Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

"But..." Huo Yuzhi choked up and said something, but Ye Wuchen's head was gently held down.

He gently rubbed the top of her head and sighed with a smile, "Yuzhi, don't worry, I will come back to see you, and maybe I will bring them with you."

"Nine Masters... is that your sister?" Huo Yuzhi asked in a dumb voice, raising his fuzzy eyes.

"Well, she is one year younger than you, and she will also be your younger sister in the future." Ye Wuchen nodded, he couldn't help but bend his eyes happily when he thought of Jiu Zhi, but didn't notice the cold flashes in Huo Yuzhi's eyes. meaning.

I don't want any sister!

"That's the only way..." she roared distortedly in her heart, but her face dropped her head in loss, and her two small hands held Ye Wuchen's arm tightly.

"That's right." Feeling that the atmosphere at this time was inexplicably strange, Ye Wuchen simply changed the subject and said, "Do you know where there is a place to sell cotton clothes?"

If he could know where to sell cotton-padded clothes, it would be enough for him to go directly to the place tomorrow. Today, it would take him a lot of time to run around looking for a store.

"Padded clothes?" Huo Yuzhi thought about it seriously for a while, "There are not many places selling cotton clothes, but I heard that a cotton clothes shop in the eastern part of the trading zone is good and cheap."

"In the eastern part...it's a bit far away." Ye Wuchen muttered, and the eastern part of the trading area was at least half a day away from him.

"It's really a bit far away." After looking at the heavy backpack behind Ye Wuchen, Huo Yuzhi touched his face and said, "There is also a hotel where a mobile merchant is stationed where you can buy cotton-padded clothes. If you meet a good merchant, you can also buy cotton-padded clothes. cheaper."

"Mobile merchant?" Ye Wuchen said in surprise, "Are there any floating merchants here?"

Huo Yuzhi nodded.

Seeing this, Ye Wuchen suddenly thought of gasoline in his mind, he couldn't help but asked, "By the way, can it be possible to sell gasoline if it is a floating merchant?"

Hearing that Ye Wuchen said that he wanted to buy gasoline, Huo Yuzhi was stunned and then hurriedly lowered his eyes and said, "Mobile merchants are not restricted by the rules of the first and second districts in the north. It should be possible?"

"Then I'll take a look!" Ye Wuchen was a little surprised, and after asking for the location, he quickly ran away.

After Ye Wuchen completely disappeared from the crowd, Huo Yuzhi silently returned to the store holding the broomstick, looking worried.

"Huo Yuzhi, don't be lazy!" The owner of this store sat in a chair and said indifferently, leaning against Huo Yuzhi. Tell you, even if the work is done by two people, I still only pay one person's wages! I want to steal from me, and there is no door!"

Huo Yuzhi didn't speak back when she heard the boss of the lumber shop scolding and swearing.

The hotel where the mobile merchant was stationed was very close to the place where Ye Wuchen had just stayed. He ran for about ten minutes and found the place Huo Yuzhi said.

The exterior of this hotel looks a bit more luxurious than an ordinary hotel. The house is almost the same size as an apartment building, not to mention that the walls have been painted with paint. It looks very new and clean.

Several men opened the door and walked out together. They were neatly dressed, in sharp contrast with the rushing pedestrians around.

Ye Wuchen took this opportunity to get into the hotel quickly, and the oncoming warmth made him feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

The hotel is also very spacious. There are more than a dozen tables in a large open area on the left. There are a lot of people sitting at the tables, some drinking and arguing. On the right, there are several tables like the front desk, and many people are gathering there to trade things.

This is probably the trading desk for trading with mobile merchants on the right.

When Ye Wuchen raised his foot and walked to the right, he noticed that there was a neat staircase behind the trading desk, leading straight upstairs.

"Little guy, tell me what you need, I'm the trade intermediary here." A man sitting behind the trading desk asked with a pillar of chin, eyes full of jokes. In his eyes, Ye Wuchen, the little **** kid, must have just barged in because of curiosity, and would not buy anything.

Transaction intermediary refers to people who provide fixed trading venues for mobile merchants. They do not sell things, but only earn intermediary fees from mobile merchants.

"I want……"

"You tm shut up for Lao Tzu!"

Just when Ye Wuchen was about to speak, a violent voice suddenly rang in the hall on the left. A sturdy man patted the table fiercely and shouted at the other man sitting at the table. Said, "I want to admit defeat and have a fart relationship with you!"

"Don't get excited, there are people around here. You are so noisy and shameful." The man sitting at the table wiped the drool from his face with a wry smile, spread his hand and sighed softly, "But you bet with me The result is that you lose and I win, so it doesn’t matter to me.”

The people around started to laugh when they heard the words. Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, they seemed to be watching a good show.

"What's wrong?" Ye Wuchen couldn't help asking the trading intermediary behind him.

"Just now these two bet on dice, and one lost." The trading intermediary held his chin in an attitude of watching the fire from the other side, "This matter is originally unattended, I think it depends on whose fist is hard."

Speaking of this, the trading intermediary turned his head and said happily at the colleague on the side, "I look at the sitting hanging and look at that thin and thin face, I don't know if I can take a punch."

The itinerant businessman sitting at the table with a wry smile is indeed thinner than the standing one, but is slightly stronger than the average person's thin body.

Ye Wuchen didn't have much interest in these things. Although he didn't think fighting was a good thing worth watching, he wouldn't be so stupid that he would go ahead and try to persuade him to fight.

He turned around and just wanted to ask the previous question again. He didn't even think that this time he saw the trading intermediary stand up and threw a fist into the air with excitement and whistled casually.

"Pretty!"

At the same time, the noise around him became more and more noisy, and Ye Wuchen looked back and saw that the man sitting at the table had taken two steps backwards, and the chair he was sitting on fell to the ground, looking like he had been punched.

But the mobile businessman who threw his fist looked sluggish, as if frightened.

"Ah... I said Yaoyao, can you put your strength down?" The man who seemed to be beaten said something inexplicable to the air. When he raised his head, everyone noticed that there was nothing on his face. Scars.