Gou Zai Gaowu Shijie Cheng Shen

Chapter 4 The First Pot of Gold
Early the next morning.

Xu Feng got up early and boiled the last three eggs in the house.

After leaving two for Xiaodan, he ate one himself and then left with his things.

The morning light is dim.

A gentle glimmer of light had just appeared on the horizon.

The shantytowns are still sleeping peacefully in the embrace of tranquility.

The few houses had their doors tightly shut, and a stillness permeated the streets and alleys.

Xu Feng took a deep breath, wanting to enjoy the fresh morning air.

As a result, they quickly quickened their pace due to the stench emanating from the makeshift waste disposal device.

If this entire shantytown could be summed up in three words, it would be "dirty, chaotic, and poor".

However, Tianyue Martial Arts University has a unique approach.

In this seemingly inconspicuous corner, a "trading area" has been set up.

The aim was to attract lone warriors and independent fighters from all directions.

Rumor has it that those with exceptional talent have a better chance of being recruited by Tianyue Martial Arts University as external security personnel.

These thoughts flashed through Xu Feng's mind as he carefully avoided the garbage heaps and puddles along the roadside.

The 13th dimensional realm has actually been largely explored and controlled by humans on Earth.

The non-human races here have basically maintained a dynamic balance with humans.

Therefore, they were able to stay here for three years, supposedly because Tianyue Wuda was exploring a large rare mineral deposit.

The entrance is located in the core area of ​​the base.

However, what is truly disconcerting is the environment in which they now live, which is far more unbearable than the rural-urban fringe areas of the 1980s and 90s in Xu Feng's previous life.

Garbage piled up like mountains along the roadside and in corners.

Clothes are left to dry haphazardly outside, and weeds grow rampant.

All of this is completely out of step with the extremely high-class image of a high-tech martial arts society.

Just as he was passing by the water circulation filter purifier, he suddenly heard women talking by the pool next to him.

"Have you heard? There was another incident in the outer shantytown last night, and another person died."

"Sigh, the outer area is really fraught with danger. We need to quickly gather some resources and move to the residential area to be safe."

"I still need to intensify my training to become a full-fledged garrison member, then I won't have to pay to live there anymore."

Xu Feng was listening when he was suddenly called to a stop.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Xu? Going to get a foot massage again? So early?"

A bright-eyed, white-toothed woman with long hair, nearing thirty, dressed in work clothes, made a malicious joke.

The woman's name is Liu Yu.

He was born in a remote satellite city, and his older brother was a security guard at Tianyue Martial Arts University.

She tragically died while traveling two years ago, and now she lives alone in a shantytown.

In their early years, the brother and sister lived next door to the original owner of the house, making them half of Xu Feng's former neighbors.

Moreover, although this woman wasn't stunningly beautiful, she possessed a captivating charm, which left a deep impression on Xu Feng.

"whee……"

Several young women nearby chuckled softly upon hearing this.

Although they didn't try to hide it, there was a hint of shyness and disdain in their expressions.

Xu Feng chuckled dryly and replied cautiously, "Haha, Xiao Liu is joking. I have nothing but hatred for foot baths."

I went to the trading area today to buy some things; I need to mend my ways from now on.

Seeing that Xu Feng showed no sign of anger or embarrassment, the woman raised an eyebrow, sighed, and shook her head.

Then he added, "I remember you were doing repairs, weren't you?"

If you can make a name for yourself with this repair skills, making money will be a piece of cake, right?
You should take good care of it, and I'll introduce you to a beautiful young lady later.

You're not getting any younger, it's time to find a companion, isn't it? You can't keep revolving around your daughter forever."

Upon hearing this sensitive topic, Xu Feng quickly waved his hand awkwardly and said, "Haha, let's talk about it later."

They then fled in a sorry state.

Watching Xu Feng's disheveled escape, the women laughed even harder.

The laughter was crisp and melodious, echoing in the morning air.

Xu Feng suddenly burst out laughing only after they had walked quite a distance.

It was as if something happy had happened.

"I'm being mocked for being single even after arriving in this other world. What the hell is going on?"

However, women in the cultivation world truly possess a unique charm.

After half an hour.

Xu Feng finally arrived at the trading area

But as soon as he stepped inside, he was stunned.

Upon arriving at this trading area for the first time, the chaos and bustle far exceeded his expectations.

Apart from a few fixed shops, most of the stalls on both sides of the road are scattered and disorganized.

These permanent shops are all run by staff members of Tianyue Martial Arts University.

No one else could get involved.

Countless staff members passed by, and Xu Feng also saw many formal martial arts university students here.

These young people were chatting and laughing, appearing exceptionally innocent and lively.

Having broadened his horizons, Xu Feng quickly found a shop called "Tianyue Used Equipment Recycling and Disposal".

"Boss, do you have any used communicators?" Xu Feng asked calmly as soon as he entered the door.

Yes! What model do you need?

The shop owner was a middle-aged man who looked to be about the same age as him.

Upon hearing that Xu Feng might be a potential client, he immediately smiled and politely inquired.

"Anything starting with '9' from Weihua Mate is fine, I'll take a look."

Xu Feng did not rush to reveal his intentions.

Before selling goods, he always needs to find out the official price.

"Oh, I have three models here: 940, 945, and 950. Take a look, they're all 90% new, and the prices are fair."

The shop owner placed three communicators in front of Xu Feng.

"How much is this 940?" Xu Feng asked, picking up the communicator that was the same model as the one in his hand.

This communicator is definitely not 90% new; saying it's 70% new would be an exaggeration.

"This one? 1800, cheap, right? Those shady stuff outside costs over 2000! Mine also comes with a quality guarantee."

Xu Feng nodded: "Is yours about 70-80% new? Do you have anything better? Something that's really 90% new."

Hearing that Xu Feng seemed to have some knowledge of the product, the shop owner chuckled: "Yes, we have it. It's almost brand new, but the price is a bit high, it'll cost 2200."

Xu Feng nodded, then placed all three communicators in front of the shopkeeper: "So, how much would you charge for these three secondhand items that are in even better condition than this one?"

The shop owner immediately looked at Xu Feng in astonishment, then his lips moved slightly, and his expression turned cold.

After inspecting them one by one, the shop owner frowned and said, "These have all been repaired? The price will have to be discounted. Although the condition is still acceptable, I'll give you a thousand each."

"Eighteen thousand?" Xu Feng frowned in dissatisfaction.

"One thousand, not one thousand eight hundred," the shop owner said irritably. "That's the buyback price."

After saying that, he plopped down in the chair and lay down, displaying an extremely rude attitude.

one thousand?
Do you have any broken communicators? How much do they cost?

Xu Feng asked again.

The shop owner chuckled and said, "We do have that. It's not expensive; the price is a flat six hundred."

Xu Feng's face darkened.

The password? So I spend half a day fixing one and only earn 400 yuan for my hard work, while you make 800 yuan just by reselling it?

"Okay, I'll take another look." Xu Feng smiled politely and turned to leave.

Stepping out of the shop, Xu Feng stood on the street in a somewhat dejected mood.

Things were more complicated than he had imagined.

He raised his hand and glanced at the time on his communication wristband; it was eight o'clock in the morning.

I have to go to work in an hour.

How to do it?

Selling it yourself at a stall?
He glanced at the various stalls along the roadside; although it was chaotic, it was indeed dazzling.

There were places selling secondhand weapons: alloy swords, knives, throwing knives, and spears, but no firearms.

In addition, there are various electronic products and equipment, as well as second-hand combat uniforms, combat backpacks, and so on used by martial artists.

Besides these, there are also vendors selling vegetables, meat, rice, flour, cooking oil, and traditional Chinese medicine.

In short, everything you can think of about the world of martial arts and the lives of ordinary people is here.

Prices vary, and quality differs.

If he were really going to set up a stall here to sell, he simply wouldn't have the time.

unless
Xu Feng wiped his face and took a deep breath.

"It's all for a living, we can't lose face!"

He then hung three communicators on his hands and walked around shouting:

"1500! Don't miss out! Second-hand communicators, 1500 each! Only three left! Once they're gone, we're closing up shop! Only three left!"

after an hour.

Xu Feng, carrying the remaining two communicators, a bag of rice, two pounds of meat, and five pounds of apples, returned to his residence with a happy expression.

Although he didn't manage to sell them all, it at least shows that his method was effective!
1,500 yuan may not seem like much, but it was his first pot of gold!

With this money, he could buy two or three more broken communicators.

This will allow them to expand their business.

Moreover, he can use this to build his reputation, which may attract more people to buy in the future.

In addition, he offered a promise of "material costs borne by the customer, lifetime warranty".

He believed that things would get better.

I went inside, changed my clothes, and put the food in the refrigerator.

Xu Feng then locked the alloy door and hurriedly walked towards the Tianyue Martial Arts University's base.

It's almost nine o'clock, time to go to work.

He had never been this tired before he transmigrated.

Now, he understands the lives of his colleagues who work themselves to the bone every day, only to have most of their salary go towards mortgage and car loan payments, and then still have to take care of their children.

I remember how tired they looked every day, yet they still forced themselves to keep going with "full of fighting spirit."

Life is tough, brothers and sisters, you've worked hard.

　Brothers and sisters, please keep reading!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)