Crossing Five Zeros: Apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

"Whose white lotus are you talking about?" Jian Qingling reached out and pinched Mu Ziteng's waist fiercely, not letting go.

"Hey...I was wrong, you are the Holy Mother." Mu Ziteng hurriedly begged for mercy.

"You are the Holy Mother." Jian Qingling let go of the hand pinching her waist, and glared at the other party, "It's better to say that I am hypocritical."

Our Lady of the White Lotus?

What can she do?Not good enough.

But in this matter, her actions did seem hypocritical. If you want it, then go get it, regardless of whether the Zhang family will come back or not.

"It's fine if you're happy." Mu Ziteng curled his lips inwardly. He is not a virgin.

"Then let's get the treasure tonight." Jian Qingling looked at Mu Ziteng eagerly.

That look gave Mu Ziteng the illusion that if it was night, Xiao Lingzi would be impatient to collect the baby.

"Don't worry, that thing is there, and it won't be able to run away for a while, and you have a big belly now, for the safety of you and the child, you'd better wait until the little guy in your belly comes out before you act."

Jian Qingling immediately withered, "Okay."

For the sake of the child, if she was asked to give up everything, she would have nothing to say.

Visiting the neighbor's house, Jian Qingling wanted to send snacks there, but unfortunately she couldn't make them, so she asked Mu Ziteng to help knead the dough, roll out the dough, and mince the meat.

And she mixes the stuffing, makes dumplings, steams most of them and puts them in the space. The dinner for the two of them at night is steamed dumplings.

When it was almost noon the next day, the two first brought a plate of steamed dumplings to Teacher Liu's house, and then brought a small plate to Hu's house next door.

It was Uncle Hu who came to open the door. Because the woman was not at home, she and Mu Ziteng did not enter the yard. They stood at the door and exchanged greetings before returning home with an empty plate.

In the evening, just after the two of them had dinner, there was a knock on the door, and Mu Ziteng hurried out to open the door.

"excuse me, you are?"

It was a kind old woman about 60 years old. Mu Ziteng didn't know her, but he already had a guess in his mind.

"You are Xiao Mu, right? I'm next door to your house." Aunt Hu smiled at Mu Ziteng as soon as she saw Mu Ziteng.

"Oh, ma'am, please come in and do it." Mu Ziteng hurried out of his seat.

"No, ma'am, I went to my daughter's house today, and I came back late. Just now, I heard the old man talk about your affairs, so I came over to have a look and recognize you. Now that I see you, I will go back. It's too late today, so I'll come back another day " Mrs. Hu hastily waved her hand to refuse.

"This is the hair cake I brought from my daughter's house, I'll give you a taste."

This is a special return gift from Aunt Hu in order to thank their family for the dumplings they sent at noon.

"Thank you, ma'am." Mu Ziteng took the things and thanked with a smile.

Looking at Aunt Hu who hurried back, Mu Ziteng knew that the other party was a quick-tempered person.

"How about this cake?"

As soon as Muziteng approached the living room, Jian Qingling reached out to pick up the cake, opened the zong leaves outside, and immediately released the sweet and sour aroma of the zong leaves.

With both hands, he broke the soft cake into two halves, and handed a portion to Mu Ziteng.

Tear off a small piece of hair cake and put it in your mouth. The sweetness has a sour taste after fermentation. It tastes different from the one bought in the supermarket before. It doesn’t have sour taste. Jian Qingling thinks the taste of this old-fashioned method is better. , It would be great if it could be sweeter, she is addicted to sweets.

Half of the hair cake was only as big as half of her palm, and it was eaten in a few bites.

Looking up at Mu Ziteng, who was just eating the last bite, Jian Qingling asked with a 'puchi' smile, "You like this too?"

"Well... When I was young, my grandma used to make it for me. After she was gone, I didn't have the chance to taste this taste again." Regarding the things in his previous life when he was a child, his memory is not very clear. If it is not for eating He won't think of it when he sees this taste.

Thinking of the old man who always had a kind smile on his face every time he came to see me at home, I felt a little lonely.

"Why didn't I hear you mention it before?" Jian Qingling sensed Mu Ziteng's loneliness and thought that the memory his grandma left in his heart should be very deep.

"That was when we were very young. When the two of us met, she had passed away for more than ten years. There is nothing to say."

"Oh... I also like this taste, and the hair cake made by the old generation's method is delicious." If Mu Mu doesn't say it, then it doesn't matter.

"Since I like it, I will get to know Aunt Hu and her family one day. Let her teach us how to make it. Once we learn it, we can cook it whenever we want." Mu Ziteng stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the top of his wife's head.

"Well... I will learn after I give birth to the baby and confinement." Jian Qingling squinted her eyes and enjoyed her husband's touch.

Mu Ziteng thought it was funny, how could he let Xiao Lingzi learn it with a stomach full, of course he learned it by himself and made it for Xiao Lingzi to eat.

"I'll go to the black market tomorrow morning."

Jian Qingling opened his eyes, looked at the other party and asked, "Why are you going to the black market? We've already prepared everything, so what else is there?"

"Go and see if there are pastries, melons and fruits for sale, and buy some to pass the time when you're bored." He suddenly wanted to go to the black market.

"Okay, the legs are on your body, you can go wherever you want, just pay attention to safety." Jian Qingling stood up and went back and forth to the room to practice her abilities.

The further you get to the back, the more difficult it is to upgrade the ability. It has been more than five months since her last upgrade, and now the ability has only reached the late thirteenth level. Will she be able to enter the fifteenth level within a year?

"Haha...Don't worry, daughter-in-law."

It's been three days since he came to the city, and he hasn't met a single supernatural person or martial artist. It seems that those people are either hidden from the world, or they are busy practicing somewhere, and it doesn't look like the two of them are running around.

At five o'clock in the morning, Mu Ziteng climbed over the wall, came to the entrance of the black market with a basket on his back, paid the entry fee, and entered the alley of the black market.

Many people have come to the current black market, whether they are buying or selling, the whole alley is quiet.

Seeing a few village women sitting next to each other to buy eggs, and two people beside them picking eggs, I thought that Xiao Lingzi couldn't do without eggs during confinement. Many, after all, this item will always be in short supply in the next 20 years.

Mu Ziteng came to the village woman who bought eggs in three steps and two steps, and asked in a low voice: "Sister, how do you sell your eggs?"

"Twenty cents each, I have exactly one hundred here, if you want them all, I'll sell them to you for eighteen cents." The woman also responded in a low voice.

Her voice was urgent, and Mu Ziteng naturally recognized it, looked up at the other party and said, "Sister, your eggs are not cheap, and the asking price is five cents more expensive than others."

The supply and marketing cooperative only sold eggs for seven cents each, which more than tripled in the black market, but it would only become more expensive in the future, so he didn't stand up and walk away.