Chen Luo: Don't Come to the Bar Anymore. I'm Not Supporting You!

"Brother, you really have connections? Okay, I'll be right here, you can discuss it slowly later." The businessman was suddenly overjoyed.

If it's just one box, then it certainly can't be called cargo; at most, it's just provisions for a merchant's journey.

That's why not as many people buy compressed biscuits from Mona as you might imagine, because it's not a large-scale business.

But 20 boxes would be enough to generate sufficient profits.

Even without the Emergency Food feature, this compressed biscuit is just as delicious as the dishes made by the chefs of the Gilded Palace and Wanmin Restaurant. Even if it were sold as a snack, it could make a fortune.

From a businessman's perspective, it's a waste for this girl to sell such delicious food at such a low price.

Fortunately, she was the one who benefited, so no one warned Mona.

Moreover, if there are enough samples, it might be possible to find the recipe from these compressed emergency biscuits.

"I'm sorry, Alo." Only after the merchant ran over excitedly to the side to await Astra Yao was the water droplet on Mona's lips disperse and Mona was able to speak.

Mona still felt a little guilty about getting the compressed biscuits from Chen Luo and then selling them.

"Sigh." Chen Luo looked at Mona and sighed heavily.

"I'm so sorry." Mona lowered her head even further after hearing Chen Luo's sigh.

"I will never do it again..."

"Stop." Chen Luo suddenly interrupted Mona's declaration of determination.

"I'm not here to lecture you this time. What you do with the compressed biscuits and instant noodles is your business," Chen Luo said, tossing the bag of Mora he had taken from the merchant to Mona.

"Well?"

"What are you sighing about? When have I ever cared about money? Otherwise, would you be coming to the bar to freeload every day?" Chen Luo rolled his eyes at Mona.

Mona posted a request for compressed biscuits, and Chen Luo received the Primogem in exchange for compressed biscuits—a fair trade.

"Then why were you sighing just now?" Mona couldn't help but ask.

"I'm sighing. With your business acumen, you deserve to eat dirt for the rest of your life," Chen Luo said after glaring at Mona.

"Huh?" Mona was taken aback.

"Even if you desperately need money, you should at least keep some food for yourself. If you sell everything and I don't open the Bar Door for three days in a row, won't you starve to death?" Chen Le said to Mona, exasperated by her lack of ambition.

Chen Luo really didn't want to bring Mona to the bar only to find her starving.

Who could withstand being frightened like this every day?

Chapter 315 Chen Luo: Don't come to bars anymore, I'm not going to support you anymore!

"Secondly, you've only marked such a low price; are you doing charity?" Chen Luo said, tapping on the sign Mona had placed next to him.

"Ah, a box of compressed biscuits has 48 bags. Isn't 500 Mora per bag enough? A whole box is 24,000 Mora!" Mona said, somewhat puzzled.

"Hey, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about the food you eat at the bar every day?" Chen Luo crossed his arms and looked at Mona with a strange expression.

"Putting everything else aside, if you randomly take a compressed biscuit and enter it into a culinary competition, and you don't even get into the top three, then there's definitely something fishy going on. You're selling a bag for 500 Mora, are you doing a good deed for society?"

In Zero Bar, delicious food seems to be the cheapest thing.

All the food and drinks sold from Zero Bar have been enhanced by Chen Luo's culinary skills.

While things like compressed biscuits may lose some of their flavor due to added ingredients, they are still something that only a master chef could painstakingly create.

500 Mora? You really have a way of thinking about that.

The most expensive set meal at the Gilded Palace costs tens of millions of Mora, Chen Luo remembered it being mentioned in Ningguang's invitation mission.

Then you sell this bag of compressed biscuits for 500 Mora?

Tsk tsk tsk.

"Tell me, how long has it been since you started setting up your stall?" Chen Luo asked.

"Hmm, less than 20 minutes, I guess?" Mona said after thinking for a moment.

"How much did you sell?" Chen Luo asked again.

"All three boxes of instant noodles and three boxes of compressed biscuits are sold out," Mona answered honestly.

"Do you think ordinary business people can sell as fast as you?" Chen Luo was completely speechless.

If Mona were bolder, selling a whole box of compressed biscuits would be enough for Mona to buy whatever she wanted.

As for what Mona wants to buy?

It's definitely the latest astrological instrument and research material.

Doesn't Chen Luo know Mona yet?

"It doesn't seem like there are any." Mona looked around at the other stalls; not much of the stuff on the stalls had sold yet.

"So I sold it at a loss?" Mona couldn't help but ask.

"To be honest, you're practically giving them charity by charging them 100,000 Mora per case," Chen Luo said irritably.

Or rather, there is no upper limit.

Mona, why do you look down on things produced in bars?

"... Wouldn't I have suffered a huge loss?" Mona said, sounding like she was about to cry.

"What are you losing out on? You didn't even spend any money to buy these compressed biscuits."

"Yes, that's true." Mona nodded.

"Your only mistake was not having the nerve to ask for several boxes of compressed biscuits at once."

"So you're not angry at all that I'm selling compressed biscuits?"

"Why would I be angry? It's you who should be angry. If you want to buy something, just tell me. Do you think my reputation for granting other people's wishes is just empty talk?"

I think you just don't want to send me the Primogem.

Wow, you're awful.

"Oh, is it possible to have such a wish?" Mona asked in surprise.

"Why not? Tell me, how much Mora do you need?" Chen Luo asked confidently, arms crossed.

Although Chen Luo doesn't have a single Mora on him right now, and even owes Shenhe a lot of Mora, Chen Luo still has this mysterious confidence.

"That's enough," Mona said, holding up the money bag Chen Luo had just thrown at her.

"... Mona."

"Yes," Mona replied immediately.

"Don't come to the bar for the next two days."

"Huh? W-what happened?" Mona panicked.

"Seeing you gives me a headache." Chen Luo rubbed his forehead.

"No, please, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Seeing Chen Luo's posture, Mona immediately stood up from her stall, grabbed Chen Luo's hand, and pleaded.

Mona is now rich, but it's just enough to buy the latest astrological instrument.

There should have been some surplus, but after Chen Luo sold the last of the compressed biscuits at an 80% discount, there was no surplus left.

Mona, who had sold compressed biscuits and instant noodles, had no food left to eat.

Although I can use Mora to buy food, I can't do without the latest astrological instrument...

Besides, how can the food outside compare to the food at Chen Luo's bar?

"...Alright, then think about what else you want to buy, what astrological instruments you want, just say it, even on a grand scale!" Chen Luo encouraged.

"Uh, I also want to buy some books on astrology, which will probably cost around 1 million Mora. Of course, if it's too much, we can reduce the cost; 100,000 Mora can buy a basic one," Mona said softly.

[Ding! You have a new request!]

[Astrology Ritual]: Old man, poor, with the Xun trigram.

Reward: 150 Primogem + Mona's Affection Level 15

Difficulty: Two stars

"...1 million Mora, you deserve to be eating dirt." Chen Luo was shocked when he heard this number.

To be fair, while 1 million Mora isn't an insurmountable fortune in the Teyvat Continent, it's certainly a very high price.

Mona works as a freelance writer, and 1 million Mora is a lot for her.

No wonder researchers are all poor.

However, it makes sense that knowledge of the occult is priced higher.

However, Mona couldn't afford it.

"It doesn't necessarily have to be 1 million Mora. You can buy a basic version for 100,000 Mora, although it's been cut down..." Mona said pitifully.

"I can help you, but I have a question. Didn't you say you couldn't make money using your astrological abilities? So why are you setting up a stall here?"

"What a joke! I don't use astrology to make money, but these compressed biscuits are all from my own hard work. They have absolutely nothing to do with astrology," Mona said matter-of-factly.

"... I've prepared 20 boxes of compressed biscuits at the bar. In a little while, take that businessman to the apartment next to your rented place, have him wait outside, and go to the bar to get the 20 boxes of compressed biscuits. Sell them to him," Chen Luo said after a moment's thought.

"20 boxes?" Mona was taken aback.

One box of compressed biscuits contains 24,000 Mora, so 20 boxes would be... well...

"Each box of compressed biscuits sells for 100,000 Mora. That's 2 million Mora in total. Use 1 million to buy your astrology books or something, and remember to give me the remaining 500,000," Chen Luo said directly to Mona.

"100,000 Mora per case?"

"What? You think it's not enough?"

"No, no, no, isn't this too expensive?"

"What's so expensive about it? The highest price they could afford was 200,000 Mora per case." Chen Luo rolled his eyes at Mona again.

Why do you always look down on things produced in bars?

"Okay, I understand."

Although she said that, Mona was secretly wondering, who would be stupid enough to spend 200,000 on a box of compressed biscuits?

Why not just go to Chen Luo's bar for a meal?

"But 20 boxes sell for 2 million Mora. I only need 1 million to buy astrology books. I'll give you 500,000. What about the remaining 500,000?" Mona couldn't help but ask.

"I don't think you'd look at anything else if you could afford that million-dollar astrology book."

Chen Luo couldn't say he completely controlled Mona's mindset and actions as a shopaholic, but he definitely had some understanding of her.

"So..."

"It's yours now," Chen Luo said with a sigh.

"Alo, I like you so much!" Mona was stunned for two seconds after hearing this, then rushed towards Chen Luo.

"Stay away from me, you shopaholic." Chen Luo coldly held Mona's face to prevent Mona from getting close.

"I'll pack my things and take them to pick up the goods." Although she didn't manage to hug Chen Luo, Mona, who had been groping Chen Luo's body for a while, released her excitement and decided to pack up her stall and leave.

"Why are you still packing? They'll be leaving soon. I'll watch these things for you." Chen Luo said, tapping Mona's hat as Mona prepared to pack.

"Oh, oh, then I'll trouble you." Mona nodded and walked excitedly toward the merchant.

Chen Luo was not worried about the danger that Mona, the poor, weak and helpless girl, would face if she went out alone with the slightly fat merchant.

In fact, Mona could send that businessman flying five meters with a single slap; the businessman should be the one who's afraid.

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and set up your stall!" Chen Luo said to the Herrscher of Knowledge was watching Mona's retreating figure.

"Huh?" The Herrscher of Knowledge was taken aback.

"Don't you think Mona's stall is a great one? We're going to set up a stall anyway, so why don't we just use hers?" Chen Luo said, pointing to the things Mona had left behind.

"You... you didn't drive Mona away because of this, did you?" The Herrscher of Knowledge looked at Chen Luo suspiciously.

"Why are you speaking such obvious truths?" After giving the Herrscher of Knowledge a disdainful look, Chen Luo took out three chairs from his backpack and placed them behind the stall.

In this way, a stall was set up.

Under the influence of the Herrscher of Knowledge's abilities, those around him did not pay attention to Chen Luo's ability to manipulate objects from thin air, as if it were perfectly normal.