Zhang Chen and Xu Erniu each gnawed on half a cake, carrying a broken basket filled with spoiled vegetable leaves, as they walked the crowded streets with satisfied smiles on their faces.
To be honest, Zhang Chen didn't have any great ideas to make money for the time being. For example, making glass—he didn't know a thing about it! If glass were that easy to make, people in later generations wouldn't need to buy glass to build houses.
Moreover, once they produced glass, the two of them could very well invite disaster upon themselves.
As for other trades, Zhang Chen was also hesitant to pursue them, primarily because he had too few means to protect himself. This was, after all, the second heaven of the Spiritual World, and encountering a master of Divine Demon Level wouldn't surprise Zhang Chen. So he opted to keep a low profile for the time being.
