Zhou Zheng used a knife to cut on a well-cooked pork chop, and under squeezing, some oil stained out on the pork chops.

Cut out a thin slice, bring it to your mouth with a fork, chew it carefully and slowly, the aroma sweeps through the whole mouth, and the taste buds come to a great treat. This is the fine meat on the sword pig, in line with the principle of not wasting it, Zhou Zheng asked Lan Xi and the two to cut the best and bring it back.

The sword pig is really huge, and the three of them only took a small half.

Another harvest is a star crystal, the size of a lychee, which is also the lowest white star crystal, but the value is several times higher than the fingernail-sized star crystal that was harvested at the level, which is enough to exchange for half a month's food for a family of three.

Sitting opposite Zhou was Zhou Hongqiang, who was more vulgar in his eating, and the pork chops were cut into two sections, held with chopsticks, and chewed in large gulps.

"Father, can you lend me some star crystals? Or gold can do the same. ”

After Zhou Hongqiang finished eating pork chops and poured a sip of red wine, Zhou Zheng spoke.

"Oh?"

Zhou Hongqiang put down the wine glass, stared at his only son with some interest, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said: "No problem, how much do you need, well, give you Xingjing, there are also some gunners outside, and you will find Hu Bo to withdraw it in a while." ”

Huber is the housekeeper in the courtyard and is also in charge of the finances.

Zhou Zheng didn't have any savings, only a pitiful little gold and a few star crystals.

After dinner, Zhou Hongqiang did not ask Zhou Zheng about tomorrow's competition, but threw down a good rest and left. Zhou Hongqiang doesn't rest in the courtyard every night, and as a leader, he has a lot of things to deal with.

The entire siege of 30,000 or 40,000 people, and in the crisis-ridden last days, there is hardly any end to the matter.

Hu Bo was instructed by Zhou Hongqiang to appear in the courtyard later.

Zhou Hongqiang controlled the entire besieged city, due to economic control, the circulation of money was very small, and it did not play a big role, and his gold was not much, only more than 20 catties. And the same is true of Xingjing, the output of Xingjing is not high, and it is a necessity for cultivation in the eyes of martial artists, and the resources are even less.

The place where Zhou Hongqiang's wealth is stored is actually in the basement of the courtyard.

Under the leadership of Hu Bo, Zhou Zheng entered this basement for the first time.

I turned on the storage light, and suddenly the small basement was completely illuminated. The gold was contained in a cloth bag, and when Huber opened it, there were all pieces of gold bars, and he smiled: "The chief doesn't like rings and these lightweight, so some of them are gold bars." ”

Under the light, the gold bars taken out exude a rich golden yellow.

Zhou Zheng used to be an otaku, and although his family had a little bourgeoisie, it was impossible to have dozens of catties of gold bars. Holding one of them, even Zhou Zheng found that his hand was still trembling slightly, saying that it was a lie not to be excited, in the eyes of human beings, gold is higher than one qiē, and it also represents endless greed.

The gold bar bears the words "Industrial and Commercial Bank of China" and is supposed to come from the bank's vault.

"These are star crystals."

Hu Bo was not too excited about the golden gold, and his eyes were flat.

The star crystal is packed in a box, and when opened, it is white in the middle, with a lot of blue in the middle, and the most conspicuous of them is a green star crystal the size of a walnut. Even if Zhou Zheng doesn't have star power at the moment, he can sense the thick star power emanating from this green star crystal.

When a martial artist is cultivating, he can absorb the star power of this star crystal and use it to increase his cultivation speed.

In other words, the star crystal is the most valuable thing in this new world, which makes every martial artist go crazy.

"The leader said that except for this green star crystal, everything else can be at the disposal of the young master." Huber still looked at the star crystal in the box indifferently, he was more than sixty years old, he had long lost his ambition and aggressiveness, and he had experienced a terrible end times, and something like this outside his body had become unattractive.

The basement was almost empty, except for gold and star crystals.

……

For the besieged city without any entertainment, the people living here are full of boredom and boredom.

This day has become a little different, the people who were always lifeless in the past, as if they have come to life, appear on the streets early in the morning, and a kind of red tide appears on their faces, as if they are rushing to the market, with joy. As long as you meet familiar people, you always get together and talk about something.

People who lack activity and entertainment need something too much to stimulate their numbing nerves.

And the competition between Young Master Zhou and Instructor Yan has undoubtedly become an entertainment project for tens of thousands of people in the siege, and one by one it is like being beaten with chicken blood.

"Who do you bet on?"

"You don't need to ask, of course it's Instructor Yan, who doesn't know that Instructor Yan just broke through the third stage of the martial artist the day before yesterday."

"Hehe, it's still my unique vision, I bet on Instructor Yan to win the day before yesterday, which is to bet on my one-month rations. Haha, now it's okay, although the loss is less, it's better than nothing. ”

Some people bet on Yan Baixun early, and in their eyes, no matter what, Yan Baixun will completely blow up Young Master Zhou.

Of course, not everyone thinks so.

"I bet on Young Master Zhou."

"Although Young Master Zhou's marksmanship is good, compared with Instructor Yan, the difference is not half a star, you are crazy, dare to take Young Master Zhou."

"1 to 10, this odds, a fool doesn't bet, the loss is not big, but if a miracle happens, Young Master Zhou wins......"

The people who support Zhou Zheng are almost all real gamblers, they don't care about Young Master Zhou's strength, they fancy Zhou Zheng's odds of 1 to 10, and the bet is a miracle. Once there is an upset, Zhou Zheng wins Yan Baixun, and they will definitely get rich.

The whole siege of the city, on the day of the competition, boiled in the early morning.

For this situation, it was indeed unexpected by Zhou Zheng, he couldn't imagine that his competition with Yan Baixun would attract such high enthusiasm from the besieged people. Of course, as the promoters, of course, are some powerful warriors in the siege, who saw this business opportunity and opened the market early.

The time when Zhou Zheng got up was the same as usual.

Breakfast was eaten slowly in the living room, and the equipment was already prepared by the maid.

A steel dagger, the familiar Type 03 rifle, 5 spare magazines, and a military kettle filled with clean water. Zhou Zheng also changed his previous clothes, but put on a tight-fitting military uniform that was remade, and wore a pair of military boots of the right size on his feet.

Tie the daggard of the steel dagger to his thigh, and then insert the dagger into it, Zhou Zheng raised his head and said softly: "Have you already done what I ordered?" ”

"Young master, it's done, bet all on the young master, you win."

"Let's go!"

With Lan Xi and Zhou An, Zhou Zheng appeared on the street with a flat face.

The people who had been waiting for a long time were all slightly excited the moment they saw Zhou Zheng, and some of them shouted Young Master Zhou's words of cheering. Needless to say, these people are usually people who have received small favors from Zhou Zheng, and some people have bet on Zhou Zheng.