Chapter 1172 Wonton Shop

"Mom, mom, do you know how to fly a plane? It tilted and fell. Press the accelerator quickly."

Qin Jiusi was originally a beautiful girl, but now she lost all her image. She was sitting in the back seat of the helicopter with a pale face and roaring crazily.

"Xiaojiu, don't scream, you're making me upset. My mother has flown spaceships before, but she has never flown this kind of... this kind of helicopter... ah"

"Oh my God, mom, you took off the steering column. You violent woman, why don't you be gentle? We're done."

"Shut up, you're the one who told me to, come here and jump out of the plane with me in your arms."

"We're done, woo woo, mom..."

Although he was very knowledgeable, Qin Jiusi, who had never seen the world, was really frightened and even squeezed out two tears.

However, it was difficult to fall to death with Yin Yao's skills, so in the end the plane crashed and exploded, and Yin Yao escaped with her daughter Xiao Jiumei.

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This place is actually not far from Shanhaiguan, but it is relatively closer to the Hellfire Fortress of the Ending Spirit Sect, so it is considered the territory of the Ending Spirit Sect.

The two mothers and daughters who survived the disaster on the plane were walking in the gathering place of apocalyptic merchants, trying to find a place to eat.

I have to say that the organization of men in black is indeed powerful. They have been doing apocalyptic business since the early days of the apocalypse, and it has become a trend in the past twenty years.

Even in the territory of the Dooming Sect, Doomsday merchants have their own independent territory. This small town is not big, but it will be protected by local forces. It is a safe harbor where wanderers and mercenaries can finally reach. Even here, it is When encountering an awakened person, if he or she is not very hungry, he or she may not be eaten, but this is not necessarily the case after leaving the small town of the apocalyptic merchant.

It is generally difficult for people to imagine that the places with the most diverse identities in the apocalypse are actually these apocalyptic merchant cities scattered around the world.

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"Grandpa, this thing is so beautiful"

Dongsheng is twenty years old this year. The young man is very strong and has good facial features. However, his skin is a bit darker, probably from being exposed to the sun all year round.

"Dongsheng is not a thing, she is a girl. Hey, even if you have never gone to school, the old man has taught you many things since you were a child. Why don't you even have the ability to speak clearly?"

It was just noon at this time, and there were only four customers sitting in a very small wonton shop near the crowded small market in the small town.

One of the women had pale skin, a dull face, and dull eyes, as if she were a zombie.

The other person was wearing a long windbreaker and a bamboo hat on his head, and his appearance could not be clearly seen when he lowered his head.

Then there are two other people, Yin Yao and her daughter.

In addition to the four customers, there are two owners in the shop.

The big boss is an old man who looks to be in his seventies, named Kai Yang.

The little boss is a child he picked up from the wild in winter, named Dongsheng.

"Mom, he said I was a thing." Qin Jiusi felt unhappy.

"Didn't the old man say that you are nothing..."

Qin Jiusi became even more unhappy, and his face turned red with anger.

"Do you want mom to go kill them?" Yin Yao spoke very calmly while eating wontons, but her eyes would inadvertently sweep over the other two customers in the shop, and she frowned slightly.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm not on the same level as them." In fact, Qin Jiusi's main reason was that he didn't want his mother to kill people casually, because it was inconsistent with the values ​​she had learned.

The young man Dongsheng brought another bowl of wontons, placed it in front of Qin Jiusi, and then burst into laughter.

"Your mother is so funny. Doesn't she know that this is the Doomsday Merchant City under the jurisdiction of the Dooming Sect? If you kill people here, you don't want to live anymore. Two bowls of wontons stuffed with human thighs. Please pay."

"Human Thigh" Qin Jiusi's face turned pale and he was stunned.

Yin Yao didn't seem to mind the filling of the wontons she ate, because she picked up another one and put it in her mouth, chewing it carefully, and she seemed to have quite an appetite.

She casually took out a Chinese dictionary from her backpack and threw it directly on the table.

Dongsheng was stunned for a moment after reading it, then took back the thick dictionary and handed it to Kaikai Yang.

"What is this? Grandpa, is it enough for two bowls of wontons?"

Kaiyang Kaiyang's squinted old eyes suddenly shone, and then he quickly put the Chinese dictionary away and put it in the drawer under the counter.

This thing is a treasure. You can exchange it for ten Moling gold coins at the market, which can buy a hundred bowls of wontons. I didn’t expect that this woman is so wealthy. She is probably not an ordinary person.

Speaking of gold coins, the vast land in western Tibet, Jiulong Mountain, Moling Realm, and the north of Winter City actually all recognize its value.

It's just that gold coins made in different regions have different values ​​in different regions.

For example, here, the gold coins made by Mo Ling are the most expensive, and the gold coins made by Tibet are the cheapest.

Well, Mo Ling gold coins are basically not recognized in western Tibet. There is some market for Russian gold coins, just like foreign exchange.

Dongsheng is a big-hearted person and is indifferent to these things. As long as grandpa approves, it will be fine.

Jiu Yatou on the other side continued to be unhappy. Although she could already recite the Chinese dictionary, she was a book lover. Her mother actually exchanged the precious book for two bowls of human wontons. It felt so worth it.

"Mom, I don't like this food and I'm not hungry. If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"Well, if you don't like it, just leave it there. Mom will eat it slowly. It actually tastes good, almost like pork."

"I have read a book that says humans are omnivores and pigs are omnivores, so the meat quality of the two is indeed very similar."

"Okay, okay, you know the best. Mom admires me."

"Hmph, that's pretty much it."

After receiving the praise, Xiao Jiumei felt better. Since she didn't eat, she began to move her eyes and glare at that annoying boy Dongsheng.

Dongsheng had already gone to the corpse-like woman at this time, put down a bowl of wontons, and then said:

"Pay first and eat later, that's the rule."

The woman did not speak, but a low and hoarse sound still came from her mouth, which sounded as if her vocal cords had been torn.

"Uh...here..."

She said these two simple words for almost twenty seconds, which was very strange.

While she was speaking, she had already raised her arm and actually took out a hand from her backpack.

"Ah, mom, those are real human hands, so scary." Xiao Jiumei whispered in Yin Yao's ear.

Yin Yao said nothing and continued to eat wontons, her brows indeed frowning a little tighter.

Dongsheng picked up the hand and smelled it.

"Grandpa, this hand has been broken for three days, and the flesh is of average quality. Shall we take it?"

"receive"

"Okay, beauty, eat slowly, settle the accounts, and I'll take one."

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