Interstellar boss, she doesn't talk about martial arts

Chapter 936: It’s hard to find (first update, please vote for me)

Lao Mo continued: "Medium-sized silver family coins are used as salaries for senior officials in the royal city here."

"Ordinary people have only seen small silver family coins and medium-sized silver family coins at most, but they have never seen them before!"

"There are no medium-sized silver clan coins in circulation on the market."

"Girl, you received a medium-sized silver clan coin on your first day here. You are so lucky!"

"Because this kind of thing is hard to come by!"

After speaking, Lao Mo put the money box into Xia Chujian's hand and said, "Then I'll trouble you, girl."

Xia Chujian smiled and nodded, helping Lao Mo collect the money.

There are many people queuing up in front of Lao Mo's butcher shop, and he usually relies on Lao Mo to sell meat and collect money.

His hands are very accurate. He cuts the meat directly with a knife as much as the customer wants. Most of the time, he does not use a scale and the weight is accurate.

Then put the chopped meat on a hanging scale for review, and then charge based on the weight.

Xia Chujian collects money very neatly. He can write down the amount of money subconsciously without any assistance or thinking.

The two of them cooperated tacitly, and the people lining up in front of the butcher shop left one by one carrying their own meat.

Not long after, a man in shorts with his arms open smiled and handed Xia Chujian a handful of tin coins, and then said to Old Mo: "Old Mo, give me two kilograms of grass pork!"

One pound of grass-fed pork costs ten tin coins, and two pounds equals twenty tin coins.

But when Xia Chu saw the tin coins in his hand, there were only eleven, a total of nine missing.

If there were only one or two missing, she could still turn a blind eye, but if there were nine missing, it would be outrageous.

You can’t pluck wool like this!

Xia Chujian shook his head at Lao Mo and showed the money in his hand to Lao Mo, indicating that the money was insufficient.

When the man saw it, he immediately put his hands on his hips and said sternly, "I clearly gave you twenty tin coins!"

"What's wrong with you girl? You're greedy for my money in front of me!"

Xia Chu saw that he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wished he could give this guy a bullet!

Lao Mo's smiling face suddenly fell. The short and thick machete hit the chopping board with a thud, and he sternly said to the man: "Get out! I, Lao Mo, will never do your business from now on!"

"I will never sell my meat to you again!"

Xia Chujian hurriedly returned the eleven tin relatives to the man.

The man also became angry and said to Old Mo: "Old Mo, I am your regular customer!"

"There are so many butcher shops in the entire royal city, but I only buy meat from you. Is this how you treat us, our old customers for many years?!"

Lao Mo sneered and said, "Thank you! You only buy meat from me, isn't it because you can get a bigger advantage from me?!"

"You give me less money every time you come here! Once you buy meat, I lose money every time!"

"From now on, go to whichever house you fall in love with!"

"I'm not waiting!"

"roll!"

The man's face turned red and white after being scolded by Lao Mo.

He looked back at the crowd around him, hoping to find someone to support him.

As a result, those people pointed at him and laughed at him.

Some people say: "This is the virtue of old money. If you don't take advantage of it for a day, you will feel uncomfortable all over!"

"That's right! Old Mo is also kind-hearted and easy to talk to. Otherwise... I would have told him to get lost!"

"Who doesn't know that the meat from Lao Mo Butcher Shop is the freshest and the best!"

“The price is fair!”

"That goes without saying! It's not like you don't know that the meat in Lao Mo Butcher's Shop never stays overnight."

"The unsold meat was given directly to the poor who were sick and couldn't afford meat, but still wanted a bite of meat..."

"Old Mo is a kind-hearted person!"

"Having a kind-hearted person lose his temper like this really makes Lao Mo very angry!"

"That's right! It's not good for old money to mess with anyone, but he has to mess with other girls!"

"...If he said someone else's girl stole money, if he said it was my girl, I would just chop him up with a knife!"

Everyone talked so much that the man left in despair.

Xia Chujian pricked up his ears and listened to everyone's gossip attentively. His understanding of Lao Mo gradually became richer.

After this incident, the customers in line never had such trouble again.

Lao Mo's hands were accurate, and Xia Chujian collected the money quickly. The two of them cooperated, and soon, all the meat on the chopping board was sold out.

After a long time, Lao Mo discovered that business was surprisingly good today. Not only were the leftovers not sold, but even the scraps were bought.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel and felt extremely good.

He was about to let Xia Chujian go in first so that he could clean up the meat stall, but he saw an eleven or twelve year old boy running over.

He looked at Lao Mo's bare meat stall and said disappointedly: "Uncle Mo, did you sell any leftover meat today? You can also use scraps!"

"My mother is sick and just wants to drink some broth..."

Lao Mo shook his head in embarrassment and said, "Unfortunately today, even the scraps are sold out."

The young man stared at the chopping board with wide eyes, and suddenly said: "...Can you let me scratch your chopping board? I can even scrape off some meat residue..."

Old Mo said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"My chopping board is made of iron crosswood! No knife can cut it!"

"Don't talk about meat dregs, there won't even be a little bit of meat star!"

The young man pursed his lips and was about to cry.

However, Lao Mo turned around and waved to Xia Chujian, asking her to come over. He took ten tin coins from the money box, handed them to the young man, and said, "Little friend, take it to the stall over there and buy a pound for your mother." Grass-fed pork, go back and eat more!”

The young man named Xiaopeng was overjoyed. He held ten tin coins, bowed to Old Mo, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, Uncle Mo! Thank you, Uncle Mo!"

"When I make money, I will return it to you immediately!" Then he turned around and ran to a meat stall elsewhere to buy meat.

Xia Chujian saw it in his eyes, and his understanding of Lao Mo gained another level.

Only then did Lao Mo begin to clear away the chopping boards.

He pulled down the baffles around the chopping board, and the entire meat stall was immediately closed, completely separated from the street outside.

Lao Mo took Xia Chujian back to his room on the second floor at the back.

Xia Chujian gave him the money box and asked him to count it.

Lao Mo put the money box aside nonchalantly and said, "There's no need to be so outspoken."

"I can rest assured that you are doing the work, no need to order."

Xia Chujian smiled but didn't insist.

Anyway, she was collecting money right under Lao Mo's nose, so it was impossible for her to do anything. It didn't matter if Lao Mo wasn't clear about it.

Lao Mo said: "You came to Wangcheng today for something?"

"Where are A Ce and Xiao Mo? Are they okay?"

Xia Chujian felt that she had a lot to say to Lao Mo.

It was too tiring to just rely on her hands to gesture.

She finally gestured and asked Lao Mo if there was anything here that could be written on.

After looking at it for a long time, Lao Mo realized that Xia Chujian was something he wanted to write on.

He scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I rarely write. There is nothing to write on here."

"Otherwise, I'll close the stall early today, I'll take you to lunch, and then go to the grocery street and buy you a writing board, as well as an ink slate pen and a small eraser, so you can write."

Xia Chujian nodded happily.

Very good!
With a small slate and a slate pen, she could write.

……

Lao Mo went to the back room, changed his clothes, and came out. He took Xia Chujian away from the street selling meat, and walked three streets forward to the restaurant street near the central area of ​​​​Wangcheng.

The restaurant street can actually be regarded as an area adjacent to the North District and the Central District.

Because its north side borders the North District.

To the east, another half of the place is only separated by one street from the central area where the Black Tower is located.

Xia Chujian followed Lao Mo curiously and looked at this restaurant street.

There are all kinds of restaurants on both sides of the streets here.

There are high-end restaurants with large and luxurious facades. The people who come here are either rich or noble, and almost all of them are not alone.

They often come here to eat with their coachmen or drivers, as well as some subordinates and servants.

So these places have a side entrance that leads to the parking lot in the back.

Parked there were carriages pulled by tall horses or a few cars.

Xia Chujian could only see a clue from the crack in the half-open door.

Lao Mo introduced her and said, "Have you seen those cars?"

"No matter how rich the average person is, they can't buy a car. Only the officers of the Royal City Legion and the senior officials under the King of the Royal City can buy cars."

Xia Chujian was very curious.

Cars here are actually a symbol of privilege.

Are there cars and gasoline?

Xia Chujian didn't even know how to sign for gasoline. After trying hard for a long time, Lao Mo didn't even understand.

She had to give up.

But Lao Mo later talked about this matter himself.

"I heard those cars were shipped from far away," he said.

"We also need to use a special kind of ore to make the power system."

"The Black Tower in the Royal City has a special energy department that controls this special ore."

"So even if an average person can find a way to buy a car, they won't be able to drive it without that special ore."

"This special ore is only supplied by the royal city to high-ranking military officials and high-ranking officials under the king's command."

"So only they can open it."

Xia Chujian nodded, thinking that if he had a chance, he would check out what this special ore was.

Why do the cars here not use gasoline, but only use a special ore as the power system...

Along the way, she also saw mid-range restaurants with their own flavors.

Most of them have a medium-sized facade with four or five dining tables inside, where people can dine in.

Then there are the very small restaurants, which are too small to accommodate any tables and chairs. They can only serve takeout, or put a few tables and chairs in the open space at the door for people to sit and eat.

It was such a very small restaurant that Lao Mo took Xia Chujian to.

Only a husband and wife run it.

Inside the shop is the cooking area. There is a pergola at the door and a small dining table under the pergola.

Lao Mo walked over and said with a smile: "Lao Jin, you see, if I don't come, no one will take care of your business!"

The restaurant owner named Lao Jin laughed and cursed: "Get out! If you don't come, my business will be better!"

Lao Mo laughed loudly and said, "Stop trying to be fat and pretending to be fat! Which one of us is following the other!"

With that said, he waved to Xia Chu and said, "Come, let's get to know Lao Jin."

"Lao Jin, this is my daughter's best friend!"

Lao Jin said: "Turns out he is Xiao Mo's friend! No problem, I will take care of your food today."

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