Zhang Sheng did not dare to leave the antique shop in the mirror world, and tiptoed to the leap layer. He looked at the easel again, which was exactly the same as in reality, except that the painting on it was the opposite.

The fish on the shore still had a spiritual charm and was breathing hard.

After Zhu Qi finished painting this painting, he would go into the mirror world to see what changes would happen. Zhang Sheng thought in his heart, returning to the real world from the mirror in the bathroom.

He could not run around in the mirror world. In the wasteland apocalypse, the monster that the company's team was the most afraid of was the Fallen.

Because the fallen people never know how to cooperate. Without wisdom, no matter how powerful an individual is, they can be solved by the firepower of the team, and they cannot even cause casualties to the mature team.

And those Qing Dynasty armored cavalry even joked together. If they really fought, Zhang Sheng would rather face a hundred fallen people.

The phone rang, and Zhang Sheng answered it, it was Lin Baoyi.

"Zhang Sheng, is it convenient for you now?"

"It's inconvenient, I'm helping people see the store."

"No, you're going to do odd jobs part-time?" Lin Baoyi was indeed nervous. She was in danger of life for the second time and could still joke.

"If you don't have money, please help your friends."

"I'll go see you, there's something to say." Lin Baoyi said.

"Then come on, I'm on Zhuque Street." Zhang Sheng said the house number and asked Lin Baoyi to bring some food. There was not even hot water in the studio, let alone cooking.

In less than an hour, Lin Baoyi slapped the door outside, and Zhang Sheng opened the door and let her come in.

"The decoration is good, it's a bit tasteful." Lin Baoyi sat down and placed the two big bags she was carrying on the coffee table. She carefully took out the hot coffee and gave Zhang Sheng a cup.

She knew that Zhang Sheng had a lot of appetite and brought some set meals.

Zhang Sheng was not that hungry. After eating a hamburger, he held the coffee and said, "What are you asking for me?"

"You saved me twice, my parents meant to give you some money."

"It's really hard for them to get along with." Zhang Sheng laughed.

Lin Baoyi also smiled. Zhang Sheng understood what she meant, because her parents were afraid that Zhang Sheng would bother her daughter.

"I heard you are short of money recently, so I'll take it. It's not easy for them to spit out some money. Anyway, I'm not your girlfriend, so you don't have to worry about character when you take the money."

"Let's do this, I don't want money either. I need some special medicinal materials, so it's hard for me to get them all together."

"Don't do this, it's not my private money." Lin Baoyi was anxious.

"Listen to me, these medicinal materials are very expensive. I use martial arts. I'm very annoying because I can't get it all together. I think your family has a wide range of business opportunities, so it should be okay to help me get it together, right?"

"Then you write the prescription." Lin Baoyi said.

"The prescription I gave you must have some extra types, and the weight will not be marked. It's not that I can't trust you. The value of this prescription is much higher than that of medicinal materials."

"You write it, I will make them spend a few extra money."

Zhang Sheng went upstairs to take paper and pen, brushed and wrote the names of the medicinal materials for Lin Baoyi. He marked many medicinal materials in detail so as not to have ambiguity and buy them wrongly.

"Are you in a hurry?"

"It's not too urgent. Just get all this year. You can calculate the money to determine how much you buy."

Lin Baoyi put away the messy prescription, took out a pocket watch from her bag, and pushed it to Zhang Sheng. Zhang Sheng was stunned for a moment, fortunately, the pocket watch was very different from what he had just obtained in the mirror world, otherwise he would have suspected that it was in a dream.

"I stole it from my dad. If you really lack money, don't sell it in China. At least I send it to Hong Kong for shipping."

Zhang Sheng was speechless. Lin Baoyi's rebellious level could allow her to go back to her junior high school days directly.

"Then I'll accept it. If you want it, you can find me and give it to you." Zhang Sheng didn't know the price of this thing, and thought it was 30,000 or 50,000 yuan, so he didn't be polite to Lin Baoyi.

"Be careful, don't bump it." Lin Baoyi reminded Zhang Sheng.

"I've seen money, Xiao Qiao's brother gave me five million, and I didn't even want it."

"You are stupid! Five million is enough to buy a car and a villa in Yanjing. If you want me, I will collect the money and continue to sleep with their girls." Lin Baoyi said without hesitation.

"I didn't say I wouldn't let me sleep." Zhang Sheng drank coffee, and the bitter smell filled his mouth.

Lin Baoyi was stunned for a while and found that Xiao Qiao's parents were much better than her parents. She gritted her teeth and said, "This is bullying you and feeling sorry for Xiao Qiao."

"I feel sorry for parents in the world, right?" Zhang Sheng said with his eyes hanging down.

"They are not pitiful at all!"

"It's quite pitiful." Zhang Sheng emphasized seriously.

"The poor man must have..."

"There must be a billionaire."

"It's really annoying. If I hadn't driven, I would have invited you to drink." Lin Baoyi actually wanted to drink.

"Let's go ahead, don't bring those annoying people. By the way, how about gray hair? I haven't become mentally retarded?" Zhang Sheng cared about the gray haired young man.

"It's OK, a slight concussion."

The two suddenly fell silent. The gray-haired young man was fine, but Gong Xiaoe was dead, right beside them, and her neck was broken.

"Go home early, don't go out tonight soon." Zhang Sheng stood up and sent Lin Baoyi.

"I know, I will seize the time for medicinal materials and try to move them back." Lin Baoyi was not in the mood to chat. Zhang Sheng took her out and saw that she got in the car and went back to the studio and locked the door inside.

The next morning, Zhu Qi came over, Zhang Sheng returned to the apartment and continued to write articles for Lin Baoyi, and then went back to the studio to make an update at night. He knew that the meaning of the manuscript Lin Baoyi wanted was not money, it was to raise his value. If he was just an ordinary editor, his value would be meaningful. If he was just an editor-in-chief, his value would be real.

This is Lin Baoyi’s thanks, although it is a bit rough, it is worth it.

On Saturday, Zhu Qi didn't call Zhang Sheng, but she went upstairs to knock on the door. Zhang Sheng opened the door and saw Zhu Qi wearing a long silk dress with a lake-green silk dress and a short sleeve covered with fox-skinned skin.

"It's quite cold, are you dressing like this?"

"Heat stockings." Zhu Qi raised her legs to show Zhang Sheng.

"Where are you going?"

"Go and eat some good food, you can change your clothes, don't waste my dressing." Zhu Qi looked in a good mood.

"Okay." Zhang Sheng asked her to wait and go into the bedroom to change clothes.

"You shave your face!"

"I understand." Zhang Sheng agreed inside.

He wore trousers, a long burgundy T-shirt, hid his belt underneath the T-shirt, wore a fleece-lined jacket on the outside, and had no backpack, and put his phone in the jacket pocket.

"The hair is a little long..." Zhu Qi shook his head. Although Zhang Sheng was not bad at all, he still felt a little decadent.

Zhang Sheng originally thought that it was almost the same, but seeing that Zhu Qi had many necklaces and earrings, they were exquisitely matched, so he said I would cut them. The two of them went downstairs, and Zhu Qi called a taxi. She took the front to guide the driver and got off when she was about to reach Zhuque Street.

Zhu Qi pushed Zhang Sheng into a hair salon and told the stylist what to cut, and then she went out by herself.

Zhang Sheng didn't know how much it cost to cut your hair in your house. He just lacked money, and it wasn't that he couldn't afford it. He washed and pressed it. The stylist helped Zhang Sheng cut his hair short, smashed it with scissors, added gel, and cleaned it up. Zhu Qi seemed to have calculated the time and swiped the card at the door to pay the bill.

"This makes me feel more energetic." Zhu Qi was very satisfied and took a look on Zhang Sheng's neck.

“Aren’t you financially difficult?”

"It's not a brand, it's cheaper than Xiushui."

"Where is this going?" Zhang Sheng followed her along the sidewalk and couldn't help asking.

"Just ahead." Zhu Qi pointed to the magnificent hotel in the distance.

"That place is not cheaper than Guijie, right?" Zhang Sheng asked.

“The buffet is here, there are crabs.”

After going up the second floor, Zhu Qi had already booked a seat. She asked Zhang Sheng to help get the things. Zhang Sheng felt a little happy when she saw her excited appearance. Zhu Qi loved life, which was different from Lin Baoyi.

Lin Baoyi is a little cynical and not suitable for getting along with her.

A waiter brought a bottle of white wine. Zhu Qi sat down and poured half a cup for Zhang Sheng. She raised her glass and touched Zhang Sheng for a while, and said, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Is it Mid-Autumn Festival? Zhang Sheng was a little confused.

In the end of the wasteland, the only festival is the Spring Festival every year. Other festivals are gone, and family reunion or commemoration with the dead are all luxury.

During the Spring Festival, all rooms will be brightly lit and a lot of electricity will be wasted. The company will also catch some monsters. Everyone will wait until midnight, and everyone will shoot a few shots at the monsters. This is called staying up to the New Year.

"Why are you unhappy? I pushed the dinner to accompany you to celebrate the festival."

"I miss home." Zhang Sheng wiped his tears. He didn't miss the days of Tianjin Company at all, but wanted to go back to the Northeast to take a look.

"This place where my heart is peaceful is my hometown." Zhu Qi said.

"Su Dahuzi is not a good person, and he doesn't feel bad when he stands and talks." Zhang Sheng defamed Su Dongpo. Anyway, his favorite is Li Bai. In fact, Li Bai is not a good person either. He doesn't have a good life to marry him and drinks all day long.

"Who do you like?"

"Xin Jiaxuan, a real man."

"Then this cup is Jing Jiaxuan." Zhu Qi clinked the glass with Zhang Sheng again, and the two of them drank it all in one go.

Zhang Sheng didn't know how much the buffet here cost. The food was really rich. The crab had a lot of cream. He used his fingers to crush the crab's pincers and clamped the crab meat to Zhu Qi.

"Why don't you go home during the holidays?" Zhang Sheng asked Zhu Qi.

"I'm not going back too far, my uncle is not in Yanjing City. You're good at sketching." Zhu Qi suddenly mentioned this. Zhang Sheng copied her painting that day and she saw it.

"This is a compliment to me."

"It's just that the basic skills are good." Zhu Qiyun said calmly. Zhang Sheng saw that there was stars in her eyes, which was a charm that only confident people had.

"I'm still good at fighting." Zhang Sheng expressed his convincingness. Everyone has their own strengths. Zhu Qi's ability in painting is a pure talent and cannot be plundered by a mirror. The painting skills he plundered at Sister Shen's salon came from a real artist, from the Florence Academy of Fine Arts.

However, what Zhang Sheng got was only techniques and no soul.

The battle is different, as if it is his instinct, even the newly obtained skills can play unexpected roles in times of crisis.

This is a real talent, and even the Mirror of Yesterday cannot be summarized.
Chapter completed!