Surviving Endless Disasters

"That village did you buy these candles from?" Wen Zheng picked up one and asked.

The stall owner smiled and looked a little proud: "Some positions in the safety zone have discounts for purchasing these white waxes. My eldest son bought them at a low price, and the price was cheaper than the official price.

This white wax has been accumulated for several months, and it takes a long time. In other words, it can be resold to make a profit, which is barely enough to make ends meet.

Seeing that Wen Zheng really wanted to buy it, the stall owner continued: "There are many people doing this business in the safe zone, and some of them will use ordinary white wax mixed in. I don't want to do that kind of shame. After you buy these white wax , just pick a few and light them to see if they are genuine or not. I will be waiting for you to finish the inspection.

"The scent of these candles was the same as those in the guest house. Wen Zheng didn't doubt it much, but he didn't speak immediately and started to look at the saplings and herb seedlings on the stall.

The stall owner was not in a hurry, he just stood aside and waited. Wen Zheng answered honestly whatever questions he asked.

Plants grow well here in the south, but insects grow better.

Leaving the safe zone to dig these saplings and herbs will take a lot of effort.

Before Wen Zheng finished reading, there were footsteps approaching, and it was a young man who walked up to the stall owner with an insulated lunch box in his hand: "Dad, you eat something first.

" Wen Zheng raised his head and glanced at the person who came. He was not tall, a little thinner than before, and his face was a little dull. Wen Zheng recognized him at a glance.

I didn't expect to meet so many former acquaintances in this safe zone of City S.

This is the colleague Zhang Ji who has a very good relationship with the original person. When Wen Zheng resigned from his job and went to Sanlihe Village, before the disaster happened, those colleagues who had a good relationship with the original person sent messages to remind him. As for whether to listen or not, just watch. They chose it themselves.

The stall owner began to introduce: "This is my youngest son, who usually helps me at home.

" Zhang Ji didn't recognize Wen Zheng, who had changed a lot. He asked his father to rest nearby and came to greet Wen Zheng himself.

In the past, Zhang Ji, like his original self, was not very good at communicating with people, but after the disaster struck, the skills he knew were of little use in this world where electromagnetic problems occurred. He could only practice his words and do some physical work.

, indeed lower than the official price, Wen Zheng said: "I want all these white wax, you can take these back to the guest house with me.

"Zhang Ji didn't expect to meet such a cheerful customer. He cleaned up and asked his father to go home first. He pushed the cart and left with Wen Zheng.

When Jian Wenzheng came back from shopping, several inconspicuous brothers under Brother Hei came over to help weigh the candles he bought and the grain he wanted to give out.

After successfully completing the transaction, Zhang Ji waited for Wen Zheng to verify. Unexpectedly, Wen Zheng directly handed him a sufficient amount of grain, and then took out a few pieces of marinated beef.

“I can’t afford this beef.

"Zhang Ji waved his hands, and he was satisfied with the food.

Wen Zheng put the beef on the wooden cart and said, "I want to use this beef to exchange for some mutated ash tree saplings. Do you have any channels to buy them at home?" Zhang Ji shook his head: "There are those mutated ash tree villages. The army guards, you can buy ash, but the trading of ash trees is not allowed.

" Among Brother Hei's brothers next to him, the one named Xiaomao said: "Brother, we can't grow this kind of ash tree over there.

We have inquired before that these saplings like a warm environment, and they may not survive if the low temperature is too low.

Although our hometown is located in the central region, it is so cold in winter that we would freeze to death after a few snowfalls.

After saying this, Zhang Ji hesitated and asked Wen Zheng in a low voice: "Boss, where did you come from?" Are they from City A in Province N? Xiao Mao smiled: "Did you recognize my accent?" We are from there, but why are you asking about the buyer when you are selling something? Zhang Ji waved his hand: "I have a brother who is from there, and I don't know what his current situation is, so I just want to ask you about it."

"You are quite friendly, but City A is a big place, so we may not know each other."

"You are really from City A. The name of the person I want to inquire about is Wen Zheng. Both of his parents died when he was young, and he has no other relatives alive now."

I'll give you a discount on these candles. When you return home, please help me find out how he is doing now.

"How does this name and description sound like Boss Wen?" Xiao Mao looked at Wen Zheng who remained calm and continued to ask, "Are you asking about his king?" "Wen Zheng is my brother. He helped me a lot in the past. He has no relatives or friends, so I am worried about his current situation. If there is any difficulty, I might be able to help."

"If Wen Zheng hadn't reminded him at that time, his family would not have such a stable life now.

Hearing that Zhang Ji still remembered Wen Zheng and was still inquiring about Wen Zheng, Wen Zheng was happy for the original person.

Although the original person met people like Zhang Pan and Tao Yue, he also made friends like Zhang Ji.

Wen Zheng did not reveal his identity. He accepted the grain that Zhang Ji returned after a discount and promised to help him find out the news when he returned.

After Zhang Ji left, Wen Zheng put aside Xiao Mao who was hesitant to speak, and followed Zhang Ji quietly with Tuan Tuan.

Selling pewter and selling a lot of grain, Zhang Ji would definitely push the cart home first and walk out of the guest house door. Zhang Ji would meet up with the two family members who came to pick him up and protect the grain.

"Zhang Ji is a nice guy, how about we help them?" Wen Zheng was discussing with Tuantuan while walking on the road.

"Help?" Tuantuan had a bad feeling.

Until they followed Zhang Ji to his home, Zhang Ji's family happily ran over to check the grain and carried the grain into the house.

There was a boy over three years old in the house. He ran to a nest made of wood and straw in the corner and pulled out the big white goose hiding inside.

"Our big white goose has not been raised in vain, it has become Lele's personal bodyguard.

Today, the kid next door wanted to bully our Lele, and the big white goose rushed up and scared the kid away.

"Today's mutated animals are more humane. The big white goose knows that it was because of our Lele that it was not eaten. Of course it is good for Lele."

"Wen Zheng's eyes stayed on the big white goose, he lowered his head and said to Tuantuan: "Tuan Tuan, it's time for you, the teacher, to take action again.

" Looking at the stupid big white goose, Tuan Tuan recalled the difficult experience of teaching the big rooster. How long will it take to teach the big white goose to become a new generation of goose kings?

Life is not easy, Tuantuan sighed.

Chapter 95 At midnight, the master and the little master of the house have fallen into sleep, but the big white goose, who looks after the house and the home and takes care of the children every day, does not have the courage to fight against the sky and the earth in the past.

In the goose room specially built in the hall, a big white butt was exposed and was trying to squeeze out.

The big white goose has grown a lot in size in the past two days. The owners haven't had time to expand its goose room, but he insists on living in the room he has lived in since he was a child, so he has to spend a lot of effort every time he goes in and out.

Outside the quietly opened window, Tuan Tuan saw that the new student was still unable to come out of the goose room, and was extremely worried about the new student's learning ability.

To teach this big white goose, I don’t know how many brain cells it will lose. What will I do when the feathers on the top of my head start to fall off? Is it possible to shave my head like my father?

Tuantuan looked up at the moon, and her heart was full of sorrow.

With a bang, the big white goose pulled his body out of the house with difficulty and sat down on the ground.

Carefully, he looked back at the bedroom where the masters were resting, and found that they had not been awakened, so he opened his legs and ran towards the window.