A retired swordsman who opened a shop in the end [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 98 The good shopkeeper of the zombie apocalypse, the prologue of the apocalypse

Bai Qingxian could tell that the instant noodles on the supermarket shelves should be out of stock.

"Do you have to have instant noodles?" Bai Qingxian is actually not very interested in this kind of convenience food that lacks nutrition, so he didn't prepare for this aspect of survival. Except for the food that he thinks is not bad, at most he prepared it Some popular self-heating foods on the market.

"Anything is fine, as long as it can fill your stomach." The man who rushed in had messy hair and was unkempt. If it weren't for the clean clothes on his body, it would really make people think he was a homeless man who ran out of nowhere.

"You seem to need to go to the restaurant more." Bai Qingxian didn't need to listen carefully, he could hear the growling sound of the other party's stomach like a symphony.

"I live in the building behind." The other party's voice and tone were weak, as if he was really hungry to a certain extent, "No matter how far away, I will not be able to walk."

After finishing speaking, the sudden visitor sat down by the wall, and the "bang" that lost his strength and fell directly scared away the customers who had bought water in the store before. Already paid the bill.

After glancing at the customer with drooping eyelids by the wall, Bai Qingxian came out from behind the counter and said, "Please wait a moment."

Bai Qingxian, who left the counter, opened the door leading to the backyard, and a burst of very sweet rice fragrance came from the backyard immediately, and passed to the nose of the guest in the corner, who looked up to find the fragrance as if he had regained some energy. source.

Considering that the porridge cooked by Bai Qingxian always attracts more customers than the products in the store, Boss Bai, who has no plans to change his career, throws his treasured rice cooker in the backyard. Besides, there is no inconvenience.

"Based on the guest's physical condition, food like instant noodles may not be a good medicine. It just so happens that some fruit porridge has just been cooked in the store. If you like it, you can drink some together." Bai Qingxian saw that the other party had been sitting in the corner silently and did not speak, He went directly to the backyard and filled a bowl of porridge and handed it to the other party.

When Mingming came in, he yelled that he wanted to buy instant noodles, but when faced with the porridge handed over directly by the shop owner, the man didn't reach out to take it.

"This is not considered a product in the store, just treat it as a customer to help taste it." Bai Qingxian glanced at the porridge in the bowl.

The nutritious rice brought from the old Wen Xiuyuan's world is not much, because Bai Qingxian never thought that he would have the opportunity to return to this world, so he used some when cooking porridge because the price of nutritious rice was too high to sell. .

But after returning to this world, Bai Qingxian kept the nutritious rice. Now the porridge is cooked with spiritual fruit and rice from Lingzhi Garden, plus various special poultry meat stored in Lingquan and freezer. , The aroma and effect of the porridge cooked are even better than before.

This is also one of the reasons why Bai Qingxian moved the "kitchen" to the backyard.

After listening to Bai Qingxian's words, the guest in the corner still didn't reach out his hand, but Boss Bai also noticed that the other party's clenched right hand seemed to be holding some small piece of paper. Looking carefully, it seemed to be the coin of this world.

But it's wrinkled, and the face value is very small, whether you can buy a bowl of the cheapest instant noodles is a problem.

"The ingredients for this bowl of porridge were given by a friend of mine." Bai Qingxian looked at the other party's drooping eyes, "Both me and him, both lived a poor life for a long time before becoming...before having the ability to live alone , so he is most afraid of the days when he doesn’t have enough to eat, and his favorite thing in life is to collect all kinds of edible things.”

"But since it's hoarded, someone has to eat it." Bai Qingxian is not worried about his life in the last days.

But since he had stockpiled enough things, even if he couldn't sell them, Bai Qingxian didn't want all the food to be piled up in the warehouse to collect ashes.

Although given the particularity of the warehouse of the leisure station, such a situation should not happen.

"I only have this money." The guest, who should have been hungry to the limit, finally couldn't bear the aroma of the porridge. The smallest denomination coin was put into his hand.

Some coins still have dirt on them, as if they were just picked up on the side of the road.

Moreover, the sum of the money is not enough for a bowl of instant noodles. It seems that the situation of this guest is indeed a bit bad.

Bai Qingxian accepted the guest's money, and he could feel that the reason why the guest refused to take the porridge at first was that he didn't like other people's charity, otherwise he wouldn't have forced himself to this point to collect some money. I walked into his small shop to buy a box of instant noodles.

The disheveled guest carefully took a mouthful of porridge, and after finding that the temperature of the porridge was moderate and not burning his mouth, he couldn't help but gobble it up the next second.This way of eating is not a good thing for a person who has been hungry for an unknown amount of time, but the porridge at Qingxian Inn is different from other places, and Boss Bai did not stop him.

It's just that the porridge in this bowl was quickly drunk to the bottom by that man, but the gurgling in his stomach still didn't stop.

Bai Qingxian cooks food only to enjoy the taste of the food itself, not for food and clothing like ordinary people, so the bowls at Qingxian Station are just ordinary small bowls. Throwing a jellybean into the tiger's mouth made no difference.

But the guest obviously didn't intend to ask Bai Qingxian to refill the bowl. He held the cup and rubbed it for a while, then stretched out one hand to support the wall and prepared to get up.

"I just cooked some more today."

At this time, Bai Qingxian handed the second bowl of porridge to the other party, with a gentle but irresistible smile on his face.

"I have no money." The guest said truthfully.

"The extra porridge is a waste if no one drinks it, so just treat it as a favor." Bai Qingxian wandered around the world for an unknown number of years, but he is still moved by some small details.

The first time he saw the boy Ling Du, Bai Qingxian noticed his pair of shoes. He didn't know how long the child with crying eyes had to walk to wear the shoes into that look?

When I was in Nightmare City before, Bai Qingxian saw the lady named Xi Lan at a glance. Her eyes were full of death-seeking desires, as if everything in life had lost its meaning, but she still refused to let go of it. the pair of high heels.

Even at the moment when Nightmare City was heading towards annihilation, Bai Qingxian noticed that the lady walked into the hospital step by step in high heels, choosing to go to the next nightmare.

Those high heels seemed to be her obsession with life.

And the guest who walked into the Xiaoxian Inn in front of him was barefoot and didn't wear shoes, but the soles of his feet were only slightly muddy. It was obvious that he had lived indoors for a long time, and his unkempt appearance might also be related to the long time of staying behind closed doors.It was said to be unkempt, but the main reason why Bai Qingxian used this word was because the other party hadn't taken care of his hair for a long time, and the brows and eyes that were mostly covered by messy hair made the other party look very gloomy.

But the clothes on the other party were very neat, and there were creases formed by stacking them for a long time. It was obvious that the guest "took care" for himself in order to go out.

When the guest was holding the bowl, Bai Qingxian also noticed that his hands were also very clean, only the right finger was stained with ink that could not be washed off, especially around the cocoon formed by holding the pen.

The other party was not an ordinary homeless man, but more like a temporary downfall for some reason.At times like this, even getting some small help can help people get through the predicament more smoothly.

One of the small reasons why Bai Qingxian and that person became close friends was that they both experienced the difficult situation like a swamp. Although they survived by their own strength in the end, Xiang Bai Qingxian After all, the existence of a close friend is one in a hundred thousand or even a million. More people can only struggle to the point of losing their strength in the predicament, and finally give up struggling and fall into the quagmire.

Bai Qingxian has no intention of saving everyone in trouble.

But when these people are close, Bai Qingxian will try his best to grab the hand reaching out to him.

He has always been like this.

"A lot of porridge, is it for that friend of yours?" The man standing up from the corner has not forgotten that Bai Qingxian said that the ingredients for the porridge were prepared by his friend, and thought it was Bai Qingxian for himself Food prepared with friends.

"He's not here for business." Bai Qingxian's smile remained unchanged, "By the time he comes back, I'm afraid the porridge will be too cold to drink."

"But don't worry, I have time to cook another pot of porridge before he comes back. After all, there are still a lot of ingredients left." Bai Qingxian's tone was so natural that ordinary people couldn't understand what other meanings there were in his words.

"I don't have enough money." When the man was speaking, he reached out to take the porridge from Bai Qingxian's hand again, "Or I have everything now, but one day I will pay you back this favor."

"My name is Qiu Qing, and I live in Room 306 in the building behind." The guest brushed back his overly long hair, revealing his bearded but still pale and young face, as if he wanted to impress Bai Qingxian. Clear his face.

Then he started to drink the porridge in the bowl spoon by spoon, not as wolfishly as the first bowl, but drank more carefully, as if he was beginning to taste the taste of the porridge.

This is the first time Bai Qingxian and Qiu Qing met. The second day after the other party "Bai" drank the bowl of porridge, he did not know where to find a few crumpled small denomination banknotes. The second is to ask with a shameful tone if I can buy another bowl of porridge.

Maybe it was because he knew that the price he paid could not be equal to the price of Bai Qingxian's porridge. Qiu Qing even had an account book to record how much "favor" he owed. He also mentioned that he wanted to find a job, but the situation outside was getting worse. It has become strange, and finding a job has become a difficult thing.If Bai Qingxian hadn't stopped him, this customer who often came to buy porridge would have almost joined the weird drug experiment.

In any case, Qiu Qing has also become the number one regular source of customers of Qingxian Station.

Considering that this customer came to buy porridge every time, Bai Qingxian, who insisted on running a grocery store and was unwilling to change his career, always felt a little strange about this.

Fu Haohann posted on the Internet that everyone will know the news of the zombies on December 12th.But I don't know if the future will change slightly because of the appearance of this post. Until the end of December, ordinary people were still caught in the entanglement of "lunatics" and "zombies".

Many people are convinced of the existence of "zombies" because of the "lunatics" who bite people in various videos, but most of the time these "lunatics" will be quickly taken away, and the lives of ordinary people are not affected much on the surface. Influence.

Although there was early news to remind everyone to stay indoors as much as possible, but there has been no follow-up. Most people still have to go out of the house in order to live.

Those who should go to school go to school, and those who should go to work go to work.

Although many people are hoarding food, some people who stuffed the refrigerator with fresh food gradually found that they had reached the time when they had to eat the hoarded food. Some people quickly fell into the contradiction between "preparing for the end times" and "continuing to work hard for a living".

Bai Qingxian is not surprised by this. After all, the reason why Weilan City has become a famous and powerful Weilan base in the last days is because this city was not captured by zombies in the early days of the last days. Simply put, it is the number of zombies in this city. not much.

At this time, with the arrival of January, an event completely "bombed away" the illusion of peace!

The city next door to Weilan City... has fallen!

The fall of a city, although it will not turn the entire city into zombies, at least shows that the spread of the zombie virus cannot be stopped artificially. Zombies that could have been captured or killed individually began to form zombie groups, and even the speed and speed of zombies Strength is likely to start growing.

The only way to control the spread of the zombie virus is to do everything possible to block the exits of the city and resettle or even transfer all survivors.

The cities in the early end of the world are different from the city bases surrounded by high walls in the late end of the world. It is difficult to completely block the cities extending in all directions. While accepting the refugees, the neighboring Azure City is also exposed to more threats.

All kinds of reports that were suddenly unblocked flooded the online world that was still running in an instant, and the information in an instant exploded the calmness that Weilan City pretended to be.

When Bai Qingxian pushed open the door of Qingxian Inn, all kinds of chaotic and commotion sounds also hit Bai Qingxian's ears.Pingqiong Street, where Qingxian Station is located, is far away from the central area of ​​Weilan City, and it is even one of the cheapest areas in Weilan City.

But the city streets, which were still running as usual in the morning, almost opened the prelude to the end of the world in the blink of an eye.

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