Plane Supermarket

The scarred man stumbled and followed the old woman in front of him. He was sweating profusely and staggered every step he took.

The dead branches on the side of the road scratched his skin, and fine drops of blood remained on the scar, but he didn't notice it, and just followed the light ahead.

He has his own name, Zhao Er. His family members are illiterate and have no money to find a husband to name him, so they named him Xing Er.

Before he started this line of work, he was just a punk. His family was young and had many brothers. Except for the eldest brother, the rest had to fend for themselves.

Zhao Er was a carpenter's apprentice, but the master beat and scolded him. He slept next to the haystack in the master's house, ate leftovers that couldn't fill his stomach, and was so thin that only a handful of bones remained. The master's family has been working for four years, but they still haven't learned any skills.

When the master was working, he was not allowed to come to see it, let alone teach him.

So Zhao Er took advantage of the master to go out to work, and the master took the child to the temple and ran away by herself.

He didn't dare to go home, afraid of being beaten and scolded by his parents, and also afraid that his elder brother would dislike him, so he stayed in the town and followed a group of half-children to steal chickens and dogs.

Until Zheng Ge gave him a hand, at first they just did some small jobs, helping people in the town to deliver some things to nearby towns.

After having some money, Brother Zheng bought a bullock cart, which not only transported goods, but also transported people.

After working for a few years, they have gained some fame in the local area. Brother Zheng discussed with them to open an escort agency and recruit more people. Now there are bandits in every hill, and it’s okay to send some cheap things to ordinary people. The bandits don’t embarrass them. These poor people only charge some road money.

But it's not unreasonable to conflict, Zhao Er's face was scratched at that time.

But at least he saved his life. If he escorted valuable things, the bandits would be less talkative.

As a result, just after the Escort Bureau opened, a big business came to their door. They didn't know the identity of the other party, and they had never even met the other party. Pick up a nobleman from the north.

The brothers have never seen so much money in this life, let alone 2000 taels, even 200 taels.

Brother Zheng discussed with his brothers, and dozens of tall and powerful young men all felt that this job was capable.

Zhao Er thought, after finishing this order, he will get the money, so he will stop doing this business, go home and buy a piece of land to build a house, marry a wife, and live a stable and stable life from now on.

But when I came to the north, I found out that the fugitives either fled to the pass where the north and the south meet. The soldiers stationed at the pass did not dare to let them go straight to the south. , The pass has already had a plague.

They could only hide from the person, but fortunately they could pass through the pass with the paperwork given by that person.

Zhao Er only wanted to make money, he didn't want to die.

He doesn't care which kind of god it is, as long as it can save his life, he is the most right god in the world. When he returns home, he will set up a statue for the god and bow down every day, not only him, but also his descendants.

The old woman in front walked at a leisurely pace, Zhao Erqiang endured hunger and thirst, and chased after him without daring to miss a step.

The new sun rises, and the sun once again fills the earth.

Zhao Er finally took the last step and came to the huge building illuminated by the sun.

The building in front of me was like a square box, the transparent door was open, reflecting the dazzling light, and there were a few people in different clothes standing on the steps, all of them had their hair shaved, and their eight bald heads were shining——

Zhao Er threw himself on the ground, clenched his fists and beat the ground with tears streaming down his face.

He won't die!He can survive!

Cao Erniang raised her chin at Wu Yan.

After raising them for a period of time, the condition of the new employees has improved a lot. Although they are still dark and thin, they can manage to be full with white rice and meat every day, and their strength has returned a lot.

Not to mention that they thought they were rescued by the immortals, and even if they could not follow the immortals to become immortals in the future, they would still be better than ordinary people.

In short, they feel that they have been reborn, and they are not considered ordinary people.

Looking at Zhao Er and his party, there was a bit of compassion in their eyes.

Wu Yan was wearing a blue short sleeve, which he quickly snatched up, and there was a colorful print in the middle.

Such a bright color, even the nobles may not be able to wear it all.

The most popular short-sleeved colors are either blue or scarlet, and the least popular are black, white and grey.

One is that the color is easy to get, and the other is that they always feel that it is not auspicious.

All the security guards who came out to greet the guests were covered with raincoats. Although it was stuffy, to them, the novelty outweighed the boredom.

The clothes are so light, like a handful of fluffy gauze, and so easy to break, a slightly heavier hand can tear a hole.

They couldn't even figure out how such clothes were made.

Except for the gods, no one can have such means.

It must be made by immortals gathering fog into cloth and cutting it by themselves!

Everything they can't figure out is made by immortal law.

Because they are guests, they don't need to shave their heads, but they must wrap up their hair without any gaps.

Wu Yan handed the disposable shower cap to Zhao Er, and said in a non-standard official way: "Use this to wrap your hair. Immortals say that mortals are dirty, so don't bring dirty things in."

The last two sentences are purely his own play. Immortals don't want to see fleas, so it is natural that immortals like cleanliness. Since immortals like cleanliness, they must think mortals are dirty.

Zhao Er didn't dare to disobey, but he had never seen such a thing before, and he didn't dare to reach out to touch it, so he said cautiously: "I dare not touch..."

Wu Yan thought for a while: "Then you pick up your hair, and I'll wear it for you."

Zheng Ge, who was carrying the sick child, rushed over and was out of breath. As soon as he arrived, he couldn't wait to put the sick child on the ground. He didn't look at his brothers, but knelt on the ground and looked towards him. The immortal "Dongfu" kowtowed three times.

"Immortal Cave Mansion is really extraordinary!" Brother Zheng blushed, he pointed to the signboard of the supermarket and asked the sick man, "Can you recognize the word for this?"

The sick man sat on the ground, looked up at the signboard, and said in a little confusion, "I seem to recognize it, but I don't seem to recognize it."

The words on the signboard seemed to be missing arms and legs, but he didn't dare to say it.

Brother Zheng rubbed the back of his head, and there was blood coming out of his forehead, but he didn't care, and said with a simple smile: "The words used by immortals are common even if noble people don't recognize them."

Wu Yan and the others put shower caps on Zhao Er and the others respectively, and after making sure they were wearing them tightly, they looked at Cao Erniang.

Although they have never worked under the hands of a woman, who made the immortal value Cao Erniang?They don't want to be chased away, so it doesn't seem like a big deal to be ordered by a woman.

Cao'er Niang is a little proud, she is a person who likes to take care of things, she used to take care of the whole family when she was at home, now she is here to be valued by the gods, she has to work hard!Let the immortal know that she is the most sincere.

If the immortal told her to jump off the cliff at this moment, she would dare to jump with her eyes closed!

Ye Zhou had already sneaked into the supermarket through the back door.

In order not to collapse the character design, he only told Cao Erniang that these people must exchange things if they want things from the supermarket.

Cao'erniang didn't object.

Incense, for sure.

"The immortal is merciful, you can choose what's inside." Cao'erniang said with a reasonable face, "But the things are not free."

Zhao Er and the others were taken aback. They didn't have much left on them. When they entered the city, they also went to the rich house to buy dry food, but the price was too high, and they had to buy it, so they didn't have much money left.

Cao'er Niang put on airs and said, "The immortals don't want any yellow and white things, you can give them whatever you have."

"What immortals want is sincerity, not money."

Zhao Er said again and again: "Sincerely! I am sincerely!"

He fumbled in his pocket and only took out a silver hairpin. The material was not very good, but the craftsmanship was good and the workmanship was very exquisite.

"Xiangu! Look!" He grinned, showing a flattering and exaggerated smile, "I'm sincere!"

Brother Zheng dug out for a long time, and only took out a dagger, which was the most valuable thing on his body.

But he can't give this dagger, otherwise what will happen on the way back?

"Mr. Li, come in." A male voice suddenly came from the supermarket.

Zhao Er and the others were shocked——

Fairy!

This must be the voice of a fairy!

Zhao Er watched helplessly as Li walked in. He stretched his neck to see what the immortal looked like, whether he had three heads and six arms.

But he looked and looked, but he still couldn't see the appearance of the immortal, only saw the old woman and then came back.

"The fairy asked what's wrong with you." Cao Erniang walked up to the sick man.

She looked at the sick man, although his face was pale, but he was dressed luxuriously. Before this kind of person, she was not even the mud under the other's feet, but now she can look down on him.

Fate turns around, and no one can tell the truth about encountering this thing.

The sick man coughed twice, his eyes burst into a strange brilliance: "To tell you the truth, the doctor said that I have tuberculosis."

Cao Erniang was taken aback, but held back and did not back away.

Isn't it tuberculosis?Now there are immortals, she is not afraid!

"You wait, I'll report back to the immortal."

·

"Consumption?" Ye Zhou frowned.

Although he is average in history, he also knows that tuberculosis refers to tuberculosis in ancient times.

For a long time, both China and the West believed that tuberculosis was a terminal disease, and it was not overcome until the discovery of anti-tuberculosis drugs and combined mycobacteria.

He opened the emergency kit and took out a box of penicillin: "The patient cannot enter the supermarket, let him rest in the security room, and you give him this medicine."

"By the way, you still have to tell him that this medicine may cure him, or it may kill him. You explain it clearly to him, and it's up to him whether to take it or not."

According to the label on the box, Ye Zhou told Caoerniang how many meals a day, and how many tablets he took before telling her to leave.

There is no condition for a skin test now, and he doesn't know if the other party is allergic to penicillin.

If it's an allergy, he has no way to rescue it. He probably can only let the other party die.

Ye Zhou heard from his father before that tuberculosis is a "disease of poverty". It doesn't mean that those who get sick must be poor, but that they don't eat well, have poor health and weak resistance.

Ye Zhou's university classmates had it, he was a man of gods, he didn't like to eat anything, and he never ate meat.

And he was able to eat cabbage and potatoes. Later, he got tuberculosis and was sent to the hospital until he vomited blood.

Anyway, he has already done his best, so he can only ask the other party to obey the destiny.

Live or die depends on his luck.

I just hope that even if he is allergic, it will not be severe enough to anaphylactic shock.