Nirvana at the end of the world, hoard hundreds of millions of supplies and win

Before I could say anything.

I heard Fat Dashui's sarcastic voice again.

"How many pretty girls are serious these days? You, please be careful, don't let others deceive you until you lose your pants."

Ye Qingcheng was speechless.

"I'm telling you, old woman, you are old, fat, and ugly. Even if you want to trick people into wearing your pants, they won't be willing to take them off."

These words hit Pang Dashui in the chest. What he cared about most was other people's comments about her appearance.

He stretched out his hand and was about to slap her in the face, his face trembling wildly.

"You little bitch, do you know who I am? If you offend me, I will fucking skin you off."

Before the slap fell on his face, he was caught by the dull boy.

Facing the fat aunt's sharp gaze, I was a little scared, but I still suppressed the fear in my heart and said.

"Auntie, I just saw someone steal a piece of your house and run away."

"what?"

The fat god stood up suddenly as if he had been beaten with blood. He searched the crowd with his eyes and saw a figure running quickly.

He immediately put his hands on his hips and yelled: "Asshole, if you dare to steal my charcoal, your whole family will die..."

Cursing, he never moved his feet away.

Don't throw away this pool of charcoal just to chase that one person.

His anger was transferred, and he glared at Ye Qingcheng fiercely and said nothing more.

Ye Qingcheng didn't bother to argue with her. Such an ordinary person could be crushed to death with just one finger.

Just a clown.

While he was talking, the dull boy had already placed a one-meter-long wooden board in front of Ye Qingcheng.

"This... beauty, you want to use wooden boards to set up a stall, right? You can use it and return it to me when you leave."

The fat aunt started to grunt again: "These days, vixens are good. As long as they flirt with men, what can't they get?"

It's obvious that he is mocking others for giving him the board for free, and he is clearly trying to flatter others.

Ye Qingcheng almost laughed out of anger, but it would not be fun to kill someone in anger.

So, I slowly took out two hot big meat buns from my hiking bag. These were big meat buns made by Grandma Li, and they were very generous.

A bun can be as big as the palm of an adult man's hand.

"I just bought this wooden board. I wonder if two buns are enough?"

As soon as the hot meat buns appeared, the aroma was fragrant, causing the stomachs of nearby refugees to growl even more.

They all stared at the meat buns in her hand like wild wolves staring at their prey.

"Isn't it enough?"

Seeing the brother and sister both stunned, Ye Qingcheng asked again.

The dull boy was so excited that he stuttered: "Enough, enough, enough."

The brother and sister looked at each other, tears of excitement filling their eyes. They put the bun to the tip of their noses, smelled it vigorously, and took a small bite.

Then he put them all into his arms.

The little girl's eyes narrowed into crescent moons: "Brother, the meat buns are so delicious."

The dull boy swallowed hard and stroked his sister's hay-like hair.

"Sister, eat, and I will stay and exchange for straw cakes."

Such a big meat bun, if replaced with straw cakes, would be enough for the brother and sister to eat for more than ten days.

He couldn't bear it.

The girl licked her lips: "It's better not to give up. If the two meat buns are replaced by straw cakes, we can live another month, hehehe."

Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said coolly.

"Don't you see the wolf-like eyes around you? I advise you to eat. Otherwise, let alone the buns, even people may not be able to leave the trading market alive."

There are people with guns in the trading market to maintain law and order, so thugs and refugees don't dare to mess around. But once they leave the trading market, it won't be a problem.

Therefore, despite the large number of people here, most of them come here with money to see who has the materials and wants to get something for nothing.

The girl responded quickly, "Brother, how about we eat?"

It’s been a long time since I’ve had such delicious meat buns, I almost forgot what they tasted like.

The young man glanced at the red eyes around him, felt frightened for a while, and couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.

He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "Okay, let's eat it."

After eating a good meal, even if you die miserably the next moment, it is worth it.

As a result, the fat aunt screamed and her triangular eyes widened.

"Where did you get this meat bun?"

"none of your business."

The fat aunt rolled up her sleeves and cursed at the top of her lungs.

"You are just a vixen who seduces men. Some concubine must have given it to you, right?"

Ye Qingcheng suddenly smiled, and his already beautiful face became even more captivating.

He reached out and brushed the strands of hair from his forehead.

"Oh, there's nothing we can do about it. Who makes us look beautiful? All we have to do is say we're hungry, and some men will give up their supplies."

Then he looked at the fat aunt contemptuously, shook his head and clicked his tongue twice.

"It's not like you, who looks like a pig and has freckles all over your face. Gee, you're so ugly. I guess your husband doesn't even want to take another look at you."

Kill people and kill your heart.

Ye Qingcheng discovered that this fat aunt was most afraid of others saying she was ugly, and she especially hated good-looking people.

At this point, I couldn't help but cover my nose in disgust.

"Damn you, fat man, how many years have you not taken a shower? You are so dirty and smelly. Did you fall into a manure pit and be fished out?"

Seeing that the fat aunt's face was getting darker and darker, and her breathing became rapid, she quickly patted her chest and backed away.

"Hey, Fat Master, aren't you angry? I'm an honest person and I'm used to telling the truth, but don't take it personally."

Ye Qingcheng's little mouth was so loud that she almost sent the fat and steamy person away.

In addition, the refugees around her were looking at her, suppressing their laughter and wanting to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"You little bitch, I will fight with you."

Her fat body stood up stiffly. When it came to fighting, she had never been afraid of anyone.

As soon as he was halfway out with his fist, he was stunned and looked straight at Ye Qingcheng.

She was taking out things one by one from her hiking bag.

White flour steamed buns, rice, meat buns, braised pork, and even dumplings...

Apart from these, the rest are compressed biscuits and clean mineral water.

What's even more jaw-dropping is that the food was packaged very well, and when it was taken out, it was still steaming inside.

Hiss.

Someone swallowed, and the stomachs of the surrounding survivors all made hungry sounds.

Each and every one of them stared at a few square meters of land with wolf-like eyes, which was a sign that they were about to lose their mind.

Even the soldiers patrolling nearby with guns to maintain law and order couldn't help but lick their tongues.

In the dark, there were several waves of thugs just targeting her.

They secretly looked at each other and saw excitement in each other's eyes.

Not only is this woman good-looking, she can sell a lot of crystal cores, and she also has so many supplies. They are going to make a fortune!