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The deeper Chen Zao went into the military camp, the more uneasy he felt.
After all, he had not yet cultivated the strength to sweep through thousands of troops.
Being chased by dozens of Mutated Scale Corpses, he managed to escape narrowly, but if he were surrounded by hundreds or thousands of Garrison soldiers, who were much stronger than the Mutated Scale Corpses, even ten Chen Zao would not be able to leave intact.
Forget it; it was better not to foolishly follow Ren Xiao into the tiger's den.
Chen Zao decided to retreat first.
"Think carefully about my suggestion. My Third Brother will be back from Panglong Stronghold soon. I don't know if he will bring back a better chef to open a new restaurant. But no matter how good those chefs are, I believe their culinary skills can't compare to yours. By then, even if the competition for the new restaurant is fierce, you have a great chance of securing a favorable contract. If you find some suitable and delicious ingredients in the meantime, make sure to save them for when my Third Brother returns so you can show him your skills."
As Ren Xiao walked, he fantasized about helping Chen Zao open a restaurant.
"Oh, I just remembered something." Chen Zao pretended to hesitate and stopped walking: "Seven, you go home and get the gold for me. I need to make a trip to Fengshan Military Base."
"What are you going to Fengshan Military Base for?"
"I have something very important to take care of. After you get the gold, come find me at Fengshan. We'll meet there."
Regarding Chef Chen, Ren Xiao felt it was inappropriate to ask too many questions and could only respond: "Alright then, we'll meet at Fengshan, but where exactly?"
"There's a big market across from the Food Exchange Center. I'll wait for you at the entrance of that market."
"Okay, I know that place. I'll go there as soon as I get the gold."
Suddenly worried that this farewell would end up like last time when he couldn't find Chen Zao, Ren Xiao hurriedly reminded him: "Chef Chen, you must wait for me there. Don't let me go and not be able to find you."
"Ha ha, don't worry, I will definitely show up. Hurry back home to get the gold; I have some business to attend to at Fengshan. See you later at the entrance of the big market."
Chen Zao didn't linger in the military camp for long; he quickly turned and slipped away.
Only Ren Xiao remained behind, reluctantly watching his figure disappear.
Once Chen Zao's silhouette vanished from the military camp, Ren Xiao hurried back home to advance his pocket money.
Fengshan Military Base is one of the larger districts among the many civilian areas within Luohanpo Base, covering four mountain peaks and housing thousands of residents.
The living conditions in this camp are considered above average within Luohanpo Base, not a particularly dangerous refugee concentration area.
More than half of the residents stationed here are Doomsday Farmer Families who earn their income through farming and receive protection from the military.
Behind Fengshan are several ridges of Terrace Fields that benefit from abundant sunlight and proximity to water sources, making them particularly suitable for growing food crops.
These large Terrace Fields are divided among hundreds of farmers who cultivate various seasonal agricultural products.
Although the taste of these crops is extremely poor, with wheat or sorghum being particularly foul-smelling varieties, they are sufficient to meet the basic needs of the apocalypse survivors in the base.
In a post-apocalyptic world, most people are just happy to have enough to eat; they do not have the luxury of pursuing gourmet food like those from wealthy families.
The Base Administrator places great importance on the food harvest from Fengshan and has established a large Official Food Exchange Center at Fengshan Military Base for farmers to exchange their harvests, as well as various fruits, vegetables, and meat products.
Many hunting teams that capture good ingredients in the wild, such as large quantities of Mutated Wild Boar Meat, also bring them to the Fengshan Food Exchange Center to trade for gold.
The Food Exchange Center here offers fair prices for exchanges based on the quality of the ingredients.
If you think the official purchase price is too low and are unwilling to sell, you can set up a stall at the market across from the Food Exchange Center and sell these ingredients at your own desired price.
Chen Zao is definitely not interested in setting up a stall in the market filled with various foul-smelling foods, where the stench is overwhelming and mutated mosquitoes are buzzing around. So he always exchanges food for gold at the Food Exchange Center.
He takes whatever amount of money the officials offer without any complaints.
After leaving the military camp, Chen Zao skillfully made his way to the Fengshan Food Exchange Center, where he sold several bags of high-quality fruits and vegetables that had a hint of odor.
This time, he did not sell the "Fragrant Flour" that had already caught Ren Xiao and others' attention.
He planned to take the few bags of valuable flour in his storage space to Spirit Mountain Base to sell later.
After exchanging for grams of gold at the food exchange, Chen Zao arrived at the entrance of the large market. He found an inconspicuous corner, sat on a stone, and slightly concealed his unusual height that made many people avoid him. He waited idly for Ren Xiao.
Within a minute, he saw Ren Xiao running toward him like a shooting star.
From a distance, seeing Ren Xiao's chest bouncing up and down as she ran was quite amusing to Chen Zao.
It was like watching a big-breasted cute girl jump out from a two-dimensional world, unknowingly guiding people to think about some simple yet embarrassing things.
As a universe-level straight man, Chen Zao couldn't help but have some interesting thoughts when faced with such a scene.
Unfortunately, this was the apocalypse; climbing mountains of flesh was difficult, and dangers lurked everywhere!
A word about desire can be a sharp knife.
Chen Zao would never let such shameful matters drag him into unnecessary trouble.
However, looking at such a pair of ample breasts, his imagination became irresistibly vivid.
Yet, this amusing fantasy did not last long before Chen Zao's brows furrowed.
Seeing Ren Xiao's sulky and unhappy expression clearly written on her innocent face, Chen Zao felt a bad premonition. It seemed she hadn't received the gold after all?
Sure enough, Ren Xiao rushed in front of the still-seated Chen Zao, panting heavily, bending over to rest her hands on her knees as she loudly complained, "I'm so furious! I'm so furious! I'm so furious!"
Hearing her repeat "I'm so furious" three times left Chen Zao utterly bewildered.
"What happened? Don't rush; take your time. What on earth is going on?"
"Chef Chen, the three months' worth of pocket money I advanced has all been taken by my Sister Two!"
"Your Sister Two? Taken? Why?"
"No matter how I explain it, she won't listen. She insists that you’ve cheated me! She even wants me to take you to cook for her to prove I wasn't cheated! She's even planning to send people to capture you! I'm so furious!"
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