"I feel that what Miss Mo said makes sense."

"I feel that if you clean up your warehouse, you will be exhausted first."

Han Mu stood in his seemingly messy shop, looking at the scene in front of him weakly - he planned to follow Mo's advice and sort out his own place as a pick-up room before the person in charge arrived, but it didn't seem easy.

If it is difficult to clean the dormitory of a boy in college, then tidying up your own store seems to be hell.

The bracelet was there mercilessly saying that if Han Mu packed up these things, he would probably die of exhaustion here before the person in charge came.

Han Mu knew this very well, but he had no money to hire the cleaners to help him clean up.

So Han Mu set his sights on his invincible bracelet.

"What do you want to do?" The bracelet showed words alertly. It felt like Han Mu was very malicious now, which made it feel like goosebumps all over his body.

If it can get goosebumps.

"Bracelet, do you think the materials in my shop can make a lot of good things?" Han Mu smiled. He couldn't use these things anyway, so he just stuffed them to the bracelet.

The bracelet was obviously stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "Do you think of my trash can?"

"How can I say it is a trash can? I really have no use in these materials here. You may need some materials to replenish energy." Han Mu stared at the bracelet, the clever little guy Gushu, "What's more, if the person in charge gave us two a good trade route, wouldn't it be easier to find those high-end materials?"

"...Well, what you said is not unreasonable..."

The bracelet's attitude was slightly shaken.

"And think about it, if you clean up the place, won't you feel comfortable watching it yourself?" Han Mu continued to be there. After seven days of getting along, Han Mu probably knew what kind of personality this bracelet looks like. This bracelet really likes places with sunshine and flowers. Han Mu has not satisfied it at all for the time being, but the sunshine can still be satisfied.

But Han Mu still wants to complain, his hobby of bracelets is the same as a little girl...

"...Okay, I'll help you and make something for you." The bracelet was a compromise, but it added a sentence at the back: "But you have to open a sunny window in this room, and you have to buy me two pots of flowers."

"make a deal."

Han Mu agreed immediately.

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A blue light flashed on the gem in the center of the bracelet. The old goods and shelves around Hanmu were all shrouded in this light. There were some chaotic grids on it, which looked completely messy.

"Wow, how long have these things been left! The surface elements on them have reacted chemically!"

Han Mu smiled dryly and looked at the scene around him - the things here have not been cleaned for a long time, and many of them were things he had stored a long time ago. Since he took over the business of a small wholesaler, the goods here have not been moved. It has been about a year since he took over the business of a small wholesaler.

These iron racks took longer, and they were the things left by his grandfather when he opened the store. They were probably about the same age as him.

His iron racks were rusted, and the goods on the racks were dusty - no wonder the bracelet made such exclamations.

"Is it too messy? Why don't I clean it up first?" Han Mu felt a little sorry for the bracelet, so he said with a dry smile.

"No." The bracelet refused Han Mu's kindness very domineeringly, "Even if the chemical formula changes, they still have their own functions. Your things are just enough for me to make a small thing. You are here, don't move around."

Han Mu always felt that what this bracelet said was a bit strange - indeed, introducing human network to it two days ago was not a good idea!

The blue light flashed suddenly in the bracelet, and Han Mu only found that the stockpiled goods in front of him were pulled up directly. Just like the last time when he built objects, the lines representing blue began to twist, and then quickly compressed, eventually forming a small, flower-like base.

The thing fell directly from mid-air, and Han Mu rushed up quickly and caught the little thing.

I don’t know where the sunlight shone directly on Han Mu’s body, and a lot of dust was directly attracted. Han Mu coughed there for several times before he recovered.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the direction of the sunlight, and found that there was a flash of dirty and old windows on the sun that were exposed - the window should have been there for a long time, but it had been blocked by the shelves before.

Han Mu narrowed his eyes. He never thought there was a window here. But he didn't care too much. He looked at the little thing in his hand - this thing was not big, only half a slap. The golden-blue base extended like a branch, and the nearly transparent crystal was like a flower in the center of the base.

Han Mu felt that the artistic literacy of the bracelet was definitely full of it.

"This thing is called Yityadon, it is...a guy's masterpiece." The bracelet put away the blue light and began to introduce the beautiful artwork there. "You can put it in this house and set its parameters, so that your store will enter a sub-space, where only those who have your permission can come in, which is better security."

It sounds like this thing works well, but it doesn't seem like the bracelet like this little thing very much.

"How to install it?" Han Mu looked at the thick dust around him and the dirty window there, covered his nose, and felt that he should clean up the place later.

"You put it on the table and I'll set it up."

"Yes." Han Mu nodded, then looked around and sighed: "I'd better clean up here first."

"Don't forget the flowers."

"I understand." Han Mu responded with a dry smile.

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Han Mu exhaled there and looked at the newly renovated store in front of him, wiping the sweat from his head, very satisfied.

Although the store was very dusty, there was no problem with the floor. The first time Han Mu knew that the floor of his small store was so durable, but the wooden floor passed down by his grandfather had nothing to do when he had been put on the iron rack for so long.

The walls were almost the same. It turned out that Han Mu had never noticed that there were patterns on the walls. He did not discover them until he thoroughly cleaned them today.

Moreover, the walls seem to be waxed, and you can wipe them clean with a rag.

Han Mu thought about what his old man had done before for a long time, but he still couldn't understand why there was such a thing in the store left by the old man.

These things have been left for about thirty years, but there is nothing wrong with them - it seems that the old man also spent a lot of money on "sex" at that time.

Han Mu looked at his front desk again - he kept it. The front desk felt very good. Although it looked a little old, Han Mu was not willing to change it, so he stayed.

"I feel like I can open a bar by setting two tables here." Han Mu said with a tsk mouth there.

"Where is my flowers? Where is my flowers?"

The bracelet kept hitting Han Mu's head with fonts. Han Mu couldn't help but block it with his hands, and then said helplessly: "Can you wait for me to go out and buy a few basins..."

Han Mu made such a promise to let the bracelet take back these words.

He glanced outside the window, facing a sunny area in his yard, where weeds were overgrown and very messy.

Han Mu still remembered that the land before was basically without any grass. Recently, the soil may have recovered its fertility and was occupied by these weeds.

Maybe you can transform it into a garden?
Chapter completed!