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    A piece of food has three meaty pieces, but he sells badges, and only one badge per badge... someone will definitely buy it!

    The skinny stall owner did what he said, looking for wood in the dark forest, chopping it, carving and polishing it all night in the moonlight...

    Fortunately, he once helped people do wood work, otherwise he would not be able to make so much now!

    The owner of the thin stall has been doing this, doing it until the moon goes down, until the bird wakes up, and until the sun rises... So sleepy, the owner of the thin stall has no eyes at the end, and the bone knife doesn't pay attention He poked into his nails, blood spurted out, and he screamed in pain!

    "Howling!" The fellow tribesmen were awakened by him and threw stones at him. The skinny stall owner clutched the bag on his head, thinking viciously, he must use this pile of badges to make a lot of money today!

    Look, so many, he carved seventy or eighty in one night, this is seventy or eighty jerky!

    Sure enough, the Xingyue Tribe, which was huge yesterday, circled a large area on the edge of the valley today.

    There were a few stalls in the front, and like yesterday, they were selling freshly made food. After that, there are two kinds of sauces dipped in the food and a kind of "Dengying Beef Shredded" similar to jerky.

    In the gentle hillside area, there are a few items that everyone didn't have time to play yesterday - darts, hoops, archery, and riddles.

    It was obviously time to be busy with trading, but people started to crowd around their booth and kept asking the people who came and went with the badge of the Xingyue Tribe: "When are you going to start selling?" "How long will it take? "What is the queue, what is the queue?"

    ...After another messy move, there was a long queue in front of the food stall.

    The skinny stall owner, with a sack in his hand, secretly rejoiced in his heart, and also followed into the queue.

    "Hey, this brother." He pounded the person in front of him.

    "What?" In front of him was a grumpy brother, with a rough appearance, his arms were thicker than the thighs of the skinny stall owner. The thin stall owner shivered: "Well, do you want a badge? If you have a badge, you can eat it for free..."

    "...Really?" The man raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

    "Really!" The thin stall owner swore to God: "I heard and saw with my own eyes yesterday, this badge is the proof of their tribe, don't pay for jerky if you wear it... I only need a piece of jerky, but If you don't buy it, you have to pay three, which one do you think is the best deal?"

    This irritable brother is also a no-brainer. Thinking about it, it is really worth it. He can't help but feel a little greedy. He changed a badge from the thin stall owner and tied it to his chest.

    The thin stall owner succeeded in his sales, and suddenly got off to a good start, selling his fake badge back and forth in the crowd.

    Someone was greedy for a small price and bought it. There were also people who thought this kind of stealing was annoying, and glared at him and scolded him away. The thin stall owner is not in a hurry, and just sells it slowly. Anyway, his feathers can't be sold anymore, and he is idle.

    Finally, the sun was bright, and the magical star-moon tribe began to cook their food.

    At the moment when the domineering scent came out, the three booths seemed to be radiant!

    All the people in line in front of their stalls can't help but rejoice that they are wise to change salt/buy tools and small items/set up stalls... Anytime is fine, but if you miss this half an hour, you may miss a lifetime!

    In front of the french fries booth, the irritable brother who bought the badge was finally in line.

    "Look, badge." He fiercely showed his badge to the girl who asked him for jerky.

    Looking at the stall girl Guoguo: "..."

    Guoguo twitched the corners of her mouth: "Well, this brother, you are not from our tribe. You have to pay for the jerky."

    The irritable brother was shocked: "How did you know!?"

    Guoguo: ...of course it's because there are less than 200 people in our tribe. I'm familiar with them all!

    Guoguo insisted that this person pay for jerky, but the irritable brother had a very thick skin and said shamelessly: "I have a badge, and I am a member of your tribe!"

    Chief Executive A Chuan came over with a blank expression: "What badge?"

    The irritable brother pointed to his chest, and Achuan said coldly: "It's fake. Either pay the meat or get out."

    "What you say is fake is fake?" This one is still indomitable: "It's obviously true!"

    A Chuan picked up his badge from his waist and pointed it to the rogue: "Our craftsman ordered red flower juice in the center of the sign. Do you have any?"

    A few people in the back looked over.

    Indeed, although the shape is simple, craftsmen who have seen the badge can copy it, but this flower juice is indeed ironclad.

    This time, the rogue could no longer give a reason, and had to leave in anger.

    "Don't go." A Chuan suddenly stopped him.

    "what happened again!?"

    "Which tribe are you from, what's your name?"

    "Hmph, I'm from the famous Youhe tribe, and Dagang is me!" Speaking of his tribe, the man was triumphant.

    A Chuan said: "Remember. Xingyue tribe will never welcome you in the future."

    Everyone: "..."

    I don't know what the consequences of being unwelcome are, but it sounds serious!

    At this time, there was another person in line. This person was shy, and he took out a badge: "Hey, I am also from the Xingyue tribe."

    Guoguo rolled her eyes: "Yours is fake too."

    "How can I be fake?" Mouse's eyes were straight: "Look, I have red flower juice too!"

    A Chuan glanced at it and said coldly: "After a few days, the flower juice on the real badge is no longer red, but a slightly bluish purple. Yours, bright red."

    Thief eyebrows: "..."

    In frustration, he shoved the fake badge back, and while feeling distressed for his piece of jerky, he resigned his fate and said, "Okay, okay, then I'll buy it directly..."

    A Chuan: "No, you are not allowed to buy it."

    The thief's eyes were overflowing with saliva, and when he heard this, he almost had a cardiac arrest: "What did you say!?"

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