first world dimmed, followed by the third page, which was still glued to the other pages and could not be opened.

Gu Zheng, who already knew the rules, muttered that it hurt and hurt, and skillfully took a needle to prick the tip of his finger in the eye.

"It's a really troublesome salted fish system, I don't know if you can write a history of blood and tears with this amount of blood after you finish this book!"

With the press of the small blood spot, the second page belonging to the laughing book once again bloomed with golden light.

'Click..'

The familiar white ball of light floated out of Gu Zheng's body again, and with a cheerful mood, he plunged headlong into the second world of laughing and forgetting books.

The night is slightly cool, and the moon waves are like water.

This time, when Gu Zheng opened his eyes again, he looked around, and those slightly nervous hearts also calmed down.

The location of this new client is now so peaceful that you can hear the chirping of autumn cicadas.

With a wide field of vision, majestic distant mountains, and silence, taking advantage of such a good opportunity, Gu Zheng closed his eyes and accepted the memory of Gu Zheng who belonged to the second world.

After just a few breaths, before the performance of the little solo of the insect song was over, Gu Zheng, who was standing in the empty field, opened his eyes.

He subconsciously touched his chin, oops, this matter is a little difficult to do, it seems that the world in the future is getting more and more out of the modern times that he was once familiar with, and some unheard of, things and worlds that he can't understand with his life experience may encounter more and more.

Let's take the current world background of Gu Zheng, needless to say, it is definitely not a good time.

The world is simply chaotic.

In a great country, it is in a state of anarchy, and all the administrative institutions and the execution of power are run by bandits.