After the young man in front of him said this, the stall owner sighed slightly and pushed the treasure box in front of the young man.

His intention in doing this is actually very simple, bizarre sweets can be said to be contraband, but even if it is contraband, there are still people who dare to take the risk and take responsibility to secretly manufacture and sell it.

As long as they don't do their business too ostentatiously and don't break the rules set by the association, the possibility of an accident is relatively small, and it can even be said that even if the police see someone selling exotic sweets on the street, they will not be too willing.

There have also been traces of exotic sweets in other markets, and even in the big auction halls, there are records of exotic sweets being traded, and if you add these to the police, it would be a big fuss.

Small fights can be forgiven or pretended not to have happened, but once a stable and prosperous social order is disrupted, the police can only deal with the situation impartially and make every effort to arrest these traders who violate their will.

"Young man, I think I have a fate with you, and this strange sweet is a gift to you." The green-haired boy opened his mouth and uttered a puzzling sentence.

"Why, don't you want to make money with it?"

Xuan Hui knows even more that a recipe like a strange sweet in the hands of a few people can be sold to the sky, and now, a strange sweet is directly given to himself, which still makes him feel very uneasy.

Because no matter what, when someone starts giving you something, be careful.

His parents once said to him that things that can be settled with money should sometimes never owe favors to others.

Once you owe a favor, sometimes you have to gamble with your life to pay it back.

What my parents said is really a wise saying, and I have seen the world as soon as I hear it.

Xuan Hui hurriedly turned a deaf ear to the strange sweets sent to the door, and the green hair was slightly stunned, but immediately, he put back the treasure box containing the strange sweets, turned around and cleaned up the stall, and put today's unsatisfactory income back into the money bag in his pocket.

It's hard to make money now, even if it's selling Pokéballs.

An ordinary two hundred yuan is just a profit of a few cents.

The more Pokéballs have good performance, but the price is also very expensive, and the more profitable you can be.

But even so, the trainer who bought it would never go to the booth to buy that kind of cheap Pokéball ball.

They think it's an insult to their Pokémon, and that their favorite Pokémon should live in clean, expensive Pokéballs, and cheap ones honestly can't satisfy high-end trainers.

"Just because I'm very optimistic about you, don't say that, if you believe me, come with me to a place." The green-haired boy said.

"Where to go." Xuan Hui became vigilant.

"Well, don't worry, how about going to my house and letting me go on a trip with you?" The green-haired boy said clearly.

"Hmm..." Xuan Hui hesitated for a moment, shook his head suddenly, resolutely disagreed, and refused: "No, I'm poor, and the team can't support a teammate." ”

"Who wants you to support Thio, brother has money, and he can also sell medicine while traveling to support himself." Brother Yao showed off and took out his black credit card that symbolized his status and was bordered with gold leaf and edges.

Local tyrants use credit cards, but discerning people know that minors are not allowed to use credit cards.

However, if it is a supplementary card that his parents agree to use and give him, it is a different matter, he has already made such a generous move at a young age, and he still sells fake drugs on the street?

What is the number of roads? Xuan Hui was a little confused.

He spoke silently, and then said, "You are so rich, you still need to sell fake medicines?" ”

"Call me Brother Yao." Brother Yao said with a smile.

"There's a medicine brother."

Xuan Hui symbolically shouted at him, but he didn't suffer a loss by shouting.

"Where are fake medicines, I have medicine, brother never sells fake medicines, these are real medicines." There is a medicine brother who is busy arguing.

"Well, whatever." Xuan Hui didn't want to explain more, so he glanced at him and snorted, "By the way, what are you asking me to do at your house." ”

"Hmph, you'll know when you go, follow me."

Brother Youyao took a deep breath and stood up slightly.

With a huge black cloth bag pressed on his shoulder, he walked first without saying a word.

With Brother Yao leading the way, Xuan Hui didn't think much about following closely behind.

If he had put it in the past, he might not have paid attention to this kind of person, but when he found out that Brother Yao was looking at him, the kind of sincere kindness he exuded was definitely not something that ordinary people could disguise.

Xuan Hui is actually very naïve, maybe he will think that Brother Yao will use it to buy his medicine, but he never expected that he would evaluate Brother Yao's method of doing business.

Brother Yao made an alternative decision, and he promised not to accept a penny.

Give him the bizarre sweets, and also make a proposal to travel in a group.

This was a result that he could not have imagined, and would travel with his companions.

Companions should not exist for him, and Xuan Hui can feel isolated from almost everyone.

Even if it's an older aunt who is easier to get along with.

I feel tired all day with him.

Naturally, people his age would find him boring, perhaps because he was too lonely.

He will choose to sit in a crowded place and be in a daze when he has nothing to do, because otherwise, he will feel more lonely.

Someone offered to team up with him, and he still felt very happy.

It was this kind of thought that he wanted to try to be friends with Brother Youyao.

Although I don't know how Brother Yao will treat him, even if he is only a friend for a few minutes.

When we arrived at our destination, we didn't know what would happen.

So, even if he gets injured again, he doesn't care.

A few more scars from the wounds in my heart, and I will never feel pain again.

He was numb.

Not long after walking, the surrounding environment was filled with tall bushes.

After passing through a patch of grass, a huge castle-like structure soon appeared on the mountainside not far away.

Grandiose, black castle.

That's the home of Brother Yao.

Brother Youyao didn't take it seriously, he held his mouth and didn't say anything all the way, raised his head, straightened his waist and continued to walk.

The most I say is nothing more than go quickly, it's not good when it's dark.

Silently followed all the way up the mountain, and finally came to the main gate of the black castle and stopped.

Step into the Black Castle.

White marble walls, black and white tiled floors, and white screens with fleur-de-lis.

Compared with the feeling of the outer part of the castle, the interior style is obviously warmer, giving people a very comfortable and intimate feeling.

It is not difficult to imagine that the owner who lived in it must have been a wealthy businessman who knew how to live.