Quick Transmigration: The Carefree Life of a Background Character

They didn't need to buy anything, so they went to a trading market in Zone C, which was the most crowded area.

Seeing that the group was dressed neatly and had an extraordinary air about them, no one dared to provoke them this time.

In the trading market, people come and go, and there are stalls everywhere. Some stall owners set up a small table, while others sit on the ground. At this time, who cares about so many rules?

I walked through the stalls one by one, but there was nothing I needed.

Luxury handbags and designer clothes from before the apocalypse were carelessly tossed on the floor covered with a cloth. Ziyue didn't even glance at them; she had plenty in her spatial storage, and there was no guarantee that these clothes hadn't been worn by others.

There were very few food stalls; most vendors were selling things they didn't need.

Of course, there are also wood-type ability users who sell vegetables, sweet potatoes, radishes, and the like.

Business is booming; it's extremely popular.

Ziyue stopped at a stall selling candied hawthorns. The stall owners were a woman in her forties and an elderly man in his sixties.

When the older woman saw that Ziyue and her group had stopped, she quickly greeted them, "Sir, would you like a skewer of candied hawthorns? Our candied hawthorns are guaranteed to be sweet and delicious. They are made from hawthorns that I have grown using my own special ability, and they are very sweet, fragrant and appetizing."

"I'll take all of these. Please pack them up for me." Ziyue said, looking at the older woman, and took a bunch of hawthorns and started eating them.

"It's delicious, very sweet, do you want some?" Ziyue turned to ask the four men beside her, only to see them all shake their heads.

Only Shi Yu held Zi Yue's hand and took a bite out of the candied hawthorn skewer in her hand. "Can't you take one yourself? Why are you eating mine?!" Zi Yue slapped Shi Yu's hand away.

"I just thought the string of pearls you had looked sweeter, so I wanted to try it!"

Shi Yu smiled, chewing on the candied hawthorn, and thought it really was incredibly sweet!

"Hmph, you pay up!" Ziyue glared at Shiyu, threatening him to pay the bill.

Shi Yu was quite happy to oblige and obediently took out a ten-pound bag of flour, asking, "Is this enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough, we don't need that much." The woman waved her hands repeatedly, expressing her fear.

"Take it, it's worth it. Your candied hawthorns are really delicious. Sister, do you often set up your stall here?"

"Yes, yes, I have a two-year-old child at home, so I can't travel far. I can only make a living by growing vegetables and plants. When my dad was young, he sold candied hawthorns. I accidentally discovered that the hawthorns I grew were particularly sweet, with only a slight sourness. They were really delicious when made into candied hawthorns. So my dad picked up his craft again and started setting up a stall."

"For the next three months, I'll buy as many candied hawthorns as you make. Can you deliver them to villa 22 in Block B on time?"

The older woman blinked, surprised that such a big client had arrived. Now, her family wouldn't have to worry about making a living for at least a year. She nodded repeatedly to indicate that there was no problem.

Ziyue had Shiyu put the packaged hawthorns into her spatial storage, then turned and left.

As for the payment for the next three months, Ziyue did not plan to give it all to her directly. She would have Jiang Yuan and Jiang Liu help to secretly deliver it to this older sister's house.

After all, on the way between the villa and her eldest sister's residence, she was worried that others might snatch the supplies from her hands, since the base wasn't as harmonious as it seemed on the surface.

The other four quickly followed Ziyue.

"Waaah, Dad, we've met some good people! Let's hurry home and make some noodle soup for Dandan!" the older sister cried as she spoke to her father, who was also sitting next to her with tears in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, let's go back quickly, let's go back quickly." The old man's hands trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with tears.

The daughter had been married for many years without having children, which made her husband's family dislike her. Unable to bear the pressure, the daughter divorced, only to find out that she was pregnant.

His daughter insisted on giving birth to the child, and he supported her decision. He has a retirement pension and can help his daughter raise the child well.

Unexpectedly, the apocalypse came just two years after his daughter gave birth, and he, an old man, was always worried that he would be a burden to his daughter.

He never expected that with the apocalypse, his old skills would still come in handy. How wonderful! Now he no longer has to worry about being a burden to his daughter.

He has to live well, help his daughter take care of her grandson, and take care of his daughter. He can't even close his eyes in peace until he sees his daughter living a good life!

He wanted to go home, to go home, to go back and use his best skills to make the most delicious candied hawthorns.

Just thinking about it makes him feel full of energy!

The stall owners around looked at the woman with envy.

Because there are regulations within the base, especially for the stall owners in this trading market, who are protected by the authorities, there's no fear of them being robbed.

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Ziyue walked along eating a string of candied hawthorns. Despite her stern and unapproachable demeanor, the candied hawthorns in her hand gave everyone a rather endearing contrast.

As Ziyue and her companions walked and looked around, several people approached them. The two in front of them were clearly different people in terms of temperament.

"Haha, I was curious about what kind of girl our base's number one expert is. Haha, she's to my liking. Hello, Li Rufeng, captain of the Phoenix Team, a high-level mutated water-type expert."

Ziyue looked at the outstretched hand in front of her, then at the stunningly beautiful woman with a hot figure, her eyes lit up, and she reached out her hand, "Qing Ziyue."

"Hey hey, Ziyue, no need for introductions, we all know you." The captain of the Phoenix team held Ziyue's small hand tightly and didn't let go.

She loves pretty girls the most. If she had known earlier that she was so beautiful and cute, she would have visited her long ago.

But it's not too late now. Holding the soft little hand in hers, Li Rufeng felt incredibly happy.

Looking at the two hands that were tightly gripping Ziyue and wouldn't let go, Shi Yu wished he could kick that smiling woman away.

After all, he hadn't even held his little Qing'er's hand yet, so who cares about being the captain of the Phoenix team, or even if she's a woman.

Looking at her lecherous expression, who knows if this person has ill intentions towards their little Qing'er?

Just as he was about to lose control, the tall, dark-skinned man next to him snorted, "That's enough, you can't let go of a pretty girl."

As he spoke, he stretched out his large, pincer-like hand and grabbed Li Rufeng's hand.

Then he turned to Ziyue and her group with a smile and said, "Hello, my name is Yang Bowen, I am a high-level level 3 Earth elementalist, the captain of the War Wolf team, and also Rufeng's husband."

Hey, this couple really knows how to have fun.

The husband and wife each lead their own team, and both are doing very well. They are definitely a force to be reckoned with in the base.

However, this guy named Yang Bowen's name doesn't match him at all.

The owner of such a name was a man with a muscular physique, looking like a tall and brave warrior.

It is said that a person's name reflects their character, but he is a case where his name and person are not at all alike.

But the Wolf Warriors team? That sounds familiar!

"Host, host, it's that fat guy you ran into in the trading hall last time, the one who was so rude to you. He said the captain of the Wolf Warriors team is his brother-in-law," Xiao Jiu'er reminded Zi Yue in her ear.

Ah, I remembered it.

A glint of light flashed in Ziyue's eyes. Could it be that Li Rufeng, the captain of the Phoenix team, is the fat man's sister?

Could it be that they've come to settle scores with her?

However, it doesn't seem like it based on this situation!

"Sister Li, do you have a younger brother?" If she couldn't figure it out, she should just ask directly. She didn't like beating around the bush; this wasn't a palace intrigue game. All schemes and tricks were just paper tigers in the face of overwhelming power.

Li Rufeng knew what had become of her cheap, worthless younger brother, and she knew even more that it was the sweet-smiling girl in front of her who had done it.

But so what?

What does it have to do with her?

All she could say was: Well done!

"Hey girl, everyone has their troubles. I won't lie to you, what you're talking about is just... well, tsk..."

Li Rufeng pursed her lips, looking somewhat exasperated, and then continued, "I don't even know if it's Xiao Wu, Xiao Liu, Xiao Qi, or Xiao Ba who gave birth to him. Don't worry, he is him, and I am me. He has absolutely nothing to do with me, and he has even less to do with my man."

Li Rufeng didn't want that bastard child to affect their relationship with the Glimmer Squad.

Fifth? Sixth? Seventh? And even Eighth? Haha, this entertainment circle is really chaotic!

What a huge bowl of dog blood!

How fickle can someone be! They've even split themselves into octopus legs.

Judging from Li Rufeng's age, her father must be at least fifty years old. Aren't they afraid of... what, dying from exhaustion?

Sure enough, men only behave when they're hung on the wall!

However, Ziyue wasn't the type to hold onto that matter forever; after all, that person had already gotten what he deserved.

In the ensuing conversation, it became clear that this burly man named Yang Bowen possessed genuine skill.

It is both rough and meticulous, insightful in small details, and contains profound wisdom.

No wonder that couple was able to build such a large force; they relied on more than just force.

After a brief conversation, Li Rufeng and his wife took their leave. After all, they only wanted to get to know the Weiguang Squad, known as the strongest team in the base, and make a good connection.

There's plenty of time; they're not in a hurry.

After Li Rufeng and her husband left, Ziyue and the others continued their stroll.

Ziyue did make quite a few transactions involving gold and silver jewelry, as well as precious stones and jade. After all, these things are worthless now, practically dirt cheap.

What others consider inedible, inedible, and useless is actually a valuable investment for Ziyue.

Besides, she has so much land planted in her space, so the last thing she lacks is food.

Therefore, by exchanging what she had no shortage of for a large amount of jewelry that is now worthless, she actually made a profit.

Later, when she arrives in other worlds that are not in the apocalypse, the value of these jewels, jade, gold and silver ornaments will be incomparable to what it is today.

Make money with blood! ! !

For the price of a 40-pound bag of rice and a box of anti-inflammatory medicine, she traded a royal purple jadeite bracelet, also known as imperial purple. The color was rich, pure, and highly saturated, making it look like a noble and elegant top-quality bracelet.

It's truly a rare find and has great collectible value; Ziyue fell in love with it at first sight.

I had just taken off this bracelet and was about to leave when I ran into an acquaintance.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Qin, Brother Shi, and Miss Qing, it's nice to meet you again."

A deep and powerful voice came from behind. Ziyue and the others looked up and saw that it was Liang Chuan, the burly man with a thick beard, whom they had met when they stopped at a gas station to spend the night on their way to the Q City Central Hospital for a mission.

A tall, burly man, over 1.9 meters tall, was holding a tiny baby in his arms, with his wife standing beside him.

Liang Chuan's wife is not tall, at most 1.65 meters, petite, and looks gentle and beautiful.

The two of them have the cutest height difference ever.

The Liang couple stepped forward excitedly. They had always wanted to thank Ziyue and her group, but had never had the chance.

Unexpectedly, we ran into it today when I had some free time and went out for a walk with my wife.

"Long time no see," the group greeted each other.

Liang Chuan wanted to invite them to dinner, but Zi Yue and her group politely declined with an excuse. After all, food was precious these days, and how could five young and strong men like them go to someone's door to beg for food?

However, since we exchanged addresses, we might be able to do tasks together if the opportunity arises.

As they were about to leave the market, Ziyue noticed an elderly man in his seventies with glasses and a full head of white hair sitting in a corner. The books on his stall caught her attention.

Perhaps it's because this stall is at the end of the market, or perhaps it's because it's just a tiny corner, that it's been largely ignored.

As Ziyue approached, she saw that most of the books on the stall were rare copies. Judging from their appearance, it was clear that the owner of these books cherished them and had protected them well even in the apocalypse.

"Grandpa, are you selling all these books? I can tell you've taken good care of them," Ziyue asked, squatting down to look at the books.

"Young lady, if you're going to buy these books, please cherish them," the old man said, looking at the books laid out before him with a reluctant gaze.

The crowd learned that the old man was a retired professor from a university who enjoyed collecting these rare and unique books. He was forced to sell them because his wife was sick with a fever and urgently needed some medicine. Medicine was an extremely scarce commodity in this post-apocalyptic world, so he had no choice but to set up a stall.

He hopes to find someone who appreciates these books and will take them home; he also wants to find a loving and devoted owner for them.

Ziyue took out some basic medicines such as antipyretics and cough medicines, and also asked Shiyu to take out two 20-jin bags of flour and rice, as well as calcium tablets, vitamin tablets, protein powder, etc. that the elderly can eat, and put them into a large bag, which she handed to the old professor.

The old professor quickly refused when he saw so much stuff, saying, "Young lady, you mustn't. Keep all of this for yourself; I'll just take the medicine."

"Grandpa, please accept these. These things are far less valuable than these books, aren't they?" As she spoke, she turned to Jiang Yuan and said, "Jiang Yuan, you and this grandpa should take these things back to him."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan told Shi Yu to put the books away first, and then he went forward to help the old man pack up his stall. He picked up the items and prepared to help the old man home.

"This... young lady, thank you so much! This old man will shamelessly accept this today. Thank you, young lady, thank you." The old man looked ashamed and moved, and led Jiang Yuan back to see his wife.