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Chapter Forty-Eight: The Vegetable Market

After Zhou Zheng took care of his injuries, someone knocked on the door of the ancestral hall again.

Zhou Zheng and Aqua looked at each other, and then continued playing the game happily.

There was no thought of answering the knock on the door.

"Ancestor! Ancestor!"

The knock on the door sounded again, accompanied by calls.

Hearing the shouting, Qin Mojun walked to the door helplessly.

Then Zhou Zheng heard his conversation with his great-grandchildren.

"Then...where is the fat man?"

"I saw that she disturbed you, ancestor, when you were taking a rest, so I drove her away."

"Well, you did a good job, what do you want?"

"We brought wine here."

"Uh-huh? Wine?"

Hearing the word wine, Aqua became obviously excited, and the characters she controlled also made mistakes one after another.

It seems that the goddess is also eavesdropping.

"Isn't this...the one we were asked to bring over?"

The expression on the courier boy's face was as if a piece of shit was placed in front of him and he had to eat it.

"Master Zhou Zheng, thank you."

"You're welcome, you have really worked hard recently, and these are rewards for you.

But those wines need to be carefully inspected to make sure they are fine before you can drink them."

Qin Mojun had a strange look on his face. This was obviously his wine, and he had also moved the things in.

In the end, just because Zhou Zheng mentioned it, all the thanks went to him.

Qin Mojun pulled the wine cabinet to the corner of the ancestral hall and put it there.

The originally quaint ancestral hall is now filled with all kinds of garbage.

He looked at his territory with heartache.

"Before you came, my place was as quiet as a cemetery.

As a result, as soon as you arrived, this place turned into a vegetable market."

"Isn't this nice?"

"The key is that you robbed my territory and used me as a servant!"

Zhou Zheng said without looking back:

"No, before I leave, this is my territory.

Wage earners, you have nothing to do anyway, so go ahead and cook.

We have all the ingredients, let’s make something rich for lunch today.”

Wage earner: "I'm free, what about you?"

In his eyes, as a player, Zhou Zheng doesn't practice levels day by day and doesn't complete tasks.

It's simply shameful!

Zhou Zheng skillfully controlled the character and was easily knocked to the ground by the mob.

"Don't look at me like this, I am the president of the First Guild, and I have endless things to deal with every day.

It’s just that I have mastered the ability to multi-task, so I can play games and handle things at the same time.”

The old working man spat hard, put on his apron and got into the kitchen to cook.

After Aqua, the characters controlled by Zhou Zheng also died gloriously.

He put down the controller and silently swore that he would never play two-player games with Aqua again.

This guy is really unreliable!

Zhou Zheng skillfully opened his personal panel, ignored all 99 messages, and found his four kings.

The most recent message asked where he died.

Zhou Zheng thought for a long time, found Zhang Nan and sent a message.

"Brother Nan, how are you doing lately?"

Zhang Nan: "Hey, whose handsome guy is this? Why do you come to see me when you have time?"

"Stop making trouble, I have something to do with you."

"Hey, I know that if you show your courtesy for nothing, you will either spend it or steal it."

"Collect two teleportation scrolls for me and ask for coordinates near Antarctica or Bermuda."

These two places are marked by the sign-in system with golden career change props.

He has been stuck at level 30 for a long time, and it's time to change classes.

Zhou Zheng felt that Xiaoyi was traveling too slowly, and the day lilies were cold even after the round trip.

"Okay, I'll give it a try, but I don't have much hope. Usually few people take advantage of teleportation scrolls."

Zhou Zheng hesitated for a while and then said:

"I can get the teleportation scroll. If necessary, I can contact a local. I just need to register the coordinates."

There are teleportation scrolls for sale in the Merit Mall.

It's just that Zhou Zheng has no idea how to get meritorious deeds.

Use a little or a little, it will make him feel bad.

Zhang Nan: "Okay, that's much easier. I'll look for it first."

"I put 50 gold coins in the treasury. You can use that money."

"Does this count as a public weapon for private use?"

"Didn't I put this in?"

"Once you put it in, it's mine."

"It's okay, the guild is mine."

After Zhang Nan and Zhou Zheng chatted for a while, they started talking about serious matters.

"I have some opinions about the construction of the guild and want to talk to you about it."

Zhou Zheng was shocked and returned instantly.

"Needless to say, I believe you, and I will do whatever you say!"

Zhang Nan:……

"You don't even bother to listen. How dare you say this is your guild?"

Zhou Zheng: "Ah, my stomach hurts so much. I can't bear it anymore. In order to prevent the smell from spreading to you along the network cable, I got off first."

Zhang Nan:……

After handling the guild affairs, Zhou Zheng skillfully picked up the game controller and started a new round of gaming.

…………

Early next morning.

Just like yesterday, the door of the ancestral hall was knocked.

This time, without waiting for Zhou Zheng's urging, the old man ran over and opened the door.

Zhou Zheng even took the initiative to praise him for this.

"Well, you have finally adapted to your new identity, not bad."

"Bah, go to hell! This is the work of labor and management."

After being treated like this by Zhou Zheng for three days, Qin Mojun started to speak dirty words.

This shows that this guy is still very cultured.

Zhou Zheng had a mysterious smile on his face. What he didn't tell Qin Mojun was that he actually asked someone to deliver something today.

Zhou Zheng looked through the window and saw the vast expanse of white outside.

Thick fog enveloped the ancestral hall, and the surrounding visibility was less than 2 meters.

"It's really foggy today."

At this time Qin Mojun shouted.

"Hey, that one named Zhou Mingzheng."

"You're not polite. Have you ever called me master that way? You're such a rude old man."

Old boy:……

Qin Mojun thought it was a dog barking just now and continued:

"Can you help me move my things? Those guys don't know where the people are. They put the things at the door and ran away. I can't get out of the ancestral hall, so I have to rely on you."

Just when Zhou Zheng was about to go out and move things.

He suddenly stopped and stared at the white mist in front of him.

Zhou Zheng felt a dangerous aura above the white mist.

And it's a very familiar sense of danger.

"Have you seen this thing...?"

"What the hell? Isn't this just fog? If I couldn't go out, why would I need your help?"

Zhou Zheng sneered and then said:

"It's just that I can't go out. I can always stretch my hand, right?"

Qin Mojun put his hand into the mist and quickly pulled it back.

"Fuck! I lost blood."

Zhou Zheng nodded confidently.

"It seems that's indeed the case!"

"Brother Zhou, what do you think?"

"It must be that those despicable Qin family members couldn't stand my oppression and humiliation, so they planned to use these methods to kill me."

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