Chapter 72 - 70: Earning Money While Alleviating Poverty

This action reaped considerable rewards.Now we need to consider how to transform these resources into cash.

Hang Yu first cycled back to Cyan Dragon Alley. It seemed like the neighborhood committee organized a street-cleaning activity today, so the condition of the community’s main road was slightly improved.

But it didn’t make much difference.

The plants grew too quickly.

The neighborhood committee and property management couldn’t keep up with it.

When Hang Yu arrived at the door of his house, ready to take out his keys to open the door, he suddenly saw Granny Wang from afar, accompanied by Mengmeng, laboriously pushing a food cart towards home.

The road condition in Cyan Dragon Alley was very poor.

The eternally stubborn weeds kept growing wildly.

The tallest ones were as tall as an adult, almost drowning the two of them in the grass.

Grandma Wang and Little Mengmeng were both strengthened by the Spirit Realm, so their strength was quite substantial, but even so, they found it exceedingly difficult in this situation.

Little Mengmeng pressed both hands on the cart, like a little calf, sweating until her hair was soaked, her face turning red with effort, but still found it very difficult to push the food cart.

"Mengmeng, Granny Wang, let me give you a hand!"

Both of them suddenly felt a huge force.

The food cart, which was hard to move an inch, was suddenly pushed forward.

Who has such immense strength?!

Yang Mengmeng immediately looked up; her small face was dirty and covered with sweat beads, her big eyes were clear and bright, reflecting a very familiar face.

"Ah, it’s Brother Hang, thank you, Brother Hang."

During this process, Hang Yu suddenly thought of a problem.

Bald Qiang, a man in his thirties, calls himself "big brother" all the time.

Hang Yu refers to Bald Qiang’s mother as Granny, and Bald Qiang’s niece, Mengmeng, calls him Brother Hang.

How exactly does this seniority work out?

Everything is completely messed up!

Of course, Hang Yu doesn’t care about that.

With the help of a Level 3 Combat Professional, the food cart was quickly pushed into the courtyard.

Granny Wang hastened to say, "Thank you, Little Hang, Mengmeng, quickly pour a glass of water for your brother."

Yang Mengmeng, understanding and sensible, brought a glass of water, her little face full of admiration, saying in a crisp and sweet voice, "Brother Hang is really strong, even stronger than my Uncle Bald."

Hang Yu patted the little girl’s adorable bun hairstyle: "If Little Mengmeng practices well in the Spirit Realm, she won’t be any less strong than brother in the future."

Yang Mengmeng’s eyes lit up.

Hang Yu’s gaze fell on Granny Wang’s food cart.

This food cart mainly sold pancakes with fillings.

Granny Wang must have relied on this to make a living before.

Hang Yu asked, "Can you still make money selling pancakes with fillings now?"

Granny Wang looked worried: "It’s hard to make money now, we’re selling at a loss; the prices of flour and eggs are too high."

Due to the impact of the Spirit Realm invasion, market materials like eggs, flour, and sausages were in high demand; these things were hard to buy in supermarkets, and even if you could, the prices were quite expensive, plus pancakes with fillings weren’t necessities.

The long-term outlook is also not optimistic.

Because, inevitably, as time goes by, traditional food in the present world will be phased out.

Average people like Granny Wang, if they can’t change their mindset, will find the future increasingly difficult.

But fortunately, there’s no shortage of food right now!

People can easily catch wild rabbits, wild snakes, and other wild game if they go outside; no matter how difficult times get, at least they won’t starve themselves.

Granny Wang is considered lucky. Her son, Bald Qiang, is doing better by following Hang Yu. It’s hard to say if he’ll rise to great success, but at least he won’t live poorly.

"Have you thought about changing your way of making money?" Hang Yu said to the old lady and the young girl before him: "Granny and Mengmeng’s abilities are useful; as long as they’re well-developed, they can definitely make a lot of money."

Little Mengmeng showed a surprised expression: "Mengmeng can make money too? Mengmeng is only six years old, still in kindergarten."

"Who says kindergarteners are any less capable?"

Hang Yu put down the teacup in his hand and took out a Slave Hammer from the Spirit Realm space, "Why don’t you try to decompose this piece of equipment first, Granny Wang."

"Ah, this is Spirit Realm equipment? Spirit Realm equipment is very valuable!"

Granny Wang was hesitant and fearful of damaging it; she couldn’t afford to compensate for a piece of Spirit Realm equipment.

"This equipment has no durability, it’s hardly different from scrap. Besides, I have plenty of such equipment. Don’t worry, Granny, just give it a try."

Since Hang Yu said so.

Granny Wang had no choice but to activate a decomposition skill.

The Slave Hammer was enveloped in a halo, gradually glowing until it was decomposed into two items.

One was "Broken Cold Iron."

The other was "Gray Crystal Stone Powder."

The Slave Hammer was too low-level to be decomposed into good materials.

The Broken Cold Iron couldn’t be used for artifact refining, while the Gray Crystal Stone Powder was an incomplete Gray Crystal Stone, generally needing twenty portions of powder to merge into a complete Gray Crystal Stone.

Hang Yu took out another Slave Hammer.

He entrusted both decomposition materials to Mengmeng.

"Little Mengmeng, come here. Now use these two materials to see if you can repair this hammer."

Children are all very curious and carefree.

Mengmeng had a high goodwill towards Hang Yu, so she trusted him completely, and without any hesitation, picked up the materials and the hammer. At that moment, she had an intuitive insight.

Little Mengmeng sensed that the hammer could be repaired.

Activate Repair Skill!

The "Broken Cold Iron" and "Gray Crystal Stone Powder" vaporized into light, infused into the Slave Hammer, and triggered a burst of strong light that lasted for four to five seconds before gradually fading away. The old and worn hammer looked brand new, with no visible wear and tear.

This hammer appeared as if it had just been forged.

"Slave Hammer," Level 1 Equipment, Gray Lower Grade Quality, Physical Attack +1, Durability 8/8.

The maximum durability had dropped by two points, an unavoidable loss during the repair process.

Because the quality of the materials used for repair was too low-level.

"Wow, amazing, the old hammer looks brand new!"

Little Mengmeng held the shiny new hammer, her mouth open in awe.

"Isn’t it magical?" Hang Yu was very satisfied, "A Slave Hammer with no durability can’t sell for even twenty or thirty thousand, but now this Slave Hammer could be sold for two hundred thousand, and people would scramble to buy it."

Little Mengmeng had no concept of money.

Like discovering a new continent, she began to play with the hammer.

Granny Wang revealed a look of shock; first decomposing a hammer to get materials, then using materials to repair another hammer, and within that cycle, generating a huge profit!

However, what shocked her even more was yet to come.

Hang Yu took out all the Slave Hammers and Fish Hunting Spears he had collected.

There were thirty-eight Slave Hammers and twenty Fish Hunting Spears, instantly forming a small mountain!

"How does Brother Hang have so many weapons?" Yang Mengmeng widened her innocent eyes: "But all these weapons are broken and need repairing?"

"Yes, that’s right, they all need repairing!" Hang Yu pinched the little girl’s cheek, "But brother can’t repair them; only little Mengmeng can. Can you help me?"

Mengmeng didn’t expect that the almighty Brother Hang would have to ask her for help. She immediately felt a huge sense of accomplishment, patting her chest and guaranteeing, "Don’t worry, Brother Hang, little Mengmeng will do her best to repair them!"

Granny Wang was so shocked that she couldn’t speak.

Lately, when chatting and gossiping with other elder ladies, she often heard them discussing the Spirit Realm equipment, and she knew that even the poorest quality Spirit Realm equipment was valuable.

A family with a piece of Spirit Realm equipment.

That’s always something to be proud of!

And now this young neighbor took out dozens of them at once!

Can she not be surprised? Can she not be shocked? It’s a real test of one’s heart!

It’s like someone living in poverty in the slums suddenly has a cart of gold bricks dumped in front of them; the shock is similar.

These pieces of equipment, in Hang Yu’s eyes, were just some broken scrap metal without durability, useless to keep, and a waste to discard.

But considering that even an Atoman mask was almost worth a hundred bucks now.

Selling each Slave Hammer for a few thousand wasn’t excessive, was it?

However, weapons with only 1 or 2 durability were practically useless, and as the Yangtze Fishman Association’s equipment matter came to light, such low-quality and low-durability inferior equipment would emerge abundantly in the future, making it hard to directly sell them.

But if the equipment is repaired,

Their value changes entirely!

Hang Yu could make a profit himself and also help alleviate poverty; why not do it?

Most importantly, Granny Wang and Little Mengmeng were trustworthy. In the future, any community or faction would need decomposition and repair services, so cultivating them would only benefit him without any harm.