Chapter 480: Participating in the Doomsday Wedding

Several people in the group who were introduced by Jingshu immediately agreed, and others who wanted to hand over their insects to Sumali also agreed.

Jingshu raised her eyebrows. It just so happened that she needed to find money to get more benefits, discuss some things, and recruit some more people tomorrow, so she agreed.

But in these last days, what gifts should I give to my classmates?

"What gift are you giving to Xie Zihao for his wedding?" Jingshu asked Su Mali, who was still enjoying herself in the shelter.

"Take a pound of black pork. My family recently slaughtered half of the black pigs. They eat too much. Red nematodes are hard to buy as feed, and they lose weight if you feed them too little. Several of them died in the earthquake a few days ago. We still slaughtered them and made bacon." Even a rich man like Sumali feels the pressure of food, so you can imagine how others feel.

The key point is that the country stored red nematode cakes for a whole year last year, but this year, due to frequent earthquakes and no harvest, it can only be consumed. Next year, food control will be even more severe, and even the minced meat in the bottom of the box has to be taken out. It's really the end of the road.

Fortunately, Jingshu asked her uncle to kill all the black pigs and keep a few breeding pigs. Now he sells piglets every six months, and he can live well with the red nematodes he saved before.

"Then I'll give a pound of bacon." Jingshu thought about the various dried meats and bacon she had at home. Beef was much more valuable than pork, but since she was on the same side as Su Mali, it would be fine for the two of them to give similar gifts.

...

So the next day, wearing a warm cotton coat, a modified leather hat, carrying a sausage carefully tied with a wedding knot in one hand, and holding a briefcase in one hand, Jingshu got in the Maybach sent by Qian Duoduo and went to Shiyuan.

It was the same old driver who opened the door for Jingshu familiarly. "Miss Jing, are you carrying sausages to attend a wedding?"

"Well, I went to a classmate's wedding. It's the end of the world now, and I'll get beaten if I give him 200 yuan as a gift, so I gave him sausage instead."

"That's really considered a high gift at this time. Generally, giving a bag of old rice is considered a good gift. But recently Shiyuan has expanded its external resources and opened a banquet hotel. Those who can hold a wedding in Shiyuan must be people of status." The driver flattered Jingshu a little.

"Really?" Jingshu smiled. In the second half of the third year of the apocalypse, the conditions were indeed met to hold a wedding.

Xie Zihao's wedding was at 12 o'clock, so Jingshu and Qian Duoduo agreed to meet at 1 o'clock, thinking that they could talk about business after attending the wedding.

The wedding was held in the large dining hall of the Stone Garden, where more than a dozen round stone tables and chairs were set up. Because there was magma underground, the stones were not cold, but rather very comfortable.

A stone stage was set up, and interestingly, there were big red curtains and red lanterns hung everywhere. The scale looked like a luxurious wedding before the end of the world.

Hanging at the entrance was a photo of Xie Zihao and a woman in wedding dresses, as well as two people collecting gifts. There was a table with QR codes and various gift items, most of which contained a bag of old rice or a small bag of flour.

The most precious things are some condiments, such as aged vinegar and Haitian soy sauce. These are placed in the most conspicuous places, and one bottle costs at least a few hundred virtual coins.

There are also some uncommon vegetables, as well as unopened daily necessities, etc., with a wide variety of items, it is more like a convenience store. These gifts are high-scale in the end times, of course, they are far inferior to those of the really rich. For example, the scale of the parties held by Sumali is much higher than this, it can only be considered middle class.

When Jingshu arrived, two people who were collecting gifts at the door were arguing with a group of people. Jingshu walked over and realized, well, aren't these just a group of high school classmates? Why are they arguing with others?

Someone with sharp eyes saw Jingshu coming and immediately shouted, "Jingshu is here, let Jingshu judge the case."

Jing Shu was confused and asked, "What's wrong?... Stop, stop, stop, Mu Xiaoxuan, tell me."

The surroundings became quiet.

Then Mu Xiaoxuan pointed at the two women who were receiving the gifts and said, "A few of us classmates have discussed it and decided to take care of those who are in financial difficulties. We have decided to give them all a big and affordable gift package of red nematodes with the character for 'happiness'. One string is worth 3 virtual coins.

This is the normal standard for weddings these days.

Besides, we also said that if there is anyone who has a personal relationship with Xie Zihao, we can make up for it.

His gift could be... But after he brought the gift, these two people refused to let him in, saying that they were not worthy of the table, and since they were the man’s friends, they could not come to eat for free.

Jingshu saw that everyone was holding a long string of wedding characters woven with red nematodes. They could be eaten and played with, and it was an acceptable gift given to these high school students given their living conditions.

The two women who were collecting gifts pointed at the table behind them and said, "What the hell are you giving me? Did anyone give me insects? Who are you trying to annoy? You can go in if you want. Look, there's a table in the cafeteria next door. Just check the procedures later. There's no food."

"Hey, if you think we're not good enough, you shouldn't have called us yesterday. We saved up all our money and spent all our money to get this thing, and you still complained about it. Some people can't even afford to eat bugs!"

"That's right, doesn't Xie Zihao know that our family conditions are not good and we are not prepared?"

Jing Shu motioned for everyone to quiet down and asked, "Where's Xie Zihao? Why can't a man's friend eat for free, but a woman's friend can?"

One of the women looked at Jingshu's clean and decent clothes. Most importantly, her rosy complexion indicated that she was healthy and her family must be well-off. She was even holding a piece of meat in her hand, so she explained:

"Of course the bride's friends can, because this is the bride's wedding. Didn't Xie Zihao tell you that he is marrying into the bride's family? From now on, everything belongs to the bride, so his friends can't eat for free."

For a moment, all the high school students were stunned.

Everyone, including Jingshu, was stunned for a moment. It was true that Xie Zihao was a rich second-generation, but he did nothing after the apocalypse and slowly consumed all the food. I heard that he sold his house in the Banana Community for thousands of virtual coins some time ago, and no one knew what he did with it.

"Who said that after I marry into your family, my friends can't eat for free?" A somewhat angry voice sounded, and today's groom, Xie Zihao, walked forward wearing a red wedding suit and a relatively healthy complexion.

Following behind was the bride, who was wearing a half-worn Suhe dress, with an embarrassed look on her face. The bride's most striking feature was that she was very fat, weighing about a hundred kilograms, which was extremely rare in this apocalypse.

The classmates suddenly felt that Xie Zihao was really being kept by a rich woman.

"Who said that?" Xie Zihao asked angrily again. He turned to the bride and asked, "Did you say that?"

The bride shook her head awkwardly. "Zihao, listen to my explanation... Food is so scarce now, there are always people coming to eat and drink for free. As long as you confirm that they are your friends and come to congratulate us, there will be no problem." As she spoke, she winked at the two men.

"It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Put the gifts here, write your names on them, and I'll take you to sit down."