[Apocalypse] is not food reserves!

Unlike yesterday, today is getting warmer, and there are more people on the street, and the ground is wet after the snow melts.

The little black duck walked out in human form for the first time, and felt that everything was very novel.

"Is that person dead?" The little black duck suddenly stopped and pointed to a fallen person by the side of the road.

The stiff corpse leaning against the street lamp was covered with a dark sheet, with thin short sleeves exposed inside, and it seemed that there was something firmly in his arms.

This person was the only passer-by on this street that Little Black Duck saw yesterday. Yesterday, he was seen walking through the snow, and when he saw him again, he froze to death.

Feng Ming looked over, and there happened to be two people who came forward to tear the sheet off the corpse, wanting to keep it for themselves. After all, no one knows if the weather will change drastically.

One of them pushed away the corpse's hand, revealing the things in the corpse's arms. He exclaimed in surprise: "It's steamed buns! There are three steamed buns!" His companion immediately stopped him: "Hush! Keep your voice down!"

The people around had already looked over, some were quite reserved and looked away after a glance or two, while some just stared straight at the steamed bun.

The body was pulled by those two people in this way, and it has changed from leaning against the street lamp to falling to the ground.

"Let's go, let's go to the trading market." Feng Ming saw that the patrolling people went over to deal with it, so he took the little black duck's hand and led him to the east.

The little black duck was led forward, and he looked back again, only to find that the corpse had been taken away in a particularly rough manner.

"Is this the trading market that Lu Li mentioned?" The little black duck followed Feng Ming and looked around curiously.

The innocent young boy who looks left and right goes shopping intimately with a powerful supernatural being, which is very eye-catching.

I feel that there are eyes on me all the way, but the little black duck doesn't care about the sight of these people. It may be that the shit shovel officer is next to him, which makes him feel at ease, or it may be that these human beings are too much for him now. weak.Weak enough that he can subdue them all with a little power.

The little black duck passed through many stalls, most of which were miscellaneous goods, and there were patrolling people passing by from time to time on the road. In order to prevent theft and robbery, although the trainees were not supernatural beings, other guns on their waists were enough People weighed it.

The little black duck was a little dazzled by these things, and finally he stopped at the small stall of the three children.

The oldest of the three children looked twelve or thirteen years old.

"Do you want to buy something?" the oldest child asked aloud.

The little black duck curiously picked up a rattle, turned it around, and made a crisp drum sound.

Almost no one comes to this stall, because the things they sell are really tasteless.

The youngest-looking younger sister seemed to be very afraid that the big brother would leave like this. Seeing him pick up the rattle, she hurriedly introduced in her immature voice: "This, this is the rattle. It's so cute that it can be played with by babies."

"Is this for babies?" The little black duck pouted and put it down.

Then he picked up another book, a fairy tale book with an ugly duckling pattern on it.The little black duck flipped through it, and found it to be very good, and it was still written in pinyin.

Seeing that the boy seemed to think it was not bad, the older child hurriedly picked up another one and showed it to him: "Look, this is an exercise book that teaches you arithmetic. It belongs to my younger brother, but it is brand new and unwritten. passed."

The little black duck also took it and looked at it, then turned his head and said to Feng Ming: "I want these two books, can I exchange the things I left with you?" The little black duck still remembered that he had a convenient The things in the store are in Feng Ming.

Feng Ming naturally pampered him unconditionally, although he didn't know what the little black duck would do for it.

"What do you want to exchange for these two books?" Feng Ming asked the older child.

"I...I think I can exchange some rations if possible. A book needs at least two steamed buns." He knows that these foods are more expensive than two books for young children, but he really needs these foods. Looking at his younger siblings, grandpa fell ill because of yesterday's drop in temperature, he was really desperate.

"Hey, I also have books here, how about a steamed bun or a biscuit?" Another nearby peddler saw it, shouted loudly, and raised the book in his hand, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.

The little black duck took a look at the book in his hand, some kind of psychology, it looked like an obscure book, and turned his head back in disinterest.

Feng Ming took out several packs of sandwich biscuits and a black bag from the black mountaineering bag he was carrying, which contained four steamed buns.

These things are obviously well beyond the price of two books.

"Thank you!" The boy bowed deeply, and the younger brother and younger sister hurriedly followed suit.

Feng Ming handed them the things, then pretended to put the books in the schoolbag, and continued to stroll with the little black duck. The vendors who saw the scene just now were all staring at the two moving "fat sheep".

"Little boss! Take a look at my stuff! All the steamed buns!"

"Crystal nucleus for jade! These are all good jade!"

The little black duck was attracted by the jade on a stall, and stopped in front of the stall.

There are more than ten pieces of jade in that stall, of various kinds, the largest of which is no bigger than a palm.

"I opened a jade shop before, and I brought these to escape. If you like it, you can exchange [-] first-level crystal nuclei for one. These are all good jades. If there is no other way, they won't be sold so cheap." As soon as the peddler saw something interesting, he tried his best to recommend it to the little black duck. Obviously, he regarded the little black duck and Feng Ming as a relationship between a foster and being fostered, and tried his best to please this seemingly ignorant and deceitful boy.

The ignorant and deceitful boy picked up a pair of dragon and phoenix jade: "These two, forty first-level crystal nuclei, are you selling them?"

The peddler saw that the boy didn't bargain at all, and secretly regretted that he had lowered the price, but Feng Ming, who was standing next to him, looked very difficult to mess with, and could only make a sad look: "This is a cheap sale."

Feng Ming could naturally see that the quality of this jade was not as good as the boss said, but he didn't intend to disturb the little black duck's interest.

Reaching into the black mountaineering bag and taking out a large bag of crystal nuclei under cover, he counted forty and gave it out.

Satisfied, the little black duck put the jade pendant into the schoolbag he was carrying, and raised his head and told Feng Ming: "Use the crystal core I left with you."

"Okay, listen to the clips." Feng Ming stroked the soft top of the little black duck's head.

The little black duck curiously looked at this one and touched that one. He saw a lot of people in front of a booth.

It was a stall selling winter clothes, and it was the only one selling winter clothes.

The end of the world began in summer, and many people did not have warm clothes. After what happened yesterday, everyone realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Down jacket! One piece has eighty first-level crystal nuclei! One sweater has fifty first-level crystal nuclei!" The man shouted with a "speaker" rolled up in paper.

One first-level crystal nucleus can be exchanged for two palm-sized steamed buns. For ordinary people nowadays, two first-level crystal nuclei can live a full day. In this apocalyptic world, eighty first-level Crystal nucleus is already a huge sum of money for most people.

This shout made almost everyone back away, and they could only watch one or two well-dressed and proud supernatural beings step forward to buy.

"Let's go." The little black duck took a few glances, pulled Feng Ming uninterestedly, and walked on. There are a lot of clothes in Feng Ming's space. When collecting, he didn't sift through the entire warehouse and store. There are men's clothes and some There is no need to collect women's and children's clothing.

"What is this?" The little black duck chose a booth full of wood carvings this time.

The stall owner was obviously surprised that someone would stop by his booth, and he said without much hope: "This is a wood carving carved by myself, any one of them only needs a crystal nucleus, and I can carve the shape you want on the spot. "This is his handicraft before the end of the world. There are still many people who will be rare for these gadgets, but after the end of the world, almost no one will waste money on such small things. He has had no income for several days, and he is also hungry. Got to panic.

"I want a little duck, can I?" The little black duck gestured and said roughly.

"Yes, yes." The stall owner was flattered, especially the simple shape of the little duck, which was quickly carved out. He also made a hole according to the little black duck's instructions, and threaded it with a rope.

After the little black duck took out a crystal nucleus from his pocket and paid for it, he took the wooden duck, which was only about two centimeters long, and put it on Feng Ming's neck on tiptoe.

"Piece" Feng Ming looked at him in surprise.

"This is a gift from me!" The little black duck looked at him and showed a big smile.

Looking at the smile in front of him, Feng Ming felt his heart melt, and couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth: "Well, I will always wear it."

The author has something to say:

Stall owner: I always feel like I ate a mouthful of dog food_(:з」∠)_