Zhang Zhen, who "fled from Soho's house", rode a tomahawk and rushed home in the starry night, feeling cold and swishing in the crotch of his pants, but there were bursts of bad laughter in his heart, he subjectively did not want to tease Soho, but Soho's shy and angry appearance was really more and more charming.

I went back to put on my underwear and lay down, and I slept until dawn in a spring dream.

Thinking that the main things of the company here have been done, I have been back for a few days, and I am a little worried about Shelley and the villa, and I decided to buy supplies to go to the end times.

I put 8 million into the company's account, and left a message to Soho asking her to wait for the production line to come over to pay the final payment, and the production materials can come within a week, and the materials are similar, and the factory can be renovated in these days.

I had breakfast on the side of the road as usual, and after the grain and oil store opened, I went in and bought a big bag of rice and a big bag of white noodles, carried a bucket of peanut oil, and went to the supermarket next to buy 20 catties of cold and fresh pork, potatoes and cabbage, and three buckets of pure water.

Remembering Shelley's excitement when she ate canned fruit, she bought some bananas, oranges, and apples.

The Tomahawk car body is already full at the moment, these are not intended to be used for trading, the attack on the base makes Zhang Zhen suspicious, and he is ready to touch the bottom of Bafang Town again, to confirm whether the attack is related to Bafang Town, so the trading items will not change.

The canning factory given by Hua Ling was on the outskirts of the city, and it looked like an ordinary small factory, so she drove her tomahawk and rushed over directly.

When he approached the small factory, he was caught by a scrap car recycling plant with a large area of space, which was surrounded by a wall more than three meters high, and the piles of scrapped vehicles could still be seen in the distance.

At Zhang Zhen's stop, there was a sign with signs of weathering, which said that the recycling plant was transferred.

Zhang Zhenmei raised his eyebrows and felt that it was a good thing, if he could accept this recycling plant, the huge number of scrap vehicles in it could provide some materials for the evolution of the chariot, and it looked hidden enough, and the area inside was also quite large, enough for the chariot to teleport.

Outside the recycling plant is mostly wasteland, and there are not many vehicles on the highway at this time, even if it is teleported outside, it is easier to conceal than in the city, and now the size of the tomahawk is not small, and it can only be larger and more conspicuous when upgraded in the future, which will definitely attract the attention of passers-by.

It's a pity that the money from selling the diamonds is gone, so I can only wait for the next money to arrive.

I made up my mind to drive the Tomahawk to the nearby small canning factory, which was a small personal factory, all bungalows and houses next to each other, but business seemed to be good, and a van was loading.

Seeing someone coming in on an electric tricycle, a man in dark blue overalls came over and said, "Sir, do you want to buy canned food?" ”

Zhang Zhen nodded and said, "Buy pork and beef." ”

"How many boxes do you want?" This person glanced at Zhang Zhen's three wheels, and felt quite domineering, but the car body was full, "Are you going to have a banquet?" ”

Zhang Zhen smiled, went over and opened the original cargo compartments on both sides and said, "A box of beef and a box of pork, just fill it, but I don't have a label." ”

The people in the factory were stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed: "It won't be cheap if you don't label it." ”

"Well, the same price, let's load the car." Zhang Zhen nodded, don't say that you are not cheap, as long as there is no label, I will buy a hundred yuan, and the people who earn tens of millions of dollars casually have to use their hands to pick out the labels one by one in the middle of the night, it is too cheap.

The man was immediately happy, and hurriedly beckoned two workers to go directly into the packaging room to hold the unlabeled cans.

Zhang Zhen chatted: "How many cans can you produce in a day?" ”

The receptionist seemed to be a steward, smoking a cigarette and said: "There is a cycle to make this thing, but there are an average of 100,000 in a month, and the goods are sometimes in short supply, sometimes they have to be backlogged, and small factories are like that." ”

100,000. Zhang Zhen thought secretly, if he had such a factory, it would be easy to do, although the food in the last days is valuable, but it seems that the demand is great, it should not be difficult to digest tens of thousands of dollars a month, after all, the crystal coin is made from zombies, that is to say, if there is less money, it proves that there are more living people and there is a large demand, and if there are fewer people, then naturally there are more people who can afford it.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this theory?!

"Ninety, twenty-one, eighteen hundred dollars." The smokers didn't expect that the two cargo compartments were stuffed a lot, and the business was not bad.

Zhang Zhen took out the card casually and handed it over, the man was a little embarrassed: "The POS machine is broken, do you have any cash?" ”

"Can you collect money on WeChat." Zhang Zhen touched his pocket and found that there were only dozens of yuan in change, and the supermarkets were all swiping cards, and recently all kinds of cards with millions of dollars had forgotten what it was like to take a stack of banknotes.

"Okay." The people at the food factory hurriedly took out their mobile phones and set up the payment code.

Zhang Zhen took out his mobile phone, scanned it to confirm the payment, and said with a smile: "How much does your factory get if you sell it?" ”

"Hehe, I didn't think about selling it, but it's worth millions." The man smiled.

Zhang Zhen nodded, got on the tomahawk and drove away from the factory, millions are not expensive, buy, buy, buy.

Suddenly, I found that the money was really not enough to spend, and it was still very early for the smart rice cooker to make a profit, and I had to rely on the last days to make money.

Left the food factory and got on the road, found a fork in the road with no one, and accelerated out, ten seconds later, people were already in the end of the world.

Landing on the road in front of the villa, he turned into the villa, and Hu Hai just pulled up the protective curtain and opened the door to come out.

A low gunshot startled Zhang Zhen, and when he looked up, he found Shelley waving at him excitedly on the roof, on which was an ordinary sniper rifle newly bought by Hu Hai, and a zombie in the distance was shaken by a headshot and fell to the ground.

Hu Hai's eyes were glazed when he looked at the abundant food in the tricycle, and he couldn't say anything excited: "My lord, is there really such a rich supply in the old world?" ”

Zhang Zhen smiled: "No more, no less, it took me some time to move all of them into the basement, and just leave ten on the left and right of the carriage." ”

"Yes." Hu Hai hurriedly moved to the underground house in the house, since he ate well with Zhang Zhen, not to mention with Fuxi Needle, the whole person was full of energy, and his strength had increased a lot, and he was very motivated.

Shelley ran out of the happy house, like a kitten pounced into Zhang Zhen's arms and hugged him tightly, feeling afraid that Zhang Zhen would not come back.

Zhang Zhen touched Shelley's silky hair, took a banana from the car body and smiled, "Do you know what this is?" ”

Shelley sensitively smelled a trace of fragrance and said excitedly: "Fragrant...... Banana? ”

"Yes, taste it." Zhang Zhen nodded, this girl has only seen it from the light brain, in fact, not to mention Shelley, Hu Hai is afraid that she will forget the taste of bananas.

Shelley let go of Zhang Zhen's arms, and was still a little excited to catch the banana with both hands, and suddenly held the banana like a monkey and was about to bite it with his mouth.

"Monkeys can peel their skins too." Zhang Zhen smiled, took the banana and helped Shelley peel it, handed it to his mouth and said, "You can bite this time." ”

Shelley lowered her lips, looked at Zhang Zhen, and then opened her small mouth curiously and excitedly and bit down.

The sweet and glutinous banana instantly satisfied her taste buds, and she looked at Zhang Zhen with a pair of watery eyes and nodded excitedly, her cheeks were bulging, and she smiled indistinctly excitedly: "It's so sweet." ”

"Eat slowly, there are a lot of them." Zhang Zhen rubbed Shelley's head, this poor little man grew up so big and ate the fruit of the true meaning for the first time, it was distressing to look at.

(End of chapter)