"Brother, do you forgive me?"
The Seven-Star Rat looked at Han Feng with eager eyes, looking pitiful.
"This won't happen again, you hear me?"
Han Feng's voice was slightly cold.
"I heard it, and I will never do it again."
The Seven-Star Rat hurried to make the assurance.
"Let's eat."
Han Feng greeted.
The blue electric mouse rushed into the thatched hut and took out an oyster shell.
The female parrot also walked up to Han Feng with an oyster shell in its mouth.
The Seven-Star Mouse was dumbfounded. "Brother, they all have tableware to hold their food, but what about me?"
Han Feng thought for a moment, then reached out to the scallop shell not far away and said, "Use that thing."
Looking at the scallop shell that was as big as a pot lid, the Seven-Star Rat couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Then, Han Feng began to distribute food.
“Woo woo!”
The Seven-Star Rat took a mouthful of noodles and suddenly started crying.
Han Feng was stunned. "Didn't I treat you? Why are you crying?"
The Seven-Star Mouse sobbed, his voice choked with sobs, "Brother, you have no idea, I have never eaten anything so delicious before. I feel so happy, it's like a dream."
Han Feng: “….”
Can you be so happy just by eating some noodles?
Isn’t this too pitiful?
Han Feng sighed and said, "Follow me, and you'll have plenty of food to eat in the future!"
"Um."
The Seven-Star Rat nodded.
"Brother, you are lying!"
The blue electric mouse pouted, looking annoyed.
"How did I lie to you?"
Han Feng frowned slightly.
The blue electric mouse immediately said, "Didn't you say you could eat as much meat and fish as you wanted? But you've been eating vegetarian food these past few days!"
"You don't dig up clams every day? That doesn't count as meat!"
Han Feng rolled his eyes.
"That little bit is enough to eat."
The blue lightning mouse grumbled.
"Look at the little squirrel, he's so happy just eating some noodles. This shows how hard life is out there. Don't be ungrateful for what you have!"
Han Feng snorted.
"Forehead."
The blue electric mouse suddenly stopped talking.
.....
After dinner, Han Feng turned to the two parrots and reminded them, "Remember this, you've only pooped three times so far, and you still owe us seven more. You must complete your task tonight, or you won't be able to sleep."
The two parrots immediately hung their heads.
There are still seven piles of shit. How long will it take to finish?
The female parrot suddenly said, "How can we just poop without eating? You have to give us something to eat, right?"
"Give."
Han Feng opened the space bag, took out a crab and threw it in front of the two parrots. He then instructed the Pea Shooter, "Little Pea, keep an eye on them. Only when they finish pooping can they rest."
"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"
The Pea Shooter made a powerful statement.
Han Feng said no more and turned to walk towards the thatched hut.
Just at this moment, a black shadow fell from the sky and landed heavily at his feet.
When he saw that it was a black iron treasure chest, Han Feng's mouth corners couldn't help but rise.
Today’s minimum living allowance has arrived!
Picking up the treasure chest, Han Feng entered the thatched hut, then placed it on the ground and whispered, "Little treasure chest, what's in it?"
Dark Iron Treasure Chest: "One condom."
"Why."
Han Feng sighed deeply.
What can this thing do?
Apart from blowing it up and playing with it as a balloon, it seems to have no other uses?
Han Feng thought about it for a while, and suddenly an idea came to him.
Since this thing is useless, why not sell it to others?
Anyway, no one knows what is in the treasure chest?
Han Feng quickly opened the regional channel chat group and then sent a message: Brothers, is there anyone who wants to buy the Black Iron Treasure Chest?
Su Lin: Do you really want to sell the treasure chest?
Han Feng: Yes.
Jiang Feng asked in confusion: Why don’t you keep it for yourself?
There is a certain probability of getting supplies or dangerous goods when opening a treasure chest.
However, the probability of issuing dangerous goods is extremely low, only 1% at most.
Given this, few people sell treasure chests anymore.
Someone as smart as Han Feng should know this, so why would he sell it?
Is there something wrong with this treasure chest?
Han Feng had already thought of his words, and said calmly: My luck has not been very good recently. I either get women's underwear or stockings. I have a strong premonition that this treasure chest may contain this kind of thing, so I don't plan to open it.
Wu Dahai raised a question: Stockings are indeed not easy to sell, but women's underwear is a hot commodity, so what are you afraid of?
Han Feng explained, "You may not know this, but I'm a person who values my reputation. If I keep launching things like underwear, you'll take the opportunity to tease me about running a women's goods store. I can't accept this, so I'm simply closing it."
Liu Chushuang: Haha!
Dilraba Dilmurat: Haha!
Yang Mi: Haha!
Is Han Feng a person who cares about reputation?
The things he did cannot be said to be completely evil, but they are definitely not aboveboard.
Is this the kind of person who claims to care about reputation?
They also laughed.
Han Feng swallowed his saliva: Does anyone have any misunderstanding about me?
Liu Chushuang: Haha!
Dilraba Dilmurat: Haha!
Yang Mi: Haha!
Han Feng: ....
Liu Tie: Han Feng, how much do you want to sell your treasure chest for?
Han Feng said seriously, "Given that the treasure chest might contain something like women's underwear, it's still quite valuable. Make your bid first, and I'll give it to you if I think it's worth it."
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