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

Little Paimeng asked embarrassedly: "What's wrong? Is the price we offered too..."

"Yes, that's too much!"

"Huh?" The Traveler and Paimon were both surprised.

Boss Cheng is not stupid, of course. He knows that 5 Mora is already a very low price in the eyes of the other party. But Boss Cheng is still conscientious in doing business, and he intends to sustainably drain the pond to catch fish. So, he gave his own offer.

"If I'm a little more ruthless, I'll give you two Moras for each pack. How about that?"

Suddenly, Paimon flew to Boss Cheng, holding his waist, and asked in a lecturing tone: "Aren't you afraid of going bankrupt if you do business like this? Two Moras! Do you know that you can't even buy a carrot in Mondstadt at this price?"

Boss Cheng smiled and lectured Paimon, "Whether you can buy it or not is your business, and has nothing to do with me. I only know that your Mora contains 21% gold. Mora, which is not worth much in your eyes, is of extraordinary value to me. Do you understand?"

"So... Boss, you won't lose money?"

“A sure win!”

"Okay then!" The traveler spoke again, "We'll take all the emergency rations the boss has for individual soldiers."

The boss picked up his phone and sent a voice message to Qianhu. Not long after, Qianhu gave an exact number.

"163 full boxes plus 20 loose bags, a total of 6540 bags."

"Okay, we'll cover it all." The traveler nodded.

"And more!" Paimon added, "Boss, can you still take us to that wholesale market? We want to buy some more delicious food and drinks. This time it's not a commission from the Knights of Favonius, it's just that the Traveler and I want to..."

"Want to resell some supplies and make some extra money?" asked the boss.

"Yeah, yeah! We already have our own little stall in Mondstadt!" Paimon explained to himself, "It's profitable, it's not shabby."

However, this time, Boss Cheng did not take them into the city, but asked the two to choose from Qianhu and Yuli's small supermarkets.

After all, the small supermarket has been expanded to 200 square meters, and the goods inside are definitely dazzling whether in the Ninja World or in the Continent of Teyvat.

At first, Qianhu did not have high expectations for the two "non-paying" guests. But when she learned from Boss Cheng that the two distinguished guests "paid with gold", she immediately showed the travelers what "nanny-like service" was.

As for Yuli...

She had no interest in money, travelers, or services.

She was only interested in the flying little Paimon. She even drooled while asking the traveler, "How to eat this flying little thing?"

Yuli tried to bite Paimon's little face more than once, which scared Paimon so much that he immediately flew out of the supermarket and pointed at Yuli in the house and cursed her.

Then, Yuri was forced into the armored car by Boss Cheng. Only then did Paimon escape from the tiger's mouth.

Soon after, the traveler and Qianhu finalized the final purchase list.

"But the prices this time are really unbelievably low!" Paimon, with a bruise still on his face, pointed at the purchase order and said with emotion: "A box of three-fresh noodles is only two Mora, and braised beef noodles is only three Mora! One Mora can actually sell five self-heating hot pots! Boss, the prices here are really cheap!"

"I think it's you who are abnormal." Boss Cheng said thoughtfully, "Gold is sold at the price of brass. I don't know whether to say you are too lucky or too unlucky. As for the goods you ordered, to be honest, the quantity is a bit large. I'm afraid you can't carry it even if you use your tricycle 10 times."

Little Paimeng pinched his waist and asked curiously, "Since the boss said so, has he thought of a solution for us?"

"That's right. As long as you still use Mora to pay for the goods you order from me, I will deliver them to you for free from now on."

"really?"

Then, the Black Hawk helicopter and the Falcon, loaded with individual emergency rations, flew to Mond City, about 350 kilometers away from the hotel, under the control of Qianhu and Boss Cheng respectively.

About an hour and a half later, the warning bells in Mondstadt began to ring, and the enemy attack alarm spread throughout the city in an instant. A strange "rumble" came from the northeast of Mondstadt, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

A soldier guarding the city pointed at two black spots in the sky and shouted, "Look! The flying monsters are getting closer!"

At the headquarters of the Knights of Favonius, a combat meeting on how to deal with enemies dropping from the sky is underway.

Fortunately, not long after, several knights ran into the conference room to report to the deputy leader Jean that the enemy attack alert had been lifted. Because the strange machine flying from the northeast was not here to attack Mondstadt, but was following the honorary knights to deliver goods.

"deliver goods?"

"Yes, deliver the goods." The knight handed the newly delivered individual emergency rations to the deputy commander and said, "There are more than 6500 packages of food delivered this time. The Honorary Knight hopes that we can send some people to the bridge outside the city gate to move the goods. The deliveryman said that he was afraid that some plane would fall into the city and cause panic."

"But they have caused panic..."

The Knights of Mondstadt are acting as laborers, moving "delicious food" to the warehouse of the headquarters. Paimon and the Traveler take advantage of their free time to invite the Boss and the Captain to visit Mondstadt.

Little Paimon led the way, shouting in a domineering manner: "Get out of the way, get out of the way! A distinguished guest has come to Mondstadt. You weird guys, hide quickly, don't scare our distinguished guest. If you make the distinguished guest angry, be careful that he will beat you up!"

In response to Paimon's behavior, the traveler could only respond with an awkward but polite smile.

But in fact, even if Paimeng didn't remind others, anyone with eyes could see that the distinguished guest from Mondstadt was not to be trifled with. This distinguished guest was stronger than the blacksmith at the city gate, and based on his overly thick arms, Xifeng might not be able to withstand a slap from this distinguished guest.

At first, Boss Makoto thought that Mond would be a city as big as Edo where Gintoki was. But now it seems that Mond is not that big. The actual area should be about the same size as the re-planned refugee camp. The population size in the city is not large either, probably between 8 and 10 people.

"It is small and exquisite, and it is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If we blow up the bridge at a critical moment and do a good job of air defense, this will be an excellent battle fortress."

The traveler glanced at Boss Cheng and thought, I'm taking you on a tour, not asking you to teach the Knights of Favonius to defend the city.

But then again, this is Boss Cheng's style - apart from cooking and running a restaurant, chopping is probably his only extra hobby.

"Okay!"

Little Paimeng suddenly stopped and flew around a small empty space. She proudly introduced it to Boss Cheng: "This is the stall that the Traveler and I bought with great difficulty. This will be the starting point for the Traveler and I to make a fortune!"

"No, I mean..." Boss Cheng pointed at the empty space which was more than 6 meters long and at most 3 meters wide and asked, "Is it really a stall? And it's a fucking street stall!"

"Well..." Little Paimon organized his words and answered, "In order to buy this piece of land, we have spent all the Mora we have saved in the past six months. If it weren't for the fact that you sold the emergency rations at a very low price, allowing the traveler and I to make some extra money in addition to the commission..."

"Actually, Paimon and I were planning to ask Boss Cheng for credit." After saying that, the traveler added, "Paimon and I planned to park our tent here as a storefront. With those instant noodles, I think it won't be long before..."

"Come on! Don't say 'it won't be long'. Just wait a couple of days and I'll build you a small double-decker cabin. You can use the lower floor as a store, and the upper floor can be used as a warehouse or for living."

"Eh? We have to make the boss spend money again. This..." Paimeng, who was obviously hesitant but full of excitement and anticipation, asked shyly, "Isn't it not good for us to take advantage of the boss like this?"

“Then I beg you to take up one more room quickly.” Boss Cheng looked helpless and said earnestly, “The refugee camps are almost full of quarantine cabins. Even if we use these as semi-permanent buildings in the future, I still have at least 600 units available. I suspect that the person who gave me the quarantine cabin didn’t give it to me as a gift, but regarded it as a large scrap recycling yard!

How about this? I'll give you the cabin for free, and you can use it as an advertisement for me. I'll tell you the size and base price of the cabin, and once someone wants to buy it, you can name a price. Anything above the base price is your profit. You just need to sell and provide after-sales service, and I'll be responsible for transportation and assembly. How do you do it? "

"Wow, really?" Little Paimon laughed, "Hehehehe," It seems like a big deal, Traveler!"

"Yes! At least I don't have to spend money to stay in a hotel in the city anymore." The traveler also laughed happily, "Thank you, boss."

"Hey, boss!" Little Paimon flew to Boss Cheng with his hands behind his back, "Boss, why are you so nice to us?"

"Haha, because you two are the first batch of customers after my restaurant opened, and you are also the first batch of temporary workers I recruited. Is this reason enough?"

"Eh? Can this be considered a reason?"

Boss Cheng shrugged and said, "It's mutually beneficial, and everyone is happy."

"So when can the boss deliver our second floor?"

"Tomorrow is not possible, and the day after tomorrow probably won't be available. I think we should schedule it for the day after tomorrow!"

"Eh? Why not tomorrow?"

"Because tomorrow..." Boss Cheng paused and asked Little Paimon and the Traveler: "You two don't have anything to do tomorrow, right?"

"Tomorrow?" Little Paimon looked at the traveler.

"No." The traveler shook his head.

"So you don't celebrate Christmas Eve and Christmas?"

"What are Christmas Eve and Christmas?" Paimon asked, "Is there anything delicious?"

"I have it!" Boss Cheng invited the two of them and said, "I'm organizing a beach barbecue tomorrow. Are you interested in joining in the fun?"

"Payment code? Payment code?"

Boss Cheng shook his head.

"Of course I have to go. How can I miss Paimon when I can eat and drink for free like this?"

0079 The Shield-Bearing Captain and the Weakling World War II

"Where's my grenade? Where's my grenade? How can I…"

Denise grabbed Boss Cheng by the collar of his floral shirt and said to him viciously, "Don't try to fool me again. I've checked online. It's impossible for a normal person to use a grenade when fishing!"

"But the fishing book says..."

"To hell with your crappy fishing book!"

Before setting off, Boss Cheng not only had the grenades he was going to use while fishing confiscated, but even the helmet required by the manual was confiscated.

But can this little difficulty stump our protagonist?

impossible!

If you run out of grenades, replace them with overloaded capacitor bombs.

Since their helmets were confiscated, they went to the construction site in the refugee camp and stole other people’s safety helmets.

On the construction site...

"Where's my hat? Who took my hat? Foreman, my hat was stolen!"

"Come on, how could your hat be stolen given its shabby color?"

Then in the helicopter...

"Fuck, why didn't you take a closer look just now? Why did you choose a green one when you could have anything else?"

Fortunately, the Falcon has a single-person cockpit, and its cabin is filled with things related to today's camping. Therefore, Mr. Cheng, who is wearing a green helmet, has not been discovered by others.

But when they flew to the Costa del Sol in East La Noscea, no one cared about the color of his hat. Because in the cultural background of these people, although they did not think green hats were good-looking, they would not associate green on the head with turtles, bastards, minotaurs, wives having group sex with others, or meat braids.

Just ...

Captain Rogers, who was holding a pot lid in his hand and turning it very skillfully, expressed his curiosity because he had never heard of anyone wearing a helmet while fishing.

"But when I was fighting in Europe, I often wore a helmet while fishing in the river. After all, there was always gunfire and hail of bullets, and wearing a helmet really saved my life."

When Denise heard someone speaking for Boss Cheng, she asked Captain Rogers, "Do you use grenades when you fish?"

The captain shrugged, shook his head, and said helplessly with his lips curled: "If we can catch it, of course we won't use it. But if we can't catch it or are in a hurry, it's quite convenient to use grenades."

Denise was completely speechless. She thought to herself that it was no wonder these two people got together. It turned out that they really had the same bad taste.

"But why do you keep fiddling with my pot lid?" Boss Cheng pointed at the pot lid and said, "What if the pot lid is broken? What will I use as a pot lid when I stew the sea fish at noon?"

"Sorry, sorry!"

The captain quickly put the lid back on the big iron pot and followed everyone to move things down from the helicopter. When he and Boss Cheng were carrying the 3-meter-long barbecue grill, he explained why he was fiddling with the lid.

"Using a shield as a weapon? What kind of weird operation is this?"

"No, no, not just shields. I also use guns, pistols, submachine guns, daggers and other weapons. But I always regard the shield as part of my fighting beliefs."

"Guardian?" Boss Cheng guessed.

"Ha, I knew you would understand the meaning of the shield."

"Shield warriors, I've seen them before!" Boss Cheng said as he recalled the strange contestants in the competitive world: "They have thick health, strong armor, and are very resistant to attacks. It's actually quite annoying to encounter such a player on the opposite side in a game."

"Oh? Boss Cheng has also encountered soldiers using shields?"

Boss Cheng shook his head and explained, "They are not soldiers, but contestants. They hold up their shields to withstand all kinds of bullets, then quickly rush to you, swing their shields at your face. They hit you in the face and make a loud slapping sound, and your head is buzzing. Just tell me if they are annoying or not!"

"Oh, really... hehe, hehe..."

The captain smiled awkwardly, because the fighting style mentioned by Boss Cheng was exactly what the captain liked and was best at. He never thought about whether the Nazi soldier who was hit on the bear face by his shield felt pain or what he thought of him. But after hearing what Boss Cheng said, the captain suddenly felt that the Nazi soldier must have annoyed him to death.

But the captain seemed to have forgotten one thing, that the German soldiers who were hit in the face by his shield had to be alive first, in order to annoy him to death. Those who were killed by him had no chance to annoy him to death, okay!

"And then?" Boss Cheng asked the captain, "Where's your shield? Did you lose it?"

"Probably." The captain tilted his head, "But it's more likely that it was recycled."

"That one-eyed black salted egg? Did he take away your shield?"

"Technically, that shield belongs to the state."

Boss Cheng shrugged and asked the captain nonchalantly, "So you plan on getting a new one?"

"Don't ever tell me you even have a shield."

"There are some indeed." Boss Cheng then asked the captain, "Do you like round, square, or kite-shaped ones?"

"All are fine. But the round ones are more convenient."

Hearing the captain's answer, Boss Cheng laughed for no apparent reason. In the captain's puzzled expression, Boss Cheng sighed and said, "It seems that you deserved the shield."

"What shield?"