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

"Chef Zhang, hurry up and weigh yourself." Mu Ziteng didn't want to waste time here, they still have a lot of things to do in a hurry.

"Okay, say it." After Chef Zhang finished speaking, he waved to the two people behind him, while his eyes were brightly looking at the wild boar on the cart.

Together, the four men quickly weighed the wild boar, which was 430 two catties, four yuan per catty, and a total of 720 yuan.

Chef Zhang counted the money on the spot, and looked at Mu Ziteng, thinking that the other party would have to count it again, but who knew that the other party reached out to take the money and put it directly into his pocket.

Chef Zhang: ...

Is it so casual?

That's more than 1000 yuan.

"Chef Zhang, goodbye!" After the transaction was over, Mu Ziteng walked in the same direction as he was pushing the cart back and forth.

"Hey...goodbye!" Chef Zhang waved to the backs of the two of them.

After a pause, he said to the backs of the two of them: "The next time you catch prey, keep coming to me. The price is absolutely fair."

The two teleported to the door of Xiaomei's house, Mu Ziteng released the cart, Jian Qingling put twenty bags of grain on the cart, each bag was fifty catties, it was so dangerous that the cart almost couldn't fit it.

"Knock, buckle..." Jian Qingling stepped forward to knock on the door.

As soon as the knock on the door fell, the people inside opened the door without even asking.

This made Jian Qingling stand awkwardly in mid-air with his outstretched hand for the second time.

"Stupid, let me go." Seeing Jian Qingling standing so stupidly at the door, Xiaomei pushed him amusedly.

Jian Qingling withdrew her hand and stepped aside, "Looking at your speed, are you already waiting for me at the door?"

"Smug you, I'm not waiting for you on a special trip, but waiting for your food." Xiaomei stepped out of the door without forgetting to tease her.

A tall man came out from behind her, with a Chinese character face and straight eyebrows, he could only be regarded as handsome, but he was the type that women of this age liked.

Steady.

Before Jian Qingling could ask, Xiaomei pulled the man to the front of the cart and said to the two, "This is my man, Zhou Haijun."

Then he looked at Zhou Haijun and said, "Hai Hai, she is the little spirit I told you about, that is her man, surnamed Mu."

In fact, Xiaomei only knows that the two people in front of her are named Mu and Xiaoling, but she doesn't know the specifics. When they introduced each other to Xiaoling, they simply communicated so much.

It was right for her to introduce her man today.

"Hello, Comrade Zhou." Mu Ziteng stretched out his hand first.

"Hello, Comrade Mu." Zhou Haijun stretched out his hand and shook it back.

The two men's hands touched each other.

"Xiaomei, it's better to quickly move these grains into your home for insurance." Jian Qingling looked around, her mental power just now reflected that someone was coming in this direction, and she didn't know if they would come to their alley.

"That's right, Navy, move quickly."

Xiaomei, who was walking around the scooter, was reminded by Jian Qingling, and she also reacted. Now those inspection teams who are catching private business will go to these small alleys from time to time. She just saw a cart full of Food was so excited that I almost forgot about it.

"Okay." After Zhou Haijun responded, he immediately carried it and walked home.

"Wu Mu, you go to help too."

Mu Ziteng saw that Zhou Haijun could carry two bags of grain at a time, and the twenty bags of grain could be carried in ten rounds, so he stood aside and watched, but at this time his wife asked him to come forward to help.

The daughter-in-law said so, there must be his reasons, and Mu Ziteng didn't take the initiative to ask why, and walked into the house with a bag of grain in one hand.

"There seems to be footsteps coming over there. Just in case, why don't we push the cart into the house?" After the two of them moved all the food into the house, Jian Qingling turned to Xiao Mei said.

"Are there footsteps? Why didn't I hear them?" Xiaomei looked around and asked in a low voice, puzzled.

Jian Qingling nodded.

"Then let's quickly carry it into the house." Xiaomei hurriedly called Jian Qingling for help.

This board was placed carelessly at the door of his house, and others would know what was going on at a glance. If the person who came was from the inspection team, wouldn't those people rush into her house to seize the house?

After the two of them carried the cart into the house together, they immediately closed the door. Fortunately, the cart was not too big, otherwise the small door would not allow the cart to enter the house.

"What's wrong? Xiaomei."

When Zhou Haijun and Mu Ziteng came out of the back room, they saw them sitting on the stool, his wife was out of breath, while Comrade Xiaoling looked calm and composed.

And what happened to the cart that was carried to the house?

"Shh..." Xiaomei stretched out a finger on her mouth to make a gesture of not speaking.

Zhou Haijun shut up immediately, and soon the footsteps of several people were heard at the door of his house.

He understood what was going on. It was really dangerous. Fortunately, his wife responded quickly.

Mu Ziteng sat quietly beside Jian Qingling, and when his wife asked him to help carry food, he sensed something was wrong, and his wife would not ask him to help for no reason.

The footsteps outside disappeared, and after a while, footsteps sounded again. After another ten minutes passed, there was no more footsteps. Those people should have come out of the alley.

Xiaomei stood up and said, "Okay, those people won't come here again, let's check the food quantity now."

People from the inspection team usually only check once. If they haven't heard a sound for such a long time, they should have left.

The four of them went to another room, which was about the same size as the room they stayed in before, and inside was Xiaomei's special room for storing food.

Five hundred catties of rice and five hundred catties of wheat flour, a total of 800 yuan.

Jian Qingling took the brand new stacks of Great Unity, and said with a smile: "Xiaomei, you didn't just withdraw the money from the bank today, did you?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" She didn't dare to put so much cash at home.

"Okay, the goods on my side have been settled, how is the rice tofu on your side?" Jian Qingling put the money into the messenger bag used as a cover.

"Who am I? I've already made it. Come with me." Xiaomei brought the two of them to the room where she kept the rice tofu.

Twenty pots couldn't fit on the table, so they were placed on the ground. In order not to take up space, several pots were stacked together with a wooden board in between.

"There are so many, I'm afraid your cart can't hold them." Xiaomei said worriedly.

"It doesn't matter, if you can't fit it once, do it again, just to delay you some time."

"It doesn't matter then."

Xiaomei and Zhou Haijun helped carry the pots to the cart outside. The cart can only hold ten pots at a time, and it took them half an hour to go back and forth twice.