"Mom!"

The stall owner was still squatting in the cabinet looking for something, and heard the sound of his son walking irritably in plastic slippers.

"I said I was hungry!"

The stall owner was anxiously looking for something, rummaging through it but not finding it, and his forehead was sweating in a hurry.

"Xiao Yu, have you seen the goods that your mother has put in the cabinet?"

The son stayed at home all day, didn't go out much, and occasionally liked to rummage through the things she had hidden, so the stall owner was a little flustered.

"I don't care about that! I said I'm hungry, did you hear me?"

The stall owner's son was a thin-looking young man, with dark yellow skin, dark bags under his eyes, pale lips without blood, loose skin on his face, slightly collapsed shoulders, and his back was habitually hunched even when he was standing, lacking the vigor of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

Faced with his son, who was irritable because of hunger, the stall owner sighed softly.

She tried to soothe her increasingly irritable son with a gentle attitude.

"Mom has sold a lot of goods today and made money, can you bear with it a little longer and take you out for a good meal at night?"

The boy gave a cold sneer, his face full of distrust of the stall owner's words.

"Really, I'm so easy to deceive when I'm a three-year-old?

The young man stretched out his hand to the stall owner, making a gesture to rob him.

In normal times, the stall owner would have educated his son, but now the customers are still waiting, and she is afraid that the business will be lost after a long delay.

When the young man saw that his mother gave money so refreshedly, his godless and cloudy eyes rolled around.

"Mom, how many did you sell today?"

Whether it is a base in City B or other official bases, the survivors have their own electronic accounts, and they can pay for the transfer by scanning the code with a special mobile phone issued by the base. The young man saw that the stall owner had transferred 100 contribution points to him, and at the same time he felt that the stall owner was generous.

You must know that she usually quarrels with the stall owner, and even insults her hysterically, she only contributes one or twenty points to herself.

This time, I shouted two sentences, and actually gave 100 contribution points?

If he didn't know that the stall owner was old and no one wanted to be a lover, he would have wondered if she had cuckolded her father with a lot of money.

The stall owner continued to bury his head in the cabinet looking for the half of the jade pendant.

Without looking back, he said: "I met three big customers who were very generous...... Did you see what Mom put here?"

The young man sneered in his heart.

"How much are those things of yours worth?"

The stall owner had no other hobby before the end of the world, so he liked to collect jewelry made of gold, silver and jade.

If it weren't for the end times, the old man bought it for her, plus her own dowry, the total value was four or five hundred million.

It's the end of the world now, and I don't know if something that was once worth four or five billion yuan can be sold for four or five thousand contribution points.

If you have that money, you might as well buy something delicious and die instead of being a starving ghost.

The stall owner has not been able to find the goods, and no matter how good the cultivation is, he is a little impatient.

"Did you see that?"

The boy didn't pay any attention to the anxiety in the stall owner's words.

"I got on good terms with Brother Long nearby, and he said he wanted to introduce me to a job. I heard that he has a favorite horse, so I took a little of your things......" He drooped his eyelids, looking even more unenergetic, thinking about what he could do with 100 contribution points, and thinking about how to get more money out of the woman's hands, "Your pile of things is worthless now, and no one wants to collect the rags." ”

The stall owner looked at the boy dumbfounded.

The boy was stimulated by her accusatory look.

He shook his fist viciously and said, "Why are you looking at me like this? You treat me as a thief? You didn't buy those things for you from the old man, the money should have been mine." What's wrong with buying things with my money and I use them to get some connections and get a job?"

The stall owner got up and stopped talking.

"The things have already been sent out, don't let me go and ask for it back, I'm not so thick-skinned. ”

Of course he has this cheek, as long as the thing is valuable.

He also knew that the stall owner was a face-saving person, and he would never ask for anything he gave out.

And he can go to Brother Da Long in private to come back.

He lied, and the thing was not given to Brother Da Long's horse, but he secretly asked Brother Da Long to help sell the goods.

After selling the goods, Brother Da Long gave him fifty percent, and the remaining fifty percent was paid to Brother Da Long.

The stall owner was helpless: "...... There's something in it that the customer wants, how can you give it away......"

The boy was overjoyed.

"How much money does the customer promise to give? If it's very expensive, I'll go to Brother Da Long and ask for it back. ”

The stall owner pursed his lips, but finally did not say anything.

"Where's your big dragon brother?"

If the customer really wants it, the stall owner can introduce them to the big dragon.

The stall owner knew that the "Big Dragon" in the young man's mouth was just a gangster leader in the neighborhood, who scared ordinary people with his fierce appearance, and was blinded when he met someone with special abilities. Therefore, the stall owner is not worried that Pei Ye and the three will suffer losses if they contact the gangsters.

The young man said vaguely: "He is a busy man, how do I know where he is now." ”

The stall owner went out with guilt, while the boy slipped away to find Brother Da Long to get something. He doesn't know how valuable things are, but his stepmother, who has always deducted and searched, gave him 100 contribution points at one time, and the total price of that thing would never be less than 10,000.

As everyone knows, as soon as they went out, they were targeted by someone with a heart.

But the bastard only followed the stall owner, ignoring the boy.

Passing by a place where there were fewer people, three bastards hiding in the shadows jumped out, and one of them took out a fruit knife.

"Get the stuff out!"

The fruit knife is not big, but it is sharp, and a single stab into the flesh can kill a person.

The stall owner was so startled by them that he forgot how to speak for a moment.

One of the bastards said: "Knowing that you have made a fortune today, if you still want to mix here, be obedient and show filial piety." ”

As soon as the stall owner saw this stance, he knew that he was in for blackmail.

The three thugs forced the stall owner into a dark, damp corner.

"Why are you telling her so much, bring it!"

The bright dagger struck twice in front of the stall owner's eyes, and once again almost close to her eyelids.

The three of them brutally searched the stall owner and found that she had no other jade jewelry on her except for a special mobile phone.

The stall owners did not dare to struggle.

These bastards are really going to stab people to death with knives if they don't say a word.

The base in City B has limited manpower, and if no one asks the official to report the case, the stall owner will die in vain.

At this time, one of the thugs relied on his tall body and long arms to directly rob the stall owner's special mobile phone.

"How much is the password?Open it, or I'll stab you to death today!"

"The three of us brothers can't run in vain, no matter how you say it, we should give some filial piety......"

"5,000 contribution points per person, this matter is over, otherwise we will make it impossible for you to mix around. ”

5,000 for one person, 15,000 contribution points for three people.

The stall owner was red-eyed and did not dare to speak up the whole time.

I didn't even dare to say a word when I was brutally searched and taken advantage of.