Chapter 481 Chapter 480 Participating in the Wedding of the End of the World
Several people in the group who were introduced by Jingshu agreed immediately, and others who wanted to hand over their worms to Sumali also agreed.
Jingshu raised her eyebrows. It happened that she had to find money tomorrow to get more benefits, discuss some things, and recruit more people, so she agreed.
But what should I give as a gift to my classmates in this end-time?
"What gift will you give to Xie Zihao when he gets married?" Jingshu asked Sumali who was still enjoying the welfare in the shelter.
"Give a pound of black pork. Recently, my family slaughtered half of the black pigs. They are too gluttonous. Red nematodes are not easy to buy as feed. If you feed them less, they will lose weight. A few days ago, the earthquake killed several of them. We slaughtered them and saved them as bacon." Even Sumali, a rich man, felt the pressure of food, so you can imagine others.
The key is that the country stored red nematode cakes for a whole year last year. This year, with frequent earthquakes and no harvest, they can only be consumed. Next year, food control will be more serious. Even the minced meat at the bottom of the box has been taken out. It's really the end of the road.
Fortunately, Jingshu asked her uncle to kill all the black pigs and keep only a few breeding pigs. Now they sell piglets every six months, and they can live well with the red nematodes they saved before.
"Then I'll give a pound of bacon." Jingshu thought about the various dried meats and bacon in the house. The value of beef is much higher than pork, but since she is on the same front as Sumali, the two of them can give similar gifts.
So the next day, wearing a warm cotton coat, a modified leather hat, carrying a sausage with a carefully tied wedding knot, and carrying a briefcase in one hand, Jingshu sat in the Maybach sent by Qian Duoduo and went to Shiyuan.
It was the same old driver who familiarly opened the car door for Jingshu. "Miss Jing, are you carrying sausages to attend a wedding?"
"Yes, I'm going to a classmate's wedding. It's the end of the world, and I'll be beaten if I give 200 yuan as a gift, so I gave sausages instead."
"That's really considered a high gift at this time. Generally, giving a bag of old rice is very good. But recently Shiyuan has expanded its external resources and opened a banquet hotel. Those who can hold a wedding in Shiyuan must be people of status." The driver flattered Jingshu a little.
"Really?" Jingshu smiled. In the second half of the third year of the end of the world, those who can afford to hold a wedding are indeed qualified.
Xie Zihao's wedding was at 12 o'clock, so Jingshu and Qian Duoduo agreed to 1 o'clock, thinking that they could talk about things after attending the wedding.
The wedding was held in the big cafeteria of Shiyuan, with more than a dozen round stone tables and stone chairs separated. Because there was magma underground, the stones were not cold, but very comfortable.
A stone stage was set up. Interestingly, a big red curtain was built and red lanterns were hung everywhere. This scale looked like a luxurious wedding before the end of the world.
At the door hung a photo of Xie Zihao and a woman wearing wedding dresses, and there were two people collecting gifts. There were QR codes and a table for storing various gift items. Most of the items on the table were a bag of old rice or a small bag of flour.
The most precious were some seasonings, such as aged vinegar and Haitian soy sauce. These were placed in the most conspicuous places, and each bottle cost at least several hundred virtual coins.
There were also some uncommon vegetables, and unopened daily necessities, etc., which were dazzling. It looked like a canteen. These gifts were high-scale in the end of the world, but of course they were worse than those of the really rich. For example, the scale of the parties held by Su Mali was much higher than this, and could only be considered middle class.
When Jingshu arrived, the two people collecting gifts at the door were arguing with a group of people. Jingshu walked to the front and found that, well, these were just a group of high school classmates, why were they arguing with others?
Someone with sharp eyes saw Jingshu coming and immediately shouted, "Jingshu is here, let Jingshu judge for us."
Jingshu asked like a confused monk, "What's wrong? Stop, stop, stop, Mu Xiaoxuan, you tell me."
The surroundings became quiet.
Then Mu Xiaoxuan pointed at the two women who were collecting the gift money and said, "We discussed it with a few classmates. We decided to take care of the students with financial difficulties and give them all economical and affordable red nematode gift packages with the word "happiness". One string is worth 3 virtual coins.
Nowadays, the general specifications for weddings are like this.
Besides, we also said that if there are people who are close to Xie Zihao, they can give other gifts. Who knew that when the gifts were brought, these two people would not let them in, saying that they were not presentable and not even worthy of the table. In addition, they were friends of the man, so they could not eat for free."
Jingshu saw that everyone was holding a long string of red nematode-woven happiness characters in their hands. They could eat and play with them. Given the living conditions of these high school classmates, this was acceptable.
The two women who were collecting gifts pointed at the table behind them and said, "I'm telling you, what are you giving? Look, is there anyone giving insects? Who are you trying to annoy? You can go in if you want. Look, the dining table next door. Just check the process later. There's no food."
"Hey, if you think we are not good, you shouldn't have called us yesterday. We spent all our savings to get something, but you still think we are not good. Some people can't even afford insects!"
"That's right. Doesn't Xie Zihao know that our family conditions are not good and we are not prepared?"
Jing Shu motioned for everyone to be quiet and asked, "Where is Xie Zihao? Why can't the man's friends eat for free, but the woman's friends can?"
One of the women looked at Jing Shu's clean and decent clothes. The most important thing was that her face was rosy and she was a healthy person. Her family conditions must be good. She was holding a piece of meat in her hand, so she explained:
"Of course the bride's friends can, because this is the wedding that the bride paid for. Didn't Xie Zihao tell you? He is marrying into the bride's family, and everything will belong to the bride from now on, so his friends can't eat for free."
For a moment, all the high school classmates were stunned.
Including Jingshu, they were stunned for a moment. It is true that Xie Zihao is a rich second generation, but he has not done anything since the end of the world, and has slowly consumed all the food. I heard that he sold the house in the Banana Community for thousands of virtual coins some time ago, and I don't know what he did.
"Who said that after I married into the bride's family, my friends can't eat for free?" A somewhat angry voice sounded, and today's groom Xie Zihao came forward in a red wedding dress with a relatively healthy complexion.
Behind him was the bride, who was wearing a half-worn Suhe dress this time, with an embarrassed look on her face. The highlight of the bride was that she was very fat, weighing about 100 kilograms, which was really rare in this end of the world.
The classmates suddenly felt that Xie Zihao was really kept by a rich woman.
"Who said that?" Xie Zihao asked angrily again, he turned to the bride and asked, "Did you say that?"
The bride shook her head awkwardly, "Zihao, listen to my explanation. Food is so scarce now, there are always people who come to eat and drink for free. As long as they are confirmed to be your friends and come to congratulate us, there is no problem." Then she winked at the two people.
"It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Put the gift here, write your name on it, and I will take you to sit down."