After dealing with the mission rewards, Mo Tiankong returned to the hall and saw that Luo Ruo was no longer counting the lottery tickets. She must have finished counting them.
"Luo Ruo, how many lottery tickets are left?" Mo Tiankong asked as he walked into the cashier.
"There are a total of 13,542 lottery tickets left," Luo Ruo replied.
There were still more than 13,000 tickets left, which was close to breaking even. However, Mo Tiankong wanted to sell all of them. Otherwise, if the winning lottery tickets were among the ones that hadn't been sold, he would really vomit blood.
He had sold more than 6,000 tickets today, which was not bad. It was double the number of tickets sold last Monday. This was a good thing. There were still five days to sell them, so there was no need to rush.
However, it seemed that there were many cultivators who hadn't bought anything after today's competition. However, this was normal. It was like some people who didn't like gambling their entire lives. There was no way to force them.
It was almost time for business hours to end. Mo Tiankong sat at the cashier's desk and chatted with Luo Ruo as he waited.
During this time, he asked about the Snowball Great Battle. There were very few cultivators who had won from the big factions like Sentry Town. Although Fu Qing was a Loose Cultivator, he didn't belong to Sentry Town. He was a cultivator from Yuanfang City.
Naturally, there were cultivators from other cities who had participated in the Snowball Great Battle. Most of the cultivators who had won were from Sentry Town because it wasn't very convenient. If they were from Sentry Town, they would have spent a lot of Spirit Stones to use the transmission array.
The reward was only for the top ten cultivators, so many low-level cultivators didn't come. Taking a few dozen transmission arrays would cost hundreds of Spirit Stones. As for running all the way here, your feet would break from running.
The competition was over, but they hadn't arrived yet. There were no Martial King cultivators participating. Even if there were, it would take a lot of time for a Martial King cultivator to cross so many cities.
It was possible that they wouldn't be able to participate in time. Therefore, more cultivators from Sentry Town participated. There were also cultivators from nearby cities, such as Yuanfang City, Shanyuan City, and Yuelu City.
In the end, one or two of the warriors who won came from these cities. Half of them were from Sentry Town, and the remaining five were from Yuanfang City, Shanyuan City, and so on.
Although there were a lot of participants in Sentry Town, the competition system was still very tricky. Most of them would be eliminated. It would be considered good if five people could get the final reward.
After the shop closed at ten o 'clock sharp, Mo Tiankong and Luo Ruo went to the backyard. Mo Tiankong also went to the kitchen to take a look. There weren't many ingredients left. After they finished cooking today, they would have to buy more tomorrow.
One was the addition of Luo Ruo. Although she didn't eat much, Mo Tiankong would always ask her to cook more. In the end, all the food ended up in the stomachs of Mo Tiankong and Auspicious. Moreover, Auspicious's cultivation had increased as well, so her consumption was still quite high.
Of course, Mo Tiankong felt that Auspicious needed a lot of Spirit Stones to increase her cultivation. The consumption of these ingredients was not a problem. The Spirit Stones that he earned from these millions of Spirit Stones would not be used for Auspicious's cultivation.
Now, a King-level Auspicious needed 100,000 Spirit Stones to increase her cultivation. It was very exciting. One million Spirit Stones could only increase her cultivation by one level.
After eating, Luo Ruo helped Ji Xiang clean up the dishes. No wonder Ji Xiang was so close to Luo Ruo. Also, Luo Ruo had forgotten about friendship in the face of love. In a short time, Ji Xiang could forget about increasing her cultivation.
After sending Luo Ruo out, Mo Tiankong also went upstairs. Auspicious also followed, but Mo Tiankong threw her on the sofa.
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Tuesday.
After yesterday's Snowball Battle, this topic was still very popular. The cultivators who came into the shop today were also talking about it.
The main thing was the prize. The Martial Skill Pills were worth 50,000 Spirit Stones, but they were given out, and ten bottles at that.
The cultivators who did not win were also jealous, especially when a cultivator at the Martial Skill Level won yesterday. This was no different from getting rich overnight.
"Luo Ruo, give me a lottery ticket," a cultivator said to Luo Ruo after buying an item.
Now, Mo Tiankong and Luo Ruo were both cashiers in the shop. The line had also become two rows. Normally, cultivators who wanted to buy lottery tickets would line up in Luo Ruo's row because the lottery items were placed there.
As for Mo Tiankong's row, most of them were just buying items. There was a clear line, but it was only after a long time. In the beginning, Mo Tiankong's row was also filled with cultivators who wanted to buy items.
"Store Manager Mo, can I sell you the Martial Skill Pills?" Mo Tiankong asked the cultivator who won yesterday, Yang Jie, while holding the bottle of Martial Skill Pills.
What kind of operation was this? Why couldn't he sell them outside?
"If you really can't, we can negotiate the price," Yang Jie asked again when he saw that Mo Tiankong did not speak.
If he sold them outside, he had no background. If he was not careful, he might be eaten up and even lose his life. Therefore, Yang Jie came to the shop early in the morning to ask.
Mo Tiankong heard this and asked the System. The System did not accept the return of the pills to the shop. This made Mo Tiankong guess that the System must have a very low cost to make Martial Skill Pills.
If he accepted it, he would definitely lose a lot. This indirectly confirmed Mo Tiankong's many guesses. The System must have a very low cost to make.
However, the System added that the Snowball Great Battle Pills could be taken back, which could be considered as protecting Yang Jie.
Mo Tiankong understood Yang Jie's idea of selling the pills to the shop. It was probably because his cultivation was too low that he did not dare to sell.
"Okay," Mo Tiankong took the bottle of Martial Skill Pills and threw a storage bag to him.
This guy made a big profit, even giving him a storage bag.
"Thank you, Store Manager Mo," Yang Jie looked at the storage bag in his hand and quickly opened it to take a look.
Without strength, it was hard to keep things in one's hands. If the general store did not accept it, then he could only take the risk and sell it to some trading company. However, he was a warrior with a low cultivation and no background. Fifty thousand spirit stones could not guarantee that others would not be tempted. If they killed him, there would be no evidence. He could only pray that he met a trading company with a conscience.
After receiving the spirit stones, he did not leave the shop, but walked towards the shelves.
This was a special case. The System did not allow for the return of sold items. It could only be said that it agreed because it was an item given out by the event.
There was no return. This was not only because of the difference in production cost, but also because of the shop's image. If people kept returning the items, it meant that the shop's items were not good and would damage the shop's image.
As for the latter point, it was normal for the System to have such rules. Even Mo Tiankong did not like it when people kept returning the items.
By noon, most of the warriors in the shop had finished their transactions, and there were only a few dozen warriors left.
Mo Tiankong looked at the interface. The growth rate of turnover was still very slow. No rich people came. Yan Xiu had just been here last time. The other families in the capital had also been here, including the families in other cities, but they had all bought a lot some time ago. They probably had not used up all of it yet.
Even these families had limited spending power. They had more than a million spirit stones. Last week's turnover of more than 30 million spirit stones was accumulated in this way. Otherwise, if ordinary warriors bought the items, if there were 10,000 people in a day, most of them would buy Wangzai and so on, and the turnover would only be a few hundred thousand spirit stones a day.
If they were lucky, they could make more than a million spirit stones, but it would take a while for them to be used. If the whole empire did not come to the shop repeatedly, it would be a cycle, not to mention that sometimes the turnover would not be a few hundred thousand spirit stones, so it would only be 10 to 20 million spirit stones a month.
If there were a few big orders, it would be 30 million spirit stones, but this amount of turnover would not be enough. Now, it was a million spirit stones to raise one's cultivation level. If they were lucky, they could raise one's cultivation level in half a year. If they were unlucky, it would take nearly a year.
For ordinary warriors, this speed was fast, but for Mo Tiankong, it was slow. In the past, he could raise one's cultivation level in a week, but now he could raise one's cultivation level in a year. How could he bear it?
The Main Storyline Quest was created because of this. Now, the other empires were just a little bit lacking. They were waiting for the grocery store's items to flow in, and when the time came, they would drop. Mo Kongkong was still confident in the grocery store's items.
In the past, the Aquamarine Empire was also like this. When the items were circulated to Yuanfang City, the Zhang and Tang family also went to other cities to sell the grocery store's items. In the end, it only took a month or two to set up a transmission array. The speed was very fast.
In the afternoon, many warriors came one after another, but there were no big orders. It was still snowing heavily, so there were fewer warriors coming to the shop in the evening.
In the evening, Mo Tiankong sat at the cashier's counter and waited. Luo Ruo was counting the lottery tickets. Of course, this was Mo Tiankong's request. It was a bit slow to sell.
"There are still 9,458 tickets left," Luo Ruo said after putting all the tickets back in the box.
Mo Tiankong's spirits were lifted. He had already broken even, and had earned over five hundred spirit stones. He had almost sold another three thousand spirit stones today.
There were both old and new warriors. Many of the warriors who had already bought tickets bought again today. There were also some new warriors who came to the shop and sold some.
Looking at the time, there shouldn't be anyone coming at night. Starting tomorrow, the lottery tickets would earn extra spirit stones. They would break even the next day. Mo Tiankong felt a little relieved.
The lottery tickets were finally starting to earn spirit stones. Mo Tiankong valued them. This was a long-term stable income. It was different from receiving free items and then selling them. What if the System's authority was revoked? This was the foundation. If he drew a ticket, it would be his and would follow his surname.
When the opening hours were over, a person walked in. It wasn't the four swordsmen who came at night, but Zhang Yun.
Mo Tiankong looked at Zhang Yun's cultivation. Sure enough, he had reached rank one Martial Emperor. His aura was also stable. The rumors of the four clan heads breaking through should be true.
Before Mo Tiankong could speak, Zhang Yun said, "Store Manager Mo, sorry to disturb you so late at night. I'm here to buy some items."
"Zhang clan head, you're too polite. The grocery store is opened to sell things," Mo Tiankong replied.
"Then I'll go first." Zhang Yun cupped his hands and said.
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