Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1663: Brother, yes, yes, yes.
Ten o'clock in the morning.

The sky was overcast and low, giving people a feeling of oppression.

Shuanghe Town, north of Oil City.

On the G4 highway, two dilapidated medium-sized trucks were driving north. The truck bodies had been modified and the cargo beds had been raised to be level with the front of the trucks so that they could hold more things.

Both vehicles had shattered headlights and a bull bar installed at the front.

The car window glass was broken, but several iron rods were welded on.

It can't block the wind, but it can block zombies.

There were about ten people standing on the beds of the two vehicles, with shovels, sieves, shoulder poles, dung baskets and other things under their feet.

As the vehicle bumped along, the items in the bed also swayed and bumped, making noises.

In the pickup truck in front, a man was sitting in the passenger seat.
Put your legs on the dashboard of the car.

He had a cigarette rolled out of corn silk in his mouth, but he couldn't bear to smoke it, so he kept it in his mouth, and from time to time he put the cigarette in front of his nose to smell it.

The corn produced by the Dazhangshu base can be used to make corn tortillas with corn cobs and corn stalks, the leaves and corn stalks wrapped in corn can be used to feed pigs, and even corn silk can be used to make tobacco.

Nothing is wasted.

This kind of tobacco made from corn silk has a straw smell when smoked, is very refreshing, and can also treat rhinitis.

The land for cultivation is precious and there is no space specifically for growing tobacco. The first priority must be to ensure the cultivation of grain.

The vehicle drove onto a bridge and stopped suddenly.

thump!
The car stopped suddenly, causing the man sitting in the passenger seat to drop his feet forward. He slid on the seat and hit his head on the iron railing on the window.

The man grimaced in pain, supported his body with his hands, sat up, and knocked the driver's head twice, who looked full of guilt.

"Stutter, how to drive? Didn't I tell you? Apply the brakes slowly!"

"I'm really convinced!"

The man rubbed his head.

He stuttered with an embarrassed look on his face, and said haltingly:
"Big brother, there is a problem with the brake pads."

The man cursed: "What a bullshit problem! I can drive without any problem."

He looked at a man in a peaked cap in the back seat and said:

"Dapeng, drive the car down there."

Then he looked at the stutterer and said, "Stutterer, get out of the car with me."

After saying that, he opened the car door and got out.

The dozen or so people on the truck bed skillfully threw the tools on the truck bed off the truck and then jumped off the truck bed.

Each of them held a carrying pole, a dung basket, a shovel and other tools in their hands and walked under the highway bridge.

There is a dry river under the bridge, and the riverbed is exposed after the river dried up.

The river sand inside is revealed, and these river sands are excellent building materials.

There is one benefit to the drying up of rivers due to no rain for several months, which is that it becomes extremely easy to obtain river sand.

Boom boom boom——

After everyone got off the truck beds, the two medium-sized trucks drove towards the field ridges next to the bridge.

Try to drive your car closer to the river to save effort.

Dapeng drove the vehicle down from a relatively flat place and arrived at the dry riverbed.

The riverbed is full of stones, sand and some garbage.

Dapeng gripped the steering wheel tightly and drove on the rough riverbed.

"Come here." Sun Dali took the cigarette out of his mouth and shouted towards the medium-sized truck not far away.

Dapeng and his companion drove the car to Sun Dali's side and stopped.

Those who were carrying shoulder poles and dung baskets jumped off the bridge and began to dig sand and load the river sand into the dung baskets.

A man in a torn leather coat squatted down and rubbed the river sand. "Brother, the quality of this river sand is pretty good."

Sun Dali took a look at the sand on the riverbed, picked up a shovel and dug a few times but couldn't reach the bottom, which meant that there was a lot of sand in this river.

"Not bad, at least enough for us to carry for a few days."

The man in the fur coat had messy hair that was blown all over the place by the wind. He pressed his hair down and continued to ask:
"Brother, if we can fill both of our cars, how many points can we earn?"

Sun Dali thought for a moment and said:
"It's overloaded and fully loaded with at least 40 tons of sand. After deducting the points needed for fuel, I estimate that I can earn about 50 points."

"The main reason is that fuel is too expensive. When we have points, we can buy an electric truck. When the charging electricity is cheap, our cost will be reduced."

"Oh." Coal Ball, who was wearing a fur coat, nodded.

Sun Dali clapped his hands and shouted to everyone:

"Brothers, get to work! We only have six hours."

Under his command, everyone started to get busy.

The shed opened the crossbar of the truck bed, took down the two wooden boards in the truck, and placed them on the riverbed and the truck bed, making it easier for them to carry the sand and load it onto the truck.

There are 26 people in total, and the division of labor is very clear.

Some people are responsible for digging river sand with shovels, throwing the sand onto the sieve, and filtering out some stones and garbage.

Some of the filtered river sand is shoveled into the dung bucket with a shovel.

Some of them carried dung buckets filled with river sand on shoulder poles and dumped them into the truck bed.

Sun Dali climbed onto the roof of the car, holding a telescope that he had found from somewhere and only had one left on the side, and kept watch on the surroundings so that he could give everyone an early warning if any zombies appeared.

After looking around, there were no zombies around and no unusual movements were noticed.

He took out a box of matches from his pocket, struck a fire, and lit the corn husk cigarette he had been holding in his mouth all the way.

This cigarette has no filter.

Even the entire cigarette is rolled by myself, buying the tobacco and rolling it myself.

The cigarette without a filter is particularly strong when smoked.

I get addicted in just one second.

hiss--

call--

He took a puff of corn silk cigarette and was refreshed.

The wind was a little strong, the wind blew half and he blew half.

This made him feel a little sorry for the cigarette, so he clasped his hands together to cover the cigarette butt and make it burn slower.

He slowly exhaled the smoke, his cloudy eyes revealed a thoughtful look.

Forty tons, earning 50 points, to be divided equally among the 26 people.

A person can earn about 2 points a day.

However, they have to solve their own food problem, and each person needs to accumulate ten points a day for food.

Overall, it still earns more than working on a construction site, almost twice as much.

The survivors in the trading market, not every team can do this kind of work like them.

At least a whole car, and at least five people.

If one or two people come out to do this kind of work, apart from anything else, just the step of loading sand and gravel onto the truck would be enough to tire them to death.

There are only one or two people working on more than ten tons of sand, and their energy is limited.

If you don't fill the car up, it will cost a lot of fuel for a trip.

By then, the fuel they buy with points will be more than the points they earn.

Not worth the candle.

On the other hand, if you use your own vehicle to load river sand, you are basically responsible for your own profits and losses, and most importantly, it is unsafe.

If you encounter zombies, you have to deal with them yourself and bear the risks yourself.

The trade fair has been undergoing large-scale construction recently. In addition to the official transport team sent out by itself, it has also issued a call for survivors to help search and transport construction materials.

And corresponding points will be given according to the amount of river sand transported by the survivors.

Give full play to the subjective initiative of the majority of survivors and use points to exchange for the needed labor and construction materials.

Otherwise, the Oil City’s own transportation team alone would be unable to meet the massive amount of construction materials needed on the construction site.

But Sun Dali and his team were just right.

About twenty people and two medium-sized trucks, which were overloaded, earned quite a good amount of points.

While thinking about earning points, Sun Dali smoked a corn silk cigarette in his hand.

When he finished his cigarette, he shouted to Dapeng:

"Dapeng, come up and keep an eye on it."

Then he took over Dapeng's job of carrying sand. Although he was the leader of the team, he did not use his privilege to avoid work.

On the contrary, he was just like everyone else and ate whatever his brothers ate.

He does whatever work his brothers do and never uses it as an excuse to be lazy.

after an hour.

The people who screen the sand, the people who load the sand, and the people who carry the sand onto the truck bed take turns.

Of these three tasks, those who load sand onto trucks are the most tiring and hardest working.

After more than an hour of physical labor, they were sweating all over.

Some people even work shirtless.

Their endurance was great, and they kept repeating the same thing for more than an hour without stopping.

Another hour passed.

The time came to twelve noon.

"Brother Li, it's twelve o'clock. How about we take a break?" asked a middle-aged man with gray hair.

The middle-aged man's face looked to be in his forties, but his full head of white hair made it difficult to tell his real age.

Sun Dali dug the shovel in his hand into the sand and looked up at the truck.

One of the trucks could probably be filled up with a few dozen loads of sand.

Sun Dali wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted to everyone:

"Brothers, take a break."

He shouted to the sentinel on the roof:
"Xiao Li, come down and distribute cakes and water to everyone."

Then he looked at the stutterer next to him and said, "Stutterer, go up and keep watch for him."

"Good, good, good, good"

Standing guard is the easiest job, so there will basically be a rotation every half hour or an hour.

Sun Dali tried his best to be fair to avoid conflicts among everyone.

Many times, what is worrying is not the lack of wealth but the inequality of wealth.

Especially for people who are in a team like them, failure to be fair can easily lead to a lot of internal conflicts.

For a team, unity is the most important thing.

Sun Dali strictly adheres to this point.

Xiao Li is the youngest in their team, just in his early twenties.

He jumped out of the car nimbly and took down a plastic bucket of clean water and a large bag of multi-grain cakes.

"Come."

"Uncle Liu, this is for you."

"Brother Ma, yours."

"Sister Wang, come here."

Each person was given a piece of multi-grain cake, and Xiao Li gave each of them a piece.

As for water, you have to pour it yourself.

They also have their own water containers, which they pour from buckets into their own cups.

They use various containers to store water, including the Nongfu Spring plastic bottles that were extremely common before the end of the world, and the most commonly used ones are Yilibao, Wahaha, and Runtian.

Some people also use the military water bottle, which has a large capacity and is very convenient but a bit heavy.

Some people also use thermos cups.
There are all kinds of them, no two are the same.

"Brother, this is for you." Xiao Li handed the multi-grain cake to Sun Dali.

At this time, Sun Dali was leaning against the dry river bank. The river was originally two meters deep. Sun Dali leaned against the canal washed out by the river water.

He rubbed the sand off his hands and wiped the dust off his hands on his clothes.

He just took it and put it in his mouth.

"Pour me some water."

Sun Dali pointed at the truck and said, "My cup is on the passenger seat."

"Okay, Brother Li." Xiao Li nodded and trotted over.

Xiao Li rummaged around in the passenger seat of the truck, and suddenly the storage box opened with a click.

He stared at a hot photo magazine in the storage box and was stunned.

Such a hot body and such a handsome face.

He couldn't help but flip through the pages. The pictures inside the magazine were even more explosive, making him, a hot-blooded young man, very excited.

This magazine seems to have been read many times and the edges are a little curled.

Moreover, the magazine felt sticky in my hand and I had no idea what it was.

"Xiao Li, what are you doing? Give me the cup of water." Sun Dali's urging voice came from behind.

"Oh~"

"Here it comes." Xiao Li returned the magazine to the storage box and took out Sun Dali's water bottle from the storage box.

After filling the water, Xiaopao handed the water to Sun Dali.

Sun Dali looked at the red-faced Xiao Li with a puzzled look on his face, "What are you doing? Why are you gone for so long?"

"No, no, no, it's okay." Xiao Li's face turned even redder.

Although he is twenty years old, he is still inexperienced and does not understand those things very well.

Sun Dali looked at him suspiciously, gulped down two mouthfuls of water, and continued to bite the multi-grain cake.

Suddenly I remembered that I seemed to have put a magazine in the storage box.

He immediately smiled and said, "Xiao Li, you can take a look at that magazine."

"No, thanks." Xiao Li's face turned as red as his butt and he ran away.

"Hahahahahaha." Dapeng, who was sitting next to Sun Dali, naturally knew what the magazine Dali was talking about.

He also reads that magazine often.

"Xiao Li is so cute. Xiao Li, come here, Brother Peng will teach you some knowledge," Dapeng shouted at him.

The other team members around also started to make a noise.

"Xiao Li, although I'm much older than you, I can help you become a man." A middle-aged woman, who was sitting in an elegant and graceful posture while holding a pancake, joked.

"Yo yo yo, Xiao Li is blushing, hahahaha."

"Xiao Li, don't worry about them. Come to my bed tonight and I'll show you my glowing watch."

"Sister Fang, I am willing to discuss life with you in your bed"

"You're a jerk! You old pockmarked bastard, don't set your sights on me. I like young hunks, and I can't chew old hunks like you!"

Old Mazi: ".Alas."

"Xiao Li, if you have made up your mind, go find your sister Fang."

People in the last days will not care too much about other people's opinions. They will say what they think.

The common people, the survivors at the bottom of the world, cannot escape from this most primitive desire.

Men are shameless and women are unbridled and bold in expressing their ideas.

Xiao Li hid in the car and didn't dare to come out.

Everyone laughed happily but their laughter was not malicious, they just wanted to have a joke after being tired.

Dapeng chewed the multi-grain cake and said to Sun Dali:
"Brother, why don't you take Xiao Li to Tingfeng Tower some other time."

"what!"

At this moment, the stutterer standing on the roof holding a telescope,

After seeing the mighty convoy coming from the north, he shouted:
“Yes!! Yes – yes, yes, yes.”

When Sun Dali heard him shout, he suddenly got up and stood on the ridge of the field.

But the ridges were not high enough for him to see.

The telescope was also in Jieba's hand.

So he shouted anxiously: "What?"

"Big brother! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, lots, lots, lots, lots, lots..."

Sun Dali's blood pressure soared when he heard this.
"Your mother is a bastard. If I let you stand guard next time, I will be your grandson."

At the same time, he ran towards the car.

(Big big guys, please beg for monthly tickets~)