Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

It is impossible for Wang Chen to temporarily invite a high-level golden core to be his guarantee, so he actually has no choice.

Since it was already dark, the Qianxingxiancheng Household Registration Department's office in Yingxian Town only worked during the day, so after having this dinner with Pei Yan, he planned to return to his rented place and wait until tomorrow to apply.

As a result, Wang Chen walked on the road for more than an hour.

Being in the same town, the way back is of course not far away, but Yingxian Town is more bustling at night than during the day, which delays Wang Chen's footsteps.

The bustling streets are full of people, the shops and pavilions on both sides of the road are all open, and obsidian lamps for lighting are hung under the eaves of every household. The white, light yellow, orange, light pink, and purple lights reflect the A fantastic night market.

Taverns, Ji Pavilions, casinos, teahouses, music clubs, bathhouses...

Full of fireworks in the world!

What Wang Chen didn't expect was that there was a barbecue here.

These barbecue stalls are almost exactly the same as the ones in his previous life. There is a charcoal fire in the barbecue tank, and a layer of metal grid is placed on it. The stall owner skillfully puts various ingredients interspersed with sticks on it, and paints while grilling. sauces.

There are also tables, chairs and benches next to the barbecue booth. Diners can take away the skewers directly, or sit down and order two glasses of bamboo tube rice wine, brag and fart together, and eat together!

When Wang Chen first saw this scene, he almost suspected that he had traveled back again!

He couldn't help but stop in front of a barbecue stand, and spent dozens of spirit stones to order a large handful of fragrant skewers.

Then squatted on the side of the road and licked skewers.

Just to experience, the feeling that once haunted dreams.

pity……

No cumin.

In addition to barbecue stalls, there is also an open-air free market in the town.

Anyone who pays a fee can set up a stall in the market to sell and exchange various items.

Wang Chen turned around inside.

Although I didn't buy anything, there was also a long-lost relaxation and happiness!

As a result, it was very late when he returned to the rented house.

But it was also ahead of the curfew and did not miss the hour.

That night, Wang Chen slept soundly.

When he woke up the next morning, Zi Ling brought him breakfast.

A large bowl of well-boiled ling rice porridge, two five-spice ling poultry eggs, and three-color pickled side dishes made Wang Chen feel that the rent for twenty lings a day is really not expensive.

The landlady girl is obviously proficient in cooking, Wang Chen wiped out the breakfast, and still has more to say.

Just after breakfast, Pei Yan came.

The young man brought Wang Chen to the household registration department of Qianxingxiancheng in Yingxian Town.

What made Wang Chen very speechless was that he came early, and the household had not yet started to handle business. As a result, there was already a sea of ​​people inside, and it was full of heads at a glance!

Then Pei Yan helped him get a number plate for queuing, and the number was more than five hundred!

This has to wait until the Year of the Monkey!

Pei Yan was very embarrassed: "I forgot to tell you, there are many people here every day."

If you want to get the number plate at the front, you have to come and line up early in the morning.

And even if you get the number plate, if the people in front don't finish the process, all the things behind will be invalid.

Have to come over tomorrow to continue queuing.

Just when Wang Chen was depressed, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man came over and asked in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist, do you want to change the number plate?"

He opened his palm and shook it at Wang Chen, with a number plate attached to his palm.

The number is nineteen.

Scalpers!

Wang Chen couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, and asked calmly on the surface: "How many spirit stones do you want?"

The other party took a look at him, then stretched out his left hand and shook his five fingers.

five dollars? Fifty? It can't be Wu Bai!

Wang Chen didn't understand the market at all, so he didn't respond directly, but looked at Pei Yan who was on the side.

The kid did not disappoint him, and immediately pushed forward: "Uncle, you have found the wrong person, we can't do this kind of business."

The middle-aged man chuckled: "You're from the Pei family at the west end of the town, right? Well, for your father's sake, I'll give you one hundred spirit stones in exchange, whatever is less."

Pei Yan scratched his head and looked at Wang Chen, meaning to let him decide for himself.

The asking price just now was actually five hundred spirit stones!

It's really black to the chrysanthemum!

As a result, Wang Chen hesitated for a while, and Pei Yan plucked up the courage to bargain with the other party: "Eighty!"

The middle-aged man glared at him, turned his head and got into the crowd.

Business is gone.

Now Pei Yan really scratched his head, and said shamefully, "Shangxiu, I'm sorry..."

"fine."

Wang Chen patted his head and said with a smile, "Let's wait."

Cattle are always in groups, it is impossible to have only one.

Most importantly, through this small episode, he got a glimpse of a major feature of Qianxing Immortal City.

The City of Merchants really lives up to its name!

And Wang Chen didn't wait for a long time, because the middle-aged man came back just now.

"Eighty is eighty!"

So Wang Chen exchanged the eighty spirits for a scalper's ticket, and exchanged his own number plate for the other party's.

His ranking instantly rose from over 500 to No. 19!

As soon as the two of them finished the transaction, the number began to be called inside the account.

Wang Chen understood why the other party was willing to lower the price. If no one exchanges with him, the number plate will be discarded.

After switching to the front number plate, Wang Chen didn't have to wait long.

When his number was called inside, he squeezed in and showed his number plate to the monks maintaining order, and Wang Chen was led into a small room.

It was a household official who handled the business for him.

When the official learned about Wang Chen's situation and needs, he said with a smile: "Daoist friend, our Thousand Stars Immortal City recruits talented people from Kyushu, and we welcome talented colleagues like you very much."

After a pause, he continued: "But rules are rules, and no one can easily break them. Please forgive me."

The rules of the Thousand Stars Immortal City are - spirit stones!

For monks like Wang Chen who need to transfer their nationality, as long as they apply, they will basically pass the review unless they have serious misdeeds in the past.

But there is a fee to pay.

This again involves the household registration system of Qianxing Immortal City.

The citizens of Qianxing Immortal City are divided into four grades: A, B, C, and D. Among them, the lowest grade D can enter and leave the fairy city freely, and buy and sell various materials in the city, but they have no right to live or work.

The townspeople in Yingxian Town are basically Ding and others.

C-level urban residents at the upper level can live and work in the fairy city, but they are not eligible to buy properties and open shops!

That is to say, if you want to live in the city, you can only rent a house or live in a hotel.

But the second-class city dwellers do not have these restrictions, and belong to the real people of a thousand stars.

As for the highest-ranking first-class city citizens, what they have is to enter the system, that is, the qualification to be an official!

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The first one is sent.