Apocalypse Supermarket System

Chapter 8 Crazy Spread
Jinling base city is the top three base cities in terms of population in the entire Central China region. However, due to the large population of the base city, it is divided into a main base city and countless satellite base cities. Even so, Jinling base city Even after the city's population stabilized, it never dropped below the figure of 140 million.

The huge population represents an astonishing consumption, and because of the outbreak of the virus and the radiation of the meteorite, the base city is actually isolated from the base city, there is no communication between them, no circulation, no trade, no trade, no production , There are power plants in one area, and industrial equipment in another area, but because there is no connection between them, both of them are basically decorations.

Therefore, except for growing some food and vegetables in the base city, the industry and production have basically stagnated. Even if there are, most of them are handmade, because the production of anything needs raw materials, and raw materials are really difficult to get.

But even if it is to grow food and vegetables, due to radiation, a large area of ​​land is barren, and even if it grows, it is thin and small, less than [-]% of the previous output.

Fortunately, there are a lot of food reserves, and not many people survived, so it is still possible to ensure that people will not starve to death.

There are currently two distribution methods in Jinling City. One is the minimum survival guarantee. Every Monday, you can receive a ration that is only enough to maintain your life. Extra rations, people who receive both of these two guarantees can achieve food and clothing.But the jobs are limited and the number of people is large, so, excluding some people who have skills to earn some extra money, at least half of the people in the base city are hovering on the verge of starving to death.

The base city is also helpless. After all, food is limited and cannot be replenished, and it is consumed every day. Therefore, the Jinling base city that can guarantee the distribution of survival guarantees is already considered good.

Cheng Haodong is a senior repairman. He has dealt with machines all his life, but he has not made a list, but he has practiced good craftsmanship. After the outbreak of the virus, he brought his escaped son to Jinling Base City, and made various This kind of weapon, even guns and bullets can be made, and the quality is very good, so his quality of life is considered good in Jinling Base City, and because of the rarity of this craft, not many people are willing to fight against him, Xiao The days are really nourishing.

Cheng Haodong was sitting under a big tree not far from the gate of the city, drinking high-quality Longjing tea from a purple clay pot, leisurely watching the workers who worked hard to build the city wall, and lamenting the fucking world.

To put it bluntly, he is a person who does not hurt his back while standing and talking.

Suddenly he saw an acquaintance, their former factory manager Chen Shanhe, the third at home, known as Chen San or Chen Laosan, but behind his back they always called him the third fat man.

The three fat guys don't look fat at all now, but their figure can't be said to be thin. After all, it will take a while to lose weight. Cheng Haodong thought, in a month or two, the three fat guys will probably be so thin that they can see their bones. .

Cheng Haodong jokingly guessed that he knew that what Chen Shanhe was doing now was picking up waste, and now the status of the two of them was reversed, he, Cheng Haodong, became the person at the top, while the original factory manager became the bottom, struggling Survivors.

"Fatality tricks people." Cheng Haodong thought about this kind of thing countless times, but every time he saw that the previous leader was far worse than himself, the feeling of pleasure made him feel refreshed every time.

He took a sip of tea, and shouted to Chen Shanhe, who was already running close: "Old Chen! What frightened you so much, you ran after entering the city, did you see zombies? Don't panic, come over and have a drink of tea, give me a drink!" Brother, tell me."

Although Chen Shanhe knew that this subordinate who he didn't like in the past, now he had no good intentions to look at his jokes when he had the opportunity, but Chen Shanhe was used to being a leader and knew how to judge people. He knew that this Cheng Haodong would just pass by The serf turned over and became addicted to singing, so he had no bad intentions, so he leaned over, picked up the tea Cheng Haodong had poured out, and took a sip.

"Old Cheng is very good at enjoying the high-quality West Lake Longjing tea."

"Don't mention it, if I didn't like this, that kid wouldn't be able to exchange a catty of tea for a shotgun, right? That's my favorite work, and I've been polishing it for several days." Cheng Haodong was very happy that someone drank his tea. This is good tea, which proves that he is not good at it.

Cheng Haodong saw that the other people who ran back with Chen Shanhe were looking for a place to rest with lingering fear, and his curiosity arose, and he asked, "What's the matter with you? Aren't these all people who scavenged together? Why are they so frightened?" That's it?"

Chen Shanhe was about to talk about how dangerous things were, but when he rolled his eyes, he thought of an idea to make money, and continued to drink tea, thinking about what to say.

Cheng Haodong couldn't wait for his grinding energy, and asked anxiously: "You are talking."

"Brother Cheng, this matter is dangerous. In order to find out about this matter, we have killed two people. Both Big Sun and Zhou Wei have met the King of Hades."

Although he didn't know who these two people were, Cheng Haodong's curiosity was aroused. He got up and moved a stool for Chen Shanhe, and said with a smile, "Tell me, what's going on."

Chen Shanhe whispered mysteriously: "Let me ask my brother first, what is the price of the May [-]th pistol now."

"No matter what, I need five large yellow croakers or two hundred catties of rice. I can't even make those things. I need a machine tool."

"Yeah, but you know what, we encountered a strange thing today. It is said that I was knocking steel bars in an abandoned cement pipe, and I saw..." Chen Shanhe added fuel and vinegar to show the supermarket to Sun Jiaming Showing off his power, he spoke out vividly, and when it came to the wonderful things, Cheng Haodong's heart ached.

"So, brother Cheng, tell me, isn't that supermarket a treasure? Otherwise, a scavenger can open it with a brand new May [-]th pistol after a while. Bullets are not cheap these days."

When Cheng Haodong heard the finale, he was no longer interested in listening to the excitement. He was also a sensible person, knowing that Chen Shanhe told the story so vividly, just to highlight the importance of this supermarket, to put it bluntly.

He wants money.

"Hahaha, old Chen, your story is wonderful, it's as true as it is told." It means that your story is too fake.

"Brother Cheng, if you don't believe me, I'll tell others. Maybe someone will believe you or not." Your surname is Cheng, the sooner I can do this business, the better. You must know that there are more than one person who escaped. I believe there are many people. With the intention of selling the supermarket information, he has no time to argue with this Cheng Haodong.

"Come on, I'm really interested, Lao Chen take me to have a look?"

Chen Shanhe looked at Cheng Haodong without speaking.

Cheng Haodong laughed and said: "Of course, you can't let Lao Chen make a trip for nothing. In this way, twenty catties of rice will be regarded as hard money. Of course, if you have something to do, Lao Chen, the two brothers over there will probably If you know the way, I'll go find them, and you can do your work."

Twenty catties of rice?
It's a lot to think about, and this Cheng Haodong is so old and cunning that he blocked the conversation directly.

"Okay, Brother Cheng, I'll run for a while, let's go now without delay?" Chen Shanhe rubbed his hands together, motioning for Cheng Haodong to pay the bill.

"Don't, I'll go back and call my son, and you'll come back with me to get your hard-earned money." Cheng Haodong didn't have anything on him, he guessed, if this was true, the things in the supermarket probably needed to be bought , he'd better bring some money with him.

(End of this chapter)