There is a large gathering place for survivors outside Jieshan Village. When Qiao Lingxiang came, she didn't see clearly. Now she followed Xiaomou, and then she realized that it was a super large flea market here.

Its prosperity is something Qiao Lingxiang has never seen before when she has traveled so many places.

There are many streets in this flea market. Each street is only two-lane wide. The street points to Jieshan Village. There is no end to the end of the street. Survivors set up houses and stalls on both sides of the street.

There are everything on the street stalls, before and after the end of the end of the world, and there are a wide range of things.

There are many people setting up stalls and many people buying things.

Qiao Lingxiang was dazzled. If Cen Yi hadn't led her forward, she would have been unable to control her wallet and would have been buying hard.

Diao Mingzhu is actually similar to Qiao Lingxiang's moral character. It is probably a woman's nature to love shopping. Moreover, Diao Mingzhu has no man holding her hand, so she has long run away.

The interface is full of people and prosperous scenes, compared to the vegetable market before the end of the world.

Qiao Lingxiang pulled Cen Yi's hand, and the man in front was wearing a black baseball cap, which was the same style as the hat on her head. He turned around, with questions in his eyes, looking at Qiao Lingxiang.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, Qiao Lingxiang said:

"Brother Cen Yi, we will find a stall here in the future. How about it?"

Qiao Lingxiang likes setting up stalls very much. She likes to collect supplies and also likes to set up stalls to sell supplies. When she was in Xiangcheng, she and Cen Yilu Zhengqing and others set up stalls to sell weapons. They had a very happy time.

Of course she is also very happy now, but before that period, she had been living in a tragic world with no sunshine, so when life began to move from darkness to sunshine, the transition period of mood in it seemed particularly impressive.

Such memories directly affected Qiao Lingxiang's personal preferences. Yes, she likes to set up stalls. When the world gets better, she and Cen Yi retire, and then they will make some money by setting up stalls.

Qiao Lingxiang thinks that this life should not be too comfortable.

Cen Yi smiled under the brim of the hat, clasped the corner of his mouth, and squeezed Qiao Lingxiang's hand tightly and responded with the word "good".

When the end of the world has passed and everything has returned to normal, he will stop being the highest commander of Xiangcheng garrison. He returned the title to Ye Yiming, and moved to Jieshan Village with Qiao Lingxiang, and set up stalls with his grandparents.

Then, he also wants to have a baby with the girl he likes.

No, a bunch of kids.

Cen Yi made plans in his mind and walked forward with his beard.

When I arrived at the hotel that Xiaomouzi mentioned, it was actually a two-story cement house on the street. It was decorated in an ordinary way, and it was equipped with a neon sign with iron windows. It said...

Qiao Lingxiang looked up at the red and green signs of the iron window hotel, subconsciously didn't want to go in. She turned her head and looked at the name of the hotel next door, the No. 1 Supervisory Hotel, the hotel under the prison, waiting for a thousand years to go back to the hotel, etc., all of which were of this style.

The little bearded man who was leading the way turned around and saw Qiao Lingxiang hesitant, he understood and said with a smile:

"It's your first time visiting prison, so you may not be used to the characteristics of our place. Our iron window hotel is the most hygienic on this street. Although our door is small, the environment of our room is very good."

Xiaomouzi was afraid that the business he got would change, so he tried his best to boast about the many great hotels in his home. In fact, except for the people who set up stalls on both sides of the road, most of them were hotels.

And most of the names are related to prisons.

Qiao Lingxiang hesitated, but still held Cen Yi's hand and entered the iron window of Binguang in the house.

She thought about it when she was on the way, because she didn't know when the people in Jieshan Village received a telegram from Lu Lecheng, so she made a plan to settle down for the time being and chose another company. It would be better to just go to this hotel now.

She and Cen Yi sneaked out of the camp, and it was not easy to stay outside for too long. At most, they would wait until evening. If Jieshan Village didn't let her and Cen Yi go in at night, they would have to break in.

With this plan, Qiao Lingxiang and Cen Yi opened a room while Xiaowang was chattering and temporarily went into the room to rest.

Cen Yi didn't feel anything, but Qiao Lingxiang looked around as soon as she entered the hotel room, and said to the bearded man who sent them up:

"You don't have a good environment here, and you have collected so many relics from me."

It is probably similar to the small hotels before the end of the world, with a general environment. Because it occupies the favorable terrain of tourist attractions, the price is expensive.

The bearded man smiled and wanted to say something, but when he saw Qiao Lingxiang and Cen Yi both entered the room, he didn't say anything. He was quite good at echoing Qiao Lingxiang a few times and closed the door for the two of them.

Strange.

Qiao Lingxiang felt a little weird in her heart, and saw Cen Yi take off the backpack on her back and put it directly on the chair beside the bed.

This backpack could have been placed directly in Qiao Lingxiang's space, but Cen Yi has become a habit of cross-country. When he was about to travel far, he didn't carry any heavy objects on his back. He felt that it was not that good, so this time he sneaked out of the front line camp and he made a big backpack for himself.

All of them are placed for garage off-road purposes.

There were two beds in the room. When checking in, Qiao Lingxiang agreed to Xiaomou's beard that she wanted a double bed.

At this time, Qiao Lingxiang sat by the bed, looking at Cen Yi who was stretching in the room, and she said:

"I heard that we have paid for our salary. With our ID number and facial authentication, we can get it from the mission center. I don't know how much money we have. Why don't we go to the mission center to take a look later?"

"How much money is yours."

Cen Yi sat down and sat on the bed opposite Qiao Lingxiang. He looked at her, tilted his body and lay on his own bed, his arms resting behind his head, and his head slightly turned towards Qiao Lingxiang. He wanted to talk to her, but at first glance he saw a box of condoms on the bedside table.

There is also a price code on it, which means that there is an additional fee to use this thing.

There are still condoms these days, which are produced before the end of the end of the world, or are produced after the end of the end of the world? If they are produced before the end of the world, will they not expire?

Cen Yi couldn't help but think about it a little randomly, and was afraid that his messy thoughts would be seen by Yanxiang, so he moved his eyes a little and looked at Qiao Lingxiang again.
Chapter completed!