It's none of my business. I'm just a lunch box seller.

"Yeah!" Rogers said self-deprecatingly, "That kind of thing is too advanced for me."

"I guess you must have been very tired in the past few days. I'm pointing here." Boss Cheng handed over the plate and pointed to his head. "I only felt like I took a short nap, but when I woke up, the whole world had changed. Right?"

Rogers took the plate and asked the boss curiously: "Have you ever experienced something similar?"

Boss Cheng pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and replied, "About the same. At that time, everything seemed too... backward to me." Boss Cheng spread his hands and shrugged, confirming, "Yes, it was backward."

After Rogers got his meal, he found a seat close to the counter and sat down. It was already past the busiest time for dinner, so the two of them brought Denise and started chatting casually. Qianhu and Yuli sat not far away, fiddling with the remote control, listening to the boss's chatter while watching TV.

"When I lived in Brooklyn, there was a small Chinese restaurant downstairs." Rogers said while eating braised pork, "I remember when I was a child, when Christmas came, all the restaurants in Brooklyn would be closed. Only the Chinese restaurant with red lanterns would open, and it would be open until very late on Christmas Eve."

"Who made Jehovah unwilling to do business with the Chinese?" Boss Cheng shook his head and smiled.

Denise poked Boss Cheng with a curious look on her face and asked him, "Who is Jehovah?"

"The Supreme God of the West."

"Oh, that's how it is!" In fact, she didn't understand at all.

Rogers couldn't help laughing when he saw Denise pretending to know the answer.

"Thinking back to the day when I just woke up, when I heard you, the boss, say that a buffet would cost 10 dollars, I almost thought your place was a black shop. Probably just after the Great Depression, I remember that a family of three only needed about 1 dollar to eat a full meal in any Chinese restaurant.

But the day before yesterday, I went to a Chinese restaurant called Panda Express. The three dishes, rice and soup there were 30 cents more expensive than here, but they were not unlimited like here. I realized that this is no longer the era when you can buy a pizza for 39 cents. "

"The Great Depression? You mean the economic crisis from 1929 to 1933, right?"

Rogers nodded.

"My goodness, the prices were really cheap back then!" Then, Boss Cheng told Rogers: "I watched a documentary on TV a few days ago, which specifically introduced the economic crises that occurred in the 1945 years from 2023 to 78, and the inflation caused by the economic crises. But until you told me that $1 could feed a family of three back then, I really didn't have any intuitive feelings."

"Wait!" Rogers asked his boss in surprise: "Did you just say 2023?"

"What's wrong?" asked the boss.

"But there are still 2012 days until 10!"

Boss Cheng smiled happily and asked Rogers: "Captain, you don't think that we are living in the same time, right?"

"How can time be different?" Rogers stared at Boss Cheng with eyes wide open in disbelief. "Has technology in this era already developed to this level?"

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with your world, nor with my world. It only has to do with my store. I won't explain anything too complicated to you. You just need to know that the world I live in is the end of 2023."

Rogers put on a "don't try to fool me" look and said with a smile: "I don't believe it unless you prove it to me..."

"Good evening, viewers."

"good evening."

"Welcome to the 9 o'clock news."

"Today is December 2023, 12, Thursday."

"The ninth day of the eleventh month of the lunar calendar."

"Please read the international news below."

"According to Xi's report, on the morning of December 12th, Eastern Time, the current US President Trump suddenly suffered from diarrhea during a routine meeting at the White House and was subsequently taken to the hospital for treatment. There is still no definite news about Trump's medical treatment. However, relevant personnel revealed that Trump's physical condition is not optimistic."

Captain Rogers seemed a little confused. Based on his understanding of public media, news on radio or television would not be fake. If the news he just saw was not fake, then it was enough to prove...

"Damn it! Give us back the remote!"

“Why change the channel when the TV series is at its most critical moment?”

"I am your boss after all. Can you two have the most basic respect for your boss... Fuck, Yuli, are you born in the Year of the Dog?"

"Woo~~~"

Rogers then noticed that the black-haired and blonde girls were clinging to Boss Cheng, biting him and trying to grab the remote control from his hand. However, Denise, the sous chef and chief cold dish chef of the hotel, turned a blind eye to this.

"Who cares? They make a fuss every few days. They will stop after a while when they get tired of it." After saying that, Denise asked the captain, "Would you like a bottle of beer? Old Snow? Tianhu? Or Original Malt?"

"Uh, whatever."

The captain ate and drank Tianhu dry beer. Although he didn't understand why he had to drink beer during the meal, since the beer was handed to him, he couldn't refuse it.

Denise took out her cell phone and started watching videos skillfully.

"I am a very stubborn person. I never care what others tell me to do. If you can be like me, then I think this matter is Tai..."

The video was swiped away, and Denise muttered quietly: "Taini Matai, how did this illiterate person stay so popular for half a year? Now you can just pick an idiot to show off some rubbish and become famous? Haha, the world is going downhill, no wonder the sun is going to explode."

Rogers looked up in horror and glanced at Denise who was watching a video.

"The meme guide is Cao Cao Rice Bowl. Cao Cao Rice Bowl refers to..."

Old video, swipe away.

"They are all high-tech and powerful products, my family..."

The stupid one with a crooked mouth just swipes away.

Then, Denise looked up and asked Boss Cheng who was still fighting: "They all said that Saint Xin lives in Fengtian. Boss, can you ask Officer Zhou to find out his address so that it will be convenient for us to kill him."

"What are you trying to kill?" Boss Cheng broke free from Qian Hu who was biting his scalp and suggested, "Cut his tongue first, then throw him in potassium sorbate for preservation. Let this idiot talk about technology and hard work every day."

Rogers raised his head in horror again and glanced at Boss Cheng who was "fighting".

"Family, the flash sale is about to begin. It's about to begin, family."

"Men's pure cotton underwear, only 9 yuan, 9 yuan, folks."

"For only 9 yuan, 9,10 pairs of men's pure cotton underwear will be delivered to your home with free shipping."

"There are only two minutes left in the countdown to the instant kill!"

"Boss, boss!" Denise yelled again, "Men's pure cotton underwear, 10 pairs for only 9! Do you want it? If you do, I'll place an order!"

Boss Cheng grabbed Qianhu and Yuli's heads and used a "windmill loop". After the two girls were confused by him, he asked Denise: "Will you wear the pure cotton pants that cost one dollar a pair?"

"I don't just look at it..."

"What's so cheap about it! I'm afraid I'll get big lumps on my butt when I wear that thing. What good can you get for 1 dollar a pair? I'm afraid I'll use too much force when pulling up my pants and my crotch will be pulled up!"

(襰, lǎi, is a dialect of Jiaodong and the Jiaoliao Mandarin area in Northeast China. It means to tear, tear up, or destroy.)

"Boss boss!"

"Gahhaha again?"

"This time it's 5 pairs of men's underwear for 19 yuan. Do you want them?"

"Can you see if I can wear the largest size?"

"5 X's, 240 pounds!"

"purchase!"

"Okay!"

Captain Rogers felt that it was extremely convenient to be able to buy things by just tapping on a wireless phone! However, this kind of convenient life was indeed impossible in New York at the end of 2011.

But when I think about the fact that there are still ten years left...

"It won't take 10 years." Boss Cheng told him: "Maybe another five or six years, by then all the live streaming sales will annoy you to death."

Boss Cheng thought for a moment and then asked Rogers, "How many friends do you have in New York?"

The captain pointed at Boss Cheng and asked, "Do you count?"

"Well, that's fine."

"Oh, one."

Boss Cheng: ...

"Then what are you going to do for Christmas?" Boss Cheng asked again.

The captain shrugged and said frankly: "I don't know yet."

"Christmas Eve on the 24th happens to be Sunday, so we're taking a break and planning to find a place to have a barbecue." Boss Cheng invited, "If you don't have other plans, why don't you join us?"

"Oh?" The captain smiled happily and asked, "Is it appropriate?"

"What's wrong with that? You can buy ready-made skewers and grill seafood right after you catch it. You can grill whatever you catch. When the time comes, everyone will get involved, eat some barbecue, drink some beer, and slowly Christmas will come."

Steve Rogers was very happy because after he woke up, Boss Cheng was the first person to treat him as a friend. As for the others, they either regarded him as a legendary war hero or a super soldier. Only Boss Cheng invited him to celebrate the holiday together, and it was a sincere invitation without any adulteration.

He also took this opportunity to ask Boss Cheng if he had served in the army before. Boss Cheng also told the captain frankly that he had not only served in the army, but also died in battle.

The captain thought Boss Cheng was joking. He pointed at Boss Cheng's sturdy arms and asked, "Do you like boxing when you have nothing to do?"

But Boss Ke Cheng shook his head vigorously and warned the captain: "Boxing is not good. It loses your moral integrity."

The captain didn't understand. How could a simple exercise be related to moral integrity?

"Then it's your fault for not explaining it clearly. What's boxing? You should say combat sports."

"Is there any difference?" asked the captain.

"Of course not!" Boss Cheng explained, "Combat sports are serious sports that require the whole body to move. Boxing, on the other hand, is a farming trick that only stupid women practice. The outstanding feature of this trick is that they only use their mouths instead of their hands. Their breath is very bad and once they start fighting, they will be beaten to a pulp."

Then, the great Captain America was completely confused.

0078 How to sustainably exhaust all resources

"Is Boss Cheng here?" A sweet and sticky voice sounded at the door of the restaurant: "The restaurant is still open, right? Boss Cheng is not bankrupt, right?"

"As long as you stop cursing at me, I promise I won't go bankrupt."

Boss Cheng's voice came from behind the customer. The floating little man turned around and saw Boss Cheng carrying 10 bags of 20 kilograms of rice into the store.

"Hey, Boss Cheng, we're here to patronize you again. How's business been lately? Has business been particularly bleak since the people from Raccoon City left?"

Boss Cheng leaned the rice bag against the counter and greeted the regular customers who had just arrived with a smile: "Hey, Traveler, Paimon, long time no see. Thanks to you, the business in the store is pretty good now. But you came a little early, lunch will not be served until 10:."

It turned out that the couple were the Traveler and Paimon, whom they hadn't seen for nearly half a year. The Traveler pedaled his tricycle frantically for a day and a half before returning to his boss from Mondstadt.

As for why they came here...

"Eh? Aren't you here to eat?"

Paimon quickly explained, "Actually, after we finish our important business, we'd like to have a big meal at the boss's place."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Um... Boss..." Paimon hesitated for a long time before finally summoning up the courage to ask Boss Cheng: "I wonder if you still have any of that kind of emergency dry food for the army. The Traveler and I want to buy some more and take them to Mondstadt..."

"Want to resell it?"

"Yes! Yes!" Paimon nodded repeatedly and said, "The emergency rations of the country's army are unexpectedly popular among the Knights of Favonius in Mondstadt. So the leader of the Knights of Favonius asked us to ask the boss if you have any more..."

"That's the kind of stuff you have left now, just as much as you had when you left last time."

"Eh? Didn't the boss try to sell it?"

"This is a restaurant, not a small supermarket. Besides, that kind of thing has never been sold in supermarkets. The people in the refugee camp only like to buy instant noodles and have no interest in the dry and unpalatable military rations."

"Oh, really?" Paimon stretched out his little hand and propped his head up as if thinking, "The people in the refugee camp really don't know what's good!"

"Just because I know what's good, I won't buy that kind of stuff!" Boss Cheng pointed to his kitchen and said with a smile: "Which of the delicacies I make here tastes worse than the emergency rations?"

"Then can you give us a discount, boss?" Paimeng acted like he was a big customer and said to Boss Cheng arrogantly, "If the price is reasonable, we can consider helping you solve your sales problem!"

【Boom! 】

[It is recommended that the store owner facilitate this transaction and reach a long-term cooperation with the other party. ]

"reason."

[The world's main currency, the Mora, has a diameter of 25 mm and weighs 14.5 grams. It contains 21% gold, 7% nickel, 10.9% chromium, and the remaining 61.1% is a mixture of extremely precious rare metals. This rare metal can be used in the manufacture of aerospace equipment, and it is recommended that it be handed over to relevant researchers for processing. ]

"understood."

Boss Cheng nodded and asked Paimon, "How much do you plan to pay?"

"That...that..."

Paimon was unable to answer and could only pull the traveler beside him. The traveler who had been acting as a background board no longer pretended to be dumb and told Boss Cheng: "We are going to buy it at the price of 5 Mora per pack."

"5 Mora?" Boss Cheng seemed quite shocked.