The rookie returns and flies in the apocalypse

The latter 18.7 billion, Zuo Ling received 12.5 billion in cash and 6.2 million in gold, all of which were thousand-yuan bills.

To be able to raise so much cash and gold in such a short period of time is truly amazing.

The low-key Minzhou businessman is indeed rich in the world.

Zuo Ling asked the waiter to put the iron box containing the stones into the suite early.

Zuo Ling didn't care whether twenty iron boxes could hold cash and gold or whether it would arouse suspicion.

Anyway, if there is no money in the suite, it means it is fully loaded.

How you pretend is none of your business.

The bidding conference ended perfectly.

The general manager happily walked into the suite. It was time to give bonuses to the boys, as well as his 200 million.

Zuo Ling was unambiguous, prepared the money, and came in to give out one by one.

The waiters are handsome and beautiful, and when they get the money, they bloom like flowers.

Finally, the general manager is left.

I gave him 200 million and thought to myself, why would you take out such a large amount of money so openly, without fear of being seen by your subordinates?

I saw the person generously took out a handbag and put 20 wads of cash in it without blushing or heartbeat.

...Oh, her vision has become narrow.

The money was paid and the cooperation between the two parties was happy.

The general manager called a few waiters to help Zuo Ling load the tin boxes into the cargo compartment.

He asked kindly: "Do you need me to send someone to give you a ride?"

He really couldn't figure out who could trust such a large amount of business to a young girl.

Not to mention whether Zuo Ling is trustworthy or not, but to put it simply, are you not afraid of encountering a calamity?

Zuo Ling smiled: "Thank you, no need, I'll help you."

Ah... If there is support, then you can understand.

As soon as he left the hotel door, Zuo Ling noticed several tails following behind him.

Selling 20 billion worth of stones at one time will inevitably go unnoticed.

The owner behind the tail may not have any intention of harming her.

Perhaps, she just wanted to know who was behind her.

Zuo Ling had already spotted a spot, and after circling a few times, he drove into a shadowed area with dense woods.

Come out again, it has been replaced by a tank 300.

The time was too short, and the tailmen did not dare to follow too closely. They found that the cargo in the compartment was missing, and Zuo Ling had long since disappeared.

The tailmen never figured out when the cargo disappeared.

Zuo Ling kept going all the way and left Minzhou overnight.

On the 66th day of the countdown to doomsday, we entered the realm of Mixiang.

When he first arrived in Mixiang, Zuo Ling's eyes were attracted by the vast tracts of moso bamboo. He became addicted to digging bamboo and plunged into the mountains.

Waterfall was very excited, Huan was tossing around in the forest, and after a short time, he brought back several hares. Zuo Ling resisted not taking the friends that Waterfall brought back as food.

There are not only moso bamboos in the mountains, but also early bamboos, thunder bamboos, square bamboos, and many bamboos that Zuo Ling doesn't recognize.

As if he had discovered a treasure, Zuo Ling dug tirelessly, and large tracts of bamboo and bamboo shoots entered the space.

After digging for several hours, I smelled a sweet fragrance on my nose.

Looking for the source of the fragrance, more than a dozen golden wild osmanthus trees were in full bloom.

Take a deep breath, it smells so good! It smells so good that it digs all the sweet-scented osmanthus trees into the space without any hesitation.

Further forward, my eyes lit up, and large areas of colorful chrysanthemums appeared in front of me, and I could vaguely see the busy figures of farmers.

I was too focused on digging bamboo, and now I was deep in the mountain.

Zuo Ling was curious, who lived in the mountains?

As I got closer, I realized it was a beekeeper.

When a stranger approached, the beekeeper was wary at first, but then he relaxed when he saw that it was a girl.

"Hello, uncle, you are keeping bees here."

Zuo Ling was the first to say hello.

The beekeeper hummed and nodded, not knowing what to say to Zuo Ling.

"How much honey do you have? I bought it all."

Buying honey from a beekeeper is infinitely better than buying it from the supermarket. Now that you come across it, of course you can’t miss it.

"There are...hundreds of bottles."

The beekeeper was very happy. He endured hardships in the mountains just to make money by selling honey.

He couldn't get someone to help him.

There are 810 bottles in total, each bottle costs 100, and one bottle weighs about three kilograms.

Zuo Ling didn't bargain and paid happily.

The beekeeper was a little embarrassed. He was still waiting for Zuo Ling to bargain with him. He also sold it for 90 yuan a bottle.

"Uncle, can you help me deliver the honey to the front? My friend is waiting for me in front."

Zuo Ling remembered that there was an open space not far ahead.

The beekeeper has made more money and deserves to be happy: "No problem, I can take you to the roadside."

This place is not close to the roadside. Zuo Ling was wondering how the beekeeper would send her there when she saw the beekeeper driving an all-terrain off-road vehicle with a tow bucket from behind the house.

Without Zuo Ling talking, the beekeeper loaded the honey into the car.

Patting the seat next to the driver's seat, he said boldly: "Girl, get in the car."

"Okay, uncle, you still have such a domineering car. Living in the mountains is much more convenient."

The beekeeper is full of pride:

"Without this thing, it would be inconvenient to go back and forth. With it, it saves trouble."

Before driving far, the beekeeper's expression changed.

Get off the car and come to a dozen large pits.

I just realized why beekeepers keep bees here.

Zuo Ling was embarrassed, she dug up the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, leaving only a big hole.

The beekeeper was very angry and cursed:

"The plagued tree thief must be so-and-so. He is greedy for my bees and is always trying to mess with these sweet-scented osmanthus trees. Fuck him###..."

He had been busy and heard some movement here, so he didn't think about digging up the tree.

You know, how can a tree thief succeed?

The plagued one...is behind him.

I touched my nose uncomfortably. I didn't know you were keeping bees here.

Forcing yourself to find reasons for digging trees... If I don't dig, you won't be able to save it when the end comes.

The beekeeper cursed for a long time, then realized that he had cursed in front of the girl, and said embarrassedly:

"Let the girl laugh."

Zuo Ling waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

It’s hard to calm down the anger of beekeepers:

"My bees really like these wild osmanthus trees, and the honey collected from them is also fragrant. Damn it, let me know who dug it away, and I will chop him up."

The tree thief continued to touch his nose, not daring to say a word.

Zuo Ling didn't let the beekeeper send her to the roadside. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree was stolen. The beekeeper felt unhappy and was not in the mood to send Zuo Ling off, so he gave up with a few polite words.

After parting, Zuo Ling said to the beekeeper:

"Uncle, I have a classmate at the Meteorological Bureau. He said there may be extreme weather in two months. Please prepare more food and warm clothes at home."

Zuo Ling was very embarrassed after stealing someone's precious osmanthus tree, so he told the beekeeper the news as some compensation.

The beekeeper was stunned for a moment, then he said goodbye and left.

Judging from his expression, he obviously didn't take it seriously.

Zuo Ling is helpless, I told you, if you don't listen, I have nothing to do.

Mixiang's commerce is developed, and various small workshops and manufacturers are blooming everywhere.

In the next few days, Zuo Ling simply drove around and bought second-hand goods, stocking up wherever he went.

When the paper mill buys A4 paper, people ask her how much to buy.

"I don't know how much to buy. I'll buy as much as you think my cargo can hold."

The person in charge of the paper mill: "..."

"Okay, I'll have someone load the car for you right now. No matter how much you load in the end, I'll give it to you at the lowest price."

Towel factory.

The same answer again: "I will buy as much as you think my cargo compartment can hold."

Towels and bath towels were of different designs, colors, and thicknesses. Zuo Ling picked out a few of each, filled a cart with them, and left.

Down jacket factory.

Not only selling down jackets, but also down pillows, down cushions, cushions, hats, sleeping bags, etc.

When he was in Kyoto, Zuo Ling didn't have much money, so he spent everything he wanted when buying things.

Now that we have more than [-] billion, we can spend it however we want.

Short, mid-length, long, and various colors of down jackets are the most purchased.

Followed by down mattresses and sleeping bags, 500 each.

I also bought some down pillows, cushions, and hats.

I heard that a rich lady had arrived, and the person in charge of the down jacket factory said, "What I am best at is loading cars."

Look how I dress it up for you!

A vacuum bag is only worth a few dollars. If you press it hard and there is a trace of air inside, I will deduct your money!

Loading masters: "..."

The boss has spoken, let’s get to work.

Everyone uses their ingenuity to try not to leave any gaps in the cargo.

Zuo Ling looked amused and didn't say a word, letting them do what they wanted.

The wheel was half an inch shorter, and the person in charge was finally satisfied.

goose factory.

The famous white geese in Mixiang are said to be the great calligrapher Wang Xizhi’s ancestors who wrote famous calligraphy works by looking at them.

The goose neck is long, so Zuo Lingxun thought it would be a lot to install two layers.

The person in charge of the goose factory now built a shelf and stuffed the goose into three layers. The goose neck was pressed into a strange and lonely shape, and there was no trace of graceful posture at all.

The breeding space is too small and live geese cannot enter the space directly.

Stun them one by one and throw them again, Zuo Ling feels distressed while throwing them.

Smoked duck.

The place selling smoked duck was a small rural workshop that I came across by chance.

Seeing many people buying smoked duck, Zuo Ling also bought one to try. It tasted quite good.

Say the same thing again.

The owner of the smoked duck shop smacked his lips. His inventory was at most half of the cargo in the box. He knew that there were big customers coming to visit, so he should make more.

He spoke tentatively:

"Girl, my brother's family makes wok cakes. His wok cakes are famous far and wide. Do you want to buy some?"

Wok Ci? Zuo Ling had never heard of it.

Seeing that there was a door open, the shopkeeper quickly took out the wok-chi soup, brewed it with boiling water, added some osmanthus sugar, and the fragrant wok-chi soup was ready.

The glutinous one should be made of glutinous rice, similar to noodle soup.

Zuo Ling very bought four boxes for the face.

Wok Ci won't satisfy your hunger, and it's okay to change the taste occasionally, but it can't be used as a staple food.