Retribution of the end times

"Tell me a price." Zhang Zian said, "I'll buy it for the price of your entire life."

The stunned "bodyguard": "..."

Seeing that the man didn't mention the price, Zhang Zian frowned and thought for a while, then said, "I'll support you, protect you, and you work for me, isn't it good?" Isn't it an equal exchange?

But the premise is that he has to buy the chef's life first!

So as not to be abducted by others!

The chef's "bodyguard" smiled: "No money."

Zhang Zian: "...Are you a spy?" Spies don't want money, right?

Chef's "bodyguard" barely kept his smile.

"No. I'm here to repay the favor. I will repay the favor as the little white snake repays the favor. My whole life is yours."

But, you are mine.

Zhang Zian didn't realize who the little white snake was for a while, and he didn't know what kind of favor this was. He only cared about the last sentence, and said with satisfaction, "That's good."

After ordering the chef, watching the chef wash the dishes, Zhang Zian left a note for Lu Yan, got into the garage and started staring at Lu Yan's RV.

From the capital to his hometown, it takes more than ten hours to drive on high speed as much as possible.

Previously, Zhang Zian didn't care about anything, and he handed over the supplies to Lu Yan to buy. He planned to take the plane and then transfer to his hometown. Now that he has a chef by his side, Zhang Zian decided to drive back to his hometown. The things he likes, of course, are mainly various oils, salts, sauces, vinegars and seasonings.

Lu Yan said that this chef's bodyguard is very reliable, and there is no need to hide the matter of the "storage bag" from him. Of course, it is indeed too difficult to hide such a chef's part-time personal bodyguard.

Zhang Zian didn't say anything, he just pasted a talisman on the chef's bodyguard, so that the chef's bodyguard couldn't tell other people about the "space" talisman, so he was willing to believe him.

The chef's bodyguard was obviously well-informed. He knew what Zhang Zian was doing and knew that there was no danger to him, so he simply let Zhang Zian do whatever he wanted.

There was only a pair of pitch-black eyeballs, as long as nothing happened, they would stick to Zhang Zian's body.

Zhang Zian looked at the RV, his back felt cold, and when he turned around, he saw the chef and bodyguards looking at him.

"Can you drive it?" Zhang Zian pointed to the RV.

"meeting."

Then the chef's bodyguard drove Zhang Zian away in the RV.

Zhang Zian didn't like to sit in the front, so he just lay down and fell asleep in the bedroom in the back compartment.

Before falling asleep, tell the chef and bodyguard to buy the largest amount of oil at every gas station that can buy oil in oil barrels along the way, and go to the supermarket to buy various ingredients that the chef and bodyguard are used to cooking, as well as various Delicious sweets, snacks and cakes are available for purchase!He is not short of money!

Then he fell asleep.

Chef's bodyguard: "..." No money?Didn't you agree to raise him?

The chef's bodyguard looked at the boy who was lying on the bed and fell asleep, the blue and black under the boy's eyes could be seen faintly.

He sighed, resisted the urge to reach out, and drove away.

Along the way, as Zhang Zian said, he bought oil wherever he could buy oil with oil barrels. After a while, he went in to buy materials when he encountered a supermarket. In addition to materials, he also bought a lot of snacks, various kitchen utensils, and fresh fruits , local specialties, various movies, TV dramas and cartoons are all loaded onto the car.

Zhang Zian didn't sleep very deeply. Every time the chef and bodyguards put things in the car, he would wake up once and put them away.

The chef's bodyguard didn't specifically wake him up either.

He spent the night in a hotel, but Zhang Zian was still asleep when he got in the car.

The next day, when they arrived at a town near Zhang Zian's hometown, the chef's bodyguard called Zhang Zian up.

Zhang Zian rubbed his eyes to see that he was not home yet, he didn't want to get up, and wanted to continue to lie down and sleep.

The chef's bodyguard said: "There is a 'specialty shop' next to it. I still need to buy something when I go back to the village."

Zhang Zian pursed his lips, glanced at the chef and the bodyguard, and got up.

I bought bags of "Beijing Roast Duck" in the "specialty shop" in batches, preserved fruit, and Beijing eight pieces. I went to the supermarket to buy more than [-] barrels of peanut oil, more than [-] boxes of yogurt and milk, and hundreds of cans of milk powder for middle-aged and elderly people. Wait, these are used to give to the familiar folks in the village.

After the chef and the bodyguards bought these, they each bought ten bags of fifty catties of rice and flour, all kinds of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, daily necessities, a few cigarettes, more than ten catties of candy, etc.

Zhang Zian suddenly said, "I don't like this kind of fruit candy."

The chef's bodyguard peeled off a piece of fruit candy and stuffed it into the boy's mouth: "If you don't like it, don't eat it."

Zhang Zian with sugar in his mouth: "..." Does this mean to make him spit it out?

"It's not allowed to waste." The chef's bodyguard said, "Keep the rest. If there are children playing at home, give them sweet mouths."

Zhang Zian stopped talking.

After loading everything into the carriage, Zhang Zian continued to climb into the carriage.

The chef's bodyguard stopped him: "I don't know anyone in the village, so I can't give gifts."

Zhang Zian got into the passenger seat.

He grew up in the village as a child. Before the age of 12, he lived in the village for more than half of his time, and spent less than half of his time outside with his grandfather and father. When he was 12 years old, after his accident, his grandfather and father also completely stayed in the Zhang family in the capital. Except for going back to the village every year for the New Year, they basically never came back.

He did miss the free life in the village when he was a child, but he didn't know how to make friends with the villagers again after returning to the village this time.

But he probably thought too much.

In the past two years, the temperature has been generally high and the weather has been favorable. The harvest in the village has been one season longer than in previous years. It will only be June, and the crops in the field will be ripe again. Most of the villagers are harvesting crops in the field.

Zhang Zian's home was at the foot of the mountain next to the village. When entering the village, he happened to pass by the field.

As soon as their RV drove past, many villagers stopped and looked up at them, and a few big men simply walked over to meet the car.

Zhang Zian: "Stop."

The big man's bodyguard immediately stepped on the brakes.

When Zhang Zian got out of the car, the leading man in his thirties looked Zhang Zian up and down and was happy.

"Isn't this the little celestial master? Hey, it's okay, let's go, our little celestial master is back!"

As a result, as soon as the big man finished speaking, the people who were only looking at this side and hadn't come here all gathered here.

"It's the little celestial master! Hey, they look so good-looking, so handsome, have you married a wife yet?"

"Little Heavenly Master, Xiao Anzi, I couldn't find a wife at that time, and it was Xiao Anzi who gave me a peach blossom talisman, and I was lucky. Come, come, Xiao Anzi, go back with brother, and see your little nephew. !"

"Why did you come back with such a big car? Did you come back to live? Are you still going out?"

……

There is no one in the village who doesn't know Zhang Zian. Because Zhang Zian was too naughty when he was a child, and his eyes were opened, he often ran around and practiced divination with all kinds of trivial things about the villagers in the village.

Many people in the village have benefited from little Zhang Zian, and many have benefited from Zhang Zian's ancestors. In addition to Zhang's family of celestial masters, everyone is very polite and enthusiastic to him.

Zhang Zian smiled lightly, only yelling from uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters-in-law, and elder sisters. When the village head—that is, his uncle and grandpa came over, he tilted his head and looked into the car, asking him why the two adults in the family didn't come back. Only then did Zhang Zian say, "Grandfather and father have both passed away. I will not leave when I come back this time."

Everyone around was stunned.

"Why did you leave? During the Chinese New Year, I saw that the eldest brother was in good health? The eldest nephew is also in good health, why did he leave suddenly?" The village chief asked after taking a puff of dry cigarette.

Zhang Zian did not hide it for the Zhang family in the capital city, their village was the Zhang family village, and it is said that the ancestors of the Zhang family in the capital city still came out of the village, but they have long since disowned them.

"Grandpa and Dad went to the Zhang family in the capital city a month ago, and they wanted to help them figure out something. As a result, a month later, the Zhang family in the capital city sent back the ashes of Grandpa and Dad." As for how he died, how did he know?

People around began to scold the Zhang family in the capital, but what's the use of scolding?Besides, they are also the Zhang family in the capital city. Although they have the same surname as them, they are superior, but they are just digging in the ground, so they can only vent their anger by cursing.

Everyone scolded, and asked Zhang Zian that he didn't plan to hold a funeral—Zhang Zian directly said that this was said in the suicide note of his grandfather and father, so they couldn't force it, and only let Zhang Zian tell them when he buried the ashes, They go to deliver.

Zhang Zian said yes.

The chef's bodyguard was only carrying more than a dozen bags of roast duck and Beijing eight pieces.came in.

The chef's bodyguard is a full 1.9 meters tall, not fat, but very strong, because he has been a mercenary and has seen blood, his eyes are sharp, and he squeezed.When you come in, it attracts most people's attention.

"This is a special product that Xiao An brought to everyone. Roast duck and Beijing eight pieces. You are all welcome. Xiao An probably won't go to Beijing in the future. These things are also the last time to give them away. Don't push them away."

After a few words, coupled with the big head of the chef and bodyguard, there are really not many shirkers.

Zhang Zian's house is full of magic sticks, and he would never think of bringing things to the people in the village when he came back. This time, Zhang Zian brought things, and they were all "special products of the capital". Smiling face, but also solemnly thanked.

Someone else looked at the chef's bodyguard with a frowning face, pulled Zhang Zian and asked, "Xiao An, who is that? Or did the Zhang family over there arrange to come over to monitor you?"

Zhang Zian: "...No, after my celestial eyes are destroyed, the people over there will ignore me. He is the bodyguard and chef my godfather found for me, and he cooks very good food!"

"Oh, can you work? Our Xiaoan is a little celestial master. Let this nanny or bodyguard do the work for you!"

Zhang Zian seemed to have found a bosom friend, and nodded heavily: "Uncle, that's what I planned too!"

The village chief: "..." I smoked my youngest son with a dry tobacco stick, but I was still a little angry. I didn't want to smoke Zhang Zian, so I smoked my youngest son again, and then said, "Xiao An, don't bully honest people, bully you hard , what should I do if I don’t work for you?”

Zhang Zian asked strangely: "But, he sold himself to me."

Village head: "..." Buying and selling people is a serious crime.He, is he going to expose it?But this is Xiao Anzi.Xiao Anzi, who ran around the village since he was a child, and gave the villagers fortune-telling and fortune-telling for free.

"He sold it to me voluntarily." Zhang Zian added, "I support the family, and he works."

Village head: "..." I still feel that something is not quite right.However, since it was sold voluntarily, he should not expose it, that is, "Buying and selling people, Xiaoan, don't do it again next time. Even if you do, you can't say it again."

After the village head finished giving instructions, he asked again: "What's the name of Xiao An's bodyguard? Will he live in the village from now on?"

Zhang Zian: "..." What's the name? That's a good question.

By the way, he bought it, can he change the name now?

Zhang Zian thought about this idea for a while, thinking of the dishes made by the chef and bodyguard, he immediately dismissed it.

That's all, even for the sake of the dishes cooked by the chef and bodyguard, he should not change people's names randomly, and ask him what his name is later.