The fleeting daylight of summer swiftly faded as time flowed by.

After yet another shower, night climbed into the sky, darkness surged like a spring, enveloping the world, and then, one by one, the lights not belonging to the wild lit up.

The lights were bright.

Unlike other settlements, Xinquan became even busier and more bustling after nightfall. Since the large-scale night market opened, many people from other settlements came to spend, and the stalls under the tents were almost full.

There were even more crowds who had just received temporary residence permits from the management team and found shelter in pigeon houses, now wandering curiously among the lively scene.

Squatting beside street stalls, pointing at pots, pans, sauces, or even adult films, bargaining with vendors.

The scavengers who had just cashed in their wages drove their empty little tricycles, spending lavishly in front of the food stalls, adding meat and pig liver to fried noodles, daring to add two more eggs. The smoke rose from the affordable and tasty food stall, the scraping of the spatula was heard, dishes were served immediately, together with two watered-down draft beers, costing only one meal ticket from the Coast canteen.

Yes, meal tickets.

Due to the hassle of testing sand gold and the inconvenience of small transactions, it wasn't known which clever stall owner had the brilliant idea to offer Coast's internal employee vouchers and meal ticket settlement services, which quickly became popular... and unstoppable.

After all, sand gold can be adulterated, and receiving fake ones could be blamed on poor eyesight, but if Coast's tickets were fake... well, someone would be in a lot of trouble!

Besides, there's only Ji Jue who extravagantly uses the Spiritual Alchemy Watermark, which isn't even on small currency denominations, to print factory vouchers, and no one else in the world does that.

This situation, which already violated quite a few laws to some extent, quickly spread widely, and after Ji Jue heard about it, he couldn't help but have quite a few insane ideas after flipping through Lu Ling's economics textbooks all night...

Sadly, scavengers had little to exploit, nothing much could be squeezed out.

So he had to give up.

But that didn't stop Ji Jue from responding to some suppliers' requests by opening a small window to exchange canteen meal tickets when settling payment.

The Coast's millet nourishes people!

And with the 'currency' in hand, the scale of the morning and night markets quickly expanded, appearing increasingly prosperous.

It was like a big market every day.

"Hey, it's almost indistinguishable from the city's suburbs."

In the room behind the window, the observer lifted the curtain, looking at a corner of the bustling market, half envious, half jealous, "The Coast must be making a fortune, right?"

"A corner stall fee is only twenty-five a day, the management fee is five, the middle spot is pricier, but limited, no rake... like there's a hole in their brains."

Wan Wu, smoking beside the dinner table, sneered: "Such minor benefits, aiming to buy hearts, they're dreaming too big."

"Wow? Really?" The observer was surprised: "Isn't that living saintly?"

"That's the cleverness of it…"

Upon hearing their topic, the napper on the chair raised an eye, mocking: "At least half the goods here, whether daily supplies, vegetables, or meat, come through Coast's channels from the city — expiring or unsold stuff, after a few hands, prices here are several times higher!

But excluding here, nowhere else spent a dime... everyone is working for Ji's family!

The wages from Coast, within two days, are directly reclaimed. He doesn't even need to pay labor costs, and others must appreciate and exert themselves fearing he'd suddenly stop."

Once the money is seized and fame gained, these skills, your boss should learn a thing or two!"

The room plunged into silence, contrasting with the increasingly tumultuous activity outside.

Xinquan Hotel.

The top hotel and inn in Xinquan, winning widespread traveler approval for the dog-worse-than-city accommodation and nearly nonexistent services.

Every scavenger spending money expressed — had they known, they would have rather slept on the street.

Alas, it's the sole hotel open to outsiders, also handling Coast's local hosting service, some suppliers or channel merchants could only hold their noses and stay a night, eager to leave early.

The entire hotel was refurbished from the former Diao Mao Grand Hotel site, with two stories, over forty guest rooms, and more than eighty nests of snakes, insects, and rodents, each with unique skills, astonishing everyone, plus the secret weapon twin-tailed beautiful cockroach hidden in mattresses providing unexpected surprises.

Who'd imagine, by day secretly inciting turmoil, the Chosen One would openly reside here under the guise of a channel merchant.

Even arrived several days prior, visiting Coast's factory by day to urge a shipment.

Amid the night market's hustle and bustle, knocking was heard.

No arranged codes or sophisticated street methods, the ones in the room noticed as soon as the visitor ascended the stairs, hair disheveled, carrying heavy scavenger odor and untidiness, the newcomer brought several servings of fried noodles and bottled water inside, expression somber.

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