Low value? How low is it to be considered low value?

Zhou Qingfeng grabbed his computer casually, and soon a consciousness in his mind told him: complex industrial products are not considered low-value. He ran to grab a bottle of water, but in 2016, the water in time and space was considered low-value, but in Manhattan in 2030, he was not yet particularly lacking in water.

What is the world in 2030 lacking? It lacks clean food and drinking water, necessary social security, medicines and medical staff, information circulation is also very poor, and transportation is even more inconvenient. However, these cannot be changed easily.

Zhou Qingfeng had been worried about his food and drink in the wasteland world before. The reality was indeed as he thought - the food he could find was all storage-resistant things such as biscuits, bread, meat sausages, etc. After a week of chaos, fresh vegetables and fruits had long been cut off.

Thinking of the fruit, Zhou Qingfeng's eyes fell on the big bags of oranges he bought yesterday. The oranges that the young woman got from the farm wholesale market are really good, with thin skin and sweet flesh. He, a big eater, eliminated thirty or forty kilograms in a day.

Zhou Qingfeng grabbed a few oranges, and these things were listed as low-value supplies. He picked up all the remaining oranges, and the quantity was not large. Due to the fact that NTZ-49 strengthened his body, he could even carry a load of half a ton in the event of an outbreak. At present, these oranges are not enough.

When he went out, he knocked on the door of the Guo family next door. After a few strokes, Guo Jiaming, a wicked and soft-boy, came out from behind the door and asked stutteringly: "What's wrong?"

"Where is your wife? I'll look for her."

When Guo Jiaming heard that Zhou Qingfeng came to find his wife, his face was unnatural and said unhappy: "My wife is my wife. Do you want to find her if you want?"

Zhou Qingfeng was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he pushed the door open. The TV was being played in the simple living room, and a box of takeaway was placed on the dining table, and there were only a few broken chairs and tables in other places.

Seeing that Yuan Mei was not there, Zhou Qingfeng turned around and left. He guessed that the young woman should be selling oranges at the sidewalk entrance near the residential building.

Guo Jiaming was hit by Zhou Qingfeng, and his shoulders were hurt. Seeing that he didn't say a word, he seemed to be looking for his wife. He couldn't help but shout loudly: "I said my surname is Zhou, are you too much? Do you tell me if you have something to do? What does it mean to just look for my wife?"

"I'm looking for you, a waste who is waiting to die, is it useful?" Zhou Qingfeng snorted coldly, and ran away in three or two steps.

When he walked out of the residential building, the young woman was indeed selling oranges under the street light at the sidewalk with a small cart. However, when Zhou Qingfeng saw her, four or five little hooligans were gathering in front of the orange stall to make fun of her.

"I said, big girl, my brother has packed all your car of oranges. You can accompany me to have fun, how about it?"

"That's right, our elder brother is rich, so he can find a lady on the table to take a few thousand. If you serve him, why are you selling oranges?"

"Brother, you have a good look. This woman looks very smart. The key is that the good woman has a good temperament! Her face and figure are at least two thousand yuan for a night."

Tianyang City's economy is in decline, and there are many things to steal. Young people who have no jobs are wandering around for fun. The various streets and alleys at night seem particularly unsafe.

There were five gangsters in front of me, one tall and strong, with a fat face, and were constantly reaching out to pinch the young woman's face. The remaining four little brothers were happily surrounding the woman and pushing her around, but they just didn't let her escape anyway.

Occasionally, some people came and went to the intersection, but other passers-by didn't say anything when they saw this situation. They walked a few steps under their feet and ignored the matter. The young woman was surrounded by five gangsters, extremely embarrassed, and could only shout in a crying voice: "Take these oranges away, don't make things difficult for me."

These little gangsters don’t want oranges. They clearly come to find trouble and ask for fun. Seeing that women are weak and can be bullied, what will happen in the end?

Zhou Qingfeng was furious when he saw it from behind and shouted: "What's the point of bullying women? If you have the ability, come to me."

The tall and strong gangster leader turned around, looked at Zhou Qingfeng strode forward, and said disdainfully: "I'm really open today. Are there people who are brave enough to do justice these days? Boy, you deserve a lesson!"

With a flash, a dagger appeared in the hands of the gangster leader. Several other gangsters also turned around and stared at Zhou Qingfeng with a bad expression. It seemed that these guys were used to being arrogant and were not afraid at all.

But the gangsters were not afraid of Zhou Qingfeng, and Zhou Qingfeng was not afraid of them. When dealing with these gangsters, he fucked directly, suddenly accelerated his feet, and stepped forward a few steps to kick the ball between the gangster's legs, kicking the other party's tall and strong body more than one meter high. With a scream, he flew out, and there was no sound when he landed on the ground.

I don’t know whether a person dies or not, the balls are definitely broken.

Seeing that the eldest brothers fell to the ground, the remaining four gangsters didn't come to their senses. Then they felt a whirlwind blowing in front of them, and they were beaten up in an instant, and they were lying on the ground with their hands and feet.

The young woman originally protected her body with both hands and was about to cry, but when she saw Zhou Qingfeng showing her might, she burst into tears instead.

"It's okay, why are you crying?" Zhou Qingfeng walked to the stall with dissatisfaction, looking at the pile of oranges, which were also big and beautiful, and it looked delicious. "I've asked for all these oranges."

The young woman sobbed a few times, but instead said stubbornly, "I won't sell my oranges to you."

"Why?" Zhou Qingfeng was confused.

"There are too many people selling oranges on the street. Why do you have to sell my oranges? You bought everything yesterday, but came again today. I have more than 200 kilograms here. Do you buy it and wait for it to rot?

I am a married woman, so I don’t want you to pity me. You are not afraid of others going around, but I also have to worry about rumors. So I won’t sell this orange to you.”

The young woman seemed to have been hiding in her heart for a long time and said it all. This made Zhou Qingfeng feel so happy, "You woman is really ungrateful. I just saved you, but you are still excited with me. Do you know what the ending will be if I don't come to help? Aren't you looking for shame? I'm going to be taken by these men, and I see what face you have?"

The young woman said it with great enthusiasm, but Zhou Qingfeng scolded her head and immediately became weak again. She lost her momentum and continued to stand behind the stall with her head shrank. She occasionally glanced at the five gangsters who were knocked to the ground, and she was also scared.

Just seeing Zhou Qingfeng pretending to be his own oranges, the young woman muttered again: "You are too fierce, and you are afraid of seeing them. If you don't sell them, you will force yourself to buy them."

"If you know you're afraid, just talk more. Come on and put the oranges in my mouth quickly. I really want them all." Zhou Qingfeng liked this cart of oranges, more than 200 kilograms. If you took them to the wasteland, it would be enough for him to eat for ten days.

Finally, the oranges were packed, and Zhou Qingfeng paid for it, but he had no money! He searched the five gangsters again and found several big wallets. The red 100-yuan bill was really a few thousand yuan.

"No, the money is all yours, I'll take the orange." Zhou Qingfeng was so domineering.

But taking the money searched from the gangster scared the young woman, "What should they do if you take the money from these bad guys, do they cause trouble for me?"

Zhou Qingfeng's solution to this problem is very simple. He went up and stepped on all the palms of the five gangsters to become comminuted fractures, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, their hands are all ruined. Even if they are cured, they can't come to cause trouble for you."
Chapter completed!