Add more money?
Add more money, Layman?
Han Zhan opened his mouth with a silent chuckle.
"How much more?"
"One day, ten thousand water coins."
"Alright."
"You agreed?" Now it was Chen Yuan's turn to be surprised. Ten thousand water coins a day, that price was almost unbelievable.
However, Han Zhan's daily profit could completely support his payment of the daily "protection fee."
It was just a matter of earning less or more.
Seeing Han Zhan agree, Chen Yuan felt a sense of powerlessness, like punching into air.
On the opposite side, Han Zhan had already extracted ten thousand water coins from the store's profits and handed them to Chen Yuan, while deducting his meal money.
Chen Yuan took the money and walked out of the "Feast of Gluttony" small shop.
He instinctively looked up and glanced at the "Miracle Recovery" shop next door, finally shaking his head and returning to his warship.
Seeing Chen Yuan return, his subordinates on the warship had already come up to him.
