"Huh?" I stared at her, thinking I had misheard.

"I said, I'm going to sleep with you!" she said word for word.

Is there any mistake?

How can she sleep with me?

"Zixuan, that ......"

"I don't mind, what are you afraid of as a boy?" she smiled, covering her mouth.

"Don't get me wrong, I just don't like to sleep with older people, we don't have a common topic!" she added, tilting her head and squinting out the window.

And so the day passed.

Guan Zixuan put a long folded sack between me and her before going to bed, gave me a blank look, and said that this is the dividing line, and if she dares to cross the line, she wants me to look good.

I'm good enough, I don't need to look better. Who am I? How could I cross the line?

The next day.

I don't even know how my feet were on her when I fell asleep, and she scolded me as soon as she woke up.

After the hiccup, it's time to think about the real thing.

Yesterday we only bought three kilograms of grain, which can barely be used to make porridge enough for everyone to eat a small bite, but this is far from solving the problem.

Looks like it's time to meet those rich guys!

After some discussion, I, Uncle Wang, and Guan Zixuan set off again, heading to the rich area!

The layout of this village is very simple, the poor are on the periphery, and the rich are in the center, which should not be like this at the beginning, probably the land that the rich people spent money to buy.

In front of a small three-story villa, a man in a special protective suit is sweeping the floor.

It seems that everyone in this village who has a little money is wearing protective clothing, and from yesterday to now, I have seen several people wearing silver-white protective clothing.

"Ahead is my boss's territory, idlers stop!" saw us coming, and the sweeper yelled at us.

"Tell your boss to come out, and say that someone is looking for him to make a plan!" Uncle Wang said to the man sweeping the floor.

The abacus he spoke of was a code word, meaning that he was looking for a debt.

Uncle Wang can be said to be a behind-the-scenes boss in the business world, and he has seen a lot of intrigues in the rivers and lakes, and it should not be a problem to deal with a few small businessmen.

"You are refugees who entered the village yesterday, right? Our boss didn't have time to take care of you!"

Who knew that the sweeper didn't eat this set at all, and swept the broom at our feet, and the meaning of driving us away was obvious.

I was thinking about what to do, but I saw Uncle Wang directly knock down the sweeping man with three strikes and five divisions.

"Sometimes, if you can, try not to move your mouth. Uncle Wang smiled at us.

Guan Zixuan looked at Uncle Wang, gave a thumbs up, and then patted me with her other hand and said let me learn a little.

I've never been a violent problem-solver!

But violence can really work at this moment.

Push the door in, inside is a fully enclosed living room with large floor-to-ceiling windows on the east side, and the windows are locked.

Looking to the left, the place that used to be a small yard was sealed with wire, and occasionally there were a few transparent tiles to brighten the yard.

There is a large sofa in the living room, and a middle-aged man with a small head is leaning on the sofa and watching a movie with his back to us.

The wires in the village have all been broken, but there is still electricity here. When I came in, I noticed that there were a lot of solar panels on the roof of his house.

If these power panels are used on the villagers, how useful they will be!

And now it's for him to enjoy when he's bored.

It's not that he has the money to make much contribution, but at the time of this disaster, he really can't bear to watch some villagers die in front of his eyes and be indifferent?

Is his heart made of stone?

The villagers outside fight for a little survival resources every day, and even some people are bitten to death by insects from time to time.

These things are happening right under his nose, and now he is lying on the big sofa, watching movies, and still enjoying life!

If they were willing to contribute a little, maybe some people would not die.

And now they are even using shameless means to oppress the suffering victims for their own interests, which is really hateful!

"Hey!" Uncle Wang yelled, causing the inch-headed man to jump up.

"Who are you, and how did you get in?" the inch-headed man looked at us with a frown.

"I'm your nemesis!" Uncle Wang didn't say a word, and he beat the inch-headed man with a blue nose and swollen face.

"Big brother, don't fight! Brother, I don't know where I offended you?" The inch-headed man was grabbed by the collar by Uncle Wang at this time, and began to beg for mercy again and again.

"Who is your brother!" Uncle Wang slapped him again, "Let me ask you, you still have so many resources, why don't you use them to rescue the villagers?"

"It's okay if you don't save it, at most you have no feelings and are indifferent to the people around you, but why do you want to trap them?"

"We've heard that you rich people start buying survival resources as soon as disaster strikes, did you plan to make them slaves for your current people?"

Guan Zixuan and I were infected by Uncle Wang's words, and we both looked at the inch-headed man in front of us with an angry face.

"Brother, you misunderstood, I'm neutral, although I haven't done anything to fight disasters, but I've never pit the villagers. ”

With a crying voice, the inch-headed man looked at Uncle Wang and continued: "Those things are done by the really rich ones, they came up with a plan to stock up soon after the disaster came, I really didn't do anything!"

"Take us to meet the leader!" Uncle Wang let go of the inch-headed man.

The inch-headed man said to wait, he needed equipment.

Then, we saw that he put on three protective suits in a row, and his body was bulging.

I'm really scared of death.

"Hey, who lives next door to your house, and he's a rich man!"

Coming out of the back door of the inch-headed man's house, we found that there was a big house next door to his house, which was also a small villa.

"Two masters, the villa is unoccupied, its original occupant was bitten to death at the entrance of the village on the day of the disaster, and he is also the only rich man in the village who died. ”

"After consultation between the village chief and some of the others, we decided to auction it off in three days!" explained the inch-headed man.

"Auction, is your village chief's brain flooded? In this case, the auction is still being auctioned?" Uncle Wang asked angrily.

Under the rampant disaster, I don't want to use this house to provide convenience for the villagers, but I still have to auction it?

"You are wrong, the village chief is doing this for the good of the villagers!"

He turned around and retorted to Uncle Wang, but his tone became weaker and weaker, and it seemed that he was scared by Uncle Wang.

"Actually, what the villagers lack most now is not a big house, but food and warm clothes and quilts. ”

"When the house is auctioned, the rich will definitely bid, and when the time comes, the food and survival resources that the rich buy will be used to help the villagers, which is the best choice. ”

He talked to us about the situation in the village. He seems to know these very well.

"Village chief, they are wrong, very wrong!" Uncle Wang, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said loudly.

The village chief's consideration is quite reasonable, why does Uncle Wang feel that he is very wrong?

I only heard Uncle Wang continue: "Do you know? Whoever holds the most capital controls the situation of the auction. ”

"Even if the villagers do their best, how many materials can be used as capital to raise the price?"

"No one raised the price, wouldn't the rich be able to buy this big villa with very few supplies?"

Listening to Uncle Wang's words, I realized how stupid the village chief's decision was.

That's right, such words can only cheapen those rich people who are mercenary.

If I'm not mistaken, there is also a large amount of grain stored in the basement of Zhongyang Village.

If I could go back and find something to bring that grain over quietly...... Then I can cheat them at the auction!

Rich people will never look at the fat in their mouths and fly like this!

When the time comes, I will be responsible for raising the price so that they will spit out all the things that exploit the villagers!

The more I think about it, the more feasible I feel!

Of course, I may have to reveal my family background first, so that they can believe that I really have a lot of material capital.

That's it!

The inch-headed man took us to the center of the village, and here and the periphery are really two worlds!

The center of the village is full of concrete roads, and in some places there are paved floor tiles and beautifully designed.

The outskirts of the village are basically gravel roads, and there are no three-story bungalows or villas in sight, all of which are small wooden houses.

"Mr. Wang, I'm coming to see you!" shouted the inch-headed man in front of a large villa. This villa also has a tin seal with a yard.

"Yo, it's you, what's the matter?