I am level zero and start my journey to another world from Dragon Girl Village

Everything here is new to Wright, and the style here is chaotic.

It feels like a mixture of different things.

Even the floor tiles on the pavement are different.

But the strange thing is that what seemed awkward at first, I got used to it as I watched it.

Not only the style of the street, but also the decoration style of each store is different.

The pedestrians on the street are all dressed in strange clothes.

It's not strange to see three people walking on the street wearing masks.

Airships and giant beasts fly across the sky from time to time.

Wright took the two of them shopping.

Shopping is a good medicine to relieve sadness for girls.

Rather than being interested in food, the two sisters are more interested in aesthetic things.

They bought a lot of things, and Wright worked as a free laborer, carrying bags.

But Wright sent them all into the dimensional ring.

This is a good thing, it would be a waste if you don’t use it.

Fortunately, the two sisters are obedient.

Wright wandered into a stall selling braised food.

Hesitated for a moment.

"Beauty, would you like one?"

Wright looked up at the stall owner and was stunned for a moment.

The stall owner is a double.

What is a two-body person? It is one body with two persons.

The upper bodies and limbs of the two people are independent, but below the waist they share the same body.

People with congenital deformities are not welcome anywhere, and only here can they find a way to make a living.

"Beauty, don't be fooled by our appearance, the food we eat is clean and delicious."

Wright waved his hand.

"Being physically impaired is not your problem."

Wright leaned over and smelled the stew.

It tastes really good.

The older conjoined twin brother is called Boca and the younger brother is called Bob. The older brother is responsible for shouting and packing, while the younger brother is responsible for processing. The clear division of labor between the two saves a lot of trouble.

"Pack up everything here and in the pot. How much is it?"

The conjoined twin stall owners were stunned and looked at each other.

The stall owner who was in charge of shouting confirmed:

"Beauty, did I hear you right? If you want to pack them all, please don't feel sorry for us. We can sell all of them in one day. If you can't eat them, they will go bad if you leave them for too long."

"It's okay, I can eat it."

As he spoke, Wright took out a bag of gold coins and placed it on the operating table.

The hole was open and golden light was shining.

"Too much, too much, I can't use it."

"These can cover your stall for a few days."

"Five days at least."

Wright nodded.

"Okay, you guys pack it first. I'll send someone to your stall to get it later."

The two brothers realized that they had found a big customer.

"Okay, okay."

At this time, a familiar quarrel was heard in the distance.

"You guys do it first, I'll go see what's going on, it seems my friend had a conflict with someone else."

The younger brother who was in charge of making braised food looked towards the area where the quarrel was taking place in the distance and called out to Wright.

"Guest, please wait a moment."

Wright paused and looked at the younger twin brother.

"There are some things I can't talk about. Put your ear close to me and I'll whisper to you."

Wright put his ear closer.

"Sir, I look in that direction and I think your friend has been scammed. And they are using broken genuine goods to scam you. They are very clever and they only scam new faces."

Wright took out another bag of gold coins.

"Okay, your information is very timely. These are your rewards."

Bob hurried to explain.

"Guest, that's not what I meant."

"This is what you deserve."

Wright said this and left.

Wright's outfit returned to its original appearance.

As Wright moved forward, the quarrels became more frequent.

Wright squeezed in through the crowd of onlookers.

Vivica Ann looked angrily at the antique dealer who was sitting on the ground leisurely.

"Ten thousand gold coins. You must be crazy about money. How can I get you that much money in such a short time?"

The antique dealer looked to be in his thirties, with bronze skin, a pointed face, small eyes, and an expression and demeanor that revealed a slickness and shrewdness.

"Miss, antiques are expensive. Don't talk nonsense to me. The item was placed on the ground and was fine in my hand, but it broke in your hand. This can't be a problem of words."

"No explanation, Miss, you can't leave today."

Vivica's chest was heaving with anger, and her mood, which had been somewhat relieved, was made to explode by this sudden incident.

Fortunately, I just gave up.

"I don't care whether this thing of yours is a real antique or not. Anyway, I definitely don't have 10,000 gold coins."

At this moment, the owner of the antique stall also realized that he should change his tactics.

"Okay, I see that this is your first time here so I won't make things difficult for you. Just buy two things from me. Each one is 2,000 gold coins. That's a good deal, right?"

Vivica Ann gritted her teeth.

"You have here, except for the thing just now, the rest are crudely made rubbish, it's an eyesore to me. You charge two thousand gold coins for one, and you think it's a bargain. Pah."

The stall owner spread his hands.

"Then there is no other way. I can only ask the executor to come and do justice."

Chapter 351: Outsmarting the Black-Hearted Merchant

The executive officer is a system unique to this port city, and the city is divided into four areas, each of which has four executive officers.

There are only four people managing a city, but every word from these four people is more powerful than thousands of troops.

Vivite also knew that her sister would suffer the consequences if she was dumb.

"Okay, sister, four thousand is fine."

Vivilite wanted to keep the peace, but the stall owner wanted to press further.

"Humph, it's gone up. Five thousand for one, ten thousand for two."

As soon as these words came out, Vivite's fists became stiff.

That's when Wright came in.

"It's just 10,000 gold coins, I'll give it to you."

Such generous words made everyone's eyes focus on Wright.

"Hey, this rich young man, is he here to be a hero and save the beauty, or are they here together from the beginning?"

Wright sneered. "That's none of my business."

"Okay, I'll ask. Since you are willing to pay for two shameful girls wearing masks, I am happy too."

Vivica Ann stepped forward and took Wright's arm.

"He is just scamming you, don't be fooled."

Wright waved his hand.

"You broke someone else's things, so you should pay for it."

As soon as Wright finished speaking, the stall owner bowed.

"You are still sensible, young master."

In these three short sentences, the street stall owner used three different titles.

This also reflects a change in the boss's attitude.

Wright raised his hand to stop the antique stall owner from continuing.

"Wait, I haven't finished speaking yet."

The antique stall owner was stunned when he heard this.

This is a done deal, there is no way it can be reversed.

Wright continued, "If the antique is broken, then just use the antique as compensation. It's not appropriate to use more money."

The antique stall owner chuckled and said, "Sir, if you can bring out antiques worth more than 10,000 gold coins, I won't have any problem with that."

Wright nodded thoughtfully.

"Boss, this is what's going on. I dare to give you my treasure, but I'm afraid you won't accept it."

Wright's provocation made the antique stall owner stand up straight and raise his head.

"Sir, you are too contemptuous. I, Nado, have been doing business here for more than ten years. I have seen all kinds of treasures."

Wright nodded in satisfaction. "That's good."

Having said that, Wright threw the reward for Gasna's care to the antique stall owner without hesitation.

The owner of the antique stall also took it.

His eyes widened as he looked at the emerald ring in his hand.

He could tell whether something was good or not just by touching it. It was definitely a good thing, a thousand times better than that antique that was sold at a discount price.

"Boss, is this thing good?"

The owner of the antique stall, Nado, nodded repeatedly. "Sir, you are very generous. This is indeed a good thing."

When Vivica-Ann saw that the ring Wright gave her was her mother's, she was about to get angry but was held back by Vivite.

Vivite motioned for Vivicaan to continue reading.

She knew Wright too well. Whether arguing or reasoning, he had never suffered any loss.

"Since you've mentioned the things, I'll explain them to you in detail."