Take the supermarket across to the deserted road

Chapter 62 They are not as good as the disaster victims!

What should I do if I want to eat?
In fact, it is very simple, either let the government extend the time for porridge distribution, or ask the government to add a porridge distribution point, or let the government change the regulations, and just send one person from the family to receive the porridge.

It would be fine to just change one of the rules above, but is it possible?

Thinking about it with her toes, she could understand that the government deliberately made such a regulation. She even guessed that if a county has a relatively small number of people, the porridge sender would be slower to serve the porridge.

The purpose is to drag.

It is basically guaranteed that about 2000 people will not receive porridge every day, and let them take turns to be hungry.

In the words of the government, what to do when you lie down all day long and eat so much. Once a person is full, he will easily find trouble, so it is fine if he is not starved to death.

Soon night fell, and everyone was wrapped in thick clothes and lying on straw mats, spending the first night in Jinchuan.

Everyone is preoccupied, and this place is completely different from what they thought.

Xiaoyong had a lot to say to his mother, but without a hidden environment, he had no choice but to give up.

Yanyan did not practice for the first time, but slept with her children in her arms.

In the middle of the night, that is, just after midnight, some victims got up to line up.

Until Maoshi, there were victims walking around one after another. Yanyan couldn't sleep at all, so she had to stand up and exercise her muscles and bones.

Looking at those victims, she couldn't help feeling that life is not easy.

She looked up at the sky, the moon was full and then lost, but it was still very bright, except for its surroundings, other places were full of stars.

If you don't look at the world, the starry sky is beautiful.

She didn't understand, how could a place not rain for such a long time?With the geographical location of Dazhou, there is no shortage of warm and cold air currents. How much skill does it take to control most of the country from rain?
Could this be the world of cultivating immortals?So it can't be explained by science?
That's not right, isn't it that the world of cultivating immortals is full of aura? Why didn't she feel it?

[Junior member Li Qiang requests shopping, and asks the staff to set the items and prices that can be purchased. 】

Suddenly, the voice of the supermarket came in my mind.

It turns out that today is the tenth day that Li Qiang has become a member.

Yanyan withdrew her thoughts, and then opened the supermarket page.

There was a red question mark in the middle, she clicked on it, and an empty shelf appeared.

The shelf has three layers, each layer has five grids.

Yanyan used her consciousness to select the first grid, and then the item options appeared, all the products in the supermarket can be selected.

She selected dim sum, and then set the price.

There is a line of small words below, "The price can fluctuate by 20%, and 10% of the profit is a commission for employees."

Without hesitation, Yanyan set the price of dim sum at 36 Wen/box, and the second box selects milk at 60 Wen/box, followed by nuts, snow cakes, and real fruit drinks.

She chose ice cream, dumplings, steamed buns, soy milk, and various beverages in the second and third rows, all of which were priced 20% higher.

After selecting them all, she clicks Done.

There is a small page at the bottom left of the supermarket page, which is the shopping page just opened to members.

She stared at the shopping page, and soon, a thousand boxes of snacks were bought, followed by a thousand boxes of milk, nut gift packs, snow cakes, drinks, water, all bought a lot, the only thing that didn't buy much was dumplings and Steamed buns.

Soon the consumption amount reached 300 taels.

"strangeness."

Yanyan didn't understand why Brother Qiang bought so many things. It is said that last time he bought so much money, even if he opened it up, he couldn't finish it. Why did he buy it again?

Too much money to burn?
Of course, this was her wild guess. There must be some reason for him to start buying food in large quantities.

Forget it, who cares, it's not bad for me anyway.

After closing the supermarket page, she called everyone to get up and work.

There are several big trees in the area where they are, and because the space is limited, so many mats are not needed, so Yanyan asked everyone to use half of the mats as the roof of the tent, with both ends fixed on the big trees and two ends supported by wood.

Soon, the top of the head became one piece, and there was no need to be exposed to the sun during the day. Although it was ventilated from all sides, with the addition of this top, there was a feeling of home, which was different.

After the shed is set up, start to set up the pots.

There are no stones here, so they used water and soil to make ten simple hearths.

Originally they prepared so much water to make mud bricks and build a house for the eldest lady, but now they can't use it, so they just took it out for use.

Then use the branches picked up on the road as firewood, dry the stove, and finally put the pot on it and pour water into it.

Everyone is working in an orderly manner and is very skilled.

The people on the side were all dumbfounded.

Is this really an escape?Are you sure it's not an outing?
And what are you doing with the pot?Don't you know how to save food when you have so much food?You must know that you will often be hungry in the future.

No, that's not the point.

The point is, where do they get so much food?
Whoever escaped from the famine here is not at the end of his life, and has even eaten people.

If they had enough food, why would they come all the way to Jinchuan City, wouldn't it be good to live by guarding a well?

These people are baffled.

But forget about persuasion, when they finish eating, they will queue up like them, and they will even be hungry.

Hmph, if you tell you to have some food, you will cry, sooner or later you will cry.

Many people have this mentality, so no one reminds them.

Soon came two officers and soldiers.

"What are you doing?"

Their expressions were serious, and their tone was a bit serious, and of course there was a trace of doubt.

Facing the questioning of the officers and soldiers, everyone was a little at a loss, and they were also instinctively afraid of the official authority.

Yanyan waved her hands and asked everyone to do their own thing, and she will deal with it.

"If you come back to the official, we are cooking. Is there a rule in Jinchuan that you can't cook by yourself?"

The two froze for a moment, there really was no rule that they couldn't cook by themselves.

Mainly, the higher-ups did not expect that the disaster victims would cook their own meals.

One of them reminded them, "It's better to save on food. Didn't you see how many people lined up overnight last night?"

Yanyan smiled and replied, "Thank you for the reminder, but we still have a lot of food, so we don't need to get porridge for a short time, so it's better to give the court's relief to those who need it more."

Oh, she gave herself full marks for this wave of answers.

The soldier opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"It's up to you, just don't make trouble."

Putting down a word, the two left.

However, after a quarter of an hour, the two returned, this time followed by a patrol of 20 people.

All are attracted by the smell.

"Where did you get the dumplings?" Soldier A asked in surprise, the meaty dumplings were almost drooling.

"It's still minced meat. How did you bring it here?" Soldier B was very puzzled. The weather couldn't let it out for two days, but he didn't see them making it now.

"Are you sure you are victims of the disaster?" Officer A looked at these people suspiciously. If the victims of the disaster can afford dumplings stuffed with white flour and meat, then they are not as good as the victims of the disaster.

Yanyan said with a smile all over her face, "Guys haven't had breakfast yet, do you want to eat together? I'll let them cook a few more pots of dumplings."

22 people, you look at me, I look at you, and want to say domineeringly, but they can't move their eyes from the dumplings.

Let alone dumplings, they almost forgot what flour tastes like.

The arid area is expanding, and the flour has been roasted to the point of one tael per liter. This is still limited, and they really can't afford it.

(End of this chapter)