Take the supermarket across to the deserted road

Chapter 71

"Why don't you go behind the scenes?" Xiaoyong suggested, although the income is less, it is safe.

Yanyan thought it was feasible, "Why don't you still use the box?"

Both mother and son laughed at the same time.

Although Xiaodan didn't understand what mother and brother were talking about, it didn't prevent her from laughing along.

Today, there are far fewer people queuing up to get porridge. As long as the children are selected, they can get half a bag of grain to eat, which is enough for them to eat for several days.

As for the whereabouts of the children, as long as they don't die, staying anywhere is better than the disaster-stricken areas. Can those big merchants not feed the children?
Based on this kind of thinking, the families whose children were taken away have no burden in their hearts.It's just that there is no freedom, and that's better than starving to death.

In the evening, the wave of victims in Sanqi Town, Zhao County opened fire again.

Other disaster victims are already envious.

Others treat one meal of porridge a day as a treasure, but for them, not only can they eat two meals a day, and each meal can fill them up, but it is also the flour and rice they crave for.

Hey, it's numb, really.

This side was ready to fire, and Xiao Jia immediately ran to the box.

Suddenly dozens of bags of steamed buns appeared in the empty wooden box.

He rubbed his eyes, it really appeared out of thin air.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Yanyan, who didn't even look at him.

"Did you guess wrong?"

Xiao Jia scratched her head, suddenly a little confused.

Soon, Mo Niang came over and took out the food inside.

"Mo Niang, wait," Xiao Jia hurriedly called her.

Mo Niang bowed and asked politely, "Master Jun, what's the matter?"

"Is the food in it conjured by your eldest lady?"

"No, the lady paid for the food."

This answer surprised him, "Buy? Where did you buy it from?"

Mo Niang pointed to the sky, "Above."

"I mean, how does she buy from above?"

"Take the money."

"I know how to take money, I mean how to use money to buy things from above, and through what?" This is very important.

Mo Niang shook her head in embarrassment, "I don't know about this, anyway, through this box, you can trade with the above."

Speaking of this, she glanced at the other party lightly.

"Do you think these foods are brought by the wind?"

Every time I come to eat, hum.

Mo Niang snorted dissatisfied, and left with her things in her arms.

Xiao Jia rubbed her nose in embarrassment, and she didn't blame him, it was Boss Han's orders.

The task for the first two days is to finish their food, and let them queue up to get food honestly, without doing anything special.

As a result, there was simply not enough food to eat.

The next task is to find the other party's food source and test the bottom line, so I will bring 40 or 60 people later.

As a result, Yanyan was not struggling at all.

At first, they thought they could continue to come and eat, but because Vice General Han's share was gone, all of them had nothing to eat.

As for his task now, it is to find out how the food came from. If it comes out of the box, even the ghosts will not believe it.

Xiao Jia observed for a day.

Song Daniu was very loyal to Yanyan, and he was not easy to use stereotypes. No matter what other people asked, they would never know the answer.

In the end, he set his sights on this Mo Niang, and he got some useful news.

First, the box is just a carrier for receiving, and you cannot conjure food by yourself. No wonder the previous box was stolen, and the other party was not in a hurry;
Second, the food is bought with money, and the party to the transaction is an unknown existence, and of course the possibility of Yanyan herself is not ruled out;
Third, assuming that Yanyan's food is bought, how can he trade with that unknown person? Is there a limit to the quantity, and others can also trade?
This one is unknown and the most important.

Xiao Jia decided to go back after dinner.

In the evening, Zhang Daquan and his brothers came over for dinner again.

They were also embarrassed, but they couldn't eat any other meals. They also offered money, but Yanyan refused, and welcomed them to come here for dinner at any time.

Throughout the day, the atmosphere in the disaster-stricken area was quite good. When the porridge bowl was over, the queues were cleared, and there was no part left as before.

Yanyan obviously felt that everyone's mood improved a lot.

Just half a bag of grain made everyone so happy.

Hey.

Another day passed, the sixth day in the disaster area.

They have welcomed a distinguished guest here.

Deputy General Han came in person, and brought one person with him.

The other party was nearly two meters tall, with a burly figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a small beard.

Even though he was wearing plain clothes, he couldn't hide the aura and murderous aura in his gestures.

Deputy General Han followed the man, introducing something as he walked.

Yanyan guessed the other party's identity, General Lu Youlu, did not expect him to come, it seems that the price of food should have risen a lot.Otherwise, the mastermind behind the scenes would not have appeared so soon.

Soon the two came to the area of ​​Zhao County.

When Xiaojia saw the person, she hurried up to meet him. "General, why are you here in person?"

Lu You seems to be in his early forties, but if he ignores his aura, he is an approachable elder.

"Xiao Jia, you did a good job."

Patted him on the shoulder and remembered this little soldier.

Xiao Jia was so excited that she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

Vice General Han was also very happy, he was praised as his personal soldier, and he was honored.

Yanyan greeted them as before.

"Vice General Han has brought his friends over. We're having dumplings this morning, do you want to join us?"

"Miss Yan, this is."

Just as Vice General Han was about to introduce him, Lu You interrupted him by waving his hand.

"I've heard that Ms. Yan, you have delicious food here, but today Lu has the cheek to bother you."

"It's okay, Vice General Han put a lot of money here, you can come anytime."

Even for the ten buckets of water each time, she welcomes it very much.

The water in the pot is boiling, and a pot of dumplings is boiling in it.

Seeing the dumplings rolling inside, Lu You was quite emotional, the food that every family could afford before, but now even they can't afford it.

The country is difficult, and the people are even more difficult. He is His Majesty's minister, so he can't say anything about His Majesty's abdication, but when will it end?How long can your majesty, the country, and the people last?

In his ecstasy, the dumplings came out of the pot, and a large bowl was filled with soup and water.

He tasted one, a long-lost taste.

Dumplings, a food that he would not pay attention to at all, only realized how delicious it was after eating today.

After eating one, he put down his chopsticks.

Deputy General Han asked in confusion, "General, the dumplings don't taste good?"

Lu You shook his head, with a bitter smile, "This is flour, how could it be bad?"

"Then you."

"Soldiers, the people are still hungry, I really can't enjoy this delicacy to myself."

Forehead?
Deputy General Han put down his chopsticks in embarrassment.

Lu You looked at Yanyan and said, "Miss Yan, can I talk to you alone?"

Yanyan nodded, "Yes."

The two did not leave the disaster area, but walked slowly around the periphery.

After walking for a while, Lu Youcai said, "Miss Yan, do you know how many disaster victims there are outside Jinchuan City?"

Yanyan shook her head slightly, "I don't know, there should be a lot."

"There are nearly 90 victims here, and new victims are coming here every day, and it will soon reach 1 million."

Lu You looked at the victims who couldn't see far away, with a solemn expression.

"Even if a person can only eat one meal a day, even if the food in the porridge is diluted and diluted again, even if we put 300,000% of the sand in it against our conscience, even if we deliberately let [-] hungry people not receive the porridge every day, even if we open one Close your eyes and let those people pick people every half a month."

He looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)