In other words, the Star Police Station is really poor and panicked, and they can't even afford some food, so they are really poor. Uncle Black Cat complained silently in his heart.

Star Police Station: "......"

Six meals a day, six bowls of one meal, and all kinds of small snacks, so that the weight of an orc who was originally only one hundred and ten pounds soared to one hundred and eighteen, who can provide it?

The crowd at the Star Police Station vomited fragrantly.

"Make money?" The book seller snorted, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Don't all of your so-called serious CDs have been collected by the star police, and you can't even do your old job after you come out, who is the so-called money-making in this broken straw mat, and people are sitting here to ask for food? With your current physique, no one will believe you if you ask for food? Comparatively, I think you'd better go back to the Star Police Station and stay there. ”

Uncle Black Cat's face was red from the hawker's words, "I'm ...... I'm not asking for food, I'm not asking for food, it's a fortune teller, okay, a fortune teller! Don't look down on this industry, my ancestors made a fortune from this, which is definitely more than selling CDs before! ”

If it weren't for the fact that life was forcing him, then he wouldn't have treated this industry as a business for eating. In the past, others asked him to tell fortunes with a lot of money, but he didn't count it, but now he calculates it at such a cheap price, and if he calculates it, he will make good money.

"Also, the Star Police Station, I won't go in again." At least I have to earn enough money for food and live in the open!

"Okay, okay, you earn more, you earn more, I'll watch how you rely on this fortune telling to make a lot of money."

The book-selling vendor didn't continue to say anything, and the old cat's unreliable problem was not a day or two, and he used to fool all kinds of lions into buying pirated CDs, and now he put a broken straw mat to do some kind of fortune telling, which is even more unreliable.

Forget it, forget it, if the old cat wants to pose, let him play, anyway, there shouldn't be such stupid people to come and be fooled, it's a big deal that he will help him when the time comes, and he won't be left without food.

"Boss, are there any ancient books about ancient food culture?" An Xing came forward to ask.

It stands to reason that he will not buy anything from this kind of roadside vendor, but when he thinks of his lost sister, he feels uncomfortable in his heart, and just when he sees this stall selling ancient books, he thinks that his sister will definitely like it, so he wants to buy some back to make up for the guilt in his heart.

"Yes, yes, I have all kinds of ancient books here, these are all books about ancient food culture, and there are several out-of-print recipes in them, you see, which ones do you like? Pick?"

finally came to a business, and the book seller was very active in putting out his things, and even took out some pressure box bottoms for An Xing to see.

"You don't have to pick, wrap them all up for me, how many star coins are in total, you can swipe the card directly." An Xing didn't have the heart to look carefully, so with a wave of his hand, he asked for it all directly.

"Got it? Okay, okay, then I'll wrap it all up for you, a total of 3,000 star coins, please wait here for a while, I'll wrap it for you. The book seller quickly packed the books for An Xing.

Uncle Black Cat, who was squinting on the side, secretly opened his eyes and glanced at An Xing, then immediately straightened his back, cheered up and put on a meditation posture, and said, "Young man, are there any important people in your family who are missing?"