The group of people were all wearing pitch-black burqas with the f logo embroidered on their heads.

Obviously, this is a group of members of the ffff group.

"I actually met a wild group member. Are you interested in following us to visit the comic exhibition?"

A guy like a leader came out of this group and invited him.

Hao Meng thought about it, and I'm afraid that Moli and the others are looking for themselves now. If these guys help to cover themselves up, they will not be easily discovered.

And these guys should be old drivers. Since there are people who lead the way to be a tour guide to the comic exhibition, why not?

So he nodded, as if he agreed to the invitation.

Hao Meng followed behind the group and started a comic exhibition.

This comic exhibition is quite big. Putting aside the cosers that can be seen everywhere, except for the booths promoted by some mobile game merchants, the most remaining are stalls selling AG-related products.

Among them, the most popular stalls are the books selling stalls.

And the first stall that this group of veteran drivers of the ffff group was to visit was the book stall.

Judging from the crowd's rush to the top, it seemed that they wanted to contract this stall, and they were generous and stuffed money into the stall owner's face without asking about the price.

Naturally, Hao Meng did not snatch the notebooks, but came to a deserted stall nearby where almost no one was present.

This stall also seems to be selling books, but compared to the one who bought the book next door, it is simply deserted.

He picked up a book from the stall and Hao Meng flipped through it and found that it was a novel.

But after roughly looking through the first three chapters, Hao Meng didn't read it down because she couldn't read it because she was so bad.

"How much does this book cost?"

He raised the book in his hand, and Hao Meng changed his voice slightly and asked the stall owner who was bored to play with his mobile phone.

"Forty yuan."

The stall owner said lazily without raising his head, and suddenly he seemed to remember something and added another sentence.

"If you accompany the author - that is, my autograph, add ten yuan, a total of fifty."

Hao Meng didn’t expect that the stall owner was actually a novelist, and even more unexpectedly, his writing was so expensive!

"Hey, writing novels must be very profitable!"

Hao Meng couldn't help but tease her that the price of this book was simply a snatch of money.

"Make money by writing novels?"

This sentence seemed to hurt the nerves of the stall owner. He finally raised his head and looked directly at Hao Meng, and said sadly with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"Is it okay to have a dead end to writing novels? I used to miss online writing! Now I've published physical books to comic exhibitions, but I haven't sold one for a long time. It's better to sell one for a book!"

"I can make money even for this hundred yuan in the distribution fee today, and I guess I will lose money again..."

Hao Mengran was stunned, but she didn't expect that the end of writing a novel would be so miserable.

However, this reminded her that this is not the earth, and there is nothing in the world of Central Plains. If you copy the works of the great masters on Earth, you might be popular. Maybe you can pay the million-dollar debt by writing a book.

"Why are you going to this book? If it really doesn't work, I'll give you a 20% discount plus a free signature!"

The stall owner saw that the short fff team member was holding the book in his hand, lowering his head and thinking about something. He thought he was struggling the price, so he hurriedly rubbed his hands and asked excitedly.

However, when he saw the book being put back in place, the excitement on his face instantly turned into disappointment.

Just when he was disappointed, a hundred-dollar bill was handed over.

"Thank you for your advice just now, I will give you a hundred yuan!"

Hao Meng threw down the money and left because the group members had already bought notebooks at this time and formed a group to go to the next stall.

The stall owner picked up the 100-dollar bill with his trembling hands. The reason why he was so excited was that this was the first time he had received a 100-dollar reward. No one had ever given so much money to write online articles. Now he can finally be willing to add a sausage to eat instant noodles for lunch!

The stall owner looked into the distance blankly, and the members of the FF group had already disappeared in the vast crowd.

Unfortunately, the generous nobleman just now left too quickly and had not had time to thank him for the reward...

...

Next, the group members and Hao Meng came to the stalls around the anime.

These members are like tourist groups, scattered to select their favorite anime character products.

Most of them are T-shirts with anime characters printed on them, and some shameful anime pillows and mouse pads. These are clearly X-Bao products.

It is worth mentioning that among the stall owners who sell these shameful goods, there are also old men and aunts...

"Uncle, how do you sell this mouse pad?"

A member of the group leaned over and selected the mouse pads from the pungent rubber smell for a long time, and finally found a cartoon character mouse pad with a full body picture of the two-dimensional little loli.

"This...two hundred."

The old man glanced at the content printed on the mouse pad, looked at the person who was buying things, and quoted a staggering price.

“So expensive?”

This price made him a little unacceptable.

"If you think it's expensive, you can buy this one, the same size, only twenty yuan!"

The old man took out a mouse pad of about the same size, but the printed content was different.

This 20-yuan mouse pad is printed with a muscular man. The man looks confused and smiled. When you look closely, isn’t this the philosophy teacher Billy King?

"No... I'll give me the one that costs 200..."

The group member had no choice but to pay the money to buy the expensive mouse pad. Compared to the gay man, he still liked the cute girl in the second dimension.

Hao Meng didn't need a mouse pad, she just came to join in the fun.

"My uncle, your vision is really unique! Why is the price difference between the same workmanship and materials?"

Hao Meng pretended to be puzzled and asked the old man who was counting money.

"Because the mouse pad was my treasure just now, I couldn't bear to sell it, so the price is expensive."

The old man frowned, but he still explained patiently.

"Are you also having sex with the second dimension? You are really old and you are still interested in the second dimension loli..."

The old man blushed when he heard this, and hurriedly covered up his embarrassment and said impatiently.

"Well, let's not mention these...whether do you buy things?"

"Buy it! I want to ask, is there any such a shy mouse pad that makes people blush and heartbeat?"

Hao Meng deliberately lowered his voice and said mysteriously, as if he was conducting an ulterior motive of underground transactions.

The old man did not rush to answer, and carefully looked at several other customers at the stall who were focusing on selecting mouse pads.

"Yes! I'm afraid you can't afford it!"

Seeing that no one noticed him, the old man lowered his voice.

"I have the money! Why not take it out and take a look?"
Chapter completed!