Another World: I Can Summon Earth Players

The five of them walked for a while along the increasingly spacious roads in Hurricane Village.

Wang Xiaocong found a particularly imposing carriage parked in front of him, surrounded by more than a dozen spectators.

The water friends in Mr. Sima's live broadcast room asked Mr. Sima to go up and have a look.

. . . . .

Brown was lying comfortably in the spacious carriage, and two beautiful maids, one on the left and one on the right, obediently massaged him.

Brown comfortably picked up a piece of pastry and threw it into his mouth: "This is the life a rich person should live."

The outside of the carriage suddenly became very noisy. It must be that the poor and untouchables were shocked by such a luxurious carriage.

The purchase price of a kilogram of iron ore is only 3 copper coins, and it can be sold for at least 10 copper coins per kilogram in this sloppy Hurricane Village.

There are also a lot of clothes made of coarse linen, which cost only 2 copper coins, but can be easily sold for more than 5 copper coins.

Thinking of selling out the goods, at least you can earn more than 2 gold coins.

The brightest visions of the future came to Brown's mind.

That's when Brown enjoys a delicious meal while enjoying a massage from a beautiful maid.

A knock on the door sounded outside the carriage.

Brown ordered his maid to open the carriage door.

Outside the door is his own guard captain at the beginning of the second order, Jeff.

Jeff said in a hurry: "Master Brown, get out of the car and take a look. There seems to be something wrong with Hurricane Village."

Brown frowned deeply: "Is it because those untouchables in Hurricane Village are looting the goods?"

"Tell them, get out as soon as possible if you don't have money, or don't blame me for being rude."

Jeff shook his head and said, "No."

"Master Brown, you'd better get out of the car and see for yourself."

Puzzled, Brown got out of the car under the service of two maids.

He found that his carriage was tightly surrounded by more than a dozen first-order professionals.

"Damn it. When did Hurricane Village have so many first-tier professionals?"

There are men and women in these first-tier professionals, and they are all strange young people.

It seems that they are quite different from the villagers in Hurricane Village.

Brown felt a little out of his wits.

Nima, when I passed by a few months ago, there was only one first-tier professional in Hurricane Village.

So many people jumped out of the cracks in the rocks?

A professional in the middle of the first rank, with eight strange big characters on his head, the strong Douzong got off his horse and asked, "How much is this iron ore per kilogram."

According to Mr. Brown's instructions, Mr. Brown's employee smiled and said, "10 kilograms of copper coins."

"Recently, the iron mines in the Maple Leaf Kingdom are at this price."

"Fuck, black shop."

The strong Douzong dismounted and cursed: "Go away, black shop."

"The price of iron ore in Hurricane Village is only 2 copper coins per kilogram, damn it." (ps: The iron ore price that the player sells to Ye Yuhang is 1 copper coin per kilogram, and the price for buying iron ore is 2 copper coins per kilogram)

The smile on the employee's face disappeared instantly.

At this time, he saw a few unfamiliar first-order professionals choosing the coarse linen clothes brought by Master Brown.

Before the hired worker could make a sale, these irritable Tier 1 professionals started cursing again.

"What rubbish clothes, uglier than Qing Dynasty clothes, why are they priced at 10 copper coins."

"The same style of clothes in the tailor shop only costs 15 copper coins, but this dress is actually priced at 1 silver coin."

"It looks too ugly. It's not as good-looking as the uniform worn by Hurricane Village Soldiers."

"If we kill him, these clothes will be ours."

"Come on, this npc merchant is neutral, attacking a neutral npc will be punished by the system."

. . . . . .

The hired workers had been selling for a long time, but in the end, none of the products were sold.

In addition to the best-selling commodities such as iron ore and clothes.

The bronze long sword and iron armor that are most loved by first-tier professionals are also not cared about at all.

It's not that no one is interested in these bronze and silver wares, but the exorbitant price discourages these professionals.

Mr. Brown's employees were completely helpless.

Mr. Brown on the side had long since lost his vigor just now, and was completely dumbfounded.

When he came to Hurricane Village last time, he made a profit of dozens of silver coins. Why did he get nothing this time?

This is completely different from the Hurricane Village in his mind.

Am I in a fake hurricane village?

"Who are those people, why don't they buy goods and don't leave?"

Mr. Brown still didn't give up, and asked Jeff, the guard captain at the beginning of the second level.

Mr. Jeff replied helplessly: "I'm sorry, Lord Brown."

"These people have absolutely no regard for our products."

"They all have a full set of bronze vessels. We'd better not conflict with them."

"Otherwise we might end up here, God knows how many of them there are."

"In my impression, except for the private soldiers of the city lord, it is impossible for ordinary first-order adventurers to have so many bronze wares."

"These adventurers keep asking me if I need help."

"I have clearly refused, and these people are still asking."

(ps: Ask for collection, ask for flowers, ask for reminders, ask for rewards)