The last volume of the base chief

Jiang Wenwen smiled awkwardly: "You know I still have some gold bars, don't you want to sell them to me?"

"I want a wooden warehouse, as long as it's a wooden warehouse!"

"I don't have it anymore, I really don't have it anymore..."

"Haha, do you think I believe it? I know the people of the Tang Dynasty best!"

Jiang Wenwen looked at the goods on the sledge and said firmly: "I want antihypertensive medicine!"

I had already bought another month's supply of antihypertensive medicines before, but now Jiang Wenwen still wants them. The more antihypertensive medicines, the better. After all, she doesn't know when she will be able to return to the Federation.

Vasili stretched his big hand into the air, and a horse boy immediately delivered a package among his five paws.

"Is half a year old okay? Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Wenwen's spine went cold. But he still said indifferently: "Not satisfied enough. Because the goods I still have are not ordinary goods."

“Friends don’t lie to friends!”

Even if Jiang Wenwen lives in an ivory tower, she has heard the word "killing", but Vasili doesn't know that he doesn't need to teach him well.

"and many more!"

Jiang Wenwen closed the door and walked to her and her mother's bedroom.

"Wenwen, who is it?" Grandpa Jiang and her mother were both in the living room, and they asked her.

"My friend, I bought the groceries. I came in to get something for him."

The two of them looked worried, but they didn't say anything. After a while, Jiang Wenwen carried a fishing bag and went out. But the two of them knew exactly what was inside.

After tearing open the package, Vasili's pupils shrank suddenly: "How many do you have?"

Wenwen stretched out two fingers.

"20?"

Wenwen shook her fingers slightly. Mysterious expression

"200?"

"My last inventory, but as you know, I want more than just supplies on a sledge. You can choose. I want a lot more than that."

"Name your price."

"A name, a polar car!"

"I have to think!"

"Okay, I can wait, but next time I negotiate the price, I have to add more weight!"

"Never, no, the person negotiating the price with me must have equal weight. If I can afford it, can you pay it?"

"Try it!" Jiang Wenwen closed the door and stepped back.

Vasili laughed and left, leaving only the supplies on the sledge at the gate.

Jiang Wenwen entered the living room and lay down on the thick carpet as soon as her feet went soft. Mr. Jiang looked at her: "My dear granddaughter, you are really spoiled by me. Do you know that you are a girl and you can be spoiled?" Be brutal but don't be willful. When your uncle's people come, we will be able to return to the Federation safely."

"Grandpa, I just want to try to see if I can do it!"

"Oh, you are just disobedient. Your uncle's people are coming, but you can't let others know." Will they come? Jiang Wenwen didn't want to tell the truth: "I listen to grandpa!"

Grandpa Jiang looked at her and nodded assuredly. This child is also for his own good. If the child is not blessed, let alone himself, he will starve to death, and the high blood pressure... ugh.

Grandpa Jiang hesitated and looked at his granddaughter without saying anything.

Mother Jiang didn't say anything, she just brought the coffee and bread. The family of three finished eating without saying a word.

Two hours later, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Wenwen walked out, and a minute later, a burst of hearty laughter came from outside the door. Jiang Wenwen came back, put on her woolen clothes and walked out again.

Half an hour later, she came in with a bunch of keys and a pressure trailer. Entering the bedroom, she moved the boxes one by one to the trailer. There were twenty long boxes. It was not difficult to push the cart under pressure. Jiang Wenwen dragged it out.

There was a noise outside the door, and then Wenwen came in again, dragging ten more boxes out. After a while, Jiang Wenwen entered the house.

Then, she pointed to a small player in her hand: "Grandpa, this is a piece of news I bought. Please listen to it. This player is disposable. You can only listen to it once."

Seeing Grandpa Jiang sitting upright on the sofa, Wenwen clicked the broadcast button:

"I don't know the name. I heard him introduce himself as Aren. My subordinates heard him calling a believer. He told me that you, a group of three old, middle-aged and young people, don't want me to do anything. They just want me to monitor you. Action, you want me to find someone to prevent you from buying food and medicine."

"Is it just surveillance?"

"I won't do what he wants, and I will never accept jobs that endanger people's lives. I am a businessman with a downline."

"What does Ani look like!"

"He's 1 meters tall and looks like a Tang Dynasty man. If you ask me to tell you, I can't tell you clearly. This is a screenshot from my surveillance. I'll send it to you."

……

The machine idled for ten seconds, then exploded with a loud bang. The sound was very small, but it was probably the sound of the recording element being blown up and shattered into pieces.

This is a high-tech that is popular in the black market in the Sluo Kingdom. It is a disposable radio and playback device. It is very high-tech. When playing the sound, it can also identify whether there is a radio-recording device within two meters nearby. If there is, it will self-destruct immediately.

Wenwen opened her cell phone, and there was a photo inside. The photo was very clear. None of the three of them knew this Aren, but his body shape was familiar to them.

"Grandpa, I bought a polar car this time. It performs very well and has some food. Let's move somewhere!"

"..." After listening to these words, Grandpa Jiang felt as if his energy had been drained out. Why, he couldn't figure it out. He didn't know the name Aren, but this figure followed him every day. He couldn't be more familiar with it. .

As for the good believer, that is another name for his biological son. He didn't want to mention it, it was too exciting. This was the leader of the Jiang family that he had trained wholeheartedly. His successor. Who can I blame? I can only blame myself. Either my seed is not good, or my education is not good. If a son fails to teach his father, he is just reaping the consequences and deserves it.

"It's freezing outside, kid. Grandpa can't drag you down."

"Grandpa, you know I would never think that way. Come with me. Trust me, I will definitely be able to take you back to the Federation safely."

Mother Jiang looked at him pitifully like a frustrated daughter-in-law. Grandpa Jiang smiled and nodded.

"Okay, let's be a wanderer for three generations!"

Mother Jiang stood up happily and started to pack her luggage. In fact, there was nothing to pack.

Grandpa Jiang is old, but his spirit is quite high. He knows that if he doesn't hold on to his spirit and tries to fight with his granddaughter, the granddaughter who is most like his wife will definitely freeze in this flower-like flower. age.

Grandpa Jiang began to pack his medicine. As for the clothes, he only had one on his body and a pair of underwear, but not much else.

Mother Jiang is not much better. What she wants to pack are the three pieces of fur she bought before and a few pieces of leather, which are used to keep warm.
Wenwen loaded the pressure truck with the food she just bought and moved it to the polar expedition vehicle parked outside the door. Opening the trunk, there were indeed several oil barrels on it. Wenwen opened one barrel and was greeted by a pungent smell of gasoline. Tighten the lid without opening the other four. Start loading cans and waiting for food on top.