In the afternoon, the town looks very peaceful, as if returning to the old era of legends, full of tranquility and without any strife. But Zhao Xiaochuan was a little dismissive of this, this apparent tranquility was very false in his eyes, if it weren't for the occasional guards on the streets to maintain order, the town would have become a pot of porridge.

At least during the day, the big people in the shelter still don't want too much chaos in the town.

As for the evening?

Sorry, but the guards also need to sleep and rest, don't they?

The bald head baths in the south area of the town, which is the closest to the shelter, and can be regarded as the most prosperous area of the settlement town, whether it is a variety of shops, or houses with better conditions, they are all in this area.

People like Li Shan's hunting squad generally live in the Southern District.

The place where Zhao Xiaochuan lives is on the northwestern side of the town, far away from the shelter, close to the lowest shack area in the town. Beneath the rows of broken sheds made of branches and weeds lay an untold count of the poor. People are starved to death here almost every day, and it is hard for anyone to imagine what they will do with these outlaws who are so hungry that they don't even care about their lives.

If the ordinary people in the town can still do their best to barely maintain a decent human being, then this group of people in the shack area, as long as they give him a bite to eat, they can do anything.

After arriving in the West End, the entire road became more and more deserted, and the number of encounters with patrol guards became more and more frequent. Feeling the impatient gaze cast by the shack area, the target was naturally the sealed box in his hand, Zhao Xiaochuan smiled disdainfully in his heart, the shovel in his right hand seemed to swing unconsciously, and soon, those eyes in the shack were gradually retracted.

"It's Zhao Xiaochuan!" There was a hint of fear in his voice.

"That guy actually came out of the wasteland alive again!!" And there was a little bit of resentment in this voice!

You must know that the people in this have not been cleaned up by Zhao Xiaochuan before, and Dad was fine when he was alive. In the year of his father's death, a 13-year-old boy refused the old bald man's invitation to help him in the baths, and lived alone in the dangerous place of the West End, and brought back some prey from the wasteland from time to time.

The people in the shack naturally wouldn't let go of such a piece of fat, and as for why a 13-year-old child could repeatedly come back alive from the wasteland and bring back prey, it was not something that this group of hungry people would consider at all.

However, one night, after at least seven or eight people with bad intentions were thrown out of the house by Zhao Xiaochuan, and all of them were cut off without exception, no one dared to think about Zhao Xiaochuan easily.

And the group of people who broke their hands and feet, after returning to a place like the shack area, the fate can be imagined.

But even Zhao Xiaochuan, who is only 13 years old, has already understood a truth.

In this era, pity for others is actually cruelty to oneself.

And in a beast tide two years later, Zhao Xiaochuan disappeared in the wasteland for a whole month, and finally crawled out of the wasteland! I really crawled back into town with both hands! At that time, one of Zhao Xiaochuan's legs had been fractured, and there were countless large and small wounds all over his body, but only a pair of eyes were very bright, and they were also very penetrating!

It seeped into the hearts of all those who had crooked thoughts about him!

Zhao Xiaochuan, who was seriously injured, was taken back to his home by the old bald head, and it took four or five months to recover! And since then, not to mention the group of outlaws in the shack area, even in the entire town, no one dares to take the initiative to provoke him.

However, after recovering from his injuries, Zhao Xiaochuan still moved out of the old bald head. Zhao Xiaochuan knew that the old bald head had a fateful friendship with his father, and he also regarded himself as a son, so he did not hesitate to hand over such an important thing as the sealed box to him for safekeeping.

But even so, Zhao Xiaochuan didn't want to live in the old bald house, after all, he had hands and feet, but he didn't want to be those wastes in the shack area!

And Zhao Xiaochuan's residence is a single bungalow with a small area, only about fifteen square meters. In the past, it seemed a little crowded when he was crowded with his father, but now he was left alone, and it was a little empty. The windows are worn out and bandaged, and even then they still can't keep out the cold wind every winter every year. But even if it is such a house, if Zhao Xiaochuan wants to continue to live here, he needs to pay a rent of 150 yuan every month.

This is already the cheapest house in town, and the cheaper one is the shack area, which is free.

Back at home, no accident, the mark laid out has already been moved, maybe more than one thief has visited here, but it doesn't matter, Zhao Xiaochuan's home can be said to be empty, and now the weather is quite warm, and the quilt or something is stored in the old bald head.

Habitually pouting, Zhao Xiaochuan went outside to pick up some branches, took out a small piece of rabbit meat that he had gnawed off before from the sealed box, and began to make a fire to roast the meat, and in less than a while, the fragrance of rabbit meat wafted out.

Zhao Xiaochuan's receipt this time is really good, two large pieces of fat rabbit meat, adding up to almost seven or eight catties. Although he gnawed some raw meat in the tree hole before, Zhao Xiaochuan didn't dare to eat more raw meat at that time, so he gnawed about a catty.

According to the current market price, a pound of rabbit meat can be sold for at least 40 yuan!

After all, the red-eyed gray rabbit is not as good as a two-headed cow, but even so, the remaining six or seven catties of rabbit meat can be sold for two hundred and forty or fifty yuan!

It's enough for an ordinary family of three in the town, and a month's rations are consumed!

In this era, it is so cruel that the rich may spend hundreds or even thousands of yuan to buy a pound of double-headed beef just for the sake of a momentary appetite, while the common people can only barely survive by doing dirty work all day long.

However, Zhao Xiaochuan was naturally too lazy to think about these, looking at the rabbit meat that was about to be cooked, Zhao Xiaochuan seemed to be not afraid of being hot, and directly tore off a piece with his hand and threw it into his mouth without hesitation!

Fragrant!!

It's so fragrant!!

The oil and water roasted from the fat part perfectly wrapped the lean meat, and when Zhao Xiaochuan put it in his mouth, he took a bite, and the hot juice burst out and filled the entire mouth with an aroma, which could go straight to the soul!

Even if he didn't put any condiments, Zhao Xiaochuan ate it with relish!

Take a warm bath, steam for an hour or two in the sauna, and then go home and eat meat!

"This is the life of a human being! This rabbit meat is already so fragrant, I really don't know what the taste of double-headed beef is. "In ancient times, when productivity was low, the yearning for food was definitely a big thing in the progress of human civilization, at least the Chinese civilization was definitely like this.

And now Zhao Xiaochuan inherited the genes of his ancestors in his bones, which made him have a trace of yearning for the future life for the first time, and the confidence of this yearning naturally came from the [Summoning Mall System] floating quietly in his mind. If it was Zhao Xiaochuan before, he would never directly roast and eat this rabbit meat, but would choose to sell it for money, and then use the money to buy some miscellaneous grains.

But now, he even dared to think about double-headed beef.

"Sure enough, people can float. Hiccup~"

Stuffing the last bite of rabbit meat into his mouth, Zhao Xiaochuan licked the oil on his fingers with some dissatisfaction, then thought for a while, and walked out of the house with the sealed box.

There's still a piece of fat rabbit meat in it!