Unscrupulous profiteer

() The sun sank below the horizon, and the sky was covered in darkness. When everyone finished their day's work and went back to their homes, Zheng Jing also returned to the school dormitory.

The buddies in the dormitory probably went to the Internet again all night, and they probably won't come back tonight. Zheng Jing is not in the mood to care about it now.

Riding that old bicycle in the heat for more than two hours, Zheng Jing almost went around all the famous restaurants and snack streets in the vicinity, and spent all his money. He himself has never eaten so much in his life. Good things, but these still failed to meet Pierre's picky requirements.

The excitement and excitement of becoming a plane merchant just now are gone. Zheng Jing thought that whatever he picked up around him could be sold as a treasure in other worlds, but the ruthless reality gave him a blow.

"Host, you still have 21 hours left." The unreliable terminal reminded Zheng Jing again with an untimely reminder.

"I can only try my luck tomorrow, alas." Zheng Jing sighed, the shops are closed at night, it is impossible for him to collect goods, and after tonight, only half of the stipulated 24 hours are left.

"If I'm still alive at this time tomorrow, can you change the blunt title of 'host'? I hope you call me master, or dog Xiujin sama, and the voice should be changed to that of a cute girl, Be a little more tactful, a little more seductive."

"Sorry, the system does not provide the function of changing the title for the time being." The terminal replied solemnly.

Zheng Jing's mood improved a lot after flirting with the terminal that made him suffer during the day. He boiled a pot of water and took out today's dinner from the cabinet—instant noodles. Lie down directly on the bed.

The body modification mentioned by the plane terminal is really useful. In the past, Zheng Jing couldn't imagine what he would be like after such a busy meal under the scorching sun, but now, apart from sweating and thirsty, He didn't feel obviously tired, but although his body resisted the pressure, the tiredness in his heart still made him lie on the bed and didn't even want to move his fingers.

Opening up the contact with Pierre again, Zheng Jing intends to inquire about the food requirements of the alien foodie.

Pierre said in a regretful tone: "I think Mr. Zheng Jing, you underestimated this deal, and I blamed me for not explaining it clearly, because it is impossible to produce food, and now the vast majority of human beings in our world rely on nutrient solution to directly ingest their bodies. essential nutrients to survive, and this has been the case for hundreds of years.

To be clear, eating with your mouth here is just a luxury of the upper class. They eat not just for the simple purpose of filling their stomachs. They want to prove that they are different from the poor and show themselves in this way. Personality, but at the same time want to enjoy, hate cumbersome, it is very complicated. "

"That's it..." Zheng Jing replied weakly, he no longer has the confidence to complete the deal.

"Huh? Wait, what kind of food is that in your hand?" Pierre suddenly asked curiously through the communication.

"You said this?" Zheng Jing picked up the bucket of noodles on the table that he had just torn off the package, thought for a while, and with the mentality of trying again this time, he casually handed the bucket of instant noodles to Pierre After sending it over, I took another one out of the cabinet.

Curiously observing the pancakes and seasoning packets in the paper tube in front of him, Pierre was at a loss: "This doesn't look like food at all, how do you want to eat it?"

"Follow me." Zheng Jing tore off the lid of the noodle bucket, took out the plastic fork that came with it, and then tore off the flour packets, sauce packets, and vegetable packets in turn and poured them on the bread.Pierre did the same.

"and then?"

"Then pour the boiling water in like this." Zheng Jing lifted the kettle and poured the freshly boiled water into the noodle bucket.

Pierre naturally has no shortage of ways to boil water. He poured the water into the noodle bucket, watched the seasonings in it melt in the water, and the noodle cakes also soaked up a little bit. He was stunned again: "And then?"

"After that, you can eat it." Zheng Jing gave him a gloomy look, and after finishing speaking, he didn't bother to bother Pierre. He picked up a plastic fork and stirred up the bread in the bucket completely, picking up a handful The golden noodles were stuffed into his mouth.

"Really...you can eat it like this?" Pierre was still dumbfounded looking at the enthusiastic instant noodles in front of him, he couldn't believe it was real, it was easier than Zheng Jing taught him to make rice, steamed buns and braised pork Too much.

Following Zheng Jing's example, he picked up the noodles with a plastic fork and stuffed them into his mouth. Pierre's eyes widened instantly.

"It's delicious! It's so delicious! It's even more delicious than the braised pork you taught me to make!"

As for all the fuss?Zheng Jing, who had already tasted the instant noodles and felt like throwing up, didn't take it to heart at all, and ate the noodles on his own. He didn't expect Pierre to be satisfied with the simple instant noodles, anyway, according to his urination Next, it should be said that this food is not nutritious, eating too much is harmful to the body, etc. There are many things about instant noodles that are harmful to the body. Who would eat this stuff if they were rich?

However, Pierre wiped out the noodles and soup before Zheng Jing, threw the disposable paper bucket and fork into the trash can, and Pierre excitedly rushed to Zheng Jing who was still eating instant noodles Shouted: "Mr. Zheng Jing, please sell me this superb food! The more the better!"

Zheng Jing put down the bucket and raised his head. There was still residue of seasoning on the corner of his mouth. He was stunned before he could react, and he replied in disbelief after a long time: "Are you sure you're not kidding me?"

Pierre nodded vigorously: "Yes, I have never seen such perfect food! It is so delicious! And the cooking method is so simple, even the tableware is ready, it is so human! To be able to invent such a powerful food, it seems that Mr. Zheng Jing's civilization is also very powerful."

Happiness came so suddenly that Zheng Jing was embarrassed by the words. His brain froze for a long time before he asked, "But, in terms of nutrition and health, instant noodles don't meet your requirements?"

Pierre shook his head bluntly: "Compared with these dazzling advantages, this small flaw can be completely ignored. The only regret is that although the instant noodles are delicious, the taste is still a bit monotonous. I'm afraid those picky upper-class people won't be able to eat them for long. will get tired of eating."

"Hehe, I don't think there is any need to worry about this issue at all." Zheng Jing smiled, pulled out the drawer, picked up a pile of colorful barreled instant noodles with both hands, and raised them, ranging from braised beef, spicy beef, sour Spicy beef, beef with sauerkraut, pork ribs with scallions, pork ribs with sauerkraut, mushroom pork ribs, etc... Just the types of these instant noodles can make up a list of dishes.

Pierre smiled happier than Zheng Jing. As a businessman, he could already see a lot of banknotes waving to him, so he couldn't wait to say: "Send me a hundred boxes of instant noodles first, the sooner the better Good! Depending on the sales volume, I will continue to place additional orders."

"No problem, it can be delivered tomorrow." Zheng Jing agreed without hesitation. Aren't instant noodles all over the street?However, he is also a businessman now, and of course he will not forget the most critical point of the transaction: "But, what do you want to buy with?"

"Hehe, my payment has been sent to your plane terminal, so I will wait for your good news tomorrow." Pierre smiled and cut off the communication.

At the same time, the plane terminal in Zheng Jing's mind sent out a prompt: "I received the information sent by the plane businessman Pierre, do you want to check it?"

"Yes."

A stack of blueprints appeared in Zheng Jing's hands. Zheng Jing flipped through them. He was a mechanical student, and he immediately saw that this was a set of engine design drawings!

There is no need to doubt the performance of an engine from a high-tech plane. This is a multi-purpose engine with low power. Of course, the low power is for engines of the same technological level. On the earth, this engine, which is only the size of a schoolbag, can be installed not only on cars, but also on boats, airplanes, and even spaceships. Its value cannot be estimated with simple money.

One hundred boxes of instant noodles can be exchanged for such a set of high-tech engine blueprints, and plane trading really has a future!Zheng Jing silently opened the address book on the terminal interface of the plane, and added the word "local tyrant" after the name of the businessman Pierre on the plane of Nar.