Chapter 304

"If you live upstairs, I'll live downstairs. By the way, are you going out to get familiar with the environment now?" Hao junnan looked at a man and a woman in front of him.

"Familiar with the environment? Let's put down our backpacks before we go." Lu Jingxuan glanced at the sky outside. It was too dark to be black anymore, just like over the crystal base.

This black has no moon and no stars.

Lu Jingxuan suddenly had a bad feeling. Did the night float here from the sky over the crystal base?

"Then I'll take care of the house here. If you have any valuables, you can take them with you. It's not good if someone breaks through the empty door here."

Hao junnan had a faint smile.

After all, they are strangers here, and they are foreigners. It is inevitable that someone will stare at them and rob them.

"It doesn't matter. We don't have anything important, just some food. If they want to grab it, let them grab it." Lu Jingxuan raised a smile.

All the good things are in their space. It's not so easy to be robbed.

He nodded slightly. Hao junnan watched them go upstairs.

Soon they came down from upstairs.

Watching the two men leave, Hao junnan sat on the wooden sofa and began to make himself a cup of coffee.

A person's life is really good.

After coming out of the wooden house, song Fengfu walked along the road.

There are not many lights in the dark world.

They walked to the right from the end of the road of the wooden house, which is a small market and the location of a refugee camp.

There are many things on both sides of the road. There will be a small fire every five or six meters to illuminate the surroundings.

The fire is not big, and there are not many places that can be illuminated.

After Lu Jingxuan and song Fengfu walked into the refugee camp, they found that the taste in the refugee camp was very big.

It smells like fermented wine.

Lu Jingxuan took out two masks from his small bag.

"Here, take it. The smell here is too strong. They should not have taken a bath for a long time, so they have such a strong smell."

"It's not just that I didn't take a bath. The smell should be the smell of clothes after they were soaked in water for a long time."

Song Fengfu put on her mask and didn't want to go deep into the refugee area.

"Let's go and see if we can change some zombie beads." Lu Jingxuan wanted to change some zombie beads in the management center, but their goal is too big. If they change hundreds of zombie beads, I'm afraid they will attract other people's attention.

Instead of changing some zombie beads in the management center, it's better to come to the refugee camp and see if you can change some zombie beads.

Song Fengfu nodded and looked around with clear eyes.

"Friends, come and have a look. I have a flashlight and clothes here." when I heard someone approaching the refugee area, the surrounding people shouted.

"Friend, friend, come and see me. There are other good things here."

Lu Jingxuan glanced at the furnishings.

Broken clothes, shoes, some daily necessities, and even pots and pans.

"Let's ask." Song Fengfu glanced at the things on the ground, but no one sold food.

"Don't ask, we set up a stall here to sell food." Lu Jingxuan found an open space and took out the cloth in his small backpack.

Song Fengfu watched him take out a small bag of salt from his backpack, which was packed when they had time in the space.

"Are you going to sell salt?"

Song Fengfu squatted at his feet and asked.

"Well, no matter who lacks salt, and I believe this bag can sell two or three hundred zombie beads." Lu Jingxuan blinked. People will have no strength if they lack salt one day, not to mention that they don't believe they don't lack salt for more than half a year in the end of the world.

"Two or three hundred zombie beads, isn't it that we have twenty or thirty thousand zombie beads in one hundred bags?" Song Fengfu calculated. As long as two hundred bags of salt, we can get more than fifty thousand zombie beads.

In this way, can't they get more zombie beads?

Help Lu Jingxuan take out the salt in his backpack, and song Fengfu put it on the cloth in front of him one by one.

"What are you selling?" people around looked at Lu Jingxuan and put out bags of white objects.

If you don't look closely, you can't see that this is salt. Instead, it looks like drugs or flour.

"Salt." Lu Jingxuan said.

"Salt? It's salt. How much is it?" when I heard the sound of salt, the original stall owner gathered around.

"A pack of five hundred zombie beads." Lu Jingxuan looked at the people in front of him. Many people immediately shouted.

"Five hundred zombie beads, you're trying to rob by fire."

A man squatted in front of Lu Jingxuan's stall. When he was about to pick up a bag of salt, Lu Jingxuan quickly grabbed a corner of the cloth and received all the salt in front of him.

"The business is voluntary. If you think it's expensive, you can buy it at another house." Lu Jingxuan looked at the man and didn't buy it if it's too expensive.

"You..." the man looked at Lu Jingxuan and put away the cloth on the ground.

As soon as the people around him saw him, "he didn't want me to buy 500 zombie beads. I'll buy two bags."

"I want it, too. Give me three packs."

"I want it too. I haven't tasted the taste of salt for a long time." a man greedily looked at Lu Jingxuan. The price of salt outside can definitely sell a thousand zombie beads.

What is a mere five hundred zombies?

"Those who want to line up and prepare 500 zombie beads." Lu Jingxuan took out an electronic scale from his backpack and handed it to song Fengfu.

Five hundred zombie beads are equivalent to three kilograms. Just make sure they are all zombie beads, and then weigh the quantity.

Song Fengfu took the electronic scale and a man hurriedly took a bag in front of her.

"There are five hundred zombie beads in it."

"Wait, let me confirm." Song Fengfu took the bag in his hand and weighed it. After confirming that it was three kilograms, she nodded to Lu Jingxuan.

"There are zombie beads inside." Song Fengfu opened her small backpack and put it in.

"Well, here's a bag of salt." Lu Jingxuan looked at her and gave her a bag of salt after confirming the zombie beads.

One by one, when song Fengfu's backpack was full, Lu Jingxuan put it away.

"Today's salt will be supplied here and continue tomorrow." when Lu Jingxuan was about to put away the stall, the people around him obviously didn't want to leave.

"No, no, we need it now." a group of people surrounded them. Song Fengfu took the opportunity to put the backpack into the space without trace.

"Wait, you wait, can't we sell it?" Song Fengfu said in English to the people.

Lu Jingxuan glanced at Song Fengfu obliquely, "but our backpacks are full."

"The backpack is full, but we......" Song Fengfu suddenly shouted before she finished her words. "Backpack, where's my backpack?"