Re-Transmigrating: My Space Can Actually Travel Through Worlds

Shang Qu transmigrated to a wuxia world and ultimately died under ten thousand arrows. She thought her life was over but found herself opening her eyes to discover she had transmigrated into the bo...

Chapter 194 Time Difference

But then he thought that two more days of operation would be enough for the bar, and he regained his confidence.

In addition, Nanqu also ordered fruit from the fruit shop owner and vegetables from the vegetable shop owner. However, these can only be delivered on the day after tomorrow, and cannot be delivered in advance.

Afterwards, Nanqu went to the bar to order drinks for the day after tomorrow.

Listening to the prices quoted by others, Ji Qi felt his heart tremble.

[Haha, doesn't Ji Qi look like he's doing this for the first time?]

This just proves that my Qi Ge is a good baby~

[Nan Qu is too audacious! Where does she get the audacity to run such a large debt on credit?]

Ji Qi had the same question, but Nan Qu replied, "It's okay. Even if the bar owner comes back, we can sell the goods to him or set up a stall at the market. We still have half a month before we go back, which should be enough time for us to pay off our debts."

This is the second lesson we teach our children: don't make promises lightly, especially when you're not capable of fulfilling them.

Ji Qi's expression turned even uglier.

The production crew, however, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

[Are you really that confident?]

[While this makes sense, is it really the right thing to do?]

I wonder what those bosses would do if they knew they couldn't pay their debts immediately.

Seeing Ji Qi's grim expression, Nan Qu stopped teasing him: "Alright, we have a very important task today. Not only do we need to buy things for the day after tomorrow, but the bar also needs to be open tonight. So, the two of us need to prepare things for tonight as well."

Ji Qi hesitated: "But we haven't completed our mission, and the production team is going to confiscate all our money today. Is it really appropriate to keep running a bar?"

Nan Qu looked at him and said, "Don't worry, I've contacted the bar owner. All our profits today will go to him, and he'll pay us our wages tomorrow morning."

Not only Ji Qi's eyes widened in disbelief, but even the production crew members stared wide-eyed: "You...you can do that?"

Nanqu had just called the beer supplier when she called the bar owner. He'd promised yesterday the bar would stay open today; it wouldn't be good if it wasn't.

However, they were naturally unwilling to accept that the money from their business was handed over to the authorities.

Therefore, Nanqu came up with the idea of ​​using this time difference.

Ji Qi was immediately delighted: "Haha, I knew it! My sister Qu would never do something she wasn't sure of! Let's go, let's go, what else do we need to buy? Let's go now."

As soon as the two left the bar, they were stopped by the shop owner outside.

The shop owner asked Nanqu somewhat sheepishly, "Can you sell the meat recipe from yesterday?"

Nan Qu's eyes lit up upon hearing this: "How much do you want to pay?"

The boss held up five fingers: "Five, fifty thousand!"

Nan Qu replied, "For 80,000, I can give you both the recipes for roasted and stewed meat."

The boss's eyes lit up instantly: "Deal!"

The shop owner wasn't stupid; he had his eye on the nightly food stall. Unlike Nanqu and the others, he could sell all day. Although the town was sparsely populated, he had more than one shop.

He had eaten that meat, and he believed that he could recoup his 80,000 yuan investment in less than a month!

So, while Ji Qi was completely bewildered, Nan Qu signed the contract with the boss and received 80,000 yuan on the spot. All Nan Qu had to do was teach the boss how to do it.

To show their goodwill, Nanqu even gave the owner the fruit tea recipe.

At Nan Qu's request, the 80,000 yuan was directly converted into cash. This was by no means a small sum for a bank that had countless amounts of money.

But Nan Qu simply tossed the money into a woven bag and casually left the bank.

Seeing Nan Qu like this, Dongfang Hui finally couldn't sit still any longer:

"Well, Sister Qu, according to the rules, this money cannot be used for the program's expenses; it belongs to your personal property."

Nan Qu immediately denied it, saying, "How could that be? The recipe for the food was developed based on local ingredients, and I wouldn't have been able to make it if I hadn't come here to participate in the show. The food was created during the show, so there's no problem using it in the program."

Dongfang Hui wanted to say something more: "This, this is not right, how can these be the same?"

Nan Qu asked, "How is it different? You said that if we are short of money, we can go to the streets to perform, and the money we earn can be considered our common property. So why can't I sell recipes? Their performing arts are considered art, but my culinary skills are not?"