After Lin Yiran left, Wu Yongde and his teammates talked about it and realized how much of a favor Lin Yiran had done for them.
They can earn a lot of money just by selling tens of thousands of kilograms of ingredients every month.
According to Lin Yiran's price, regardless of whether it's meat or vegetables, it's all 10 star coins per pound. So, a light yak would weigh around 2,000 pounds, which would be 20,000 star coins. The key point is that this is practically free money.
He had asked Lin Yiran, and she only wanted the yak meat; she didn't want the horns or the core of the yak.
He could keep these and sell them for around 40,000 to 50,000 star coins. So, the 20,000 star coins would be considered extra income.
The key is that they can't just kill one mutated plant or animal on a trip. It's common for them to take on seven or eight missions at a time. Miss Lin will collect the corpses of these plants and animals, as long as they are listed in this encyclopedia.
Once a week, it's no problem to collect tens of thousands of kilograms of ingredients at a time. It's like you can collect 50,000 star coins worth of ingredients a month, which would be worth 500,000 star coins to Miss Lin.
Five hundred thousand!
They used to have to do two or three missions to earn this much money.
Miss Lin's money felt like it was given to them for free. In fact, Miss Lin could have simply posted the mission at the Mercenary Guild herself, and there would have been plenty of mercenaries willing to take it. There was no need to find them.
This truly reflects her feelings.
They've unknowingly accumulated even more debt to Miss Lin. The gap in their strength is too vast; all they can do is try their best to fulfill the tasks Lin Yiran entrusted to them—consider it repaying her kindness.
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After dealing with this matter, Lin Yiran prepared to return to the store, not knowing how busy it was or how good business was.
Unexpectedly, the supercomputer on my wrist started beeping.
Lin Yiran quickly raised her hand to look, and saw that it was... a message sent to her by Lin Fu?
She quickly clicked to read it, and it contained only a few words: "Boss, there's trouble in the store, come back immediately if you see it!"
Lin Yiran hurriedly rushed back.
When she arrived at the street corner in the North District, she found her shop completely surrounded! There were so many people outside that it looked even more crowded than the first few days after she opened her shop!
What could possibly attract so many viewers?
Hopefully, it's not what she thinks. The worst thing about running a restaurant is making people sick. No matter how delicious your food is, no one will buy from you in the future.
Hopefully, things aren't as she thinks.
But when I got into the crowd, I could already hear the people outside talking about it.
"Hey, what happened in here? Someone's really dead? Where is he? Let me in and take a look!"
Lin Yiran's heart skipped a beat.
"He's really dead, really dead! Didn't you see that the person lying on the ground had purplish-black lips? It looks like he'd been poisoned!"
"What?! The food in this food court is poisonous?! Oh dear! My grandson eats their food every day, what are we going to do?! No way, they have to pay up! They have to pay up! If someone dies from eating there, they have to pay up! They have to pay back all the money they've earned these past few days! And they have to be fined too. These unscrupulous merchants will sell anything, they have to be taught a lesson!"
"Oh dear, don't get so agitated. My family eats it every day, and we're perfectly fine. Let's take another look, let's take another look, it can't be!"
"What do you mean we can't? Our interstellar notice clearly states: It is forbidden to eat the meat of mutated plants and animals without permission! They've already made it public, yet this unscrupulous person still cooks these poisonous things for us to eat. What is she thinking?"
"Oh my, what are you saying, making it sound so real? We're all just trying to make a living. Which family doesn't eat some mutated animal or plant meat for a treat? Haven't we done plenty of these things that shouldn't be done? Why don't you seem to mind this much when you're eating them yourself?"
"Can't you see that she's trying to swindle the boss out of money?"
Lin Yiran finally managed to squeeze in, and while she was inside, she overheard everything the people were saying. There were some reasonable people among them who believed there was definitely some conspiracy behind all this, unlike those opportunists who were trying to profit from the chaos.
Well, there are all kinds of people, but most of them are rational.
A middle-aged man lay in the crowd. His lips were purplish-black, his eyelids were bluish-black, and even his fingernails were speckled with bloodstains.
"Are these the symptoms of poisoning?" Lin Yiran asked the system.
The system said no, that someone was definitely causing trouble, and gave Lin Yiran a convincing reason.
Anyway, that person definitely didn't get poisoned from eating her food. Lin Yiran is now just waiting to expose that person's true colors.
The woman was crying out, "Damn it!! This heartless shop owner sold poisonous food to my husband, and this box costs 100 star coins! Just one box of food costs 100 star coins! How can we poor people afford this? I saved up for more than a week to save up this few star coins to come here and buy this box of food to take back with me when my husband goes on a mission. I never expected that he would become like this after eating it. By the time his brother carried him back, he was already dead."
"God, what am I supposed to do? I'm just a woman with no means of survival! Am I really supposed to take my daughter and son to the garbage dump to scavenge for trash? How are we supposed to live then?!"
"You heartless boss, come out here! Not for anything else, but to prevent any more victims, I'm going to shut your shop down today! Everyone, come and help us get justice! Murder! Murder! Heartless boss, murder!"
Seeing Lin Fu struggling with this matter, Lin Yiran stepped forward, attracting the attention of most people.
"You said your husband died from eating our takeout lunches, so let me ask you, did you see him eat any of them? It seems to me that your takeout lunches were barely touched."
As soon as Lin Yiran spoke, everyone took a step back, knowing that Lin Yiran was the owner of the shop, and made room for her to go in. There were just too many people; there wasn't even room to move at first.
The woman choked for a moment.
"I didn't see it, I didn't see it, but my husband's brother saw it, they can all come and testify for us!" the woman cried out shrilly.
Lin Yiran: "What I'm asking you is that your husband barely touched this lunchbox. Look, the lunchbox is still full of vegetables and rice. Are you sure he ate our lunchbox?"
"What, are you planning not to recognize me?" The woman looked at Lin Yiran with grief and indignation, as if she had been greatly wronged.
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