Stocking up for the end of the world: Erha took me and my best friend to become well-off

Not long after the two walked out, Leng Qiao came over again.

"Brother, sister-in-law, what does dad want from you?"

"It's nothing, just let us consider enlisting in the army again. We haven't decided yet." Yang Qing said.

Leng Qiao nodded, "I think something is going to happen at the base, and even I have to be transferred out of the military dog ​​base."

"Really?" Yang Qing was curious, "Where will he be transferred?"

"Transferred to the Navy, and also learned to drive a submarine." Leng Qiao said.

The two of them were silent, it seemed that they were really short of people.

The number of containers inherited by those civilizations should be very large. One submarine cannot pull a few, so a large number of submarines also require a large number of people to operate submarines.

Leng Qiao is a soldier, so training will be easier.

"Brother, you and Dad... don't you want to recognize him?" Leng Qiao looked at Leng Yi.

Leng Yi didn't speak, thought for a moment and said, "I didn't deny him, and he didn't say he wanted to recognize me. Everyone is very busy, so it doesn't matter those rituals, just know in your heart."

In fact, he didn't hate Leng Jiashan at all. He turned out to be his second uncle, someone he respected very much.

Now he is the person in charge of the military base, and he also shoulders the important task of protecting the inheritance of human civilization. It is already very hard, and Leng Yi does not want to bother him with his own affairs.

Of course, he probably doesn't have time to bother himself.

So it's good to be like this now, everyone is busy with their own affairs and each is content with his or her destiny.

Leng Qiao's eyes lit up when she heard what Leng Yi said, "So eldest brother doesn't hate dad?"

"I don't hate him." Leng Yi shook his head, "But I won't go out of my way to recognize him. It's fine as it is."

"Then my brother and I will come to find you and your sister-in-law, okay?" Leng Qiao asked.

"Okay." Leng Yi nodded, "It's just that we may not be at the base all the time. We will go out to look for supplies. If you want to come, it's best to come at night, or when you see us coming back, otherwise you may be in vain."

"I know." Leng Qiao nodded happily, as long as the eldest brother didn't reject them.

The two returned to the small yard, drove the pickup truck and pretended to go out to look for supplies.

"Should we go to the barter market?" Yang Qing asked Leng Yi.

"What do you want to change?" Leng Yi was curious. They were lacking almost everything now.

"When I heard what your father...the chief said today, I suddenly thought that there are very few books, calligraphy, paintings and antiques in my space. Except for the ones I found at some bosses when I was cleaning the building, I never found any again."

"Actually, many people used to trade famous people's calligraphy and paintings for things during the summer market, but they confiscated them when they thought they were of no use. Now I think about how you can exchange a few kilograms of grain for those valuable calligraphy and paintings. It's a great deal."

"When the apocalypse passes, if we have the opportunity, we can donate these to the country. Even if we don't donate, it will be very valuable to sell them by then. I think we can charge more." Yang Qing said.

Leng Yi nodded, "Okay, but we don't know anything about those. What if we receive a fake one?"

"I have a way." Yang Qing smiled, "As my space upgraded, I found that space has a certain sensitivity to items with spiritual energy."

"Do you remember that when the space was just able to support living things, I tried to kill the living things inside with my thoughts? Although I failed at first, as I practiced, I slowly became able to control the living things in the air and kill the things inside."

"Later on, you can directly kill the living creatures inside with your thoughts. This thought feels like you are manipulating the spiritual power in the space. I want to use this spiritual power to put it on my hands to see if I can feel the objects outside."

"If those antique calligraphy and paintings are genuine, they also have a certain aura, and they may be perceived with spiritual power."

"Is there really such a thing as spiritual energy in the world?" Leng Yi asked.

"I think Reiki is just a traditional Chinese term. If we really want to explain it scientifically, it is actually a kind of energy." Yang Qing said.

Leng Yi nodded, "Indeed, I'll try it later."

The two came to the barter market, which was quite lively and had everything.

Several months have passed since the eternal night, and the weather has gradually become warmer. The weather is now over 20 degrees, which is the most comfortable period.

So there are so many people coming out to set up stalls.

The two found a place to park the car, and Yang Qing carried a large bag on his back to hide the things he might need to take from the space.

The two of them looked for stalls that sold antique calligraphy and paintings, as well as books, especially professional books. Of course, there were also novels, which would also be spiritual food for the future.

Not to mention that there are really many people selling them, but books are not valuable. A pound of grain can be exchanged for more than a dozen books. They are usually genuine, and no one will keep the pirated ones.

Relatively speaking, most of the antiques, calligraphy and paintings are genuine. In such a troubled period when people often have to move, if they were fake, they would have been thrown away long ago, unless they did not know they were fake when they collected them.

Yang Qing saw a calligraphy and painting of Tang Bohu and asked the stall owner for five kilograms of grain.

"My old man spent millions to buy this from the auction market." The stall owner was very reluctant to part with it. "Now it's only worth a few kilograms of grain. If I didn't really have anything to eat, I wouldn't be willing to sell it."

Yang Qing put his hands on the calligraphy and painting, pretending to appreciate it, and used his spatial spiritual power to sense it. Sure enough, he could feel the faint energy flowing in the calligraphy and painting.

"Auntie, can you make it cheaper? It's a bit too expensive." Yang Qing deliberately pretended to be embarrassed. After all, at this time, a painting was not as practical as five kilograms of grain.

If she agrees too readily, people will think she is stupid and rich.

"Four kilograms, no more." The aunt gritted her teeth.

"Three catties!" Yang Qing bargained.

"Not for sale!" The aunt shook her head. The difference of two kilograms was too much.

Two kilograms of grain can feed their family for four days now.

"Three and a half kilograms!" Yang Qing increased the price, "I don't want any more."

The aunt hesitated for a long time, "Forget it, here you go, your food must be enough for me."

"Don't worry, I guarantee you won't miss a point." Yang Qing said with a smile.

"I have others here, do you want them?" Auntie suddenly lowered her voice.

"Take a look." Yang Qing nodded.

The aunt took out another painting from the bag at her feet and spread it out for Yang Qing to see.

Yang Qing used her hands to sense it, but couldn't sense anything. She didn't reveal it, "I don't like this picture, so I don't want it anymore."

The aunt sighed and put the painting away.

Yang Qing packed three and a half kilograms of rice in a black bag for the aunt, and then put Tang Bohu's calligraphy and paintings into the bag.

Then he followed the same pattern and collected several paintings and calligraphy by famous people, and even received a plum vase from the Song Dynasty, all at the cost of only a few kilograms of grain.

The stall owner was both distressed and helpless.

In the last days, there is no use holding these dead things. It is better to exchange them for some food.

What Yang Qing is most in need of is food. The food in her space already exceeds one million kilograms.

The two of them returned to the base in the evening after strolling outside.

In order to lay the groundwork for bringing out rare metals in the future, Yang Qing took out a box of cigarettes from the space and pretended to be found materials to show their abilities.

Anyway, cigarettes are the most useless thing in her opinion. Neither she nor Leng Yi smokes, but they are very valuable in the end of the world, so it is better to use them in exchange for points.