The Exploding Piggy Bank, Fried Chicken and Beer

The colorful lights intertwined, illuminating the entire Pedestrian Street Night Market.

Stalls lined both sides of the street, with men and women walking back and forth among them.

Stir-fried rice noodles, grilled skewers, fried chicken, stinky tofu, candied hawthorn...

Laughter, playful shouts, hawking cries...

Tang Song walked along the sidewalk among the crowd.

He was very familiar with this Pedestrian Street, having visited it many times during his university years.

If it weren't for summer vacation, this place would be much more lively than it is now.

A golden Piggy Bank became increasingly clear in front of me.

After passing a smoky barbecue stall, several small, less bustling stalls came into view.

Tang Song's gaze behind the glasses quickly fell on the "Piggy Bank".

It was hovering above a girl's head, bouncing up and down playfully, the clinking of coins growing more and more rapid.

Once you get a clear look at the girl's figure and appearance.

Tang Song instantly understood why Qian Lele carried a handbag when she went out every night.

In mid-July, even at night, the air in Yancheng was somewhat muggy.

Qian Lele was wearing ordinary jeans and a gray polo shirt, and the sweat on her forehead was particularly clear under the light.

Her long hair was casually tied back, with a few strands swaying gently beside her cheeks, and her skin had a healthy blush.

Like a quietly blooming daisy, it exudes a fresh and unique beauty.

She was squatting on a step, with a simple stool under her bottom and a rechargeable light bulb in her hand.

In front of them was a beige cloth, on which were displayed a dazzling array of bracelets, wrapped in a simple PVC bag.

There was a white plastic board next to it that read, "5 yuan per skewer, choose whatever you like."

It didn't take up much space, and because it was laid directly on the ground, it was very inconspicuous.

This female college student is indeed working very hard to earn money.

As she prepares to become a junior in college, she not only works part-time at the Glimmer Café, but also sets up a stall at the night market in the evenings.

She is also very frugal in her daily life, and only has two or three sets of clothes that she mixes and matches.

After a slight pause, Tang Song quickly came to his senses and his sharp eyes fell on the "Piggy Bank" above her head.

Just as I was thinking about how to defeat this monster, lines of text suddenly appeared in front of me.

The monster "Piggy Bank" has appeared within attack range.

[The stall owner "Qian Lele who sells bracelets" has been linked]

For every item a vendor sells, the corresponding sales revenue is added to a "Piggy Bank." When the "Piggy Bank"Piggy Bank is full, it will be destroyed.

[Piggy Bank (Random Monster): Remaining Capacity 500]

Players are requested to help the stall owner increase sales by defeating wild monsters. Limited time: 2 hours.

[Note: As a qualified "Study God," you can only use your own knowledge and talents. If you cheat or seek outside help, the monsters will flee.]

Just then, a male customer in front of the stall picked up a cinnabar-patterned bracelet.

Qian Lele quickly raised her head and introduced the bracelet in a gentle and clear voice.

The male customer casually played with the bracelet, chatted with Qian Lele for a while, and then happily scanned the code to pay.

The Piggy Bank, shaped like a little pig, swayed proudly and opened its mouth.

A golden light emanated from Qian Lele's body, transforming into a coin that was swallowed by the "Piggy Bank".

[Piggy Bank (Random Monster): Remaining Capacity 495]

After reviewing the system introduction, Tang Song quickly understood the kill process.

That is, to achieve a sales volume of 500 yuan, 100 skewers were sold.

The reason why the monsters spawned on Qian Lele is probably because of the [Luck +2] effect.

After all, the two are friends, which makes many things much easier to handle.

Tang Song pursed his thin lips and strode over.

"Hello, would you like to take a look at the bracelets?" Noticing someone approaching the stall, Qian Lele smiled and looked over.

He immediately stood up.

"Good evening, Brother Song, are you out shopping?"

Her voice was a little soft, and her face was embarrassed and shy, making her seem very ashamed.

It's not that she feels ashamed to make money by setting up a stall; after all, most people around her know about it, and she's already used to it.

The main point is that the thirst for knowledge and dedication to learning shown by the Tang Song were truly brilliant.

Despite being a college student, he doesn't read or study at night, yet he goes out to set up a street stall.

Compared to Tang and Tang Song, she felt ashamed.

"Good evening." Tang Song smiled warmly. "You must be tired from studying. Come out for a walk and relax."

"Yes, proper rest is good for your health." Qian Lele put her hands down in front of her and smiled.

Zhang Wen, who had just finished making a sausage, turned around curiously and asked, "Lele, is this your classmate?"

As she spoke, her gaze fell upon Tang Song, who was standing there.

He is handsome and tall with a well-proportioned physique, but he is a bit unkempt.

Cheap counterfeit sneakers, a neat and ordinary T-shirt and jeans, and slightly oily skin and hair.

However, he has a very good temperament, focused and bright eyes, and exudes a strong scholarly aura.

Like the academic superstars in school who love learning, they are quite charming.

Qian Lele shook her head and said, "Brother Song is my colleague at the coffee shop."

"Oh, oh." Zhang Wen nodded knowingly and laughed heartily, "Hello, I'm Zhang Wen."

"Hello, I am Tang Song."

After exchanging a few polite words, Tang Song stood directly next to Qian Lele.

Seeing her somewhat uneasy, Wei Xiao and said, "Won't you mind staying here for a while?"

"No, no! How could that be!" Qian Lele quickly waved her hand and moved the small stool to the side, saying, "Brother Song, please sit down."

Tang Song glanced at the simple stool and quickly concluded that it couldn't support his weight at all.

"I can stand. I've been sitting all day. Don't worry about me. You continue selling the bracelets."

He wanted to observe first, to see how Qian Lele's sales and customers were doing, and then formulate a plan to find a way to defeat the monsters.

"Okay then." Qian Lele sat down again on the small stool, her jeans taut, revealing her round and alluring curves.

The bustling Pedestrian Street was filled with people coming and going.

Every now and then, someone would come up, pick up the bracelet, ask about the material, look at the workmanship, and then get up and leave.

Tang Song watched for ten minutes, and despite Qian Lele's hard work and enthusiasm, she didn't sell a single item.

After a moment's thought, and combining the information provided by the glasses, Tang Song quickly came to a conclusion.

These bracelets are of very average quality, even inferior, and have extremely low cost.

The primary target users should be students, since this place is right next to the Teachers' University.

But it's summer vacation now, and the people coming and going are mostly nearby residents and office workers.

They bought these cheap bracelets that cost just over a dollar each, but they couldn't bring themselves to wear them.

Even with various marketing methods to help sell, it's difficult to achieve the target.

Therefore, if you want to kill the monster "Piggy Bank", you need to find another way.

However, for him in his "Super God" state, it was not a difficult task.

As he was pondering, Zhang Wen suddenly laughed and said, "Tang Song, just a friendly reminder, your presence here might affect her business. Lele such a pretty girl; many single guys will try to strike up a conversation, asking about her bracelets and chatting. The conversion rate is pretty good. With you here, people will assume you two are a couple, so..."

Qian Lele quickly stood up, her face flushed, and said, "Sister Wen, what nonsense are you talking about? There's no such thing!"

"Okay, okay, just kidding." Zhang Wen blinked, glanced at Tang Song, and didn't say anything more.

Qian Lele's figure and appearance are indeed outstanding, with an oval face, almond-shaped eyes, a straight nose, full lips, and long legs with a curvy figure.

Although her skin isn't great due to sun exposure, she's still a stunningly beautiful young woman.

Especially under the dim lights of the night market, it's an absolute crowd-attracting attraction.

As a result, her business also improved.

Qian Lele said nervously, "Brother Song, don't misunderstand."

Tang Song leaned forward slightly, getting close to her and whispering, "Lele, what's the profit margin on these bracelets?"

Qian Lele pursed her lips and said shyly, "Three yuan and fifty cents. Actually, these things are very cheap when bought in bulk."

Tang Song looked into her clear, bright eyes and said gently, "How about this? I'll help you with the promotions, and we'll split the profits fifty-fifty. I happen to be free tonight, so I'll just consider it earning some extra money."

He knew Qian Lele's personality, which is why he chose this method of cooperation.

Upon hearing this, Qian Lele was taken aback for a moment, then nodded vigorously and said, "Of course!"

"OK! You wait here for me, I'll go prepare the props, I'll be right back."

After saying that, Tang Song strode into the crowd and walked forward.

Once he disappeared from sight, Zhang Wen asked curiously, "Lele, where did Tang Song go?"

"Brother Song said he'd help me with promotions."

"Uh..." Zhang Wen said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I misspoke just now."

"It's okay, Sister Wen, Brother Song didn't mean it that way." Qian Lele shook her head and sat down again on the small stool.

She's a smart woman; she knows the hidden benefits that beauty brings her.

For example, when she goes for a part-time job interview, her success rate is much higher than others.

For example, setting up a street stall makes it easier to gain attention.

In life, you will also receive a lot of kindness and Good impression.

Of course, she has her own bottom line and values, and she won't use her beauty to make dirty money.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, just as Qian Lele sold a bracelet, Tang Song hurriedly returned.

He held a small stool, a thick sketchbook with spiral lines, and a fine pen.

Place the stool next to Qian Lele.

Tang Song opened his sketchbook, gently gripped the elegant pen in his right hand, glanced up at Qian Lele, and then began to wield the pen rapidly.

His expression was serious and focused, and his bright eyes showed confidence and composure.

The slender pen seemed to blend seamlessly with his long, graceful fingers.

The pen tip glides lightly across the paper, making a rhythmic "shush" sound.

Qian Lele and Zhang Wen curiously leaned over to look, and were both stunned.

Is this Hua Hua?

The lines flowed smoothly across the paper, quickly and concisely outlining the figure's silhouette.

From the strands of hair on the top of the head to the slightly raised chin and the relaxed shoulders, with just a few strokes, a vivid character begins to take shape.

The two girls gradually became engrossed in watching.

As the brushstrokes, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, are applied, details and shadows gradually emerge.

A Ming Li young girl with a high ponytail and wearing a polo shirt appeared on the manuscript paper.

Qian Lele stared blankly at the portrait that looked so much like herself, her mouth agape, her cheeks feeling warm.

I couldn't help but steal a glance at Tang Song's aloof profile.

He has a high nose bridge, thin and well-defined lips, and focused, bright eyes.

Her vision blurred for a moment, and she felt as if Tang Song was glowing.

As expected of Brother Song, he is not only a tech genius and a lover of learning, but also multi-talented.

That's really amazing.

Zhang Wen also shifted his gaze from the manuscript paper to Tang Song.

The whole process took only four or five minutes, during which a simple Portrait full of charm was created on the spot.

Moreover, he didn't just stare at the model and paint bit by bit; it was as if everything was in his mind.

At that moment, he seemed to exude the aura of an artist.

Even her somewhat low-class outfit seemed to have become a deliberate attempt at being understated and reserved.

And I hadn't noticed before, but his hands are absolutely gorgeous!

"That's it." Tang Song smiled with satisfaction, tore off the sketch paper, and gently placed it on the stall.

"Brother Song... what's wrong with you...?"

Tang Song turned his head and asked, "Lele, what do you think of my drawing?"

"Very good, very good!" Qian Lele looked at the Portrait of herself on the stall, her cheeks flushed.

"That's fine then." Tang Song smiled and raised his eyebrows, then picked up the white plastic board with the price quote written on it by Qian Lele.

A line was added above, "Buy the bracelet and win a free portrait sketch!!"

Then, Tang Song took out his Mobile Phone from his pocket and opened the lucky draw wheel he had created in the Mini Program.

The prize is a single "sketch portrait," with a 10% chance of winning.

There are many Mini Program available on the market that can be used to create lottery events, and they work quite well.

Watching his series of actions, Qian Lele finally understood what Tang Song meant by "promotion".

It's like using her bracelet as a lottery prop; what she's really selling are the "sketches."

Qian Lele pursed her lips tightly, tugged at Tang Song's arm, and whispered, "Brother Song, you're at a huge disadvantage like this."

She had also seen people setting up street stalls to draw sketches, their skill level far inferior to that of the Tang Song, but they still charged tens of yuan each time.

Many people will probably keep buying bracelets for this sketching opportunity, until they win the prize.

Tang Song looked up and smiled at her. "Lele, I'm only in charge of Hua Hua. You'll be in charge of publicity, sales, and transactions. We'll have a clear division of labor, each doing our own job, and the profits will be distributed fairly."

Their eyes met, and Qian Lele's lips pressed tightly together.

After a moment of silence, he finally nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Song."

Taking a deep breath, Qian Lele stood up and began enthusiastically hawking her wares.

"This Portrait is so beautiful! It would be perfect as a headshot!"

"Miss! Miss! Is this really the level of sketching you're talking about?"

"Of course! Quality and quantity are absolutely guaranteed. Our handsome artists will create artwork live! Professional level, fast turnaround!"

"Okay, I'll buy two first and see if I can win. These two will do, 10 yuan, right? Transferred."

"What a pity, I didn't win! Let me try two more!"

"Wow! I won! I won the lottery!"

"Is one glance enough?"

"It's done so quickly? Let me see!"

"Wow! General Xie! Thank you so much! It looks amazing!"

In the following days, more and more people gathered in front of this ordinary bracelet stall.

As each expressive sketch was completed, the crowd gasped in amazement.

Many people exclaimed, "Has everything become so competitive now?"

To sell a 5-yuan bracelet, this amazing sketching master squatted on a small stool to draw a customer's portrait.

Many people were holding up their Mobile Phone to film the scene of Tang Song creating art on site.

Share to social media platforms such as Moments and Douyin.

Zhang Wen, who sells grilled sausages next door, also made a fortune as a result, and his business reached its highest peak ever.

Thinking about what she had said to Tang Song before, she felt her face burning.

I also experienced the power of "dimensional reduction attack" for the first time.

If she had that skill, or that awesome friend, she could make a fortune even selling sausages.

For a moment, people looked at Qian Lele with a hint of envy.

They've known each other for over a year, and Qian Lele actually has many suitors.

You can often see handsome and sunny boys from school coming over here to chat with her.

Now another talented and beautiful colleague has appeared, and she's so good to him. She's so lucky.

A notification sounded in my ear, "Ding! [Wild Monster - Piggy Bank] defeated!"

Tang Song raised his head and looked at the piggy Piggy Bank floating above Qian Lele's head.

[Piggy Bank (Random Monster): Remaining Capacity 0]

Immediately afterwards, cracks appeared on the Piggy Bank.

With a "clattering" sound, the glittering coins inside burst open.

Like fireworks in full bloom, dazzling and beautiful.

The System Light Screen reappeared.

You have obtained the special item "Magical Piggy Bank"

[The Magical Piggy Bank]: When players are in a dungeon environment and playing a role, the Piggy Bank will continuously receive cash injections. After the dungeon is cleared, the money in the Piggy Bank can be withdrawn.

[Note: The amount of cash injected depends on the player's performance.]

After reading the prop description, Tang Song's lips curled up in a smile.

It turned out to be a cash reward item.

It's common to find gold coins in dungeons, and the amounts are usually quite substantial.

I'm currently in a dungeon environment, my self-media has been temporarily put on hold, and I was originally worried about how to accumulate cash.

Now that he has this tool, his little problem has been solved.

It looks like I'll be able to get my hands on the "Whispers of Human Nature" item in the mall soon!

Looking at Qian Lele's stall and handbag, there weren't many bracelets left.

There are probably more than 40 left.

I might as well help my roommate clear out her inventory; it would be a considerable income for her.

9:30 PM.

The bracelets were all sold out, and after a few complaints, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Tang Song put away his paper and pen, stood up, and said with a smile, "Can we close up shop early today?"

"Okay! Time to get off work!" Qian Lele's face was flushed.

All 150+ bracelets we brought were sold out.

Because the QR code for receiving payments belonged to her, the numerous payment notifications on her Mobile Phone filled her with excitement.

"Brother Song, can I have this painting?" Qian Lele carefully picked up her sketch, her eyes filled with hope.

"Take it, it was originally a gift for you."

"Thank you, Brother Song!"

He packed his things away and said goodbye to Zhang Wen.

The two walked side by side toward the Normal University Teacher's Apartment.

At this time of day, and on a weekday, the Pedestrian Street was much quieter with fewer people around.

Just as they were about to walk out of the street, Qian Lele suddenly stopped and said, "Brother Song, wait a minute, I'm going to buy something."

"Okay, go ahead."

Qian Lele jogged over to a small stall.

After haggling with the owner for a while, I finally bought 40 yuan worth of fried chicken nuggets.

"I've bought it! I'll treat you to fried chicken tonight!" Qian Lele waved the plastic bag in her hand, like a hunter returning with a full load, a satisfied and happy smile on her face.

Besides spicy strips, she also loves fried chicken.

However, because the price is relatively high, I only buy a little when I really crave it, about once every two months.

Today I'm so happy and excited that I just want to let loose.

As the two entered the Teacher's Apartment, the surroundings gradually became deserted.

The soft moonlight poured down, draping the ground in a layer of silver gauze.

The lights in the buildings, illuminated by the moonlight, created a unique atmosphere.

Tranquil, warm, and comfortable.

Qian Lele turned her head slightly and could see Tang Song's undulating profile and tall, upright figure.

Her eyes sparkled, and her heart was filled with a unique sense of security.

A lively and playful smile appeared on her face, and her steps became exceptionally light.

The living room was brightly lit.

Qian Lele poured the fried chicken onto a plate and brought it to the table.

After thinking for a moment, I took out two more cans of beer from the refrigerator.

When I was hanging out with Ding Yao before, she would treat herself to fried chicken in her dorm room, which she would then eat with beer.

Although Qian Lele found the beer a bit bitter, it did have a unique flavor when paired with fried chicken.

As for Teacher Jiang's two cans of beer, we can just buy them at the convenience store later.

The two sat facing each other at the dining table.

"Clink~" The beer cans clinked together gently.

As the cool, slightly bitter liquor went down her throat, Qian Lele shivered and picked up a piece of golden, crispy fried chicken, handing it over.

With Jing Jing eyes, she said, "Try it, it's delicious!"

"Thank you." Tang Song smiled and took the package, taking a bite under Qian Lele's expectant gaze.

He gave a thumbs up and said, "It really smells delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it's so good."

Qian Lele smiled contentedly and started eating as well.

They chewed slowly and carefully, paying extra attention.

"Brother Song, I just did the math. We sold a total of 156 bracelets, with a net profit of 546 yuan. Each person can get 273 yuan. Normally, I can only sell a maximum of..."

Tang Song ate fried chicken while observing the simple and kind female college student.

Her eyes were beautiful, bright and clear.

When she smiles, her eyebrows and eyes arch upwards, making her look very radiant.

Noticing Tang Song's gaze, Qian Lele blushed and lowered her head somewhat awkwardly.

"Lele, have you ever thought about changing your business? Now that the universities are on holiday, it's hard to sell these kinds of bracelets; there's no market for them."

Qian Lele quickly looked up and said earnestly, "I know. Living in the dorm before was inconvenient for many things, so I could only sell small items. Now that all the stock is sold out, I'm thinking of changing the merchandise. Do you have any suggestions, Brother Song?"

Tang Song's eyes flickered, his thoughts raced, and he immediately gave her the answer that best suited her.

"Teacher Jiang's apartment is fully equipped with kitchen appliances. Now that it's the height of summer, you could consider making some iced fruit tea or lemonade. Buy a styrofoam cooler and add some ice packs. The ingredients are simple and it's easy to do..."

Qian Lele's eyes sparkled as she listened to Tang Song's words.

She had always longed for a like-minded friend with whom she could share her joys and sorrows.

When feeling lost, we can discuss solutions together.

She felt that Tang Song was that kind of person.

He was even more pure than I was, exceptionally talented yet low-key and reserved, so passionate about learning that he would forget to eat and sleep, focused, determined, and ambitious.

Hearing from Sister Wen that it had affected her business, she helped herself in another way and spread kindness and warmth.

His aura was distinct and intense, the Hours influencing those around him.

To be friends with someone like that is a great blessing.

I really hope we can be friends for life! Sharing fried chicken and beer together!