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After eating at the state-owned hotel in the county, Li Qiu and Lu Zhan went shopping for most of the day. She bought all her supplies for this month and also took her educated youth subsidy. Fortunately, Lu Zhan drove over, otherwise Li Qiu couldn't carry her away by herself.

Originally, Lu Zhan said he wanted to buy her some cakes and buns so that she could store them in the space and eat them slowly, but Li Qiu refused. She had everything in her space, it was just a matter of extra effort, so there was no need to buy. It would be better to save the money to buy a house and land later.

To be the first generation of rich people, you must first start by buying a house and land in a first-tier city.

After buying things, the two of them went to the scrap collection station. When they arrived at the scrap collection station, Li Qiu picked up some books and old newspapers as usual. Lu Zhan stood at the door and chatted with the old man who was guarding the door. Although Lu Zhan used to look like a flower in the sky, he can talk to anyone now. When Li Qiu came out, he had already made the old man smile and talk like a young man.

Li Qiu felt that if the old man was 30 or 40 years younger, he could become sworn brothers with Lu Zhan on the spot.

Perhaps because of Lu Zhan, the old man was also very friendly and smiling to Li Qiu, and he was not cold at all when she came by herself for the first time.

"Do you want to have dinner before going back?" Lu Zhan asked Li Qiu while driving.

Li Qiu, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, shook his head: "No, let's go back early. It's not easy for you to drive too late." The roads now are different from those in the future, and there are no street lights along the way. No matter how good Lu Zhan's driving skills are, it's better not to dare to drive at night for safety reasons.

Lu Zhan nodded and did not force Li Qiu to eat with him. He felt that although the food in the state-owned hotel was of sufficient quantity and no cutting of corners was done, he still preferred the home-cooked dishes made by Li Qiu. He looked at Li Qiu who was looking at the jeep with curiosity and curved his peach blossom eyes: "Are you jealous?"

It's not easy to get a bicycle now, let alone a four-wheeled one.

"I can't say I'm jealous." Li Qiu shook her head again: "I have a lot of limited edition cars in my space, and some off-road vehicles are brand new, but they're hard to take out." She had a good family in her previous life and drove luxury cars. When the end of the world came, she also collected a lot of means of transportation, from kindergarten school buses to electric cars and roller skates. Who knew that after collecting so many things, they would be sent directly to the research institute. Now they are all gathered in the space.

Lu Zhan pondered for a while, thinking about the long distance from the regiment to the county, and thinking about Li Qiu's mushrooms growing and asking her to deliver them by bus in the future, he felt that Li Qiu was a little pitiful, and he gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "I'll assemble a small car for you."

Li Qiu's eyes lit up, and if she hadn't been worried about Lu Zhan driving, she would have jumped up: "Really? Can you do it? Can you really modify it? Can you drive it? "

"I can do it, but my cousin is better than me. All the cars in our company have to be approved by her. You can buy all the things and assemble it yourself. I think you don't need a big one, a two-seater one should be fine." Lu Zhan looked at Li Qiu for a few times and gave an answer that was enough to make Li Qiu scream with surprise.

In fact, Li Qiu was also so surprised that she screamed. She had never thought that she could drive a four-wheeled car in the 1970s, and it belonged to her. At that moment, she turned her head and stared at Lu Zhan with a serious expression: "Lu Zhan, whether I can have my own means of transportation depends on you. You must speak well of me in front of cousin Shangguan."

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