A child out of nothing

Market monopoly brings about a reduction in the cost of living - this is actually a very magical thing.

Those wealthy tycoons, such as William Adams, after monopolizing certain resources in society and occupying the market, why don't they try to acquire more resources and raise prices without limit, instead of

What about low price strategy?

Chen Yan seemed to have heard of it somewhere before. This was the result of long-term competition between the parties represented by various interest groups at the top of the empire.

The current system and ideology of the empire are also the product of the long-term political struggle between parties representing various interest groups.

Chen Yan had not been involved in it, and had never heard anyone describe that period of history in detail.

He thought that no matter what changes occurred in the superstructure, as long as the final policy was beneficial to the people, that would be enough.

In fact, the so-called "low price" is also relative - for the older generation of workers on Walker Street, the prices of vegetables and fruits at the William Adams Group Market are barely acceptable.

But for most other workers, or migrant workers from the countryside, these items are quite expensive - in most cases, they can only afford potatoes.

Mashed potatoes, potato cakes, potato cubes, baked potatoes, potato soup... Commoners at the bottom of the empire did not like to eat this kind of food, but potatoes were the cheapest and most filling.

Chen Yan bought a large amount of potatoes, 500 ml of mutton fat, two pounds of bacon, three liters of frozen milk, a bottle of cheese sauce, and 20 pounds of flour.

Rations for about two weeks cost a total of 30p.

Chen Yan estimated that he could eat it for two weeks, but in fact he didn't know how long he could eat it.

He almost never cooked for himself and didn't know what to make.

Just leave it to Nuomiguo.

After selling the ingredients, I looked at my watch and saw that the time had come to 11:43 am.

He couldn't carry so many things, but fortunately William Adams Market had a delivery service: for items weighing more than 20 pounds, market staff could help deliver them.

When we got home, it was already 12:30 noon.

When Chen Yan put the ingredients in the kitchen, Nuomiguo had already finished making lunch - oily mint soup, a small cup of beer, and a whole roasted turkey!

"It's made with the ingredients Ogami brought back yesterday," Nuomiguo said.

Didn’t Ogami say that he got the food from the soup kitchen?

Do places like the soup kitchen even give out turkeys?

Chen Yan covered his forehead.

It seems that the food yesterday was not received from the relief agency...

Was it stolen?

Chen Yan believes that people like Ogami disdain stealing.

Was that a robbery?

He has such powerful force. If he sees something he likes, he can just take it. Who can stop him?

Thinking of this, Chen Yan suddenly realized something.

Ogami was still fighting in Xiacheng District yesterday afternoon and got home in the evening.

Not only did I get home, I also brought a bunch of food with me.

Those foods... couldn't be the trophies he "captured" after he finished teaching the extraordinary people gathered in the lower city!

Chen Yan remembered that just now in Xiangu's reception room, his mind mentioned a bar.

Thinking of this, Chen Yan couldn't bear to look directly at the beer in his hand.

"Has Ogami gone out?" Chen Yan couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, we may have to live in the empire for a long time, so we must have income. He went to find a job." Nuomi Guo said seriously.

"Oh, oh, that's it..."

Great!

This way my rent will be paid!

Chen Yan was in a good mood immediately. After eating, he returned to the bedroom.

Before lunch break, he thought of something:

Today Nuomiguo said that they will stay in the empire for a while. Is it because of what happened yesterday afternoon?

Through what happened yesterday afternoon, the two of them were able to confirm that they would stay in the empire for a "long time."

That's probably it.

Thinking of this, Chen Yan became even more excited about the purpose of the two of them coming to the empire.

I also want to know more, what happened in Xiacheng District yesterday afternoon?

Chen Yan fell asleep in a daze.

About an hour later, a voice sounded in his ear.

'Mr. Chen, I'm back.'

Chen Yan was drowsily asleep. When he opened his eyes, there was no one in front of him.

"well?"

He was stunned for a few seconds before suddenly reacting.

"Claude Moon."

'I am here.'

Chen Yan said in surprise: "You're back so soon!"

His sleepiness was swept away.

'Well, the cocklebur is out.'

His voice was a little tired, with a hint of resentment in his tone:

'There is a barrier in Xanthium's reception room. It's not easy for me to get it. You owe me a big favor!'

Chen Yan could tell from his tone that he seemed to be having a hard time.

'Remember, the kindness of flowing water should be repaid by the ocean!'

"A drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring." Chen Yan complained helplessly, "I'll teach you another Asian slang, it's called [A lot of debts don't weigh you down], which means if you owe a lot, you won't have any pressure."

'Oh, Mr. Chen, you are such a bastard.'

"Where's that brain?"

'On your table... I want to remind you that that brain is not a good thing - he is a descendant of a certain god who is famous for [deception]. You should be careful when talking to him.'

Chen Yan got up and saw the cylindrical glass container filled with formalin solution on his desk.

The brain stayed inside quietly until Chen Yan looked at it and suddenly began to tremble violently. Countless tentacles stretched out from the brain grooves and knocked feebly on the wall of the glass container.

Chen Yan took out his phone from under the pillow with great anticipation, glanced at the time of 2:31 pm, then opened the address book and turned on the vision camera.

The next moment the vision camera focused on my mind, a familiar hoarse voice came from the phone's microphone.

"Thank you...what's your last name?"

Chen Yan said casually: "I am your father, of course you have the same surname as me."

His mind was furious: "Shameless person! I am a member of God's family! The blood descendant of Ami Godala! The one born from the storm of quantum entanglement! The heir to the infinite universe! The controller of steel..."

It announced its name rapidly for three minutes, and then laughed loudly:

"Do you want to know the name of the god? You are really courageous, do you know..."

Chen Yan was almost frightened by its "scary"-sounding names. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing.

Chen Yan didn't listen to what it was saying. He came directly to it, took his mobile phone, and tapped "Bang Bang" on the glass container.

The tapping caused painful tremors in the brain, and even the voice coming out of the phone's microphone was filled with pain.

"Inferior life! You actually offended a blood descendant of a god! You..."

"Bang bang bang!"

The groove in my brain shook violently.

"Speak well if you have anything to say. After all, I am also a dependent of the gods. You..."

"Bang bang bang!"

His brain was twisting like a cramp.

"Dad, I was wrong!"

Chen Yan put down her cell phone, sat on the edge of the bed, and crossed her legs.

"My dear son, tell me what happened yesterday afternoon?"
Chapter completed!