There’s no guarantee that one day I’ll die in the blink of an eye.

Author: ginger porridge

There’s no guarantee that one day I’ll die in the blink of an eye.

After causing a group of people to speculate, You Yu stopped replying.

As for Zi, he was still like a normal person, and he still dared to show up.

Yanzi: "Trading sardines, three steamed buns for one."

As soon as her news was released, the district chat exploded.

"Fish! Normal fish! Where can such normal seafood come from?!"

"Tears of envy flowed from the corners of my mouth. After I came here, all I could eat was steamed buns. If I had some other food on hand, I would rush to change ingredients. I feel like I'm almost turning into a steamed bun now."

"I am so different! I really want to eat something else, and I almost feel like a bird is out of my mouth."

"Salt and pepper sardines, fried sardines, pan-fried sardines... My billionaire superpower, come over here and change it for me!"

The hunger value increased by sardines is actually about the same as two steamed buns, and it does not add any life experience.

Therefore, Yan Zi did not think about making more money. After all, it had only been a short time since Ou Niao was defeated, and most people were not rich in materials.

Mainly for those who have some food on hand but are tired of steamed buns and want to try something different.

Although their values ​​have now become game values, the hunger value is not a problem as long as they eat, and there is no need to worry about nutrition or health issues at all.

But as a human, the five senses are still there, so it’s not a problem to keep stuffing steamed buns with nothing to eat.

There are few people who want to change the taste, but it is not impossible.

This transaction is obviously not as enthusiastic as before. In the past, her backend private messages would have been flooded. But now most people are just chatting in the chat.

Only two messages came in.

"Haha, your price for sardines is too high. Instead of three buns, I think one is just right."

The first person to knock on her private message window was a well-known person in the district chat. He was the buddy who had been with Haha since he first came to Haha. His name can be seen on the profile card, which is Ma Ao.

Generally speaking, the first sentence is easier to discuss.

"The satiety value of sardines is higher than that of steamed buns." So you still need to use your brain a little bit before bargaining.

"But you don't like eating, do you?" Ma Ao guessed it casually but he was right.

Because Yanzi is still in the top three in the rankings no matter what, and he has exchanged so many Ke Chong liquids before. Even if he is short of materials and supplies, he will not starve to death.

If an ordinary person had such a good opportunity to change their taste, they would have put it on the fire and grilled it themselves, but she hung out several of them at once.

"Haha, I'm not telling you. It's a waste if you don't eat it yourself. Now everyone is scared of gulls and want to keep more food on hand. Steamed buns are a basic staple food. Who among them would be willing to take them like me?

Did you come out to change it?"

Ma Ao's advice was serious.

Yan Zi had spoken in the district chat, and his voice sounded like he was only in his early twenties.

I originally thought that after I said this, the other party would have some considerations and would agree if he didn't say anything more, but he realized it when he came back to his senses.

The person is no longer in the chat interface.

While Ma Yao was almost furious in his heart, Yan Zi was only busy dealing with the second customer.

This person named Liu Bazhao has no hidden personal information. You can see above that he is a chubby middle-aged man.

Wearing a suit with a bulging fabric and a black high hat on his head.

On his ten short, fat fingers and around his neck were various golden necklaces and rings. He looked like a wealthy nouveau riche, but his expression was very reserved and restrained. He was also leaning on a cane, and his legs and feet looked inconvenient.

"Hello."

The other party spoke first, with a polite tone, "I want to ask if those sardines are still there? I want to replace them all."

"Everyone is here, it's okay." Yan Zi said simply.

"Also, can you make a bed?"

The middle-aged man asked again. "This raft is hard and damp, and it makes my back hurt every night. If there is any, I can provide the materials myself."

"And I can already make a quilt, but it's a thin quilt without quilting. If you don't mind, this will be used as hard work."

Not to mention that the quilt also requires cloth, and the other party's hard work is not cheap, so there is no reason to refuse.

Although the temperature is getting hotter day by day, you still need to prepare in advance for keeping warm.

"no problem."

Yan Zi first made the wooden bed with his own materials, and then the other party put the materials and quilt on the scale.

[Transaction successful! Quilt × 1, steamed buns × 9]

▲Quilt: A bedding sleeping product, large enough for two people. Currently not quilted.

The stuff is much more durable than expected, and the feel is quite good, but it is only as thin as a sheet. And the most important thing is...

Yan Zi looked at the bright red and green patterns on it with a darkened face, and finally understood why the other party was so generous to the cloth. This kind of pattern is what grandparents would probably complain about!

Nowadays, the grandfathers and grandmothers in the interstellar world are very fashionable.

Her current hair color is the result of many enthusiastic recommendations from the old lady at the barber shop she has been going to since she was a child.

In the early years, she recommended long hair to Yan Hui, a college student, saying that he would look good with long hair.

Yan Hui had always been obedient and good-tempered, which was in sharp contrast to her. So he agreed at that time, but soon after he joined the Silver Star Camp, he was unable to implement the idea.

Thinking of Yan Hui, the mood on Yan Zi's face finally changed a little.

When she was in high school, Yan Hui had already gone to college. When she went to college, he entered the Silver Star Camp in the blink of an eye. He finally caught up with him. For more than ten years, it was like a banner, but the ending was like that blurred face.

The same photos...

So he quit the sixth group later and went to the barber shop for the last time. The old woman who had almost watched the two of them grow up asked him with concern as usual. Yanzi couldn't say anything and could only ask her with a complicated smile.

Dye your own hair…

"Guji——"

Lan Dan squeezed in next to her at some point, and his two big blue eyes were staring at her with concern.

"I'm fine."

Yan Zi wiped his face and shook off the negative emotions, "I was just thinking about what kind of coffin is more suitable." I guarantee that one day I will die in this stupid game in the blink of an eye, and my body will not be miserable.

Naturally, Lan Dan didn't understand what the coffin she was talking about was.

He just got into her coat and tried his best to stick it on her waist.

Yan Zi was holding the child in his arms and was about to lecture him on the importance of independence. However, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a hazy shadow not far away...

She frowned slightly and quietly used the pole to paddle the raft closer.

Now the raft is no longer the small piece it was at the beginning, and has a lot of things on it. Instead, the pole is just a long and thin pole, which is not easy to paddle, but apart from the fact that the speed is not as fast as before, the raft is not as fast as before.

I didn't feel tired at all.

When she got closer, she finally saw what it was...
Chapter completed!