Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Ignoring the howling sounds coming from the alley.

On the other hand, Zhao Ke's pot of stewed stew seemed to be sold out, but the cook never showed up.

Zhao Ke who did it also looked depressed.

Fortunately, a pot of marinated cooking brought Zhao Ke a surprising amount of benefits.

Zhao Ke was focused on observing the surroundings, trying to find the figure of the cook, but he didn't notice that the postage points in his stamp album were gradually increasing.

When Zhao Ke found out that the Luzhu was almost sold out.

Looking at the postal points in the stamp album again, I realized that my postal points had already reached 320 postal points.

This pot of stewing brought Zhao Ke a net profit of more than 100 postal points.

The point is, the cost is less than 1 point of postage, and there is no need to pay taxes.

"Hey, this is more profitable than those celebrities, and it can be tax-evaded openly!"

Looking at his income, Zhao Ke finally calmed down a lot from the depression in his heart.

"Brother, is there any more?? You can also give me some soup."

Some people saw that the stew was sold out, and they began to remember the little brine in the pot.

However, Ke Zhao put the things away: "Sorry, it's sold out, wait until next time."

After packing up his things, Ke Zhao wandered around the ghost market and bought some junk stamps as fuel for Da Xia Ding.

I can't find it this time, I will continue to look for it next time, Zhao Ke doesn't believe it, how long can the cook hold on.

After all, the formula is still in my hands, the key is that if I continue like this, I don't seem to have to worry about posting.

Just when Zhao Ke was about to leave, a familiar scent flashed past his nose.

Zhao Ke turned his head subconsciously, and saw a figure disappearing into the side alley.

"is her!"

Chapter 672 Hurry Up

Zhao Ke's expression changed, and he ran after him. He would never admit that he was wrong, the figure from behind must be the cook.

Immediately, Zhao Ke stepped forward to catch up.

He just passed through the alley, but saw a groggy ruin in front of him, only the cook was gone.

"Is she hiding here?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke planned to walk inside, but within two steps, there seemed to be a transparent wall in front of him, blocking Zhao Ke's footsteps.

At the same time, a reminder sounded from Zhao Ke's stamp album.

[Reminder: Abandoned land, your permission is temporarily unable to enter]

"The Abandoned Land??"

Zhao Ke had never heard of this place, but he could tell that the dilapidated environment in front of him was completely different from the splendor in the ghost city.

"How can I get in??"

Zhao Ke tried a few more times, but found that he still couldn't get in, and a prompt always appeared, indicating that his authority was not enough.

This inevitably made Zhao Ke extremely annoyed.

But after several attempts, Zhao Ke also gave up. He even used the Three Shadows of the Cunning Fox, but he couldn't rush in.

The invisible wall in front of him was like a forbidden place where he was strictly forbidden to step, and he was not given a chance to enter at all.

"Damn it, I can only find a chance to ask Smoking Gun."

Zhao Ke gave up such a meaningless struggle, after all, there is no way out, no matter how much he tried, it was futile.

If you want to go in, you should first figure out where this place is.

It's just that in the past, he would take the initiative to find his big smoking gun, but this time he didn't show up.

Ordinarily, he bought stewed stew everywhere, but his dog nose has already popped out.

"Maybe it's entering the horror space."

Zhao Ke thought about it, and didn't stay any longer. If Smoking Gun really left the ghost market and waited in the ghost market by himself, he would probably have to wait a long time before this guy came out.

He looked back at the abandoned land behind him.

Unwilling, Zhao Ke left here anyway.

Back in reality, Zhao Ke helped Luo Qing tidy up and salute.

Not to mention, this kid has been with the old man the longest, and he has indeed inherited a lot of the old man's demeanor.

For example, the bed sheet that Zhao Ke didn't even want to touch.

He gave the boy two sets of clothes for a change of clothes. At this moment, Zhao Ke saw a notebook on the table.

From the looks of it, this little junior brother of mine is still hardworking every day, at least he can write notes.

This comforted Zhao Ke a lot.

Among the three seniors, my aptitude is the worst.

Song Heng is undoubtedly the best in aptitude and savvy.

And Luo Qing is second only to senior brother.

It's just that people's pursuits are different, just like the old Sambar said.

Not everyone is qualified to be a pure person.

The reason why I and my senior brother were in a relationship was because from my point of view, money is a pair of rubbish.

But on the other hand, from the perspective of a big brother, it is absolutely impossible to have no money.

And although Luo Qing was a little out of business, according to what the old man said, it meant that he was delving into crooked ways.

But this guy's talent and savvy far surpassed his own.

If he works hard, Zhao Ke is really looking forward to a rising star in the kitchen in the future.