Metaphysics tycoons rebuild the underworld in the interstellar

Chapter 101 I'm going to set up a stall

Lingfei saw that after he finished speaking, the smile on Lingchu's face grew wider.

He panicked even more, "Here, what happened?"

Lingchu chuckled, "It's okay, I just thought of a good way to make money. By the way, Lingfei, do you know where is a suitable place for you to set up a stall?"

Lingfei frowned and asked puzzledly: "Setting up a stall? What is that?"

"It's just that I don't have money to buy shops and sell things at street corners." Lingchu simply explained.

Lingfei got a general idea, "That's it... But there seems to be no one selling things on the side of the road here..."

Lingchu frowned, what kind of lousy place is this without a stall?
Lingchu asked: "Is there any place where the flow of people is particularly large?"

Without thinking about it, Lingfei said: "Central Park, there are many people coming and going there every day."

Looking back at Lingchu, there seemed to be quite a few people in Central Park.

"Okay then, I'll go over there and set up a fortune telling fortune!"

Lingchu let Lingfei go, clapped his hands, and walked in the direction of Central Park with arrogance.

Lingfei asked with a question mark in his head, "No, sister, what do you mean by setting up a stall for fortune-telling?"

"It's public fortune-telling!"

Lingchu didn't look back, "If someone gives you money, I'll tell his fortune. I want to make money!"

Lingfei hurriedly followed behind her, a little skeptical, "Well, can I really make money this way? Won't I be regarded as a lunatic?"

"As long as it's effective enough, then it won't. At worst, I won't charge money at the beginning."

Lingchu still has confidence in his basic ability.

Fortune-telling doesn't require much spiritual power, so it's no problem for her.

Lingfei was a little hesitant when he heard the words.

He feels that no one here has ever been in contact with ghosts and ghosts.

I am afraid that no one will believe in fortune-telling.

Maybe it will be regarded as a mental illness, and the police will be called directly or sent to a mental hospital.

Lingfei wanted to persuade Lingchu, but seeing her serious and confident face, he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would be scolded by Lingchu.

He also wanted to see how Lingchu wanted to make money, so he followed Lingchu curiously all the way.

But on the way, Lingchu didn't go directly to Central Park.

Instead, he went up to the mall halfway.

Lingfei pushed open the door of the mall, and asked curiously: "Sister, what are we doing in the mall?"

After Lingchu entered the mall, he looked left and right, and walked towards a shop, "Buy something."

Of course Lingfei knew that he went to the mall to buy things, but didn't Lingchu want to make money?
Doesn't it cost money to come to the mall?

Lingfei is a little strange.

Lingchu had already walked straight into the shopping mall.

Lingfei followed him in and saw that it was a shop specializing in all kinds of birthday gifts.

After Lingchu entered, a robot waiter came up to greet him.

Lingchu didn't seem to see it, his eyes swept around the shelves.

After a while, she saw what she wanted.

Lingfei followed her gaze, and saw that on the shelf, there were various background cloths and a shelf for arranging the scene of the birthday party.

Lingchu walked over, picked out some shelves, took down a few wooden shelves, and chose two more simple and elegant cloths.

Seeing this, Lingfei stretched out his hand to grab the cloth that Lingchu took down, and asked curiously: "Sister, why are you buying this?"

"For setting up a stall."

Lingchu explained casually, took the things, and went to pay the bill.

In shopping malls, robots are basically serving.

Even checkout is a robot.

So many things, add up, only more than 50 star coins.

From the looks of it, the prices on Desolate Star are quite low.

Lingchu now has money in her hands. After paying, she took her things, and after leaving the shop, she went to another shop to buy some spray paint.

(End of this chapter)