Chapter 78 Clothing Store Owner
"What should we do? Village Chief Yun, please help him, please help him." Delis's face turned pale and her eyes were filled with tears of fear.
Then he gritted his teeth and made up his mind and said, "I, I can pay you, really. I have supernatural powers. I can make lots of beautiful clothes."
"Huh? The ability to change clothes?" Yun Qimu looked at her curiously.
This is really an eye-opener. First, I saw a person with superpowers in the Tengu tribe who could transform into flesh, and now there is another one who can transform into clothes.
The psychic on this exile planet is really interesting. I have never heard of such practical psychic powers in the outside world before.
With the beginning, Delis became more talkative, and she explained her special ability again and again. "As long as I draw the clothes on paper, I can copy them and turn them into physical clothes. I can also change the size. I can now copy ten pieces a day."
Yun Qimu asked with great interest, "Then can you also make the gems and pearls on the clothes appear?"
Delis's watery purple eyes widened. She never expected that Village Chief Yun was so powerful and could see through her hidden shortcomings at a glance. How hateful.
She lowered her head dejectedly, pouted her lips and said unhappily, "No."
"But when my ability level gets higher, I will be able to do it perfectly. Really, believe me."
Being stared at by the cute little beauty, it was impossible for Yun Qimu to be soft-hearted.
She thought for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, and then said with a headache, "But I really don't need clothes right now."
This is the truth. She had spent so much time tinkering with the hemp planting and textile industry in the Global Village. Now she selected ten skillful people to go back and make clothes. Now that Delis has come, isn't it a naked mockery that everything she did before was in vain?
Delis was anxious. "Although the clothes I made with my supernatural powers aren't embellished with gemstones, they're still beautiful. The noble ladies in the empire all praised them. The material is also very comfortable, not inferior to the pearlescent and mercerized materials used by the royal family."
"Besides, if you can't wear it anymore, you can sell it for a very high price. My father once took it to the Mercenary City and sold it for 10,000 energy coins."
She bit her lip, and began to promote herself eagerly with a small expression, and also proposed sales channels.
Ten thousand energy coins, or one hundred spirit coins, seemed to be quite valuable indeed.
After her reminder, Yun Qimu also had a new idea. Yes, the Global Village cannot produce and sell its own products, but it can sell them to other powerful cities.
Not only clothes, but also fruits, vegetables and so on. As long as we can sell them, we can not only make money but also increase the reputation of the global village. Then the villagers won't have to worry about where to find them.
Yun Qimu looked at Delis with admiration, then suppressed the slightly upturned corner of his mouth and said, "It's a good idea, but your clothes are still useless to me. Their value can't be exchanged for two bottles of red medicine. But I think your supernatural power is very practical, so I want to sign a contract with you."
"What contract?" Delis opened her eyes wide in surprise.
"I'm planning to open a clothing store soon and would like to hire you as the owner. You'll work for me for a year in exchange for me saving someone. Of course, I won't let you work for free while you're working for me. I'll give you a commission of one spirit coin for each piece of clothing you sell, and a monthly salary of 3,000 spirit coins. What do you think?"
Although she didn't know what spirit coins were, she could get money and save Agulai. The job sounded good. Delis, who was penniless and poor and had no place to stay, was immediately delighted.
She nodded excitedly, "I agree. I agree to sign the contract and become the boss's wife."
"Okay, then this contract is finalized. We'll sign an electronic contract after you join Global Village."
Yun Qimu smiled with her eyes curved, and looked quite happy.
Then he reached out and took out two bottles of big red medicine. "Hey, feed this to your savior. It will take effect in about ten minutes."
"Oh, okay, okay." Delis's tears slipped back and she excitedly wanted to reach out and take it, but she was carrying such a big thing on her back.
Massa was very tactful and came over to help, saying with a smile, "I'll help hold it up, little girl, you give it the medicine."
"Oh, thank you grandpa, thank you grandpa." Delis showed a grateful smile on her little face and thanked Chief Massa repeatedly.
But Massa's smile froze, "Grandpa."
His eyes bulged, and he explained with a bit of frustration in his voice, "I'm not old. I'm only sixty-nine, still a strong and healthy young man. My son is only sixteen."
As he spoke, he straightened his sturdy body. He was an A-level water-powered user. According to the average life expectancy data of interstellar power users, he could live to 600 years old.
However, the environment on the Exile Star is harsh, and coupled with the erosion of dark matter over the years, his lifespan may be greatly reduced, but at least he can still live for another hundred years. How can he be a grandfather? He is not convinced.
"Eh—" Delis Violet's eyes widened and she screamed, "You are more than ten years younger than my father."
"But why do you look so old?"
Massa: It hurts the little girl!
Yun Qimu also fell silent.
He was young and strong, so she really didn't notice.
Look at Massa's dark face, rough and weathered, with pits all over it like dog-eaten stubble. From a distance it looks white, from a close distance it looks blue with a hint of silver, but his face is dirty, and with that expression, that demeanor, and that old man's demeanor with his hands behind his back, everyone would call him Grandpa.
Seeing Masa's resentful eyes looking at him, Yun Qimu quickly coughed lightly to hide his emotions.
"Well, Delis, Agulai is dying. Please give him medicine quickly."
"Oh, I'll do it right away." Delis's attention was immediately drawn to it. She hurriedly took the red bottle from Yun Qimu's hand, pulled out the cork and was about to put it into Agulai's mouth.
The little mouth was still nervously babbling to encourage the injured, "Agulai, open your mouth and drink the medicine and you will be fine."
Although Massa looked grim, he still supported Agulai and helped Delis feed him medicine. He was relieved when he saw that the wound on his stomach had stopped bleeding.
Then he glared at his silly son who was standing nearby watching the fun, and handed Agulai to his silly son to carry on his back, and only then was he relieved.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, retreated to his wife Hualan for comfort, and asked, "Am I really that old?"
Hualan's smile froze and she looked at him hesitantly.
But Meifang beside her didn't hesitate at all. She smiled and slapped her thigh, "Oh my god, clan leader, you finally opened your eyes. Look at your own face. Standing next to my Cook, you look like father and son. Who would have known that you are the same age?"
Massa: It hurts even more!
(End of this chapter)
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