Chapter 397 Heroine
"Girl, why don't you check a few more bags?" The boss was surprised. He thought the girl would be more careful and open all the bags to check the clothes one by one. He didn't expect that she only checked a few bags.
"I trust the boss." Qiao Mo nodded to him. This boss was quite honest and did not mix any counterfeit goods in.
"You are such a generous girl. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are a heroine." The boss gave her a thumbs up. He was doing legitimate business and naturally would not adulterate the goods.
"I just can see that you are a cunning person, boss, so you just dare to be lazy." Qiao Mo also complimented him a few times.
"Sister, you have a keen eye. I am a down-to-earth person who just wants to do business honestly. I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future." The boss felt that Qiao Mo had good vision, and then gave Qiao Mo his contact information, and emphasized that if she comes to Nan Province again in the future, she must find him.
After checking the goods, the three of them loaded the car together. Qiao Mo paid the money, told Wu Weijin to get in the car, and then he jumped into the driver's seat and drove away.
Wu Weijin looked at the clean and tidy cab and asked, "Little sister, where are we now?"
Qiao Mo was silent for a moment: "Second brother, I will take you to the nearest bus stop. You can take the bus back to the guesthouse. I will take the car to the guesthouse where your friends are staying, and then treat them to a meal before returning home."
"Of course, but don't drink and don't stay out too late." Wu Weijin knew that her friend didn't like to see outsiders, so he didn't offer to accompany her.
"Don't worry, second brother. I will be back after dinner, and I will never drink a drop of alcohol." Qiao Mo promised.
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the guesthouse."
After Qiao Mo sent Wu Weijin to the bus station, she drove towards the suburbs. At this time, there were not many people and vehicles on the street. She used her spiritual sense to clear the way and increased her speed. After half an hour, she was out of the city and drove forward for another ten kilometers. She stopped the car at a bend, opened the door and jumped out. With a wave of her hand, the big truck disappeared out of thin air.
After putting the truck back into the space, Qiao Mo walked back leisurely to the bus stop to take the bus back to the city.
Public transportation in provincial capitals is relatively developed. After waiting for about twenty minutes, Qiao Mo saw a shabby bus coming. Although it was from the railway station, she had no choice but to squeeze on.
Most of the people on the bus were visiting relatives in the countryside. Many of them brought local specialties given by relatives and friends, including live animals such as chickens and ducks. It was convenient for them, but the smell in the car was very sour. Qiao Mo held his breath, took out a gauze mask from his pocket and put it on before he dared to breathe freely.
After shaking for almost an hour, the bus finally arrived at the terminal. Qiao Mo followed the crowd and got off the bus, then went to a small restaurant next to it for dinner.
She was alone and just wanted to eat something simple, so she walked into a dumpling shop and ordered a basket of shrimp dumplings and a bowl of millet porridge.
Shrimp dumplings are a specialty snack in Southern Province, and one that Qiao Mo likes very much. She hasn't eaten them since she entered the apocalypse in her previous life, let alone in this life; she has never even seen them.
Soon the waiter brought the shrimp dumplings and millet porridge. She looked at the crystal clear shrimp dumplings, which looked just like the ones she had eaten in her previous life. She picked one up and put it in her mouth. The taste was so fresh and delicious that she nodded, "That's the taste."
She quickly ate all the shrimp dumplings and millet porridge, ordered ten more baskets of shrimp dumplings, took out four extra-large lunch boxes from her backpack, and gave them to the waitress to help pack.
"Girl, do you like shrimp dumplings so much?" the waiter asked while giving her the bill.
"Well, I like it very much, and my family likes it too. I bring these back for my family to eat." Qiao Mo nodded with a smile.
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