Futian space small peasant girl

Chapter 307
Qingqiu nodded again and again and said: "Of course, think about it! If you look down on people who can't afford things one moment, but buy a lot of things the next moment, and everything is worth a month's worth of your money." wages. How would you feel?"

After Ye Qingxia heard Qingqiu's words, his eyes lit up, and he gave Qingqiu a thumbs up. "Let's go! We are not short of money!" After saying that, he dragged Qingqiu into Qianyufang.

After entering Qianyufang, as long as it was something that Qingqiu looked at a few more times, Ye Qingxia asked the staff to pack it up.In the end, none of the three left Qianyufang empty-handed.

Of course, it was Luo Tian who paid the money.When paying, several people gave way a few times.Hou Qingqiu felt that this was very good, so he didn't struggle with Luo Tian to pay the money.

When Qingqiu and the others entered Qianyufang, the guy from Liuli Pavilion saw it.He also underestimated a few words: "People nowadays really don't have self-knowledge. They can't afford it, but they still like to watch it, and they will do their best to torment others."

But when they saw a few people coming out of Qianyufang with large and small bags, and the staff of Qianyufang warmly greeted them to come back next time, the staff of Liuli Pavilion suddenly became speechless.Standing there in a daze, watching a few people lead things and walk away.

The guy's expression naturally fell into the eyes of Qingqiu and the others.

"I said, girl Qiu, that's a really good idea of ​​yours. Let him still look down on us, hum!" Ye Qingxia let out the anger in her heart, and said in a brisk tone.

Qingqiu just smiled and didn't answer.

After all, this method is very naive.There is nothing to be proud of, but, although the method is naive, as long as he vents his anger, who cares if he is naive or not?
Those who were in a good mood walked around the street a few more times, took their things, and went home.

On the way home, Qingqiu looked at the refugees on both sides of the street, and his heart ached again.Looking at the big and small bags in his hands, Qingqiu suddenly felt a sense of self-blame.

As soon as this feeling was born, Qingqiu shook his head.I want to get this thought out of my mind.

Just when Qingqiu wanted to move on, she found that many people had the same behavior as the man she saw this morning.

Clutching his chest, his lips turned purple, he coughed constantly, and in severe cases, he coughed up blood.

Seeing this, Qingqiu frowned deeply again.What she thought she had forgotten was about to come out now.

The performance of these people is like a disease that makes people talk about it.The collective name is the plague, and the performance of these people is like one of the plagues, the plague, commonly known as the Black Death!

Thinking of these, Qingqiu's face turned pale in an instant.After all, in this era, the Black Death is tantamount to terminal illness.

And even in modern times, the cure rate of the Black Death is not 100%.

Thinking of this, when Qingqiu looked at the symptoms of those refugees, she was already sure.These people were indeed suffering from the Black Death.

It turns out that the things I forgot are really important.But even if he remembered it earlier, there was no better way to stop it.All she can do is prevent it.

"Did Brother Luo think this morning that the symptoms of these people are very similar to the plague? Or has it been confirmed?" Qingqiu looked at the refugees, and asked Luo Tian who was beside him in a daze.

Luo Tian smiled wryly when he heard the words, nodded his head slightly, and did not speak.

Qingqiu grinned at the corners of his mouth, but he still didn't smile in the end.

"What are you talking about? What plague?" Ye Qingxia glanced at the two in confusion, and then asked Qingqiu suspiciously.

(End of this chapter)