Before the age of twenty, Chang Zhaowen had not even seen what the herd of horses looked like. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info understanding of horses is either the heroes on horses seen in costume movies on TV, or the kind of weak horses that are led by people in the park.

Now, however, he is surrounded by a large herd of centaurs that only exist in legends.

"This tastes amazing! Bring me another drink!" Tall, with a Greek statuette-perfect face, and a sturdy black steed on the torso and limbs, was Kentaulus, the leader of the centaurs. He drained a full glass of cucumber juice in one go, and slammed the empty cup on the table.

"No, centaurs can only buy one cup per person!" Chang Zhaowen rubbed his temples with a helpless expression.

"Why are you only restricting the purchase of our centaurs?! Do you know that you are racist in doing this?!" Kentaurus slapped the table angrily, his face flushed, and the two black warriors around him who maintained order in the market were guarding Chang Zhaowen's side like a great enemy, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

"Why are you only restricting the purchase of centaurs? Don't you have any numbers in your own heart?!Look at your people, what have they done?" Chang Zhaowen let out a muffled snort, pointed to the centaurs lying on the ground in front of him, and slapped the table without showing weakness.

Perhaps just like catnip is to cats, this cucumber juice seems to have a special power on centaurs, and the centaurs feel as if they have drunk wine after drinking cucumber juice. The kind of drunken who fell asleep was already considered a good drink among centaurs, and more centaurs were drunk and made a lot of noise, and some of them were even lustful, not only to the group of warblers in the tent, but also to many female guests.

The organizers quickly set up this area as a cordoned off area, and equipped 8 black samurai to maintain order in the market. Heavily armed black warriors lined up outside the door of the Miscellaneous 44 store, exuding a strong evil aura. Those who don't know look from afar and think that some murder has just happened here.

In this way, except for the noisy centaurs, no half of them dared to approach the land of right and wrong. It's no wonder that Chang Zhaowen's face is ugly. Now that the number on his chest has been displayed as 2650, although he doesn't know how much the return transfer fee will need, it shouldn't be a big problem.

But his neighbors have all suffered, and for those who do business, ensuring sufficient customer flow is the top priority, but the operation of Chang Zhaowen's shop has attracted centaurs and black warriors, which directly affects the regular customer flow, which makes Chang Zhaowen very unhappy.

"Not only do I have to limit the purchase of centaurs, but anyone who drinks a little cucumber juice and makes trouble, I will put him on the blacklist and never sell them again!" Although Kentauros was a lot taller than Chang Zhaowen, Chang Zhaowen held his head high, and his momentum far overshadowed the centaur leader.

"Okay, got it, don't get angry yet. Kentaulos, who was known for his short temper, seemed unusually good-tempered this time, and he pulled out the chair in front of him, "Boss Wen, you sit down first, and we can have a good talk." ”

The two black warriors who had already pressed their hands on the weapons on their waists finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their expressions eased, but they didn't expect that it was the centaurs who admitted defeat first, and it seemed that there was no need to let them do it.

Chang Zhaowen unceremoniously sat down opposite Kentauros, his hands clasped over his shoulders, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at the centaur's face. Now, Chang Zhaowen has a thorough understanding of the rules of the game in the Dark Sky Bazaar, and this is pure market supremacy. If there are more goods and fewer buyers, it is a buyer's market, and sellers will choose to whisper to buyers in order to ensure their own survival. And he is now a buyer with few goods, and is in an absolute seller's market, and all the rules are set by him.

The organizers of the Dark Sky Bazaar will spare no effort to maintain order in the venue to ensure that buyers and sellers can trade smoothly.

In the eyes of the organizers, only those who can make money and are willing to spend money are worthy of respect for sellers and buyers, and the lives of others have nothing to do with them.

"Actually, it's not that I'm deliberately targeting you centaurs, it's just that there are always a few black sheep among you, who are always loud, and who always harass and influence other guests after drinking cucumber juice. You see, even the Black Samurai have been recruited, which makes me really embarrassed!" Chang Zhaowen knew that for centaurs, a creature with excessive hormones and a violent personality, all kinds of suppression would only have the opposite effect, and he would directly retreat and pretend to be weak, maybe the effect would be better.

"Uh...... And this kind of thing?" Kentaurus spread his hands and put on a blank look.

Pretend, pretend to me!What kind of virtue are you centaurs, how can you, the leader, not know?!Chang Zhaowen scolded secretly in his heart, but there was still that helpless look on his face: "I'm just an ordinary human being, and I don't have any ambitions, as long as I can go back safely from the Dark Sky Bazaar, I'm thankful, and now that I've caused so much trouble, I don't ......know if this cucumber juice can continue to be sold."

As soon as he heard that the cucumber juice might not be sold, Kentauros was really anxious: "Don't, don't! I will definitely restrain my people when I go back, and I will never let them make trouble here again, but...... Please also ask Boss Wen to understand, we centaurs are naturally natural, and we are always more genuine temperament......"

Chang Zhaowen forcibly controlled his urge to roll his eyes, what is called true temperament, it is obviously a lack of self-control by nature!

But if anyone chooses to offend a big customer in the Dark Sky Bazaar, then whoever has a problem with their brain, and who will have trouble with money? Chang Zhaowen smiled slightly: "Maybe I have a way to solve this problem completely!"

Chang Zhaowen smiled and led Kentaulos to the two cyan tents diagonally opposite the Miscellaneous 44 store, and there were three more round tables with chairs in the open space in front of the tents. A little farther away there was a long table with a number of uniform-sized bottles. Qinglian and Qingzhu, the two sisters, were standing at the long table looking at them nervously.

Chang Zhaowen walked straight to the long table, picked up a bottle, and beckoned to Kentaulos.

"What the hell do you want to do...... centaur is the most impatient creature, Kentaurus stopped before he could finish his impatient complaint, his attention focused on the bottle opened in Chang Zhaowen's hand, the familiar bright green liquid in the porcelain bottle, which was clearly the cucumber juice.

"In the future, you centaurs can send people here to buy bottles that can be taken away, as long as you don't make trouble and don't affect other people, you will no longer be limited to one cup per person. 60 yuan for 1 bottle, welcome to take away!"