Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

It is a very troublesome thing for little gangsters like Yuedian to be brought to the security check to drink tea. No security check will treat them kindly.

What's more, it would be very troublesome if they asked them about the case, if they pulled out some of the big brothers above them, those shady things.

Therefore, Yue Dian could only stare at Cen Yi and lead people out.

Cen Yi is naturally not a fuel-efficient lamp. He raised a thumb and compared it to Yue Dian. Then, slowly, he turned his thumb upside down with his fingertips facing down. He raised his handsome face and looked at Yue Dian with his eyes. Dian, hooked his lips and smiled.

It's all sarcasm.

In terms of arrogance, Cen Yi ranks second, and no one can rank first.

Yue Dian's eyes became more and more sinister.

As soon as they left, the tense atmosphere in the entire trading house slowly calmed down again.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Qiao Lingxiang took the dagger to the stall selling sweet potatoes, used a dagger that could cut iron like mud, and exchanged 12 roasted sweet potatoes, and shared them with Cen so that they ate them one by two.

So in the afternoon, because the news that Xiangcheng Hospital and Xiangcheng Middle School were closed spread more widely, rumors spread everywhere, making people in Xiangcheng panic.

Coupled with the good publicity of the trading house, many people from the suburbs of Xiangcheng, who had set up street stalls in Xiangcheng before, came to the trading house one after another.

This is also because it is almost difficult to see security checks in Xiangcheng now. The security checks in Xiangcheng have resigned in large numbers and returned to the countryside to farm. When manpower is difficult, order management has a big problem.

Therefore, many people who used to make a living by setting up street stalls did not dare to set up stalls in Xiangcheng.

Now the city management system is concentrating security inspection forces, focusing on schools, hospitals, management system buildings, mission centers, and trading houses. Therefore, the emergence of trading houses just helps these people who make a living by setting up stalls solve the problem of their living environment. .

So in the afternoon, in addition to those selling roasted sweet potatoes, there were also those selling potatoes and various small agricultural products.

There is no fixed price for everyone. Between stall owners and stall owners, they will take their own commodities and exchange them for what they need, and they will exchange randomly.

Most of the people who really know how to buy things with energy coupons are people who come to the trading houses, and they are also asking for prices indiscriminately.

This happened, in the morning, 5 energy coupons can buy one of Cen Yi's knives, and in the afternoon, it is a phenomenon that 10 energy coupons can buy one at a low price.

The security inspection is only responsible for no one doing anything except in the trading house, and they don't care about the rest, and they don't have the energy to take care of it.

At night, there are even more people visiting the stall. Behind Qiao Lingxiang's stall, there is one who sells gold, silver and jade wares from home.

A gold necklace as thick as a child's finger is sold for 1,000 catties of rice coupons, but no one is willing to buy it yet.

An hour later, the hungry stall owner silently changed the 1,000-jin rice coupons on the sign to 100-jin rice coupons.

Because life is indeed encountering difficulties, otherwise, I would not come here to sell my family's property.

When Qiao Lingxiang and Cen Yi finished selling their knives and cleared up the stall to leave, she looked back at the stall behind her. The stall owner had already changed the price of a gold necklace to a 10-jin rice coupon.

These goldware, silverware and jadeware are really worthless now.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, Qiao Lingxiang and the others closed the stall, and several people followed the original route and went home on electric bicycles.

As soon as Qiao Lingxiang went back and took a shower, she began to count the energy coupons earned today, and Cen Yi sat on the carpet in her room and played games.

The knives all of them sold were made by Cen Yi, and the energy coupons were given to Qiao Lingxiang for safekeeping.

No one said that they must do what, that Qiao Lingxiang must be in charge of the accounts, and that everyone must share the income equally, but everyone tacitly agreed that Qiao Lingxiang would take care of their food and drink, and she also liked to pack things.

Therefore, unconsciously, Lu Zhengqing and the others were in charge of yelling, and Qiao Lingxiang was in charge of keeping the energy coupons and giving them something to eat.

"Brother Cen, we have earned so many energy coupons today. I think that if we are not in a hurry to use them, we can take the energy coupons and go to farmers in the suburbs to exchange some rice or something, or buy some potatoes and stock them up at home. Well, otherwise, we can go buy some gasoline and stock it up, the prices in the trading houses are messed up, it will be cheaper if we go to the farmers’ homes in the suburbs, and we can’t go back to school.”

Qiao Lingxiang sat on the desk in her room to settle the accounts, muttering to herself, but she didn't hear any movement behind her.

She turned her head and glanced at Cen Yi who was sitting on the carpet behind her, leaning on the edge of her bed, with his legs bent and his head bowed.

He didn't have any other playmates after he got home, so as long as he was at home every day, he would either play games in Qiao Lingxiang's room, or drag Qiao Lingxiang in his room and show her some of his collections.

Therefore, Qiao Lingxiang gradually got used to being with Cen Yi at all times, except for sleeping, Cen Yi was always in her sight.

For some reason, Qiao Lingxiang always felt that Cen Yi said very little today, and his temper was quite grumpy.

He used to fight with Lu Zhengqing, and when Lu Zhengqing made him angry, he only cared about being angry, how should he step on Lu Zhengqing's trap next time, and step on it.

But today it was obvious that Cen Yi didn't have the heart to fight with Lu Zhengqing at all. Sometimes when Lu Zhengqing recruited him, Cen Yi would either let Lu Zhengqing go, or simply ignore Lu Zhengqing.

Moreover, he doesn't play games now, so he keeps a sitting posture, looking down at his feet.

What's going on here?

So, Qiao Lingxiang stopped counting the energy coupons, took the initiative to sit beside Cen Yi, looked at him, and asked worriedly:

"Brother Cen Yi, what's wrong with you?"

Cen Yi, who was enduring the bone-biting pain of thousands of ants, slowly raised his head, looked at Qiao Lingxiang, "Huh?" and said:

"hungry."

"Then I'll go down to you."

Qiao Lingxiang stood up and ran to the kitchen. When they came back, it was past ten o'clock in the evening, and it was long after Grandpa Lin and Grandma Lin's meal time.

Under normal circumstances, Li Min would not prepare meals for Cen Yi and Qiao Lingxiang, because the school provided three meals a day. After the school was closed, Cen Yi and Lu Zhengqing and his gang went to set up a stall, so they would naturally fill their stomachs outside. .

Lin Tianyi and Li Min have never worried about their grandson, and they don't even have the ability to do this.

It's just that today, for some reason, Cen Yi suddenly cried out that he was hungry. At this time, every night at 9 o'clock, Qiao Lingxiang, the grandma Lin who was going to sleep if she could not be shaken, couldn't bother her to cook food for Cen Yi.

Naturally, Qiao Ayaka did it herself with her sleeves rolled up.

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