Eschatology: Raise a Man Into a Husband

"What's wrong with the backpack?" Lu Jingxuan frowned when she looked at her.

"The backpack is gone." Song Fengfu pretended to choke, and he was heartbroken.

Lu Jingxuan sighed lightly, "You give me a favor, and we are looking for our backpack."

"The backpack is so big that it won't be dropped if you don't lose it. We don't care what tricks you do, and now sell me salt." A person looked viciously at Lu Jingxuan and the others.

Listening to the vicious person, Song Fengfu frowned, "What tricks are we playing? Our things are lost. Inside are the zombie beads that we sold for how much salt we sold. You just need to..."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Lu Jingxuan heard that she first spoke in English and then in Chinese.

This word became too fast.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, but I know you must be scolding me, and I tell you, I don't care what you do now, I want salt, two packets of salt."

The man cried.

Song Fengfu squinted at him, "Jing Xuan, give him salt."

Song Fengfu took the zombie beads from the man's hand, six kilograms of zombie beads, it was quite a lot.

Song Fengfu didn't expect that the people here were really rich, and this bag of zombie beads was at least 1,000.

"How many bags?" Lu Jingxuan could be sure that there were at least 30,000 zombie beads in their hands.

I don’t see that the people here are actually quite rich, but why don’t they live in wooden houses?

Song Fengfu couldn't figure it out.

She kept receiving the zombie beads and kept changing the salt.

Until Song Fengfu estimated that there were more than 60,000, there was still a steady stream of people behind this.

"Sorry, our table salt has been sold out. Please be early tomorrow if you need it." After Lu Jingxuan finished speaking, he poured half of the zombie beads in front of Song Fengfu into the backpack.

Seeing that the zombie beads in the backpack gradually became full, Lu Jingxuan closed the zipper and carried the backpack.

"It's easy if you come tomorrow."

The people around looked at them, strangers and foreigners.

It is certainly not easy for them to get the salt in.

The two pushed away from the crowd and swiftly walked in the direction of the wooden house, and the silhouettes of others who saw them leaving followed followed.

Back in the wooden house, Lu Jingxuan and Song Fengfu didn't expect a group of people to follow soon.

"Two, do you have any more salt?" The people who followed walked up to them and looked at them with a pair of eyes.

"You wait, I will go up and get you some salt, but please stay here and don't leave."

Lu Jingxuan made a look at Song Fengfu, took his backpack and went upstairs.

Sean did not expect that they would come back with a group of people when they came back.

"You are..."

Sean walked into the living room and looked at the group of people in front of him frowned.

"They're here to buy table salt. By the way, you also have table salt. You can get 500 zombie beads for about 100 grams."

Song Fengfu looked at the person in front of him. There were so many supplies in his space, and he didn't believe that he didn't have salt.

One hundred grams of salt can be exchanged for five hundred zombie beads, which means that only one hundred packets can be exchanged for fifty thousand zombie beads.

In this way, they can quickly return to the crystal base.

"A hundred grams can be exchanged for five hundred grams? That's a good deal." Sean did not expect this zombie bead to come so easily.

"Yes, we changed a bit. Jing Xuan has already gone upstairs to get the salt in our backpack."

The moment Song Fengfu finished speaking, Lu Jingxuan took the backpack and went downstairs.

The people outside the door watched him appear and hurried forward.

"If you need to change the salt, prepare the zombie beads first." After Lu Jingxuan shouted, everyone lined up.

Twenty packets of salt were taken out of the backpack, and they were placed in front of them to exchange them one by one with others.

After all the twenty packets of salt were replaced, Lu Jingxuan said to the people behind, "You need to change the salt and ask him to change it."

Pointing at Sean, Lu Jingxuan took Song Fengfu and prepared to walk upstairs.

"Wait, wait, they want to change the salt, can you help me too? Otherwise, how can I handle it alone."

Sean looked at the group of people outside. There was not much salt in his space.

What can be changed is too limited.

"It's a pity that the two of us are going to rest." Song Fengfu yawned, as if he was very sleepy.

"Yeah, I'm going to rest, and the rest is up to you." Lu Jingxuan chuckled lightly, not believing that he could not handle it.

Seeing that the two couples were going upstairs, Sean sighed lightly.

A group of people suddenly walked outside the wooden house.

"Get out, get out, you all get out. Is anyone here selling salt?"

A soldier walked up to Sean.

"He is selling." Everyone pointed at Sean.

"How much salt do you have, we have packaged it." The soldier stared at Sean. He was not the one who came in today?

He seems to have a backpack on his back.

How much salt is in the backpack?

"It's all wrapped up? How many zombie beads can you take out?" Sean didn't expect him to say this suddenly, and he was taken aback.

There are a few large boxes of salt in his space.

"How many zombie beads do you want." The soldiers came on the order, knowing that the salt was imperative.

"In this way, I have at least 30 catties of table salt here. If you calculate according to 100 grams of five hundred zombie beads, 30 catties equals 15 kilograms, and then..."

Sean hadn't finished the following words, the soldier nodded.

"Sir, don't worry, I will send you the zombie beads you want tomorrow."

"Then I will wait for you at home." Sean did not expect to earn 75,000 zombie beads.

"Okay." The soldier nodded.

Just after the soldiers left, the people in line immediately walked in front of Sean.

"I want salt."

"I also want."

A man yelled outside the cabin.

In the wooden house next to Sean, Hades and others frowned when they saw the scene in front of them.

"It's good if you have space. Look at people who have gotten tens of thousands of zombie beads right now." Zhang Xiaotao heard Sean yelling for one hundred grams of salt for five hundred zombie beads, envious and jealous.

Zhang Xiaoqin, who also watched the scene below, sighed lightly. If they had chosen Sean at that time, I wonder if the ending would be different.

Just when Zhang Xiaoqin wanted to come, the sky outside began to rain.

Seeing the falling rain, Zhang Xiaoqin couldn't help frowning.

"Let's go in quickly, this rain doesn't know if there is a zombie virus." Zhang Xiaoqin finished speaking and walked into the wooden house.

"OK."