Chapter 350 Talk about Shenzhi

Sheng Jiu had just gone upstairs. When the man asked this question, she introduced herself generously: "I am the boss of Shengji, Sheng Jiu."

…

Briefly introduce yourself.

Sheng Jiu didn't need to say anything else, Boll had already gone up.

Last night, how did the boss save the people? How much effort and medicine did he put in?

Anyway, let's just talk about it seriously.

Moreover, he knew what happened to the man last night.

If they hadn't rescued me, I would have lit the incense this morning, right?

The man also knew that his condition was not good yesterday, and it was a surprise that he survived.

When he heard that Sheng Jiu was the one who saved him, he immediately stood up and kowtowed to Sheng Jiu.

Sheng Jiu:?

Ancient wasteland world?

But, their clothes and hair don't look alike.

As soon as Boll saw him move, he pressed down with his big hand. The man had not recovered his strength yet, and as soon as he stood up, he was pushed back.

The man was pushed back by Bol's powerful palm and was stunned on the spot.

Are the people here... so powerful?

He is stronger in the wasteland world because of his powerful strength.

When the man stood up just now, although he did not use his full strength and he was still injured and weak, he was aware that his strength was not small, but he was pushed back by Boll with one hand.

The man looked at Boll in surprise and doubt.

Boll didn't understand what he meant, but he still had no choice but to remind him: "Your injuries haven't healed yet. Don't mess around. You're wasting medicine and gauze. You spent money on them. It's not easy for small business owners to make money. It doesn't matter if you die, but I can't bear to see you wasting things."

man:……

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

However, he couldn't go down to thank her, so the man could only raise his head and look at Sheng Jiu solemnly: "My name is Tan Shenzhi, male, 30 years old, single..."

When Boll heard this introduction, he thought it sounded a bit frivolous and immediately raised his hand to signal him, "That's enough. Tell me about the advantages of your place."

Sheng Jiu has a system and already knows the situation in the wasteland world.

Boll didn't, he just heard Sheng Jiu say that the situation over there was not good and asked them not to run around.

How bad, Bol wondered?

After Tan Shenzhi gets better, can he help them get the ingredients?

They saved his life, so Tan Shenzhi gave them food in return. That’s not too much to ask, right?

Bol felt that Tan Shenzhi’s life should be more valuable than food, right?

Tan Shenzhi wanted to introduce himself in detail, but after being interrupted by Boll, he was still a little confused.

He thought for a moment and asked uncertainly, "Excuse me, what do you mean?"

Bol thought about his question, which was indeed a bit vague. He quickly asked Tan Shenzhi in clearer terms: what was the climate like in his plane? What was the environment like? How were the various creatures growing? Were there any special ingredients or delicacies?

After listening to this, Tan Shenzhi was silent for a while, and then he said quietly: "The place where I am, twenty-three years ago, was named the first year of the wasteland. The meaning of wasteland is..."

Tan Shenzhi answered Boll's question seriously, but his tone was filled with unconscious sadness.

Tan Shenzhi was still a child when the situation on the entire planet, or rather the entire plane, became a mess.

He could only watch the world change with his own eyes, unable to do anything.

He still remembers that feeling of despair.

So many years have passed, Tan Shenzhi thought he had forgotten it.

Now I find...

No.

I remember it clearly.

When Boll heard this, he immediately frowned.

This dimension doesn't seem to be doing well?

I feel like it’s not as good as the apocalypse where Lin Duo is.

At least there are crystal cores on that side for grilling meat.

In a wasteland world, even the soil is useless, and the plants that can be grown are very limited.

Radiation is everywhere, and anyone who can live in such an environment is extremely capable.

At this time, Lin Duo came up with a bowl of millet porridge.

Tan Shenzhi originally wanted to give a detailed introduction to the situation there, and at the same time ask whether the conditions there were good?

What do they need if they want to buy clean food and water?

Smelling the familiar aroma of millet porridge, Tan Shenzhi swallowed and temporarily lost the desire to continue speaking.

His eyes and mind were now filled with appetite, and he didn't think of anything else.

Sheng Jiu nodded to indicate that he could continue eating and talk after he finished.

Bo'er hadn't finished his meal yet, and Sheng Jiu signaled him to go downstairs to eat.

Lin Duo was upstairs, so Boll felt a little relieved.

He winked at Lin Duo.

Lin Duo looked at him blankly.

Boll: .

Damn, what a bunch of idiots!

Since his eye contact failed to convey the message, Boll had no choice but to walk down the stairs while pressing his phone.

Bol sent a message, asking Lin Duo to find out Tan Shenzhi's background and to repay him with a high price for saving his life.

After reading the message, Lin Duo fell silent.

With his language ability, is it really possible?

However, Lin Duo soon stopped worrying because Sheng Jiu had already asked Tan Shenzhi directly: "I heard that there are a lot of trees over there?"

Tan Shenzhi quickly drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, then looked up at Sheng Jiu: "Yes, there are mutated ones, and there are also non-mutated ones."

Fallout changed so many things.

Mutated plants, animals and even humans.

Sheng Jiu nodded after hearing this: "You know, I run a restaurant and I need some firewood."

Tan Shenzhi looked around, seeing all sorts of lightning and light, and looked bewildered.

No, benefactor?

Is this your firewood rice?

Although Tan Shenzhi had also heard from the old people that cooking with firewood smells good.

But cooking with firewood in such a closed room?

Is it safe?

Tan Shenzhi really doesn't understand.

However, he quickly seized the opportunity and nodded swiftly after a moment of confusion: "Yes, yes, after my injuries heal... No, I don't need to heal, I should be able to move freely tomorrow. I will help Boss Sheng cut down trees. How many do you need, Boss Sheng?"

Sheng Jiu didn't specify the exact number: "Of course, the more the better."

Tan Shenzhishunpo wanted to negotiate: "Then may I ask, Boss Sheng, if I can exchange these trees with you..."

Before he could finish the rest of his words, Lin Duo pushed his arm and reminded him: "Save my life, it's a favor."

The words that were about to come out of his mouth were swallowed back by Tan Shenzhi.

He had forgotten about it.

I haven't repaid you for saving my life yet.

Tan Shenzhi didn't want to miss such an opportunity. After thinking for a moment, he began to play the victim: "The situation over there isn't that good right now. I came out this time because the entire Hecheng is in short supply..."

Sheng Jiu didn't say anything in a hurry.

However, Lin Duo couldn't listen any longer: "But, what does this have to do with the boss?"

Their suffering was not caused by Sheng Jiu, so why should I tell Sheng Jiu this?

Want sympathy?

Lin Duo didn’t understand and felt a little unhappy.

You are clearly trying to use moral blackmail!

Not wanting to embarrass Sheng Jiu, Lin Duo interrupted Tan Shenzhi directly.

Tan Shenzhi's little thought was exposed, and he smiled a little embarrassedly: "That's not what I meant."