Transported to a garbage-filled planet in the interstellar era, Ji You was so poor she was nearly digging the soil to eat, but... the soil was toxic and inedible... With no other choice, she had to lower her standards and pick up trash and sell scrap, such as these beautiful grass seeds that no one wanted. She gathered them and threaded them into beads to sell online.
But once she posted them online, someone left a negative review: 'Selling grass seeds? Are you crazy for money?'
Days later, this person was pounding the wall in regret: 'I beg you, sell me a grass seed bead, just one! Just one is enough.'
Ji You coldly responded: 'Not selling!'
And then there's the sparkling stones lying all over the streets that nobody wanted. She picked them up, polished them into bracelets, and sold them online.
People lashed out with their words: 'Selling such broken rocks - have you never seen money?'
Days later, those same people were crying and wailing: 'I was blind, I was so shortsighted, to overlook such beautiful and pretty stones. I beg you, sell me one.'
Ji You spread her hands: 'Gone.'

A gust of wind blew by, carrying a thick stench that was truly beyond description...


Little Shengsheng was about to speak when she instantly clamped her mouth shut like a clamshell: "..."


The moment Ji You saw Little Shengsheng, her face bloomed into a smile as warm as fire: "Little Shengsheng, quick! Please, have a seat."


Little Shengsheng's fair face did not show any anomaly, but her tightly closed mouth remained like a clamshell. However, just as the Rag Queen reached out to pull her into the cave, Little Shengsheng finally spoke up, saying, "Let's talk outside."


"Eh?" Ji You blinked, asking, "Not going in for the discussion? Just outside the cave mouth?"


Little Shengsheng, with a strained face, nodded: "Right."


Ji You lifted the corners of her mouth, pretending not to notice the fleeting look of despair in Little Shengsheng's eyes, and said with a smile, "That works, too. After all, it's too stinky inside the cave, not conducive for speaking."


Chapter 616 - Chapter 616: Business Anywhere