The strongest porter in the last days

Chapter 7

"Come, sit in the store." The proprietress hurriedly invited.

Zhang Zhen nodded, put the bicycle aside and opened the protection, he didn't want anyone to mess around with his chariot.

The supermarket is not big. There are two rows of shelves in the middle and a row of shelves, mainly for daily groceries.

"You must not remember my name. My name is Hualing. You should be two years older than me. Let me call you Brother Zhen." The proprietress brought a kettle to make tea with a grateful smile. I wanted to help this seemingly down-and-out young man a little bit, but I didn't expect that today it was the lucky star who came to help her a lot.

Zhang Zhen was a little embarrassed sitting at the small table. It was true that he didn't remember the name of the proprietress yesterday. He said with a smile, "Madam proprietress, I'm really sorry for what happened yesterday, and I'm afraid I can't do this job anymore. Please don't be angry."

Hua Ling smiled and said: "What did Brother Zhen say? I explained the delivery slip for the missed appointment. He is very nice and not angry. I don't know how to repay Brother Zhen for helping me. Let me give you an IOU first." .”

"No...no need, your store is here, I was afraid that if you ran away, the person who owed me money paid me back, so I don't need it recently, just pay it back slowly when you have the balance." Zhang Zhen listened Brother Zhen's heart melted after one bite. This lady boss is really too sweet. Although she doesn't care much about whether the other party will pay back the money, she has to go through the cutscene. She just said that she doesn't need to change, but the kindness of helping others makes people feel I'm not at ease anymore.

"I still have to type the IOU. My dad said that the clearer the accounts, the more valuable the favor." Hua Ling took a pen and paper and wrote on the table seriously, then raised her head and said, "The interest of 2 cents, Brother Zhen, is not worth it." opinion?"

"Ah?" Zhang Zhen was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said: "It's too high, and I can't make much money even if I deposit it in the bank. I don't care about the interest, so I don't need to write it."

The moment he saw Hua Ling being bullied, he was destined to help. First, the road was rough, and second, without Hua Ling, he couldn't have just bought this bicycle, so he had to help, but he was not the same as Hua Ling. I'm not very familiar with it, so it's not good to just say it for nothing.

"That's one and a half cents. Everyone is 2 cents for re-loaning. I borrowed 5000 yuan from Boss Gao for half a month. Brother Zhen took one and a half cents and took good care of me." Hua Ling said While writing, although it can be seen that she is exhausted by debts and some things, she always has a firm and confident smile on her face.

Zhang Zhen drank his tea and didn't talk about the interest anymore. Hua Ling insisted on writing and let him. In the end, if it was his business or not, he could easily get almost [-] yuan when he came back the first time. Now tens of thousands of yuan is right. For him, it can only be regarded as a piece of cake. Looking at the dazzling array of shelves, he is full of expectations for entering the apocalypse again.

"Brother Zhen, do you think it's okay?" Hua Ling handed the IOU to Zhang Zhen with both hands respectfully.

Zhang Zhen put down his teacup, took it over, glanced at it, and put it in his pocket, but I have to say that Hua Ling's handwriting is really beautiful, and there is a sense of simplicity and grandeur in the neat and graceful, people say that it can be seen from a person's handwriting A person's personality is really interesting now. Although I don't know why Hua Ling owes her debts, a weak girl who dares to use usury and can calmly send away frightened customers when threatened, everything looks like this girl is different. Strong and courageous in appearance and gentleness.

"You don't need to worry about the money. I don't think it will be needed for a while. You should do the business well first."

Hua Ling nodded gratefully and said, "Thank you Brother Zhen for your help, it's getting late, why don't I treat Brother Zhen to a meal."

Zhang Zhen also felt his stomach was empty, and said with a smile: "You are the only one in this shop, you have to close the door when you go out to eat, something happened just today, if you close the door, it might give a bad impression to everyone."

Hua Ling hesitated for a while, if she really closed the door before dark, the people around would really think that something happened to her shop, and the recent business would be difficult, so she thought for a while and said, "Either...or Brother Zhen, just eat it in my restaurant, I can make a hot pot, the ingredients in the store are quite rich."

"Hotpot, hotpot is good, then please trouble the lady boss." Zhang Zhen was drooling when he heard the hotpot, thinking of Shelley's desire for food and Hu Hai's emphasis on a biscuit, he also suddenly had a trace of incomparable love for food expect.

Hua Ling was afraid that Zhang Zhen would be dissatisfied, so she agreed right away, busy and happy to prepare, and the two of them ate hot pot on the induction cooker on the small table next to the cashier.

"Let me help by washing my hands." Zhang Zhen stood up and said.

Hua Ling looked for ingredients on the shelf and said, "Well, go inside and you'll find the kitchen, just take a bowl and chopsticks."

Zhang Zhen walked around the corner, opened the half-closed door, and found that there was a kitchen on one side and a bedroom on the other. Looking into the bedroom, there was only a single bed, a dressing table, and a wardrobe. It looked very simple, simple. Kind of like a girls' room.

"It seems that the proprietress' conditions are very difficult. Next time I get money, I have to find a way to help. After all, everything has a chance. If the proprietress is not willing to use him, this bicycle would not be possible."

"Ma'am, this shop is not small, why are you alone all the time?" Zhang Zhen put down the bowls and chopsticks and opened the hot pot to prepare the soup.

Hualing took the meat from the freezer and said with a smile: "This store originally belonged to my father. A few days after I graduated from university, my father was ill and was hospitalized. Previous employees have also been resigned."

"Oh, it must have been very hard recently." Zhang Zhen brought a box of canned beer and opened it.

Hua Ling was busy adjusting the soup and said with a smile: "It's okay, mother can take care of dad, I just need to take care of the store."

Zhang Zhen nodded. He already understood about Hua Ling's affairs. It seems that it is not too difficult to get gold back from the end of the world and sell it for money. Making money, but now suddenly I don't know what to do with the money, maybe helping Hua Ling is one of them.

The two were chatting while eating, Hua Ling was a very suitable person to chat with, she knew what to say, she would not ask inappropriate questions, and would not make the scene awkward, in short, it made people feel very comfortable .

It gave Zhang Zhen a feeling different from the simple hot pot meal and nonsense between classmates and friends, but a bit like friends but closer to relatives, but without the feeling that when relatives are together, some things will be restrained.

After eating and drinking for nearly an hour, Zhang Zhen was full, looked at the sky and said, "I have to go home, but I have to buy some food and drink from your store."

"Well, take whatever you want, I'll clear the table first." Hua Ling always had a peaceful smile on her face when she spoke.

Zhang Zhen nodded, and took two bags to find things on the shelves. This time, he had to buy all the food he brought to the end of the world. The value of beef is very high, but the bags with production dates may cause some troubles in the end of the world. It is better to keep the matter of traveling through time and space a little secret until we know more about it.

He focused on food in boxes and glass jars whose labels can be easily torn off. There are some small processing factories that produce pickled fish and other foods, which are sold in glass jars like canned fruit. This is very suitable for bringing past.

In addition, I took some better food, some of which I wanted to eat at home, and some of it was given to the Shelley father and daughter. There was no need to worry too much about giving it to the father and daughter, and of course they had to eat better.

I wanted to take a box of beer and a box of mineral water, but found that the bicycle could not carry so many things, so I had to carry a box of beer and tie it on the back seat.

"The money is on the table, call me if you have anything to do, and I will reply you when it is convenient."

"Brother Zhen, I don't need the money..." When Hua Ling came out with the money, Zhang Zhen had already left on a bicycle. The 500 yuan was more than enough even including the hot pot and the broken beer outside the door. Hua Ling couldn't help but look at this The strange yet friendly man took a few extra glances.

Riding a bike, Zhang Zhen suddenly felt very cool and happy. Being rich is different. He can help others as he wants, and do whatever he wants. Although it feels LOW to describe himself directly with a pen, but it This is indeed the feeling now, Brother Zhen's heart melts just thinking about Hualing's voice.

"Zhang Zhen, it's time to pay the rent."

Zhang Zhenfang struggled to push the bicycle into the corridor and met the landlord. This guy Ganqing has been guarding, carrying the bicycle and walking in: "I will give it to you later."

"Zhang Zhen, don't make excuses, give it quickly, or move out, or someone will rent it!" Seeing that Zhang Zhen was about to move a broken bicycle into the house, the landlord rushed forward and stopped him: "You are out of your mind , I spent 10,000+ on the decoration of my room, what do you mean by moving a garbage bicycle inside?!"

"Let go!" Zhang Zhen found that the bicycle was pulled and turned around to stare at the landlord angrily.

Seeing Zhang Zhen's murderous eyes and the mace hanging on the handlebar, the landlord panicked for a moment. He dropped his hands and stepped back in panic, "I've heard about you. If you can't think about it, don't do it here. If not, I'll call the police."

Zhang Zhen looked at the mean and commonplace bald landlady who was smoldering, grabbed a wad of money from his pocket and threw it over: "Fuck me, my house is not due yet, these are enough until the end of the year, you Come here again, don't blame me for being rude!"

The landlord looked at the money scattered all over the floor and hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, but his eyes were looking at Zhang Zhen in fear. The soft-hearted little white-collar who allowed him to raise the rent was gone. Close it, hurriedly picked up all the money and rolled out of the apartment.

"Damn it, if the time is not tight, I will change the house immediately." Zhang Zhen is really fed up with this landlord, there is still half a month before the expiration date, like a hungry ghost urging him every day.

"No! I want to buy a house!"

Zhang Zhen turned on the TV and drank the beer. The good mood of the day was lost by the landlord.

I also reminded him that this dilapidated apartment is enough to live in, and it is really inconvenient, not to mention the inconvenient access, and it is not convenient to move around in the downtown area, it is better to be as concealed as possible.

The next step, maybe it's time to get money to buy a house. I'm afraid the money is not a small amount, so you will need to stay for a few days in the last days, and recharge your batteries and prepare for it.

　Ask for collections, ask for tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)