The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul
Chapter 344 - 343. Doesn’t the baked bun endure hunger?

Chapter 344: 343. Doesn’t the baked bun endure hunger?

Doesn’t he understand the principle of keeping quiet and making a fortune? How on earth did he grow up to be like this???

Wang Zhan had a moment of enlightenment, "So that’s how it is! Boss, why didn’t you say so earlier? I’ve been dilly-dallying here with you for so long...wait a minute, you still have food, right?"

The NPC spread his hands, "I’ve run out, I only had one catty."

"..."

Happiness came too fast, and it bloody well left just as quickly!

Just when I finally figured out how the game is played, it turns out the guy has no food left—

Tang Shu, without looking sideways, gave a nod after getting the seed grain, and dragged Chen Xin out of the Jade Store.

"Let’s go, there’s other work to do."

"Oh oh, wait for me~~~~"

"And me, and me!"

Left in the Jade Store, Wang Zhan stared at the bowl of douhua, beginning to sort out his thoughts.

"So, are these shops actually all interconnected? The words of every shopkeeper are tasks!"

That would make sense.

Now I’ve finally unlocked my governor and conception vessels, battle spirit overflowing!

However...

Half an hour later, after myriad difficulties, Wang Zhan who obtained the red dress from the tailor’s, stood excitedly in front of Yuchun Tower’s top courtesan.

"Miss, your dress is here, where’s the seed grain?"

With his winning ticket, he was full of confidence.

The next instant, Tang Shu followed closely, stepping inside with a piece of fine silk in hand.

"This young lady didn’t want clothes but a piece of silk."

The leading NPC courtesan smiled knowingly and handed a catty of seed grain to Tang Shu.

Wang Zhan was again bewildered, "Didn’t you say you had no clothes to wear?!"

This is a ready-to-wear garment, which is way better than fabric, only giving it to others and not to him, isn’t this discrimination, discrimination?!

Tang Shu, unable to stand his crumbling facade, kindly pointed at the old woman selling Hun Dun across the street.

"Your garment should be given to that woman."

What? Impossible, right?!

Deeply shaken, Wang Zhan half-believingly, still took the dress to the opposite Hun Dun stand.

"Ma’am, do you...want a ready-to-wear garment?"

"Eh? Yes, right! Wait up, I’ll go get you the seed grain!"

"?!"

"You didn’t say that just now; you were complaining about being poor, and that your granddaughter’s wedding preparations were lacking everything!"

He remembered it clearly, and was quite sure the Hun Dun stand had no food.

The NPC old lady laughed joyfully, pointing at the red dress, "Right, this is the wedding garment for my granddaughter—"

Wang Zhan: "..."

Collapsed.

***

At this point, not only was Wang Zhan collapsing, but the members of the other two teams were also on the verge of a breakdown.

"This game is way too hard!"

"Exactly, even though we know the game rules now, there are 100 shops here; the links between them are just too complicated!"

"Right, right, who knew the elder of the Beggars’ Sect would say he was hungry and just wanted noodles instead of baked buns, aren’t buns good enough to stave off hunger?"

Absolutely unreasonable.

While everyone was complaining, Tang Shu’s trio combined with Ke Jiazhao.

What’s different is that Zhang Yilin and his team almost all had little cloth bags of seed grain, while Ke Jiazhao and Lu Shen had only two bags in their hands.

When the two groups met, they looked at each other’s seed grain in astonishment...

"How come you have so much?!"

"How come you only have two catties?!"

In unison, in disbelief.

Tang Shu stood silently on the spot, smiling wordlessly.

Lu Shen, feeling awkward, coughed, "We’re actually one of the faster ones; I saw Xiao Yu and his team only got one bag too. Don’t you guys have some tricks up your sleeve?"