And to sell in the business district of the trading market, you either set up a street stall or rent a shop to sell.

Setting up a street stall also requires paying a certain fee.

If they only have a few dozen kilograms of vegetables, they can rent a small stall. The stall fee is cheaper, the quantity is small, and they can be sold faster.

But they now have 1,000 kilograms of vegetables, so the rental stall area must be larger.

After comprehensive consideration, they still felt that it would be more appropriate to sell it to the trading market.

There are many Level 3 non-staff personnel in the trading market, and they are the main group that can afford vegetables.

After checking the vegetables in the basket, Zheng Hanbing covered the cloth again.

There was some worry in his eyes. The last time he led a team to the trading market, he was targeted by someone. He didn't know if he would be robbed this time.

When approaching the trading market, he still had to take the mountain road, he thought to himself.

After a while, when all the people who set out to sell vegetables this time had finished eating, they came out with weapons in hand and put the cold weapons into the baskets.

"Brother Zheng, when do we set off?"

Zheng Hanbing looked at the sky and saw that the sun had risen.

So he walked to the yard and said to Lin Muguang: "Captain Lin, let's go."

Lin Muguang stood up, approached him, patted his shoulder and said:

"Pay attention to safety on the road. If you really encounter someone who robs you, just throw away the basket and run away. Food is important, but your lives are more important."

"Don't worry, I understand, let's go." Zheng Hanbing nodded, turned and walked out of the yard.

Lin Muguang watched them leave.

Zheng Hanbing led nine people, carrying vegetables on poles, and walked down the mountain.

Each of them carried 100 kilograms of vegetables, which was not very strenuous for them.

The difficulty lies in carrying these 100 kilograms of vegetables and walking nearly 30 kilometers.

They were the ones who ate the most in the morning. They had food in their stomachs and had the strength to work.

The pole was bent under the weight of the basket. They were carrying the heavy basket, and their breathing rhythm and the up and down swing of the pole formed a certain fixed frequency.

This is their secret to carrying such a heavy load and walking thirty kilometers.

...

Starting at around eight o'clock in the morning, four hours passed by in a blink of an eye.

They kept walking at a speed of five kilometers per hour, taking two five-minute breaks in between.

Twelve noon.

They found a shady place to stop and rest.

The sun is shining high and the sun is scorching.

They sat under the tree, taking off their bamboo hats to fan themselves.

"Brother Zheng, how far is it?" asked a young man with a mole on his nose.

Zheng Hanbing looked around, thought for a while and said:

"According to our speed, we should be there in another three hours. Let's rest for half an hour, eat something and drink some water before we hit the road."

"It's already October, why is it still so hot?" said a person next to Zheng Hanbing.

"Yeah, it's so hot, goo-dong, go-dong."

"Eat, I'm starving."

They are taking the main road now, which is easier to walk.

Now he calculated that there were still about ten kilometers left. If he took the main road, it would take two hours. However, in order to avoid encountering people who would block the road and rob him, he decided that it would be better to take the mountain road for the last five kilometers.

To avoid encountering robbing thugs.

Zheng Hanbing said to everyone: "Everyone, please keep an eye on your surroundings. If you find any zombies, warn everyone immediately."

"Don't worry, the zombies are here, just pierce them with a spear." The young man with a mole on his nose said with a smile.

His nose was covered with sweat, making his mole more obvious.

"Xiaowu, hey! You can't say that." A slightly older middle-aged man said:

"Be careful anyway."

While they were on the road, they also encountered two waves of zombies, but they were only a few scattered ones.

Moreover, it is still under the sun and moves very slowly, so it can be easily solved.

Zheng Hanbing took out the tortilla from the package, broke off a small piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

This tortilla has been out for a while and tastes a bit hard.

It is also dry and feels like powder after chewing, making it difficult to swallow.

It is very rare for people like them to be able to eat a piece of corn cake alone.

They have to carry heavy objects for such a long distance, and they don't have the physical strength to carry them without enough food.

Eating dry corn tortillas, they picked vegetables from time to time to eat.

This can be regarded as a hidden benefit for them to sell things.

Zheng Hanbing took a bite of corn cake and drank a sip of water.

Looking at the vegetables in the basket, he felt a little emotional. These vegetables could only be exchanged for more than 1,200 corn tortillas.

There are more than 20 people in their team, and if one person eats two vegetables a day, these vegetables can only supply them with tortillas for a month.

It's hard...

rustle~

Suddenly a gust of wind blew.

It takes away the heat and cools people all over.

Zheng Hanbing squinted his eyes and felt the cool breeze.

roar!

Whoosh!

"ah!!!"

A scream suddenly came from behind!

Zheng Hanbing shivered all over, and saw Xiao Wu who was peeing not far away and was knocked down by a zombie.

The zombie was very large, with an unusually burly upper body.

"Power zombie!" Zheng Hanbing exclaimed. The next second, he picked up the machete from the ground and rushed over.

"Xiao Wu, hold on!" Several other people also noticed and rushed over there with weapons in hand.

Xiao Wu used both hands to press the forehead and chin of the powerful zombie hard to prevent the zombie from biting him.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But this power zombie is too strong, and the zombie's mouth is getting closer and closer to Xiao Wu's head.

"Ah! I can't hold it anymore..."

Click!

The zombie's sharp teeth bit Xiao Wu's face,

Stab!

Half of Xiao Wu's face was bitten off by zombies.

"Ah!! Me!" Xiao Wu shouted in pain.

Click!

The zombie bit his face a few more times, and Xiao Wu completely stopped moving.

And all this happened in just two or three seconds.

Phew!

A middle-aged man carried a pole with two sharp ends and stabbed it into the zombie's head.

This power zombie's head was pierced with a pole.

thump!

He fell on Xiao Wu's body.

This powerful zombie happened to be pressing on Xiao Wu, and it had not eaten for a long time, so as soon as it caught Xiao Wu, it couldn't wait to eat.

Normally, when power-type zombies stand up, it would be difficult for them to attack at close range.

"Xiao Wu!" Zheng Hanbing let out a mournful cry.
To be continued...