Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

If a box of aluminum were placed here, I believe there would always be someone willing to sacrifice his life in exchange for a lesson.

Even if it is meaningless, because at the Naihe Bridge, all these experiences will disappear.

But flies are annoying.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a large box was taken out by Deep Sea Yamato from the main ship's hold in the main space.

The word 'STEEL' was written in large black paint on the lid of the box.

Veneto once again praised himself for his foresight.

If she hadn't written on the lid of the box, she was sure that Fukukai Yamato would remember it wrong, even if she used color markings.

"Here, click on it."

Veneto spread out his little hands and gestured at the big box.

Deep Sea Yamato didn't make any move to let Veneto get down, and Veneto was too lazy to say anything. He just sat in Deep Sea Yamato's arms, bossing people around, which was actually quite comfortable without having to do anything himself.

The resource vendor hesitated for a moment, then walked out of the stall and opened the lid of the box.

He was wondering whether he should eat such a large amount of food.

Yes, this is already a large number for him.

If he rashly takes over this batch of goods, would it cause obstacles to his subsequent operations?

Even though he is just a small business vendor, it does not prevent him from having the concerns of a CEO of a large company.

Of course, for him, making money is no small matter, because it is related to his eating, drinking, defecating and urinating.

It was because of the economic downturn that he didn't get married, otherwise he would have had more things to consider.

NO.340 Gold, Silver and Copper Coins

The vendor stretched out his hand and tried to take out the steel from the box.

But the hand accidentally touched the lid of the box.

"hiss!"

He quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

"Sorry, maybe this thing has some electricity..."

He shook his hands, looked at the black metal edging of the wooden box, and muttered a few words in his heart.

The steel still needs to be turned over.

After confirming that the box was indeed filled with steel, the vendor breathed a sigh of relief.

This ship girl is different from the ones he has encountered before, so he has no choice but to be careful.

It would be very uncomfortable if after the other person left, he got a bunch of fake steel.

"You don't have to go to all that trouble. We're going to take this box away."

Just kidding, this is a box I stole from Harbor Princess' warehouse.

You have to pay it back sooner or later.

Otherwise, neither she nor Shiha Yamato were sure what Minato Sugihime would do.

Because the deep sea has never done this before.

"Here, 1000 yuan."

The vendor took out a cloth bag from his pocket with great effort and counted out 10 gold coins that still carried his body temperature.

Each gold coin has 100 yuan printed on it.

Although this thing glitters with golden light, it doesn't look like pure gold, but more like the color of an alloy.

"Ah this..."

Veneto didn't want to answer.

This scene was really exciting for her.

"Thank you~"

The book says that you should say thank you for the money someone hands over to you.

Shenhai Yamato thought about it and put it into practice.

"Hey... okay."

It was too late to stop Veneto, and he could only watch as Deep Sea Yamato held the gold coin in his hand.

"what happened?"

Fukukai Yamato held the gold coins in one hand, and Veneto could feel his arms stiffening under his butt.

"No, this should be fine."

Veneto breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Fukukai Yamato did not make the next move.

"That's good. I thought this thing would be like this."

Remembering what Veneto said before, Deep Sea Yamato didn't say much, but put his hands together, pinched a gold coin with his thumb and index finger, and put it in front of his eyes to observe.

"Put it in your pocket first and free up the box."

Veneto patted Fukami Yamato's shoulder.

"Oh good. Boom!"

As he agreed, Fukamiya imitated what was written in the book, in an extremely natural, casual and unrestrained manner... and took a bite of the gold coin in his hand.

Of course, according to KanColle's teeth, it can only be broken into pieces.

"you you……"

Veneto was stunned.

"You have really good teeth."

The vendors on the other side who were coming over here with baskets were also stunned and made envious sounds.

The onlookers around were also stunned by this scene.

“Why is it different from what is written in the book?”

Fukayama muttered quietly.

"You spit it out first."

Veneto didn't care about his resistance to the gold coins... He thought that after the saliva of Deep Sea Yamato, the dirty (?) things left by the merchant and the dirt of the gold coins as a circulating currency would be washed away.

For a creature that can digest steel, its saliva should also have a certain degree of corrosiveness to steel, right?

"This isn't pure gold. Even if you bite it, there won't be any tooth marks."

Now is not the time to let the gold coin swirl around in Deep Sea Yamato's mouth.

If this guy accidentally swallows the food, he will lose 100 yuan.

At a time when we still don’t know the convertibility of currency, we don’t know how much loss will result if one penny disappears.

What if one cent here can buy a lot of things?

"Pfft, it's not tasty."

Deep Sea Yamato spat the gold coin, which had been broken into eight pieces, into Veneto's hand with a look of disgust on his face.

"Forget it, give me the others, put the boxes away and leave."

Veneto was mainly afraid that the sight of Deep Sea Yamato biting the gold coin would arouse suspicion from the people around him.

Because any ship girl with a little bit of common sense would not do such a thing.

This is a typical manifestation of guilty conscience.

If you think there is something wrong with yourself, you will doubt whether the eyes of people around you are inquiring.

In fact, Deep Sea Yamato is more like a new ship girl who has never seen the world and is learning to distinguish the authenticity of coins based on hearsay.

Most people around me thought it was funny, but no one really thought that "Deep Sea Yamato is the deep sea".

Deep Sea Yamato received another order, smacked his lips, tasted the remaining metallic taste in his mouth, and his face twisted.

Then she grabbed the edge of the wooden box with one hand and lifted it up with force, and the steel in the box poured into the vendor's basket.

"oops!"

The vendor, who hadn't reacted yet, felt his hand sink. He was suddenly dragged down by the basket in his hand and fell on top of the basket like a vine.

"Let's go...let's go find something to eat."

Veneto's eyes rolled, and he remembered one of Fukayama's hobbies.

Her intuition told her that this sentence would have a great effect.

"Oh! Okay! Yes, food."

Deep Sea Yamato came to his senses and quickly put the remaining gold coins in Veneto's hand and turned around.

"Over there, over there."

At this point in time, it was time for dinner.

Generally, just follow the crowd and go to crowded places.

Sure enough, after turning a corner, there was a shadowy street behind an abandoned building, and the entire street was lined with restaurants.

Veneto guessed that the restaurant street was probably arranged here so that the smoke from the cooking stoves could be blocked by the buildings and not be discovered by the deep sea in the distance.

The aroma of food wafts in the air.

Yamato took a deep breath, a hungry look on his face.

"No hurry, let's buy a newspaper first."

Veneto also swallowed his saliva. Finally, he could eat something other than fish.

But right now, eating is not the most important thing.

"Why, can't we eat first and buy later?"

Fukama Yamato didn't understand. The food and the people who made the food were so close to them. Didn't they come all the way here just for this?

"Because I don't know if the money we have is enough to pay for the meal."

Veneto spread out his hand, and in his palm was a broken gold coin and 9 intact gold coins.

"what?"

Fukakai Yamato's body froze.

"You can't take out your gun, hold it in, hold it in."

Veneto quickly cupped Fukayama Yamato's face and warned him.

"Why isn't it enough? We can sell some more resources in exchange."

Deep Sea Yamato felt a little aggrieved.

"I mean I don't know if it's enough. The only way to determine the purchasing power of money is to buy some basic things, and newspapers are one of them."

Veneto pointed to the newsstand on the corner not far away.

"And what is a newspaper, do you know?"

Veneto asked Fukukai Yamato.

"not sure what it is?"

Fukamiya shook her head. She had never read the newspaper.

“Tools that tell us what’s happening right now in real time, maybe we can see some news that’s useful to us.”

What about using newspapers to gain information about the purchasing power of money? Veneto can't be said to be deceiving Deep Sea Yamato.

After all, newspapers are basic necessities in life and their prices are so low that they can indeed be used as a reference for the purchasing power of currency.