Chapter Seventy-One: The Hunting Party
After resting in the minibus for the night, Yan Yun walked towards Anting Township after leaving all the food. Yang Nan's father and daughter had nothing else to do except let Yan Yun be careful.
And Yang Ting said vigorously that Yan Yun owed him military cans. Say what you can't say without returning it.
After spending half an hour in Anting Township, Yan Yun's goal was set at the small market.
The small bazaar is like yesterday, there are still more than 100 stalls and more than 100 people, and Yan Yun's addition has not changed in the slightest.
Seeing Yan Yun coming over, the 30-year-old man immediately shouted, "Young man, what are you going to buy today?" Did you dig up a small crystal? β
"It's dug up, it's just that the amount is too small," Yan Yun said.
"What's the small quantity, wouldn't it be enough to dig for a few more days? Something to do with me today? The 30-year-old man told Yan Yun with his own solution.
Yan Yun smiled bitterly, he also wanted to dig for a few more days, but food had to be solved, and after a slight pause, Yan Yun said, "Big brother, do you know that there is a shortage of people in the hunting team here?" β
"Young man, I'm impatient," the 30-year-old man said with a chuckle, a little surprised.
There are about fifteen or sixteen teams in Anting Township, and the number of people in each team is mostly from eight to ten. The reason why there are eight to ten people is that if there are more than a dozen people, they will be devoured by powerful monsters as soon as they enter Anting Park. And three or four go in to deliver food to the monster.
"No, I just want to get food." Yan Yun said indifferently.
"Well, since you want to die, then I won't pull it." The 30-year-old man paused and continued indifferently: "This hunting team is short of people, and I can't say, otherwise you will wait here." People from the hunting party often come to me to buy knives, so you can find a chance to ask for yourself? β
"Thank you, big brother." Yan Yun bowed slightly and thanked him, at least this 30-year-old man is interesting enough to himself.
After speaking, Yan Yun just stood and waited. And the 30-year-old man immediately said: "You wait, don't stop me from doing business!" Come over here. β
Scratching his head a little embarrassed, Yan Yun walked from the gap in the stall to the big man and waited.
This wait is five hours, and the 30-year-old man sold six, seven, eight dollars in these five hours, earning a pound of meat and three pounds of vegetarian food.
It was nearly noon when the sun hung in the sky, and the flow of people in the small market was still about a hundred, but it was lunchtime.
"Young man, this is not the past, I won't invite you to this lunch." Listening to the sound of his daughter-in-law shouting to eat, the 30-year-old man said directly and clearly.
After speaking, the 30-year-old man walked into the faΓ§ade behind the stall to eat. The stall owners of the other stalls also ate at this moment.
"A businessman, no matter when he can get a lot of benefits to live." This is what Yan Yun's father once persuaded Yan Yun to say.
Before the end of the world, merchants could make some money as long as they tinkered with something, and although it was not much, it was enough to keep people alive. Now in the last days, the merchant is the same as ever, and he lives a very nourishing life than the average person, at least three meals a day.
In the past, Yan Yun made up his mind that he didn't want to be a businessman, because he was too tired to go to the sea to do business, and he had to think a lot about it. Running away, drinking and socializing are indispensable. Thinking about it now, Yan Yun regretted a little that he didn't learn business from his father for nothing.
But now it's too late to learn, but the merchants in the small bazaar are living a very prosperous life, which makes Yan Yun feel that he is too worried about the safety of his parents. This is not so comfortable for a blacksmith, can the father and mother of the thief and the thief still have a bad life?
After eating and drinking, the 30-year-old man walked out touching his stomach, burped and said to Yan Yun: "Young man, no one from the hunting team came this morning, I think there is no hope today, or you go to fight for others and get half a steamed bun first."
Regarding the 30-year-old man's kind proposal, Yan Yun shook his head gently, giving someone a hand, maybe he can live, but his goal is not to help others, but to let others help him. I want to be a superior person!
"Wait." Replying with a smile, Yan Yun set his eyes on the flow of people in front of him. As long as there is an opportunity, Yan Yun will wait, and as long as there is a chance, Yan Yun will seize it.
Three hours later, a man in his 35-6s walked towards the 30-year-old's stall.
The thirty-five or sixteen man, about 180 tall, had a stubble on his face, an unlit cigar in his mouth, and four knives on his body.
Looking at the thirty-five or sixteen man, a smile appeared on the corner of Yan Yun's mouth, and he thought in his heart: "The opportunity has come!" β
"Lao Li, did you come out with the machete that I asked you to hit with rail steel last time?" Before anyone could reach the stall, a man of thirty-five or sixteen came over shouting.
"Brother Qiang." The 30-year-old man was originally careless, but when he saw the man in his thirty-five or sixteenth year walking over, he immediately became energetic, got up and greeted him, and said, "I just made the machete yesterday night." β
"Okay, bring it to me and I'll take a look." Touching the stubble on his face, Brother Qiang nodded with satisfaction and said.
Nodding hurriedly, the 30-year-old man said, "Brother Qiang, wait a minute, I'll go back to the house to get it." β
As he spoke, the 30-year-old man had already walked to the booth with Brother Qiang.
"Let's go~" said lazily, Brother Qiang just looked at the knives on the stall carefully. But after looking around and looking around and looking at the useless goods, he took his gaze back. And Yan Yun, who was standing behind the stall, naturally entered his eyes.
Looking at Yan Yun with a raw face, Brother Qiang had more interest in his eyes. There was some ill-intentioned thought in my heart: "This person should have just arrived, it's an opportunity, it's an opportunity!" β
Of course, Brother Qiang, the old fritter, naturally did not show what he thought in his eyes, and after waiting for the 30-year-old man to come out with his custom-made machete, he asked casually.
"Lao Li, who is this?" Brother Qiang's question was very skillful, if Lao Li replied that this person was his relative, he could just say a few words and send it away. If it's not a relative, it's easy to say.
"He's my daughter-in-law's cousin." Listening to Brother Qiang looking at Yan Yun and asking himself, the 30-year-old man was a little hesitant, but after thinking for a while, he said.
Listening to what the 30-year-old man said, Yan Yun immediately froze, how did he become his daughter-in-law's cousin? But after thinking about it in his heart, Yan Yun felt that this 30-year-old man wanted to help him.
"Your daughter-in-law's cousin?" Brother Qiang sent the unlit cigar to the tip of his nose, sniffed it overnight, and said with a smile: "Your cousin-in-law is here to join you?" β
"Well, now that the end of the world is over, my cousin-in-law has no ability to come to me. As a brother-in-law, I naturally can't ignore it. The 30-year-old man said with a dry smile.
Listening to Brother Qiang's questioning, Yan Yun didn't feel anything. But when the 30-year-old man said this, Yan Yun immediately felt that something was wrong.
Sure enough, in the next second. Brother Qiang's face hung up a little uncomfortable smile and said, "Lao Li, my hunting team has been vacant for two places, you should know it, right?" β
The second one, there is another one at night, thick accumulation, this book will definitely give you a big new awakening!