Every time I come home, my wife is making garbage

Chapter 112 Why transport junk?

The young werewolf looked quite fierce when he was angry. No matter whether the boss believed it or not, he didn't dare to show his disbelief, otherwise he would definitely get beaten.

That’s not the point anyway!

He is a businessman. When it is profitable, he only needs to think about how to make money.

He touched the linen on the cart and rubbed it with his hands. He couldn't help showing a happy expression on his face. The quality of this linen was quite good. It was spun very well, with dense and even threads, which showed that the technology of weaving them was very advanced.

"This is made with great technology." The boss couldn't help but sigh, "It's the best linen I've ever seen."

Ace couldn't help but interrupt, "Yes, the loom that weaves them is the best loom I have ever seen."

"Ah! Even the priest says so?"

The boss bowed to Ace and said, "May the light be with you."

Ace smiled and returned the greeting: "Whoever looks to God will never be empty-hearted."

The boss knew that he was talking nonsense, but he still pretended to be very grateful, bowed solemnly, and then stood up: "I want all these linens. I will get a cheap price, right?"

"Of course!" Zhang Jingyi: "For large quantities, we must give you a discount. We will leave you enough profit margin to ensure that this cooperation can continue for a long time."

After a round of bargaining, they soon came to a price that satisfied both parties.

Four cartloads of linen were brought into the cloth merchant's shop, and the wolves received a large bag of copper coins.

It’s interesting that the boss originally wanted to settle the bill with silver coins, but the wolves hated silver so much that they refused to take any and insisted on settling with copper coins.

The boss had no choice but to use copper coins.

But one silver coin is equal to one hundred copper coins, and it would be too heavy to settle everything with copper coins.

The copper coins were packed into several heavy bags, and each young werewolf was responsible for carrying a large money bag, which looked very funny.

The young werewolves carefully carried a bag of money on their shoulders, and suddenly felt unsafe. What if someone cut a hole in the bag and stole the money? They quickly put the package in front of their chests, and kept glancing down from the corner of their eyes, staring at the bag of money, so that they felt at ease.

Sevi laughed and scolded: "Don't act like a money-grubber. Others will laugh at you."

The young wolves said, "Let them laugh if they want! This is the first time we have made real money since we were old enough to understand. We will be satisfied even if we die now."

Seville: “…”

There was no point in arguing with this group of worthless subordinates. Sevi turned his eyes and looked for Zhang Jingyi, wanting to ask him to go home with him.

But Zhang Jingyi was holding a strange "magic machine" in his hand, taking crazy photos of the surrounding street scenes: "This building is very interesting, take a picture of it."

“This residence is very unique.”

Zhang Jingyi took a lot of photos and recorded all the customs and habits of the town of sword and magic in his camera. If he took this back and used it for decoration, it would definitely be a hit.

By the way, not only the scenery is needed, but also some miscellaneous furniture and daily necessities to make it more realistic.

Zhang Jingyi walked to a house on the side of the road and was about to look into the house.

The owner of the house quickly blocked the door, holding a stick in his hand, and glared at Zhang Jingyi: "Why are you spying on my house?"

Zhang Jingyi: "Sorry! I didn't mean to do anything bad."

The homeowner was angry: "You sneaked into my house and said you didn't want to do anything bad? Are you trying to steal something?"

Zhang Jingyi: "No, no, no, I don't steal! I want to make a deal with you."

Homeowner: “?”

Zhang Jingyi: "Sell me all the things in your house, including furniture and daily necessities."

Homeowner: “What?”

He was a little confused for a moment. What's wrong with this guy? My house is full of junk, the kind that no one wants even if it's thrown on the ground, and he actually wants to buy it? The owner said in a daze: "My furniture and daily necessities are very old, and many of them are broken."

Zhang Jingyi: "I want this used, old feeling. I don't want something completely new."

Homeowner: “…”

This guy must be sick, and what he said must be the ravings of a lunatic. I can't believe him.

The owner of the house waved the stick in his hand and was about to drive the people away.

Zhang Jingyi suddenly reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of strange little cubes wrapped in colorful paper: "Here are these for you! Your furniture will belong to me, how about that?"

The owner looked at the puzzled blocks in his hand and said, "What is this? You want to exchange all my furniture for just this one? Are you crazy?"

Zhang Jingyi picked up one of the pieces, tore off the outer wrapping paper, and handed it to the owner: "Try it."

The owner put it in his mouth, and his expression suddenly changed: "Sweet, very sweet, this... this is a handful of candy!"

Zhang Jingyi: "Yes, they are fruit flavored. The red one is peach flavored, the yellow one is orange flavored, and the green one is apple flavored..."

The owner of the house was shaking all over, and the stick in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. "These candies, in exchange for the rags in my house?"

"Yes!" Zhang Jingyi said, "I don't want those useless things, such as house deeds and land deeds. I just want ordinary furniture and daily necessities."

The homeowner thought: House deeds and land deeds are the truly useful things, right? How dare you say they are useless?

This person is absolutely crazy!

He is a rich man who has gone crazy!

The handful of candy in his hand is equivalent to a handful of gold!
He actually exchanged a handful of gold for a house full of junk?

Homeowner: "Change it! Change it now! Don't regret it."

Zhang Jingyi smiled and said, "No regrets, come and take it."

A handful of candy was stuffed into the owner's pocket.

The homeowner reached into his pocket and felt the candies to confirm that they were really in his pocket. He felt like he was floating: I’m rich! I’m rich now! If I exchanged all this big handful of candies for gold coins, I’d be so lucky! My life would just take off.

Zhang Jingyi turned around and said to the werewolves behind him: "Go, move all the furniture and daily necessities in his house onto the sled, then we'll go."

The wolves were sweating: "The sleigh is used to transport copper coins."

"Copper coins are useless. You can just throw them all away."

"You can't throw it!"

"Then you can change them into silver coins, so they won't take up so much space."

"We hate silver."

"Then change it into gold coins."

"Gold coins are too expensive and will be troublesome to use in the future. It's not convenient to get change when buying a small item."

Zhang Jingyi: "Then just throw them all away."

Werewolves: "Ahhh! You can't throw it away. Why should we transport this junk and throw away the money?"

Zhang Jingyi didn't want to explain, he snorted, "You must listen to me!"

The werewolves could only look at Sevi pitifully.

Sevi thought seriously for a second and decided to listen to Zhang Jingyi: "Change all the copper coins into gold coins and use the cart to transport the junk."

(End of this chapter)