Plane Supermarket

"Is there a customer?" Ye Zhou, who just got off the car, stopped at the door of the store. He was wearing a neat suit. Since it was not tailor-made, it was a little too big for him, but it didn't look like a child sneaking through an adult. Clothes, on the contrary, look like a young master who never follows the rules.

Zhou Wen, who was waiting at the door, immediately went up to meet him: "There are more than a dozen people, all of whom are not very old, and look less than fifteen."

Ye Zhou frowned slightly, but quickly stretched it out: "Understood, go get busy."

He originally thought that Yang Guoqin would hide the existence of the supermarket, but after thinking about it, he knew that the base was here, and the soldiers had already seen the supermarket. If he really wanted to hide it, he could only hide it from other bases.

It is foolish to try to hide people from this base. Yang Guoqin can't stop people from this base from coming out.

He had just negotiated a big deal with Yang Guoqin. Yang Guoqin told him through gritted teeth that he would definitely buy the photon cannon, but it would take time to raise money. As for the bullets, someone would come and take them away in the afternoon.

Sarah also got out of the car. Yang Guoqin prepared a car for them and even equipped a driver.

Usually, this car is parked outside the supermarket. Once the tide of corpses strikes again, Ye Zhou and the others can also leave in this car.

Although this car was useless to Ye Zhou, it was Yang Guoqin's sincerity after all, and he accepted it after he rejected it twice.

Dealing with Yang Guoqin is not tiring or bothering.

After all, it is now a complete seller's market, and the buyer has no capital to bargain and negotiate terms.

"What do they use to pay?" Ye Zhou walked to the temporary disinfection station at the entrance of the supermarket.

Zhou Wen: "Torn cakes, Brother Wu told them that a piece of corn cakes is worth fifty."

Ye Zhou nodded. He smiled and said, "Yang Guoqin has also considered this."

Zhou Wen couldn't hear it, so he just lowered his head and didn't raise his head to ask.

Since Yang Guoqin is the highest officer of the base, although he is a general, it does not mean that his culture is not good.

On the contrary, when he learned that the prices of the goods in Ye Zhou's supermarket would not change, he immediately thought of the base's own currency.

Ye Zhou came here for business, not for charity. If Ye Zhou really wants to do charity in such a large base, it will be over within a month.

Since supermarket prices remain unchanged, the only thing that will change is their local currency value.

The tortillas are worth fifty now, but then there's no telling.

Yang Guoqin specifically asked him: "Is the value of the tortillas only for our base or other bases as well?"

Even Ye Zhou hadn't thought of this.

After discussing for a while, the two agreed that if only Luoyang Base did business with him, then the value of the tortillas might drop, but not too much, and it would stabilize after a period of time.

But if other bases also come to do business with Ye Zhou, then the depreciation of the tortilla will be faster and more severe.

Possibly even cheaper than the cornmeal sold at the supermarket.

That is to say, if only the Luoyang base collects wool from the supermarket, it can continue to collect wool for a long time, because there are prices in other bases to balance, so even if the tortillas are not worth fifty in the future, they will not fall to twenty.

If the value of a tortilla in the Luoyang base drops to one yuan, but the value of the tortilla in other bases is still fifty, then it will be counted in the supermarket's exchange system, and it will still be based on the population of the Luoyang base and the population of other bases. Converted average.

The supermarket calculates the average value of the entire plane, not the monetary value of a single base.

Yang Guoqin is now trying to find a way to collect money to collect wool from the supermarket.

Ye Zhou didn't care about the problem of collecting wool, anyway, it was the system that was collecting, and he was not losing money.

However, Ye Zhou and Yang Guoqin finally believed that a stable currency was the most important thing compared to food with unstable value like corn cakes.

And the Luoyang base has banknotes—it’s just that most people don’t want to use them, because supplies are scarce, and they can’t buy things with money.

But now with Longsheng Supermarket, banknotes may return to the currency position.

The tide of corpses only receded yesterday, but someone has already arrived today.

They are all people who are not afraid of death.

Sarah: "Didn't Yang Guoqin say that the people who clean the battlefield are all young people over the age of 15? Children under the age of 15 are also allowed now?"

Zhou Wen whispered, "I'm afraid I came here after finding a way to hide it from Master Bing."

The group of children were all wearing masks, and they still wrapped themselves tightly in such a hot weather.

Although it is true that you need to be fully armed to clean the battlefield, they are a little too wrapped up.

In the eyes of the recruits, they might think that they are afraid of death.

But in the eyes of people like Zhou Wen who escaped the famine, these people must be hiding something.

Sarah turned to look at Ye Zhou: "Do you want to tell Yang Guoqin?"

Ye Zhou hesitated for a few minutes: "Let's talk about it after they finish shopping."

Children under the age of 15 are precious to this base. They will become the main force in a few years. Whether it is combat or production, the loss of a child is a major event for the base.

Ye Zhou: "After all, it's the supermarket's first order here. Give them a [-]% discount when you check out."

If life is not difficult, why should a child of this age risk his life and hide his identity to clean up the battlefield?

Ye Zhou sighed, "It's not easy to live here."

Sarah: "It's not easy living anywhere, Boss."

She doesn't feel that the people here are pitiful, and she didn't feel that the people in Daliang Dynasty were pitiful before. In her opinion, it's the same everywhere.

If there are rich, there will be poor, and if there are those who sit on sedan chairs, there will be those who carry sedan chairs.

If it is more pitiful than pitiful, pitiful is worse than pitiful, how can people have so much kindness to pour out?

Only the boss, there are not enough jumping planes, and there is extra sympathy and kindness.

When he sees more, he will find that nothing can be changed by himself.

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Feng Yao is holding a bag of sugar and a big bag of loose chocolates. She looks like she is walking on clouds. Although she has hypoglycemia, she hasn’t eaten sugar for a long time. The sugar factory shut down early, and all the staff and equipment are tight with ammunition. and necessities.

If you want to buy candy, you can only rely on tickets.

"Torn tortillas can be exchanged for cornmeal!" Someone shouted in disbelief, "Then let's buy cornmeal and go back to make cakes, and then exchange them for something?"

The questioner looks at the shopping guide.

Cao'er, who was wearing a red and white uniform, had a smile on her face. She didn't know if she could, so she could only say, "Wait a minute, I'll ask the boss."

Cao'er felt that it must not be changed!If it is replaced like this, wouldn't it be a loss-making business?

But when she got to the lounge, Ye Zhou said, "Yes."

Cao'er's eyes widened, and she said eagerly: "It's a fairy! Now, after this, don't we..."

Ye Zhou waved his hand: "It's okay, no matter what they do, I won't lose money, let them go."

The system doesn't pay him wages, as long as he earns, he doesn't care whether the system earns or not.

So Cao'er could only go back with a look of disbelief, and said to the boy with a childish face, "The boss said yes."

"Lingling, shall we switch to rice or cornflour?"

"Corn flour here is more expensive than rice!"

Ye Zhou Supermarket doesn’t sell bulk cornmeal. They are all packaged and of good brands. Of course, the price is more expensive than bulk rice.

Feng Ling's eyes were dazzled, they were like little mice that fell into the rice warehouse, wanting everything, wanting to eat everything.

Feng Ling did the math, and she could still buy things worth more than ten yuan.

"Let's buy cornmeal together, let's count the money." Feng Ling excitedly said, "We also pool other money together, and exchange more rice for return."

After finishing speaking, she looked at the large bag of mints in her arms, gritted her teeth, and put the mints back on the original shelf.

Only the bag of chocolates she didn't put away, she didn't dare to buy packaged chocolates, only dared to buy bulk ones.

There are football chocolates and gold coin chocolates, and the prices are very cheap.

"I want to buy a bottle of Coke." The youngest girl stood in front of the drink cabinet, and she pointed to the large bucket of Coke on the inside cabinet. The two buckets were sold together, adding up to seven yuan.

Feng Ling's voice was hoarse: "Buy!"

"I'll get it for you."

"Can I buy a mask?"

Their masks are also in limited supply. If they run out, they will not dare to leave the base to work part-time.

It's not that some people don't want to work part-time, but they can't do it.

"Buy, buy, buy!!"

"That's right! Let's come out to work part-time, and if we earn money, we can go to the supermarket to buy things!"

"That might as well make tortillas at home."

Feng Ling looked at the faces of her companions, she was in a daze, how long had she not seen such smiles on their faces?

In her memory, her companions didn't laugh very often, they didn't even have the energy to laugh.

Everyone just lives every day numbly, even if they want to pursue a better life, they don't know what to do.

No matter what they do, they cannot change their situation.

Their best result is to live to the age of 15, go to the battlefield, and die on the battlefield.

There is no hope for the future, nor is there any hope.

The boy was holding a bunch of cheap goods in his arms. He even forgot to push the shopping cart or pick up the shopping basket. When the things dropped, he eagerly picked them up, and then dropped more. Wu wife couldn't stand it anymore, so she went to get one. Handing the shopping basket to the boy, he said with a smile on his face, "There is a basket."

The boy took the shopping basket embarrassingly. It might be that Wu Wife looked kind. He asked in a low voice, "You work here, how much are you paid? Do you include room and board?"

He felt that Wu Wife and the others really didn't look like soldiers.

Mrs. Wu was stunned. No one had asked her this question before, but she didn't answer all of them. Instead, she said: "The salary is quite good, including food and lodging."

The boy swallowed.

He turned his head to look at the full container and swallowed unconsciously.

The thoughts in his mind were finally spoken out by him.

"Your supermarket... still recruits employees?"

As soon as the boy finished asking, he added anxiously: "It's okay to pay a lower salary! It's fine to include room and board!"

"I can do anything! Just let me do the dirty work!"

Wu wife: "..."

I thought it was a customer, but I didn't expect to come to compete with them for a job.