Natural Disaster: My Portable Farm in the End of the World

When Xiang Chi heard that there was such a nest of bugs in the living room, his hair stood on end.

Thinking that it was the half bag of potato chips left that caused the trouble, I felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

It happened that the four old people were taking turns tonight. Xu Ge said hello to Xiao Shao and Xiao Wei that they would not go to the greenhouse today, and the whole family started cleaning.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time. Except for the coffee table, no other wooden furniture was infested by insects.

The house was cleaned inside and out, and disinfectant and anthelmintics were used in turn.

Xiang Chi finally felt relieved.

Standing far away, Xiang Chi looked at the pile of bugs he had cleaned out of his house, his face livid.

Because she was afraid of bugs, Xu Ge paid special attention to this aspect when cleaning before.

The last time this kind of general cleaning was done was half a month ago. In just half a month, so many bugs entered the house, Xiang Chi was a little worried.

Xiang Chi: "There are too many insects..."

Xu Ge looked at the pile of insect corpses in front of him and was a little surprised. There were indeed too many.

Thinking that there was only one box of pesticides left in the basement, Xu Ge and Xiang Chi changed their clothes and planned to go to the market to buy some pesticides.

After driving for nearly half an hour, the two came to a trading market in the south of the city. This is currently the largest trading market in Dan City, and it is relatively safe.

After putting some things in their backpacks, Xu Ge and Xiang Chi got out of the car and walked to the market.

I handed over two kilograms of cornmeal at the door and was about to go in, but I was told that the entrance fee had increased.

From one pound of cornmeal per person to two pounds per person. If they wanted to enter, they had to pay two more pounds of cornmeal.

Xu Ge and Xiang Chi looked at each other. They have been busy recently and haven't been here for a long time. They didn't expect the price to increase.

There is a lot of cornmeal in Xiang Chi's space, but there are no small packages.

She dug around in her backpack for a while, and actually took out a pack of noodles from the space.

Xiang Chi: "Do you think this is okay? Two kilograms of dried noodles."

The strong man at the gate took it over and checked it to see if it was moldy or spoiled, and then weighed it.

"Okay, go in."

As he said this, he made way for them.

Walking into the market, various shouts kept coming, giving Xiang Chi the illusion that he was back at the morning market before the apocalypse.

"The cassette stove can be exchanged for food. A brand new cassette stove comes with two tanks of gas, and ten kilograms of rice can be exchanged for it!"

"Brand-branded bags are on sale! I haven't even taken off the tags yet. The original price was 370,000 yuan. Now you only need one piece of water to take away!"

"Gold rings, gold necklaces, gold bracelets, don't miss them when you pass by! You only need five kilograms of rice to pick and choose!"

"Lao ** green water * is 90% new, just change it for food!"

Xiang Chi only used a five-pack of instant noodles in exchange for a two-carat diamond ring and a platinum necklace.

Various luxuries that were highly sought after before the end of the world are no longer in demand, which is sad.

On the contrary, various daily necessities that were common in the past have become the mainstream of transactions in the trading market.

"All kinds of toothpastes, toothbrushes, facial cleansers, shampoos, shower gels, just food and water!"

"Brother, what do you think of my down pants? They're pure goose down! How about five pieces of toothpaste and a box of toothbrushes for you?"

"Not great! I only changed food and water! Don't make trouble here!"

"Hey! Hey... you can negotiate the price. How about three toothpastes..."

"It's a blanket. It's made of coral velvet. It's soft and big. You can carry it away with ten pounds of cornmeal!"

"Who wants this blanket on this hot day? I'll give you five kilograms of cornmeal, will you sell it?"

"Oh, eldest sister, my blanket is really big. Look at it, it's two meters by four meters! If you touch it again, how soft is it? Five pounds is no good, it's too little!"

"Six catties!"

"No, no, it's too little. If you pay nine pounds, I'll give it to you."

"Seven pounds!"

"Eight and a half pounds!"

"Eight pounds, at most I don't want it. Do you want to change it or not..."

"Okay, okay, eight pounds is eight pounds..."

The stall owner took the cornmeal from the elder sister, took out the small scale he carried with him, weighed it, and checked the weight. With a smile on his face, he wrapped the blanket and handed it over.

Xiang Chi and Xu Ge slowly walked into the market and observed the general prices.

Have a clearer understanding of people's current lives.

Although you can still shop online at Gongbao Supermarket, ordinary people just take a look.

A bottle of 300ml mineral water costs yuan. Not to mention that you can't afford it, you can't even get it if you want to.

Money has lost its role and has been completely reduced to numbers.

On the contrary, if someone has goods in his hands, no matter what they are, his life will be better.

In the trading market, the most popular item is of course grain, especially fine grain.

The second is water. Some functional drinks are also very popular because they can supplement some energy substances needed by the human body.

Then there are various daily necessities, such as toilet paper, toothpaste, batteries and the like.

After the apocalypse, factories have shut down. These things that need to be processed are used less and are very popular in the trading market.

The two people walked around and finally found a store selling pesticides. There were a lot of miscellaneous things placed on the stall. The stall owner was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, sitting behind the table while swinging a cattail fan.

Seeing Xiang Chi and Xu Ge parked in front of his stall, the stall owner Sun Yong just said, "Just take a look, the prices are on the side." and continued to complain about the horrible weather to the stall owner next door.

Xiang Chi and Xu Ge, who had been observing him for a while, didn't care and started looking at the various potions and prices on the table.

Recently, various types of insects have suddenly increased, and every household is faced with the problem of insects.

His pesticides have the largest and most comprehensive range in this trading market, so Sun Yong has no worries about selling his pesticides.

Even though his price tag is somewhat exaggerated, it still doesn't stop many people from trading every day.

Xu Ge looked through it and found that whether it was spray, powder, or mixed with water, there were many kinds here.

It seemed that the boss still ignored him and Xiang Chi. Xu Ge raised his voice slightly,

"Boss! I want all these pesticides. How much do you have in stock? I want more!"

Hearing what Xu Ge said, Sun Yong looked Xu Ge and Xiang Chi up and down and said:

"There's a lot of inventory, and that's the price... You have to be careful, I'm not cheap. Don't bother me to move the goods here for you. If you can't afford it, don't want it. Then I can't run away in vain. Once again, this world is not easy for everyone, don’t you think so?”

Xiang Chi smiled carelessly,

"Don't worry, boss, we don't have time to make fun of you. We want 500 bottles of each of these on your stall. In this way, we can also prove ourselves."

With that said, he opened his backpack and showed it to Sun Yong.