I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

Chen Feng blurted out, Sayuri was stunned when he heard it.

"Um?"

"Uh, it's just some guns, knives... In short, it's about weapons."

Looking at Chen Feng from top to bottom, Xiao Bai cooperated with thinking, clenched his fist with his right hand and patted the palm of his left hand.

"It looks very suitable for you. Anyway, there are many private videos and tutorials on how to make figures. You can try it if you want... Huh? What are you looking at?"

While talking, Sayuri found that Chen Feng had already run to the side, and picked up a hand-made box with an excited expression on her face.

And Chen Feng's eyes looked similar to those of a mafia member, coupled with the excitement on his face, the other customers around him were frightened away a lot, and each of them seemed to be the kind Get ready to escape innocent citizens for their lives.

Is it that scary?

Sayuri tilted her head. Although her eyes were a bit fierce, she was actually quite handsome.

Putting her head close to Chen Feng's arm, Sayuri saw clearly what Chen Feng was holding.

"A figure of the Springfield Rifle? It's a dance-only version."

"That's right, I'm here to buy her!"

Looking down, there is no such figure in the place where the figure is placed. This figure seems to be the last one in this store.

Unexpectedly, so many people bought this figure, and he got the last one. Chen Feng patted his chest and was as happy as a child.

Blinking and blinking, Sayuri is also an adult woman with a high concentration of two-dimensional elements. She has played and watched almost all kinds of two-dimensional games, comics, and anime. She has played this hand-made game more or less for a while , so the figure was recognized at a glance.

"Although this kind of gun can only be single-shot, and after loading and firing, the bullet must be ejected from the trigger. The whole process needs to be done manually, and the rate of fire is also very low, but no man can refuse to pull the rifle that is loaded and fired!" Said. After all, Chen Feng sighed: "If there is a chance, I really want to collect all the bolt-action rifles. This gun is amazing!"

Chapter Fifty-ninth: The Savior

When Sayuri saw Chuntian reflected in Chen Feng's pupils... the Springfield rifle in his hand, his focus seemed a little strange...

Holding the box in his arms, Chen Feng came to the front desk to inquire.

"Hello, I would like to ask how much this is?"

He actually saw the price of this figure before it was released, and the positioning was actually around 50,000 yen, but it would be better for him to ask first.

When the young lady at the front desk saw Chen Feng approaching her aggressively, she shrank back in fright, and then remembered that the other party was a customer who came to buy things, so she swallowed her saliva and trembled with professionalism. Pointing at the label on the shelf where Chen Feng came, he said:

"Guest... the price of this figure is 75,000 yen."

"Buy it! Swipe your card."

Gollum...

The cashier lady looked at the gate and said cautiously:

"That customer... the credit card machine in the store is broken, we posted a notice, it's... right on the door."

"ah??"

Chen Feng followed the eyes of the cashier lady, and he saw a notice pasted on the door of the store, the general content is that customers who come to the store are invited to bring cash, credit cards, etc. are temporarily unable to accept cash.

"this……"

Chen Feng was dumbfounded, he only had the 50,000 yen in cash that Yang Nai gave him, and the rest of the cash was gone.

"You can help me stay..."

"Sorry to interrupt~ Is Mrs. Springfield's limited ball figure gone?"

Before Chen Feng picked up the shelf of Chuntian figures, a customer asked loudly.

"Sorry, guest, the last... the last one is in the hands of this guest."

"Ah... Is that so? It's selling too fast. I've gone to nearly ten stores, and they're all sold out..."

The guest, who was still wearing a suit and seemed to have just got off work, covered his head in distress, as if regretting that he was late, but soon his eyes fixed on the figure in Chen Feng's hand, and he purposefully He took the things he was going to buy, went to the cashier to pay, and patted Chen Feng on the shoulder when paying.

"Damn, brother, you are really lucky. It's not like I work overtime until this time, and I can't even buy anything."

The office worker left the store, but Chen Feng found that there were still many people who went to the place where the Chuntian shelves were placed to check as soon as they entered the store, and his sense of crisis suddenly rose.

He put his handle on the cash register and said very seriously: "Can you wait a while? I'll go get some cash and come back to pay."

The cash machine is quite a distance away, but Chen Feng believed that if he ran all the way there and back, it would take at most half an hour.

However……

"terribly sorry!!"

The cashier girl bowed at ninety degrees to Chen Feng, and Chen Feng could even see her back trembling, "Our store can't reserve anything for customers, you can only take it away after paying..."

"I have 50,000 cash here, deposit!"

"This..." The lady at the cashier bowed frantically, fearing that Chen Feng would overturn the cashier counter if she bowed completely, so that she knocked her head on the table a few times, "I'm very sorry!"

It didn't say it clearly, but the implication was obvious. If Chen Feng walked out of the shop, the figure would only be put back in its original place.

But if it is put back to its original position, after Chen Feng comes back, it is basically impossible for this figure to still be here.

Chen Feng became distressed in an instant. Should he call Boss Ogata and ask him to send him some cash?

As soon as this idea came into being, Chen Feng threw it to the ends of the earth.

Let's not say that doing this will make me owe favors, and the second is that the noodle shop is still open at this time, and it is not convenient for the boss Ogata to come out if there are customers in the shop.

Ah... This damn credit card machine, why doesn't it break sooner or later, it's only broken now! !

So can I just give up this handiwork?

Chen Feng was a little disappointed, obviously this figurine should belong to him, but because he didn't have cash, he had to give it up to others.

To be honest, Chen Feng really wanted to run away with his hand in his hand, and then take it back to pay after he finished withdrawing the cash, but if he did this, he would be farther and farther away from the life of a normal person. Let's go... this is a robbery, right?

Then call Yang Nao who is cleaning the new house and ask her to send cash?

Chen Feng suddenly became entangled. He didn't have any cash, but he just wanted this figure.

"Sir... Do you still want this figure?"

want! How could it not be...

Chen Feng really wanted to grab the cashier and say that, but he was so shy in his cash pocket that he couldn't afford that much money at all.