Gray Squirrel Clothing Store.

Two sticks of wood in the fireplace, almost to ashes, and Sill, wrapped in an old leather jacket, was dozing off with his leather shoes on the moldy wooden table.

Since the end of September last year, business has been quiet for almost four months.

However, he was not worried that he would go bankrupt.

This was also the case in previous years.

In the winter, only the rats will visit his closet, but it doesn't matter, as long as the winter is over, the streets outside will be crowded with people, and business here will soon be better.

Even a predator who has degenerated into a primitive man will find a pair of pants to wear.

His shop was right on the doorstep of the bazaar, which was the closest to the main entrance of Boulder.

Wasteland visitors who come to this market will be able to see his signboard at a glance.

Clothes that cost two or three chips a piece are the most popular, and even the workers in the factory next door can afford them, and some wastelanders who don't have a lot of money will consider them.

However, most of these clothes are not very particular about their provenance, many of them are taken from dead people, and even bullet holes and cut marks can be found on them, and the cheap ones are not even sewn.

The caravan guards or mercenaries from other places usually had a lot of money, and the leather jackets and jeans that hung on the shelves were for them, some from the garment factories in the industrial area, and some from the tailors' shops.

After all, for these people who travel from south to north, it will be a problem whether they will come here next year, and no one will carry those plastic pieces in their pockets.

Before leaving, they would exchange their chips for cigarettes, for wine, for bullets, or even gold, silver, or the Legion's dinar.

In addition to this, clothes are also a good choice.

As for now?

Winter has just passed, and the streets are full of poor ghosts looking for work, and it is naturally a time for him to recharge his energy when he opens his doors to do business.

Hill was hugging left and right in his dream, but at this moment, the cold wind suddenly swept through the crack in the door, and he woke up with a stirring spirit.

"Welcome to the light...... Pro, are you here to buy clothes? ”

Schill squinted his eyes as he looked carefully at the five men who had come in from outside.

The one who walked at the front was not very old, sixteen or seventeen years old, but he had probably been on the battlefield, he had a gunshot wound on his arm, and his childish face was sharp.

It's nothing, who here hasn't seen a gun?

But the next four people are terrible, they have an aura unique to the Awakened.

It's just that the look of never seeing the world and looking left and right somewhat destroys his stereotype of the awakened.

Seeing that the fire in the fireplace was extinguished, Ye Shi shouted idly.

"Boss, it's time for firewood."

Schill was stunned for a moment, not understanding this dialect that drifted from the countryside.

"What are you talking about?"

The man who walked in front said immediately.

"He said your fireplace was dead."

"I don't need you to remind me, I know...... Firewood doesn't cost money, and it's not outside the city. Schill muttered in annoyance, sat up straight, stared at the person in front of him who could communicate, and said, "You're mercenaries, what are you going to buy?" Coat? Or a leather jacket? Or...... Looking for a bargain? ”

Xu Shun didn't explain, but looked at the few uncles behind him who rolled up their sleeves and stared at VM to watch the "subtitles".

Schill's eyes narrowed slightly, but he recognized the things on these men's arms.

I didn't see it for a moment just now, these people are actually blue coats?

It's a surprise!

Not only did the blue gophers awaken, but they actually put on the clothes of the wastelanders?

Isn't their coat on their bodies?

"We don't buy it, we want to sell it, I heard that we want clothes here?" Fang Chang said a long list of words in his native language in a stumbling human union.

The boss apparently didn't understand.

However, Xu Shun, who often deals with players, understands. Combined with the translation projected on the VM, he immediately smoothed out the grammar of Fang Chang's words and repeated them again.

And after hearing this, Schill immediately frowned.

"Sell?"

"What are you selling clothes to do here, isn't there a store next door that collects used clothes?"

Seeing that these people were not customers, Schill's expression instantly turned cold, and he became impatient at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

The dead man's clothes were weighed wholesale, and he didn't have a scale here.

"The price given there is too low, and we all agree that it is an insult to the art!" Xu Shun skillfully relayed Fang Chang's words, and this time even the indignant tone was imitated.

Schill sneered, and said that a group of hillbillies from outside could understand what art was.

I wanted to sneer at them and blast them out, but he suddenly thought of the VM that those people were carrying, and pressed this idea again.

Blue coat.

They're blue coats.

Schill's eyes rolled.

It's no secret that the people outside of Boulder are hillbillies.

But that doesn't include the big merchants from the Cloud Provinces, or the blue coats in the vaults.

Although the latter is a little stupid, any "civilized person" has to admit that they are a group of lucky people who were born in heaven.

Holding out a crumpled hand, Schill pulled open the drawer and took out his brass glasses from them and hung them on the bridge of his nose.

"I'll see."

Xu Shun looked at Fang Chang, who took his eyes off the intermittent subtitles, and immediately took the package in his hand and handed it to the most reliable NPC.

Xu Shun walked to the counter and placed the package on the table.

"Look at how much money you can give."

Unwrapping the package, Schill reached out and touched inside, and an expression of interest suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Devil's Silk?!"

It turns out that the batch of goods that appeared on the market a few days ago was sold by these people in front of them?

He had heard that the ten rolls of cloth had just appeared at the Outpost, and they had been divided among a group of quick-eyed men.

In the end, he didn't know who the devil's cloth went to, but many tailors were asking where the delicate cloth came from.

Soon, though, the excitement in his eyes dimmed.

"Already made into clothes? Is it all of that? Don't have that bundle of cloth? ”

Xu Shun: "That's all. ”

"It's a pity." With a regretful look on his face, Schill sighed, "What a waste of good things." ”

Xu Shun frowned.

"Isn't it okay to have already made clothes?"

"No matter how good the fabric is, it has to be used in the right place," Schill shook his head, "yes, devil silk is rare and strong, whether it is used to make expensive clothes, or to make ropes or protective gear, it is a good material, but ......"

As he spoke, Schill reached out and pulled out a piece of clothing from the package, and shook it in front of Xu Shun speechlessly.

"Can you explain to me what it is?"

The white and silky texture, the skirt and cuffs are carefully carved texture, and there is indeed an indescribable sense of dignity when it looks like it.

However, the problem is that the dress is only in the front, the back is only symbolically sewn, and there are only a few ribbons on the back.

The skirt is long enough, but does it make sense?

Xu Shun was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, the players behind him who were reading the subtitles had already begun to shout angrily.

"Damn! This bun doesn't know the goods! ”

"That's it! Such a beautiful long dress! ”

"Hey, I've always dreamed of seeing a crow wear a ......"

"Don't think about it, even the tail can't be."

Gown???

Xu Shun replied stubbornly.

"This is a dress ......"

"There's too much leakage in the back! Just a few ropes, what's the difference between that and not wearing them? Schill sneered and said, "The nobles of the inner city don't like such revealing clothes, it will make them feel embarrassed at the party!" ”

Xu Shun's expression was a little subtle.

Frankly.

He also felt that the clothes were a bit exposed.

Only the front one, can you really completely cover the upper body?

Not questioning the tastes of the Vault dwellers, he just thought it would be perfect if he could cut off the skirt and sew it onto the back......

"It may be a cultural difference," Fang Chang touched his chin and thought for a moment with a frown, "I feel that the atmosphere in the outer city is still relatively open, but maybe the people in the inner city will be more conservative." ”

Tempest came up with a conjecture.

"Maybe it's the people in the inner city who want to show the difference from the outer city?"

Fang Chang: "Maybe." ”

Yashi sighed.

"Hey, Miss Fujito's teacher is not good."

Lao Bai: "Speaking of this dress...... It didn't sell in the outpost, did it? ”

He hadn't even seen anyone walk through the outpost.

Tempest thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Indeed, I remember that this dress has been hanging in the vine hut for a while. ”

This game can't be registered, and you can't change your gender, and everyone knows each other online, so it's unexpectedly reserved in the game.

Switch to another game......

I'm afraid I'm already wearing the big man's body.

Night Ten: "Maybe it's too cold?" It's really not appropriate to wear this stuff in the winter. ”

Tempest: "There's heating in the shelter, do you think that makes sense?" ”

Night Ten: "Uh, okay. ”

Fang Chang sighed.

"It's good, now that the most promising seeded players have been eliminated, and ignoring the unreliable stuff, we have four cards left...... Uh, three cards. ”

It seems that there is a reason why this dress can't be sold, and even the shame of the players can't accept it, and it's understandable that the NPC can't accept it.

It's a pity.

I hope Miss Fujito won't be depressed.

Just as Yashi was pondering how to tell Fuji Teng the bad news, the boss sitting behind the counter suddenly burst out of his mouth with another sentence.

"What is this thing?"

Glove?

Schill muttered as she pulled a white stocking out of the package.

After studying it for a while, I probably hadn't seen such a long and straight sock, so I rolled up my sleeves and put them directly on my furry arms.

The four little players in the clothing store saw it and almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"it!"

"Lao Tzu's eyes!"

"Tell him quickly," Fang Chang hurriedly pulled Xu Shun, his tone was so excited that he almost didn't shout, "That thing is a sock." ”

Xu Shun was slightly stunned, and hurriedly relayed Fang Chang's words.

"Socks?"

Schill was stunned for a moment, muttering and lowering his head to take off his shoes, and the four little players couldn't take it anymore and rushed up and snatched the thing from his hand.

"Get out!"

"Don't buy it, don't touch it!"

"That's it! You're tarnishing art! ”

“？？？”

Schill's face was full of question marks, and he scratched his head, wondering why these people had reacted so much because he hadn't done anything.

What a bunch of rude guys!

Xu Shun was embarrassed with his toes, eager to pick out the four bedrooms and one living room on the ground.

To be honest, he was also confused, and this time there was a VM assist, and he didn't know how to translate it.

The manager is on top!

Please, someone else will do the job.

He'd rather fight with marauders with bayonets in the trenches, fight mutants behind bunkers, and really don't want to be a translator!

"Let's go, there's no one we're looking for."

"It's time to end this dumb riddle, stupid NPC."

"Yes, it's a waste of time!"

Ye Shi tied up the package and threw it into Fang Chang's hand, who threw it neatly on his shoulder, turned his head and walked out the door.

Seeing that several players were leaving, Xu Shun breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that it was finally over, and hurriedly followed.

"Wait a minute."

Seeing that they were about to put away their things and leave, Schill hurriedly stopped them.

The group stopped.

Seeing five pairs of eyes looking over, Schill coughed lightly and spoke.

"Well, since you've gone next door and asked, no one wants this...... Uh, artwork, why don't you put it on consignment with me? ”

Xu Shun: "Consignment? ”

"That's right," Schill nodded, "write your own price and hang it on the shelves or windows at the door." ”

"If it sells, I'll only take 20%, and if it doesn't, you can just take it before you leave here."

After all, it's something made of devil's silk, and it's a rare commodity of blue coats, although the material is wasted, but the value is still there.

What if it is sold?

Schill isn't the kind of person who doesn't get into it.

Anyway, there is no business now, and it is idle to be idle, and it is good to make a gimmick in the window.

And if these people forget to consign what they have on their place when they leave, then they will belong to him.

This happens all the time.

There was a mercenary who consigned Dead Claw Skins to him before, and he was still an Awakened One, saying that he had been hanging here for a week, but he waited for several months and no one came back.

After learning from the other mercenaries that the guy was dead, Ciel happily bought the dead claw skin to the big boss in the inner city.

Leather shoes made of dead claw leather are the most popular in the inner city, not only for comfort and durability, but most importantly, for their strength.

Xu Shun didn't think about it so much, just stared at him.

"How can we trust you?"

"Friend, this is Boulder City, it's not the same as outside! The agreement signed in black and white, as long as it does not leave the wall, anyone has to recognize it. And my store is here, can I still run away? Schill swore solemnly, "You four awakened people, are you afraid of me as an ordinary person?" ”

Sounds like it makes sense.

Xu Shun looked at the four players behind him.

The four young players discussed and finally reached a consensus.

A dead horse is a live horse doctor, and it is better to try than not to try.

Fang Chang stepped forward, took out the evening dress that leaked the most, put it on the table, stretched out his fist and knocked it.

"Five hundred!"

Ye Shi also leaned over, rummaged through the package for a while, and accurately pulled out the white over-the-knee socks that this guy had put on his hand before.

Putting together a pair, he threw it on the table with a look of disgust.

"One hundred! No, fifty! ”

Schill: "......"

How much do you sell?

It's too hard to communicate with these guys.

Impatiently, Schill tore a piece of paper from a nearby ledger, tore it in half, and wrote down the numbers on it.

"Five hundred clothes that leak the wind, and a hundred socks that can be worn as pants...... Alright, leave me an address, I need to know at least which hotel you're staying in. ”

Xu Shun stepped forward and left an address, signed the note, and didn't want to waste time here, so he hurriedly pulled the players out of here.

"Can you sell this rag for 500? 100 for a broken sock? ”

"I'm really crazy about money!"

Watching the backs of the men disappear into the doorway, Schill sneered, but got up from his chair anyway, walked to the window, and hung his things up.

Labeled with the price, he then placed a small blackboard beside him in a regular manner, and wrote on it—

【…… The unique Devil's Silk weaving process, from the mysterious Vault technology, is the only one of its kind in Boulder City, and this is a one-of-a-kind work of art. 】

Get!

Schill took two steps back, read the words on the sign, and nodded in satisfaction.

Although the communication with those blue coats is not pleasant, people can't always get along with the chips, do they?

As long as he can switch to those colorful plastic pieces, he is willing to do even the business of the nibder!

……

Get out of the store.

Night Ten looked at his teammates beside him.

"Is it reliable to let that guy buy something for us?"

Fang Chang shrugged.

"There's no way, you can only sell it with your mouth like a monkey."

Night Ten is not happy.

"Gan! Are you embarrassed to say to me, if you don't have two sentences of Chinese in the Renlian language, do you make people confused? ”

Fang Chang glanced at him.

"Come on, your dad can say at least two words, what about you? I can't even recognize the numbers! ”

"Why do I have to take the fourth level, how can I have time to learn this thing?"

"The dish is over, learn from Brother Guang, and never make excuses."

“@#%！”

Tempest: "......"

Listening to the quarrel of his teammates, Lao Bai looked at the sky and sighed.

"Hey, this game is so hard......"

He didn't understand it at all.

It's definitely a matter of intellectual attributes!

Xu Shun silently followed behind the four.

Although he had learned the language of the Vault carefully, he had learned a few words and phrases.

These people speak so fast that they can't really hear what they're talking about without the help of a teleprompter, and sometimes VMs don't even know how to translate.

But......

The atmosphere was friendly, and although it was loud, it didn't look like a fight.

Listening to Fang Chang and Ye Eleven arguing, the wind suddenly interjected a sentence.

"Wouldn't 500 be too expensive? The average salary here is less than 100 a month, right? ”

The daily salary of the job is 2~3, and it is more than 90 a month, and some engineers can earn ten times or even a hundred times the number, but the number is scarce like a giant panda.

"You don't understand, even if you sell it for 50, those ordinary people can't afford it," Fang Chang said slowly, "In that case, why don't you just sell it more expensive?" Those who can afford it will naturally buy it, and those who can't afford it will not buy it even if you discount it. ”

The three of them looked at each other.

it?

Sounds like a bit of a point!

But the tone of this guy's speech, did he learn from mosquitoes?

It's getting more and more like a profiteer......

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(Before 12 o'clock in the next chapter)