The two men exchanged a glance. One of them opened the door, while the other lowered his head and called into his watch communicator, "A female guest has arrived! Bring tea!"
Lin Qingqing shook her head and wanted to laugh in her heart. This was a cryptic implication that the visitor was a female middle-class consumer, or it could be: A distinguished guest has arrived, so serve good tea!
The characters, places and codes in my memory are all real!
It just doesn’t necessarily match.
She calmed herself down and walked into the house.
A young man in a black suit came forward. He was not tall, not very old, and had two dimples when he smiled. "Miss, my name is Xiaojiu. Is there anything you need?"
"I have some tropical fruits. I wonder if your hall master would accept them." Lin Qingqing subconsciously imitated Qu Guangu's pretentious personality, being polite yet distant.
On that day in Malaysia in 2031, someone robbed her, but she and Shan Leng counter-robbed her and got a bunch of crystal cores and several new thermal weapons.
Moreover, because of the time difference, there were thousands of third-level crystal cores that were exchanged for rice, flour and vegetables. The first and second-level ones were too small to be counted.
But at the same time, there was very little rice, flour, grain and oil left in her warehouse and she urgently needed to replenish it.
No matter how many crystal cores she had, she was reluctant to spend them lavishly, but she could exchange some of them for tropical fruits.
Xiao Jiu was slightly surprised. He looked at her discreetly. The young lady was quite pretty and could make a living just by relying on her looks...
Well, regardless of her beauty or ugliness, she only carried a backpack. Xiao Jiu calmed down and asked politely, "Excuse me, what kind of fruit do you have?"
"Sultan King durian and some mangoes. I'll wait for you here, go ask the Black Dragon boss." After Lin Qingqing finished speaking, she sat down on a mahogany chair on the side.
Seeing her calm demeanor, Xiaojiu hesitated for a moment and said, "Please wait a moment."
This is the Black Dragon Society. If she dares to lie, she will come in walking and leave sideways.
After a few minutes, an old man came out. He was wearing a Tang suit with a black background and a five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on it.
Lin Qingqing was slightly surprised. In her memory, she and Liu Qiang had contact with the Black Dragon Society a year later, and the leader of the society was a young man.
"Girl, Xiaojiu said you want to see me?" The old man was thin and looked intimidating without even getting angry.
Lin Qingqing slowly took off her backpack and took out a large bag of mangoes and then a large durian.
"Authentic Malaysian Sultan King durian could sell for over a thousand at Sanliyuan Vegetable Market before the apocalypse."
After hearing this, Xiaojiu rolled his eyes in his heart: A durian costs more than a thousand yuan, are you bragging?
Unexpectedly, the old hall master's hands trembled slightly in his sleeves. He tried his best to maintain a calm expression on his face. "It's in good condition, but if you only have one, it won't sell for much."
Lin Qingqing smiled slightly. "Of course there are more than one, but this thing is a rare commodity nowadays. Even one can be exchanged for a big house, right?"
Xiaojiu's eyes widened: "How dare you ask for such a high price." But the words of the hall master rang in his ears.
"A large single room is fine... plus these mangoes, I can give you a two-bedroom apartment in the west area?"
When the hall master saw that she was asking for an exorbitant price, he wanted to bargain, but the other party's smile immediately disappeared from her face.
He thought about her saying more than one, and immediately changed his words.
Lin Qingqing frowned, but was thinking in her heart that it must be very rare to see such fresh durian in the market!
People who don’t like this kind of fruit dislike it because it’s smelly, but people who like it love it to death.
Lin Qingqing: "I want a house in the South District."
"How many more of the same quality do you have?" The hall master hesitated. Important people live in the east area of the base, and the west area is this side, which is a bit messy.
The North District is where the troops are stationed, while the South District is considered to be more suitable for living. Therefore, the housing supply in the South District is relatively tight.
Lin Qingqing recalled that there should be dozens of durians left in the space, except for those eaten by her and Qiao Ruoran.
She calculated that there were more than a dozen of them, so two houses should be enough. They were rare items, so if you had more, they would lose their value.
So, Lin Qingqing said, "There are three more, and they are of similar quality. These mangoes are a gift to you! There are four durians in total. Can you give me a small studio in the West District and two houses in the South District?" The houses in the South District are relatively more expensive. Lin Qingqing thought about it before saying this.
"Deal!" The hall master was so excited that he made the final decision.
Finally, the hall master, perhaps feeling that he had overreacted, turned to Xiaojiu and said, "Xiaojiu, bring a few people with you later... What's your name?"
"My last name is Lin. I work in a military hospital. You can call me Doctor Lin." Lin Qingqing smiled.
"Okay, hello, doctor!" The hall master's eyes flashed slightly. His brothers were on the verge of death, and there were always some injuries that were not suitable for going to the hospital. They also had doctors, but they couldn't have too many!
"Xiaojiu, go get the keys from Lao Wang. There's also a house with a private entrance and yard at the West District corner that has been transferred to Dr. Lin. Go and handle the formalities."
"Yes, Hall Master." Xiao Jiu didn't understand what was going on, but he still went to get the key happily.
"Xiao Lin, don't make excuses. I might need to trouble you someday." The hall master originally wanted to give him a single room in the west area, but now he changed his mind.
Who is the person who can take out fresh durian at this time, and who is a doctor?
He is definitely a person with special abilities. He also has special abilities and can sense that the other person is not weaker than himself.
"The old man is a straightforward person." Lin Qingqing knew what he was talking about. Since she was going to stay in Beijing for a while, she would inevitably have to deal with local tyrants.
The two seemed to hit it off right away and chatted for a while until Xiaojiu came out with the keys.
Lin Qingqing stood up and said, "I have to go to the hospital this afternoon. If it's convenient for Xiaojiu, please come to my place later in the evening to get the remaining durian."
"Okay!" The hall master stood up to see him off, which shocked his men.
Even VIP guests don’t get this kind of treatment!
Although Xiaojiu was there the whole time, he was confused the entire time.
He was completely confused. No matter how expensive it was, it was just a few fruits. Changing it for a house was already an exaggeration. Yet, the hall master was still so polite!
If it is very valuable, shouldn't we kill people and rob them?
After he sent Dr. Lin to the detached house at the corner of the West District, he couldn't help asking when he came back.
The hall master seemed to be in a good mood, humming a little tune and trimming the bonsai with scissors.
"Grandpa, I don't understand!"
"Then think about it slowly. You have nothing to do this afternoon, so go with the third brother and deliver the durian to the East District..."
Xiaojiu didn't want to go there and quickly excused himself, "I haven't completed the transfer procedures for Dr. Lin yet! Ah, I'll go to the trading center first. Goodbye, Grandpa."
Xiaojiu ran away.
The hall master looked at his back and sighed slightly.
I no longer have the mood to prune bonsai.
The second son has been missing for almost two months and there has been no news, so he has to choose a successor again.
But Xiaojiu is too young and simple-minded, he doesn’t have the character of a person at the helm at all!
How can we judge things by appearances?
In the end times, it’s fatal!
The Black Dragon Society only appears to be prosperous on the surface, but is actually surviving in the cracks.
Being gentle and just is the way to survive.
Alas, that girl just now was pretty good, the little fox is almost becoming a spirit!
Let's not talk about the strength of her supernatural powers, let's just talk about her behavior. This girl's presence shows that she was familiar with the capital before the apocalypse, otherwise how many people would know about the Sanyuanli Vegetable Market in Chaoyang District!
That was a high-consumption vegetable market, and the imported Sultan King durian was indeed priced around this price.
At this time, the fact that she could produce such fresh and good-looking durian once again demonstrated her strength in the apocalypse.
The third time, it was revealed that she worked in a military hospital, which was both frank and threatening.
He doesn't have any bad intentions at all!
The hall master tugged at his beard and stared blankly:
Or, if it really doesn't work, let Xiaojiu marry you?
Lin Qingqing sneezed!
She lives in the house she bought with durian.
At first glance, it’s a farmhouse built before the end of the world!
There are two floors, with a kitchen, bathroom and living room on the first floor, two bedrooms on the second floor, and a yard of about three or four square meters.
The total area is less than 100 square meters.
But although it is small, it has everything, even some cheap furniture and appliances, it's just a little dirty.
Apart from the bloodstains and dust, it seems that no one has lived there for a long time.
It was impossible for one person to clean it up in a short time, so after Lin Qingqing finished looking at it, she closed the door and left.
She looked down at her watch and saw it was only one o'clock. She had an appointment with Dean Lin at two o'clock in the afternoon.
I simply went into a shop on a nearby street and ordered a bowl of plain noodles and two sesame cakes.
As I was slowly chewing it, I saw an eagle and a man fighting on the street.
Eagle is a mixed-race boy with natural European golden hair, a hooked nose, and blue-brown eyes. He speaks Mandarin, but sometimes he mixes up words randomly.
For example, right now, he’s yelling, “If you don’t want to buy, go away. I’m the owner of the tomatoes. If you don’t have money, don’t talk to me.”
Lin Qingqing and the others were used to hearing it, and their brains automatically converted it into correct sentences.
Others may not be so happy, especially those who want to find fault, they will find fault with his words, "Master is bullshit! Just being rich is a big deal! Arrogance is bullshit! Damn foreigner, go back to your own country!"
"This is my country! I have a permanent residence permit." The eagle retorted dissatisfiedly.
"See, I said this foreigner is not a good person and he should be detained permanently!" The voices of passers-by who were arguing with him were raised eight degrees.
A few passersby gathered around to watch, some of them knowing that Lao Ying was talking about a residence permit, not a detention order, but no one spoke to him.
A backpack full of tomatoes!
They all hoped that the quarrel would develop into a fight, so that everyone could go and mediate and swarm over the tomatoes.
After the end of the world, humans have had various speculations. Some people always think that this disaster is caused by those unfriendly countries that once wanted to deal with our great motherland.
Each base has various versions of the story, about a laboratory virus leak, a doctor who turned into a zombie and bit someone, or a wealthy man who wanted to achieve immortality but unexpectedly invented a zombie virus...
Maybe it’s the movie, every version sounds pretty similar.
Foreigners have suffered a lot of unfair treatment in our country after the end of the world.
It seemed as if overnight, people became unfriendly.
To be honest, Lin Qingqing also felt that this was possible, and she was very suspicious of the Sunny Doll organization at one point.
Seeing that Eagle was losing the war of words and it was about to develop into a hand-to-hand fight, several strands of his golden hair were pulled out, but he still endured it and did not use his supernatural powers.
Lin Qingqing picked up the bowl, drank the last few mouthfuls of soup, and rushed out to save Tomato while biting the sesame cake.
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