Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

If it were changed to reality, even ordinary local tyrants would not be able to afford it.

And this stamp fair will take several days.

Every day in the transaction, there will be a special person to give the transaction information, what you want to trade, what the other party wants, both sides need to discuss many times, and the transaction will only be made after bargaining.

In the middle is naturally the confidant, and no one knows who the transaction partner is.

Just after he came out of the horror space, Zhao Ke was also tired, so he soaked in the hot spring and looked through the transaction records of the past few days.

With the other hand, he took out the Life Willow tobacco rod, put the shredded tobacco on it, and smoked happily.

This time Zhao Ke changed to a different flavor.

The light smoke that comes out has a hint of red mist, but the taste is softer and smoother than before. It is inhaled into the lungs and then spit out by Zhao Ke.

The whole body is soaked in the hot spring, the muscles of the whole body are relaxed, and every pore is opened, which is indescribably comfortable.

However, it was accompanied by red smoke.

"Zi..."

Accompanied by the smell of meat, it permeates the kitchen of Hongyan Restaurant.

Seeing a pair of cloudy eyes, there was a flash of eager light, and when he looked back, he saw the corpse whose chest had been cut open.

Put down the shovel in your hand, and throw the meat in the pot into the trash can.

Turning around, it disappeared in front of those maids like a wisp of red smoke.

Chapter 554 The Strange Smoking Gun

After reading the transaction records, Zhao Ke realized that the fair had already started in the Red Smoke Hall for three or four days.

But everyone's transaction speed is very slow.

Because it is not a postal transaction, it is a barter, and there is no clear price, so naturally the transaction speed is relatively slow.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of Zhao Ke's room.

No need to open the door, Zhao Ke raised his head, and naturally he could see the holographic projection on the wall.

It was the Red Smoke House who delivered today's dinner.

Zhao Ke doesn't need to open the door, the door will open automatically after getting permission.

Follow the dining car into the kitchen.

A middle-aged woman with long maroon hair, wearing a chef robe, walked in.

Send the menu to Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke focused on the transaction list in his hand, but didn't look at it carefully. Although he was picky about food, he was not to the point of being picky.

As long as the taste is good, Zhao Ke will be happy to taste it.

With the service level of Hongyan Restaurant, Zhao Ke doesn't need to worry about the taste being difficult to swallow.

So I didn't pay attention to the menu.

Putting on his clothes, he walked up to the second floor while smoking a big cigarette.

As a result, I haven't taken a few steps.

The door rang again.

Zhao Ke was taken aback for a moment, but when he looked again, he saw a black figure standing outside the door.

The appearance of tiptoeing, the form of sniffing and sniffing through the crack of the door, does not seem to be the service staff of the Red Smoke Restaurant.

Zhao Ke became cautious in his heart and walked to the door.

He didn't open the door, but whispered through the door, "What's the matter?"

"Hey... this brother, the shredded tobacco in your hand is not bad, let's take a sip!"

It was still such a familiar voice.

Still so familiar and wretched.

Just now, Zhao Ke was thinking about whether the big smoking gun would come, but this guy raised his nose and came to the door by himself.

open the door.

Zhao Ke looked up and down the big smoking gun, and said with a smirk, "Hey, my brother is still alive and kicking!"

Smoky Gun almost choked to death when he heard Zhao Ke's words.

What does it mean to be alive and kicking?

However, Zhao Ke's voice was very familiar. When he looked carefully, he saw the cigarette stick in Zhao Ke's hand, and immediately slapped his thigh: "Fuck, it's you!"

After the two had similar glances, Smoking Gun was suddenly taken aback, and said in shock, "Damn it, you've actually advanced!"

This is the special area for intermediate postmen. Zhao Ke's appearance here has already explained a lot of problems. It is not surprising that Smoking Gun can guess it.

"Come in!"

The appearance of the big smoking gun is a good thing for Zhao Ke, but I have a lot of questions, so I want to ask him for advice.

Seeing Zhao Ke generously stepping out of the way, Smoking Gun hesitated for a while, but followed with strides.

The two walked to the balcony on the second floor.

Green bricks and green tiles, there is a rockery garden below, the so-called balcony is actually more like a corridor.

There are special reclining chairs, you can lie here and enjoy the leisure of Jiangnan style.

Zhao Ke took out a pack of shredded tobacco from the stamp album and put it on the table.

It was not the first time for the two of them to meet each other, and the big smoker was familiar with Zhao Ke, so he was not polite, and reached out to grab the bag of shredded tobacco.

Opening the paper bag, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"fragrant!"

Smoking gun thumbs up.