Another World: That's too much. I have to start from scratch to get the contribution value.

Chapter 27: What a Profligate Merchant

She pushed the door open and the wind chimes rang out with clear and pleasant sounds.

"Welcome - Oh? A rare guest."

A somewhat bald young man poked his head out from behind a narrow counter. He made no effort to conceal his surprise as he looked at Anjiu intently, his eyes focusing on her wrist.

"what are you looking for?"

He must have been sitting on a high chair, which made him look much taller, so An Jiu, who was already short, had to look up a certain angle to look him in the eye.

The boss blinked, yawned, stretched, and then crossed his fingernails loosely, revealing his ten fingers full of rings.

An Jiu brushed his golden fingers and asked, "Do you have thinner gloves, Boss Zhang?"

Boss Zhang said "Oh?" in surprise, muttering "I thought it was a fat sheep that came to my door, but it turned out that someone introduced it."

He smiled at Anjiu, as kind as Maitreya Buddha.

"It's in the third compartment of the second shelf on the right behind you. You have to reach your hand in hard and touch something soft. That's the glove."

Anjiu paused and looked at him hesitantly.

"Don't look at me, take it yourself. If I, as the boss, have to do every little thing myself, then I have to set the price higher to justify the food you eat."

Boss Zhang patted his sturdy arms.

"You'd better not just stand there. You should hurry up and go back to sleep before it gets dark, right? I remember you guys have this habit."

Just as Ji Mo said, this boss cares more about whether the customers have contribution value.

But Anjiu always felt a little strange when he did this, as if he was urging her to act faster?

Following what Boss Zhang said, Anjiu found the third grid, bent down and reached his hand inside until his fingertips felt the texture of rubber, and then he pulled it out.

Soft, skin-friendly, and only a thin layer, it is a protective glove.

"Found it?" Boss Zhang leaned forward, rubbing his fingers together. He said with a hint of regret, "You were quick. If you want, I'll give you this pair of gloves at a lower price."

“Are there gloves that can show the fingers?”

"Show your fingers?" Boss Zhang repeated with a frown.

"Well, I'm worried about getting hurt, but I also want to work more efficiently." An Jiu stated his purpose directly.

There is nothing to hide. From the 30th floor upwards, basically everyone is likely to do physical work, and the chance of injury is N times that of other floors.

Boss Zhang nodded to show that he understood, and this time he walked out from behind the cashier counter.

Anjiu was stunned. There was actually someone in the beehive who was so fat that he had a beer belly?

It just so happened that he was wearing a red sweatshirt, and the word "rich" on his belly just happened to be on top of his round belly, so the first thing that people who saw him thought was that he was extremely rich...

Contrary to his round belly, he bent over very easily without feeling any effort at all, as if the belly was fake.

"Let me look for it. I remember the gloves you mentioned. They are very ancient woolen gloves, right?"

Anjiu: “…Yes.”

Boss Zhang opened his arms and touched every item he could feel with his fingers. He half-closed his eyes, feeling something.

After a while, he said in a cheerful voice, "Found it."

He bent his waist to the limit and took out a ceramic shoe-shaped ornament from the bottom grid.

"right here."

He used his index and middle fingers to pull out a dark grey mass from his shoe, shook it a little, and handed it to Anjiu.

"Look, this is what you want."

Anjiu tried it on his hand, and out of the corner of his eye he noticed that Boss Zhang's mouth paused for a moment, but he said nothing, just kept tapping his belly with his fingers.

"How much is it."

When he heard her speak, Boss Zhang slowed down his movements a little, but his expression remained the same.

"Not expensive, not expensive. Such a small thing can only cost a few contribution points. I'm just selling it for fun. If you're sure you want it, I'll sell it to you at a low price. I'll give you the lowest price, 20 contribution points."

Anjiu: ...

"Not worth it. The style is old, easy to wear out, and doesn't fit well. The price is too high. I can only give you 5 contribution points at most."

"How many?" Boss Zhang raised his voice. "Five? More than half?"

An Jiu pretended not to hear and continued:

"This price is a reasonable price I can accept. After all, no one else will buy this pair of gloves. If you keep them, they will just gather dust in the bottom of the box. You might as well sell them to me at a lower price. At least I can get my money back. After all, small amounts of money are still money in business."

"No, no, this price is too much of a loss for me. I can't even buy enough goods. Although you are right, I can't sell at a loss. How about this, 19 contribution points, it can't be any lower."

"I can only offer 5. If you go and buy someone else's used gloves, you will only have to spend one contribution point at most." This was just to lower the price. Anjiu knew that if he really went to buy them, it was unknown whether he could find a suitable one, which would only delay things further.

Boss Zhang's expression was like a shattered palette. He kept taking deep breaths, as if he was really in pain.

He gritted his teeth and said, "The rent for the 28th floor is too expensive. Let's be considerate of each other and take 7."

Anjiu looked apologetic, but shook his head firmly, "I only earn a dozen a day's work. After deducting food and drink, I only have 6 contribution points left. After paying 5, the remaining one is for me to buy water."

Hearing this, Boss Zhang widened his eyes, looked at An Jiu again, and said in disbelief: "Wow, there really are people this poor?"

Without Anjiu's reply, he muttered to himself, "No wonder there have been no customers from upstairs. I'm selling it to you at a loss this time. In the future, just help me introduce more business. If they don't dare to come down, you can earn some errand fees by buying for them, right? Here, this is the new candy downstairs. Don't be polite. Take it and have it. Let's cooperate more in the future."

Boss Zhang unscrewed the large glass jar and took out a handful of candy. Under the incandescent light, the sugar coating sparkled with colorful colors.

"I like the purple ones best, they taste especially sweet."

He pinched out a candy bar and threw it across the air, then poured the rest of the candy back into the jar until the lid could no longer be screwed on.

Anjiu took it and held it in her palm. After saying thank you, she opened the payment page of the virtual watch. She carefully set the payment amount to 5 before she handed it to Boss Zhang to collect the payment.

"Do you need a packaging bag? Just one contribution point."

Faced with Boss Zhang's enthusiastic recommendation, Anjiu put the gloves in his pocket and directly refused with action.

When the wind chimes above her head made a clear and pleasant sound, An Jiu suddenly reacted. She couldn't help but mutter "swindler" in her heart.

Returning along the same path we came, when we reached the exit, the doors on both sides of the road suddenly opened, and several mothers holding children and their men appeared from behind the doors.

"It's her! She scared the child so much that he started crying!"

Although the woman didn't look at her, the direction of her finger was exactly right.

Her husband looked over subconsciously, then quickly looked away as if his eyes were polluted.

Anjiu:?

They probably didn't expect that there would really be a sixth-class citizen appearing on the 28th floor, and the grown men didn't know what to do for a moment.

Do we need to have a direct conversation? That's too cheap, isn't it?!

Just at this moment, a child suddenly started howling, and as if it was contagious, it triggered a series of reactions.