I feel ashamed!”

Xu Shun's expression was a little subtle.

Honestly.

He also felt that the clothes revealed a little too much.

Only the front piece, can it really cover the upper body completely?

He was not questioning the taste of these shelter residents, he just thought it would be perfect if he could cut off the piece from the skirt and sew it to the back...

"Maybe it's cultural differences," Fang Chang touched his chin, frowned and thought for a moment, "I feel that the atmosphere in the outer city is relatively open, but maybe people in the inner city are more conservative."

Guangfeng made a guess.

"Maybe people in the inner city want to show the difference from the outer city?"

Fang Chang: "Maybe."

Ye Shi sighed.

"Hey, Miss Tengteng got off to a bad start."

Lao Bai: "By the way, these clothes... they weren't sold at the outpost, right?"

He didn't even see anyone pass through the outpost.

Bang Feng thought for a while, nodded and said, "Indeed, I remember that these clothes have been hanging in the Teng Teng hut for a while."

You cannot register an account in this game, and you cannot change your gender. Everyone knows each other online, so the game is surprisingly reserved.

Change to another game...

I'm afraid it's already worn by older men.

Ye Shi: "Maybe it's too cold? It's really inappropriate to wear this thing in the winter."

Gale: "There is heating in the shelter. Do you think this reason is justified?"

Ye Shi: "Uh, okay."

Fang Chang sighed.

"Very good, now the most promising seed player has been eliminated. Ignoring the unreliable things, we still have four... uh, three cards left in our hand."

It seems that there is a reason why this dress cannot be sold. Even the shame level of the players cannot accept it, and it is understandable that the NPC cannot accept it.

what a pity.

I hope Miss Tengteng will not be depressed.

Just when Ye Shi was thinking about how to tell Teng Teng the bad news, the boss sitting behind the counter suddenly said another sentence.

"What is this thing?"

Gloves?

Siel murmured and pulled out a white stocking from the package.

After studying for a while, I probably had never seen such long and straight socks, so I rolled up my sleeves and put them directly on my furry arms.

The four little players in the clothing store almost spat out a mouthful of blood when they saw it.

"Fuck!"

"My eyes!"

"Tell him quickly," Fang Chang hurriedly pulled Xu Shun, his tone so excited that he almost shouted, "Those things are socks."

Xu Shun was slightly startled and quickly relayed Fang Chang's words.

"sock?"

Sil was stunned, muttered, lowered his head and took off his shoes. The four little players couldn't bear it anymore and rushed up to snatch the things from his hands.

"Get out of here!"

“If you don’t buy it, don’t touch it!”

"That's right! You're tarnishing art!"

"???"

Sil's face was filled with question marks, and he scratched his head, wondering why these people had such a big reaction when he didn't do anything.

What a bunch of rude guys!

Xu Shun was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig out four rooms and one living room with his toes on the ground.

To be honest, he was confused, and even with the VM assist this time, he didn't know how to translate it.

The manager is here!

Please find someone else to do this job.

He would rather fight bayonets with predators in the trenches or fight mutants behind a bunker than work as a translator!

"Let's go, there's no one we're looking for here."

"It's time to end this charade, stupid NPC."

"Yes, what a waste of time!"

Ye Shi tied up the package and threw it into Fang Chang's hand. The latter threw it neatly on his shoulder, turned around and walked out the door.

Seeing several players about to leave, Xu Shun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was finally over, and quickly followed them.

"Wait a moment."

Seeing that they were packing up their things and about to leave, Xier quickly called out to them.

The group of people stopped.

Seeing five pairs of eyes looking over, Xier coughed slightly and spoke.

"Well, since you have also asked next door, no one wants these... uh, works of art, why don't you put them here for consignment?"

Xu Shun: “Consignment?”

"That's right," Schier nodded, "write down the price yourself and hang it on the shelf at the door or in the window."

"If it's sold, I'll only charge 20%. If it's not sold, you can just take it away before you leave here."

After all, it is made of devil's silk, and it is a rare item for the blue coats. Although the material is wasted, the value is still there.

What if it’s sold?

Seal is not a stubborn person.

Anyway, there is no business now, so I have nothing to do. I might as well make a gimmick in the window.

And if these people forget the things they consigned to them when they leave, then these things will belong to them.

This kind of thing happens from time to time.

There was a mercenary who was selling Deathclaw skins on consignment to him before. He was also an awakened person. He said he was hanging here for a week, but he waited for several months and no one came back.

After finding out from other mercenaries that the guy was dead, Sil happily bought the death claw skin to the big boss in the inner city.

Leather shoes made of deathclaw leather are the most popular in the inner city. They are not only comfortable and durable, but most importantly, they can show their strength.

Xu Shun didn't think much, just stared at him.

"How can we trust you?"

"Friends, this is Boulder City. It's different from the outside! The agreement signed in black and white will be recognized by everyone as long as it doesn't leave the wall. And my store is right here, can I still run away?" Siel said confidently.

, "You four awakened people, are you afraid of me, an ordinary person?"

It sounds reasonable.

Xu Shun looked at the four players behind him.

The four young players discussed it and finally reached a consensus.

A dead horse is a living horse doctor. It is better to try than not to try.

Fang Chang stepped forward, took out the evening dress with the most leakage, put it on the table, stretched out his fist and knocked it.

"five hundred!"

Ye Shi also came over, rummaged through the package for a while, and accurately pulled out the white knee-high socks that this guy had previously put on his hand.

Picking up a pair, he threw them on the table with a look of disgust.

"One hundred! No, fifty!"

Schier: "..."

How much are you selling for?

It's too hard to communicate with these guys.

Scheer impatiently pulled a piece of paper from the account book aside, tore it in half and wrote down the numbers on it.
To be continued...