The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Chapter 241 "Ah, there is another kind of seafood over there."

After some tactical exchanges, Brother Hei and the stall owner reached an agreement and stepped forward to collect the bucket.

"Take it, Lasiji said we don't need rice, but it can be cheaper, 1.5 work points per kilogram."

Xu Hongfeng, who had no sense of presence at all, finally grabbed the opportunity to add the scene and quickly rushed forward to pay.

Little Brother Hei was so anxious that he almost jumped on his feet. He was shouting in a hurry, and he had to pronounce each word carefully: "nonono, I want to pick, throw away the dead ones, and then put them on the scale again!"

The pronunciation of each word is actually very outrageous, but the key words "cheap", "work points" and "on the scale" are very clear.

Brother Hei was very careful when picking the shrimps. The stall owner had just caught the shrimps last night and the bucket was filled with clean sea water. But he had to pick up each shrimp, flick it and touch it, and even hold it up to the sun. observe

I don’t know what he was looking at, but at the end, there was only half a bucket of shrimps left.

Not only the dead ones were picked out, but he even refused to take the slightly inactive ones. The vendor had no objection to this and looked at it with a smile. After he finished picking out the water, he poured out the water, weighed it, bagged it, and added the clean water again. of sea water.

Xu Hongfeng finally paid the bill happily.

"In fact, they usually choose to trade with grain. Work points are absolutely hard currency for them. The vendors will also look at people's orders. If a normal person comes, he will definitely not insist on trading with work points. After all, he still takes advantage. ”

The variety of seafood is definitely not as abundant as before the disaster, but it is still dazzling. There is no shortage of lobsters, crabs, shellfish, and fish. There are even tuna, bonito, and manta rays that are more than one meter long.

Li Cang said numbly: "I suspect that Uncle Hei's empty island has taken over the entire sea. This doesn't look like the end of the world."

The fate of Wuhu is not the end of the world, whether it is the end of the world or not.

Brother Hei led the four of them around. Rao Qifang took a fancy to the big octopus at a stall and said it would be delicious if stir-fried.

When the stall owner saw that business was coming, he picked up a large octopus that was more than half a meter long and swung it around excitedly, nodding and bowing.

"Okay, this, g~u~u~d~en~! Cheap!"

Li Cang didn't understand what was going on with his outrageous pronunciation.

As a result, Brother Hei stepped forward and grabbed an octopus and smelled it. His expression immediately changed. It was as black as charcoal just now, but now it was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Nonono, beautiful hero, nonono, he is dishonest and has a bad conscience, let's go to Tiamas' house!"

The stall owner angrily argued with the black boy and started fighting without even saying a word.

Well, two black boys worked together to serve a stall owner, knocking him down on the ground and beating him. They were really cruel.

A large number of black uncles gathered around and the air became dark. They laughed and cheered to watch the excitement and took the opportunity to sell seafood to Li Cang and his gang. Anyway, no one stopped the fight.

"Okay, okay~" Rao Qifang said with a headache: "I want his things. I can take them back to feed Dabai and Ah Fei. Don't beat him."

The little black boy got up angrily, first smiled at Rao Qifang, and then said harsh words to the stall owner, "Don't dirty the beautiful hero's eyes. Next time, if it's not fresh, I'll wash you!"

Co-author Hei Xiaodi was angered by the stall owner's behavior of selling stale octopus.

Although the stall owner was beaten, his items were still sold. He kept smiling and seemed not to care much about the beating.

"Basically, people here who want to come here to buy good things will find a black guy. Of course, there is no need to buy cheap goods, because you won't lose money no matter what," Xu Hongfeng said as he walked, "The black guy has his own reputation. At least it is very prestigious in this market. Any good or rare goods that the stall owners get will be shown to them first, and sometimes they have to pay for it. I live on our tips and the occasional food supply. I am very principled. Pay attention to credibility. If you deceive your employer with bad things, you will be despised or expelled by all the subordinates after a few times, and sometimes even cause death. This seems to be a custom in Africa before the disaster, but I I’ve never been there, just hearsay.”

After turning around a few more times, Li Laixi suddenly pointed in a direction that had no stalls but was densely packed with people.

"What's there for?"

Most of them are black uncles and black sisters. Occasionally, there are blond and blue-eyed ones with a pretty face.

"You have sharp eyes!"

Rao Qifang turned around and glared at her angrily.

Xu Hongfeng whispered, "Ah, over there. It should be another kind of seafood."

"Bah, hurry up and leave!"

"Good instructor."

Li Leisi: "???"

When they were about to leave the market, the black boy who had never spoken gave the answer.

"The captives of the tribal war are slaves, to be sold."

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The two black boys were almost forced to get a 5-point card by Xu Hongfeng. The amount was too large and they didn't dare to ask for it.

They were busy getting a Shifeng Dasanbengzi to help load the goods and lay clean blankets in the carriage. Even the fare was paid for by the black boy.

They took out two more tambourines that Li Cang didn't understand whether they were gazelles or black wildebeests. They made sure to give them to him and Li Lei.

The drum has an off-white leather drum head and an inner frame made of bone. Both sides of the drum specially retain the image of a lion carved from short black down. When struck, the sound is muffled but can be transmitted far away. It is primitive and rough yet inexplicably delicate.

Finally, after the car was far away, they were still waving goodbye with their big white teeth bared.

Rao Qifang's "reputation", coupled with the "sucker" who is more kind than God as the original power, really enjoys extraordinary VVVIP treatment.

The old Dashifeng is full of power. It soon returned to Jingyuan No. 1 Garden. The asthma-like engine sound attracted 4 people who looked like security guards with guns.

Seeing Rao Qifang get off the car, they breathed a sigh of relief and helped to move things.

Rao Qifang took out his mobile phone and typed.

"Okay, son, what vegetables and meat do you want to eat? Mom asked someone to send it over. There is no vegetable in our farm, so we can only eat what others grow, but there are a lot of chickens, ducks, geese, cattle and sheep."

Li Lasi: "."

Mom, what about me?

Rao Qifang has his own friends, and long before Li Cang and Li Lasi arrived at the 7th base, the 3rd base had sent people to notify and explain the situation.

Taking advantage of Rao Qifang's opportunity to type and shake people, a large number of people who appeared inexplicably surrounded Jingyuan No. 1 Garden.

Some people who knew they were not good enough sent gifts and blessings and left. Only some high-level officials of the base who were not invited by Rao Qifang came up with a thick skin.

Fortunately, Rao Qifang was in a good mood. Although she didn't pay much attention, at least she didn't take action or drive people away.

"This is my baby, this is my thorn armor," Rao Qifang introduced, "this is a good sister I met later, dear, call me sister Zhu."

"Oh my, sister Rao, you are taking advantage of me."

"Who is taking advantage?"

"Hey, why are you so fierce, handsome boy, call me sister~"

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It is worth mentioning that Li Laodi, the female boss who finally became a sworn brother with Rao Qifang and jointly operated a chain of fitness clubs, was also among them.

She was obviously several years older than Rao Qifang, but she looked like a mature 30-year-old, with a cherry mouth, a chubby chin, a pair of eyes that could speak, and her whole body was tender and juicy.

Every time he saw her, Li Cang would inexplicably feel that his father Li's "illness from overwork" must be put in quotation marks.

"Long time no see, little Lace, Princess Cang Cang?"

Li Cang: Embarrassed

Li Lace rushed forward.

"Auntie Jin!"

"Go, you little girl, call me sister!"