"Can you still make it?" Jayston's mobile phone came from hard Chinese, and Feng Xue, who looked tired, immediately shook her head, then raised a finger and said the Yanguo dialect with a strong accent that even Google Niang couldn't recognize.

Feng Xue didn't speak Mandarin, and even his Mandarin was much more standard than dialects, but he knew very well that the more difficult it was for him to communicate, the more relieved Jeston would be.

It's the same as when he never mentioned that he wanted to learn English.

Seeing Feng Xue shaking his head so hard, Jeston was a little anxious for a while, it was as if getting a chicken that could lay golden eggs was of course very excited, but when you don't know how long it will take for this chicken to lay eggs, you will inevitably get nervous.

He tried to communicate with Feng Xue using Google Niang, but Feng Xue repeatedly said some strange phrases in dialect, and at the same time kept rummaging through the flashcards, and found that there was no suitable one, so he began to pick up the dictionary and start rummaging.

Seeing that he was also in a hurry, Jayston could roughly guess that there should be some kind of production limit, so he adjusted the question and said:

"How long are you going to prepare to do it again?"

Although it was still a blunt machine translation, there was no ambiguity, Feng Xue raised a finger, pointed to his head again, and finally took out a card with "price" written on it from the word card, and then took out a "rest" and a "accumulation".

"You need to rest yourself, and you have to accumulate some kind of cost?"

Jayston thought about it for a while and came up with such a result, and Feng Xue listened to the messy machine translation and also gave a positive answer.

"At what cost?"

Hearing this sentence that could be understood even if there was no machine translation, Feng Xue pressed down the thought of "all this" and took out a card with "food" written on it.

"Food? Do you need to eat to recover? Ordinary food is fine? Jeston looked at Feng Xue in disbelief, as if he had seen a hen that could lay golden eggs as long as it ate ordinary feed......

……

"Jeston, give him to me and you'll get what you want." Seeing Feng Xue being taken away by the jailers, Fran admonished his partner with a gloomy face, but Jaston didn't pay any attention to Fran at this time, he played with the not-so-big crystal in his hand, as if thinking about how much profit this little cutie could bring him.

However, Fran's chatter still disturbed his nature after all, and he held the crystal for the time being, turned his head, and looked at Fran solemnly:

"My old fellow, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, but remember, I'm the boss!"

"But all demons are harmful! You'll regret letting him go like that! ”

"That's why I'm still putting that money printing machine in jail now! Oh shit, why didn't I learn from those peers to get a private room for the rich! Jaston responded to Fran with a pompous gesture, and Fran twitched his remaining eyelids and immediately turned his wheelchair around and prepared to leave.

Jayston didn't care about this, he held the glowing crystal high, admired the not-so-wonderful structure inside to the light, and then shook his head as if he had just reacted:

"But old man, you're right."

"Squeak-" The wheelchair's motor made a soft sound, and Fran paused to leave, but then, Jayton said with a smile:

"Now I've got to go get this little baby a check-up, well, at least make sure it's safe, right?"

"Humph!"

Fran's figure disappeared into the room, but Jaston restrained his smile and beckoned to the bodyguard beside him:

"You take two people to keep an eye on the point, except for the 'family', anyone who comes close to Mr. Han Meimei must stop him, no matter who it is, you know what I mean."

"Okay, boss." The bodyguard nodded with a "I understand" look and turned to leave, while Jayston smiled again and continued to admire his baby-

Of course, as he said, even magical items must be tested before they can be safely sold, and he, or his family, happens to know a channel that specializes in identifying the dangers of these things.

……

Under the guidance of the jailers, Feng Xue returned to the cell, and as he thought, the guards did not remove his handcuffs and leg irons.

However, under Feng Xue's simple word exchange, he gave him a few towels and a thin quilt.

He wrapped the shackles and handcuffs around the towel so that the parts that came into contact with his wrists would not cause damage, and then he sat on the edge of the bed with a blanket and a dictionary in his hand, flipping through the pages and scribbling down the useful words he saw.

In the eyes of the jailers and monitors, he was indeed doing this, but in fact, Feng Xue was looking at the [Money Printing Machine] label that seemed to be a cheat.

Then he found that this thing was not only looking at the cheater, but actually useless, and the only knowledge he could get from this label was what kind of force he used to hit the lead plate to make the money more beautiful.

However, in addition to knowledge, the label has another value, that is, the label it has.

After ignoring the elements that are meaningless to the living, such as [props] and [electrical appliances], two elements caught Feng Xue's attention, one was [Manufacturing] and the other was [Treasure].

Needless to say, the [Manufacturing] element is just existing, which can make Feng Xue comprehensively improve in production operations, whether it is accuracy, efficiency, or stability, it will be increased, and the [Treasure] element is more interesting-

It increases the senses of others.

To put it simply, it is to make Feng Xue popular.

However, it is a pity that the label given by the real person is not too strong because of the problem of cognitive strength, just as the chef label given by Chen Xiyao to him can only make him "not unpalatable" in any dish, and the improvement of these two elements is also quite subtle.

But Feng Xue knows very well that whether it is strong or not is one thing, and whether it is strong or not is another.

As Lao Li said, the label is the basis for [nothing] to be recognized, only when the label increases, it is easier to be locked, at least after having the label of [money printing machine], all those who have the impression of Feng Xue that "this is a money printing machine" can provide him with [knowledge].

This thing is much easier to brush than the [Chef] label!

Anyway, as long as Feng Xue creates a few more phantom objects, those bodyguards around Jeston may also become his strength.

"But the [knowledge] provided by one or two people is really limited, and that guy doesn't look like a stupid person who would make a big deal about my existence, so it looks like he still has to run for his life...... However, looking at Fran's appearance, maybe he can swipe a label like "enemy"? ”

Just when Feng Xue was thinking about how much benefit she could get from this cell, there was a sudden knocking sound at the door.

When he looked up, he saw a slightly familiar jailer holding a plate containing the most common civilian food in the United States—

Fried chicken.