[Promising Future Chat Group]
Asta sent an exclusive Red Packet (Wangshu)
Asta sent an exclusive Red Packet (Wangshu)
Asta: "Good luck with the startup!"
Asta: "The one above is financial aid, the one below is a stall cart..."
Wangshu: "W-Wait! Why does the Herta Space Station have small carts for street stalls?"
Asta: "Ahaha... it's a long story, actually. So let's talk about it during the next training session."
Jingliu: "Why must it wait until the training session?"
Asta: "Ehe~"
Because it was currently her relaxation time. Discussing gossip during relaxation time was simply too much of a loss; it would be a complete waste of life.
But Asta didn't say that out loud. She simply sent an "Ehe" and ended the topic.
Wangshu also began selecting ingredients.
Leaving Jingliu all alone in the empty Shackling Prison, quietly watching the chat group screen. It wasn't until a long time had passed that she confirmed the group had indeed gone cold.
"All-purpose flour, corn flour, mung bean flour, soy flour, millet flour... Why is there no sorghum flour? Forget it, missing a little doesn't matter."
Wangshu patiently selected ingredients. Of course, he didn't plan to do this long-term. He hadn't transmigrated just to run a snack stall, but focusing on the present certainly couldn't be wrong.
To the side, Little Jingliu walked with her small hands clasped behind her back, following prettily behind him. She couldn't be considered patient, but Jingliu felt that since Wangshu had been scammed so miserably by her future self, she had to take some responsibility, more or less.
There were many people in the supermarket on the weekend. Most were young but weary-looking Xianzhou natives, and the number of Foxians and Vidyadhara was also quite significant.
"Cangcheng is commercially prosperous, attracting guests from all directions."
Jingliu was by his side, explaining softly in the tone of a local guide.
"Nowadays, within the Xianzhou Alliance, the ones who aren't warlike... are probably only us in Cangcheng. The IPC has stationed itself here, and many Foxians, and even Vidyadhara, who possess a 'New Century Pioneering Spirit' mostly gather here."
"What is the New Century Pioneering Spirit?"
Wangshu was a bit puzzled hearing this.
"It just means they don't want to live those days of sticking to conventions and listening to the elders' arrangements anymore. They feel a new era requires a new way of living... Anyway, the Vidyadhara who come here all think this way."
A Foxian big sister nearby, who was selecting spices, heard the conversation and chimed in with familiarity, her fluffy ears twitching comfortably.
The Xianzhou had successively accepted the Foxians and the Vidyadhara, but at the same time, there was a faint division between the Vidyadhara and the Foxians. Excluding Xuling, Cangcheng was the most special place.
Here, everything looked toward money. Commerce was booming, the economy was wealthy, opportunities were plentiful, and rules were few. As long as it was legal, you could do anything.
Wangshu: ...
It sounded like the rebellious youngsters of a family who ignored the ancestral business to venture into new trends.
It was a pity that this was Honkai: Star Rail, a world that prioritized martial power. Commercial prosperity would only become a granary for the neighbors...
Oh, wait. Cangcheng's neighbors were their own people. In that case, Cangcheng could indeed develop commerce with peace of mind.
"That's roughly how it is."
Little Jingliu nodded. Seeing Wangshu seeming to be in thought, she stood slightly on her tiptoes, trying her best to look him in the eye.
"Little Wangshu, what are you thinking about?"
Jingliu herself wasn't interested in these platitudes.
Back then, everyone was in a fog; no one knew what was right or wrong. Some liked to be radical, some liked to be conservative. Just like how everyone roasted Cangcheng for being cowardly back then, yet no one refused the resource aid provided by Cangcheng.
Cangcheng was simply too rich.
"I was thinking, can the money I have on me still be used?"
By the way, the money on him was sponsored by the rich woman Asta. In the rich woman's words, it was an 'advance investment'.
After all, the Star Calendar Year 6299 still held significant archaeological value.
Jingliu: ...
"It doesn't matter, use mine."
She quietly hid herself behind Wangshu and secretly stuffed her savings card into Little Wangshu's hand. Due to her height, this action looked extremely covert and wasn't easily discovered.
Wangshu didn't use it. He first accepted the first Red Packet given by the rich woman: a yellowed money order and a document that seemed to have just been printed.
He froze for a moment, and the teller froze for a moment as well.
The Foxian young lady politely pointed to the flame emblem to the side: "Right next door is the branch of the Whistling Flames Merchant Guild. The guest can cash the money order first and then come back; I will reserve the items for you."
"Is the money order something I gave you in the future?"
Jingliu leaned in curiously, scrutinizing the yellowed money order.
This money order truly looked like it had some years on it. Who knew if it could still be used... Speaking of which, could someone from Star Calendar Year 8100 really obtain a money order that could still be used normally in Year 6299?
"No."
Wangshu shook his head, putting away the money order and the ID: "It's support provided by another friend of mine. Her... family background is quite well-off."
Exactly how rich, Wangshu wasn't clear, but the rich woman's family seemed to have someone on the IPC Board of Directors. Wangshu hadn't asked if it was true or false.
"Did I not give you money?"
Jingliu keenly grasped the key point, her crimson eyes widening slightly.
Wangshu shook his head honestly.
Little Jingliu sighed again, her shoulders slumping slightly. Her future self was indeed unreliable when it came to financial support as well.
The branch of the Whistling Flames Merchant Guild was just a few steps away from the supermarket entrance. The storefront wasn't large, yet it was quite fastidious.
Behind the counter, a Foxian employee with soft, folded ears was lying lazily on the surface, flipping through the Jade Abacus in her hand intermittently, appearing somewhat bored.
"Hello, I'd like to cash a money order."
Wangshu stepped forward and placed the money order and identity proof on the counter.
He had never used a money order before; such a thing was truly a rarity for a working-class person.
But Wangshu had seen them on TV before.
The folded-ear Foxian raised her eyes to glance at the money order in Wangshu's hand. She slowly retrieved a money order exchange application form from the side, her voice carrying a trace of drowsiness: "Money order, identity proof. Fill out the form. Leave it here when done. Wait for review. If it's fast... two or three business days."
The process sounded quite routine, even somewhat perfunctory.
But would it take two or three days?
Wangshu wasn't clear about these matters. Sigh, in the end, he would still have to use Little Jingliu's money.
There was no helping it. He honestly cross-referenced the information and filled out the form meticulously. He had just written a few lines when a fair, slender hand with neatly trimmed nails suddenly slammed down on top of the form.
Pa!
The previously lazy and weary Foxian lady had now completely straightened up, her smile overflowing.
"Oh my! I am truly, truly sorry! Esteemed guest, I neglected you just now!"
"You just need to give me your receiving account, and I will handle urgent processing for you immediately."
"May I ask if you need to open our Merchant Guild's highest-tier Blazing Flame VIP account? It comes with many exclusive discounts and privileges!"
Wangshu: ...
Jingliu: ...
"That friend of yours... her status seems to be unusually high."
Jingliu gently nudged Wangshu's arm and whispered.
Wangshu hesitated before answering: "Probably."
Actually, among the characters appearing in Honkai: Star Rail, there were many big shots. It was just that, aside from Jarilo, the inflation of both in-game stats and out-of-game plot was severe, to the extent that many people's identities looked somewhat commonplace at first glance.
"By the way, that friend of yours—male or female?"
Jingliu asked, feigning nonchalance.
"Female. Asta. But you certainly wouldn't know her right now."
Wangshu answered, continuing to cooperate with the Foxian employee to handle the procedures.
Asta. Jingliu silently memorized this name.
To think that a rich woman who could hand out cash so casually didn't even shake Little Wangshu's determination to come here and save her... her future self truly had some tricks.
Jingliu was constructing the image of her future self in her heart, but why did the more she constructed it, the more it resembled a scumbag woman!
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