Plane Supermarket

A group of teenagers who originally planned to go to part-time jobs after "shopping" were finished, were "sent" back to the base by soldiers as soon as they stepped out of the supermarket.

Carrying big bags and small bags, they frantically explained: "We have ID cards!"

The soldiers had already determined that their ID cards were the result of falsification, and said bluntly: "You are not yet fifteen, you cannot leave the base, and you cannot clean the battlefield. I thought the teacher who took you told you that."

"You have to rewrite the base rules five hundred times when you go back, and your teacher will also be fined one month's salary."

The current identity certificates are all printed and stamped. There are no special printers in Luoyang base, so the cost of counterfeiting is low.

But it’s not that there is no way to identify it. The ink of the seal uses a special process, and now only the official can get this ink. If you carefully identify it, you can still identify it.

Feng Ling and the others didn't understand why they were killed even though they passed the inspection.

But since he was caught, he had no choice but to confess.

After taking the man back, the soldiers ran to the supermarket again.

They originally thought that supermarkets don't do business with unofficial people, but the group of little ghosts can buy things, does it mean that they can also shop?

Not all the soldiers came, only a few representatives were sent over, and if they could shop, let these few people do the shopping.

"Of course." Wu Yan asked them to wash their hands and disinfect, "As long as you don't steal or steal, you can buy everything in the supermarket."

Wu Yan said the price exchange again, "You can push a cart or take a shopping basket, it's up to you."

"But we only have plastic bags. If you want to save a little, you have to bring your own packaging."

In Wu Yan's view, non-essential money should not be spent. Although plastic bags only cost fifty cents, they are still money!

The soldiers were overjoyed and walked inside in disbelief.

Compared with Feng Ling's group of children, they know better what they should change.

No one went to the snack section, no one bought groceries, and they rounded up all the loose rice that the supermarket had.

I also bought a lot in bags.

It took them two trips to get their purchases out.

Ordinary soldiers can't use cars, so they are all carried by manpower.

But even the thinnest soldier can move dozens of catties of rice, and walks like flying, as if he is worried that if he is a little slower, he will be kept by the supermarket and return the rice he bought.

There was so much rice for a tortilla that they thought the cashier had miscalculated.

"Are they really here for business?"

"Maybe they are really people from the future who came here to deliver things to us?"

"Then just send it directly? Do you want to change it?"

"It doesn't matter what they are, as long as you can buy them! I haven't eaten rice for a long time!"

"Hey, I also bought a bag of sausages, but unfortunately only in bags, the bagged ones are more expensive than the loose ones, otherwise I can buy more."

"I'll ask my dad to steam the rice and cook the sausage when I get home tonight. Tsk, no, I'm drooling even thinking about it now."

"I also bought some food."

"The cucumbers and cabbages in the supermarket look so fresh, and there are even fruits for sale!"

The things in the supermarket are so cheap that they cost nothing, and if you don't buy them, you will be at a disadvantage.

However, although soldiers can desert while on duty, they cannot return to the base, so they cannot go home to collect "deposits."

Since "money" is worthless, every household will stockpile some tacos just in case.

After all, when the tide of corpses came, the supplies in the rear often couldn't keep up. The people at the base had been hungry before, and the longest time was seven days without supplies, and their base didn't produce food, so they could only rely on the official and their own food reserves.

"I feel like I haven't eaten fruit in half my life."

"I haven't eaten much vegetables."

"It's good to have food! Didn't I go to the Changfeng base before? They just produce grain. You didn't see it. All the machines and manpower are used, and the crops are all high-yield. That's it. It has just been able to meet the grain production target."

"That's right. There are too many people who need to eat now, and the production can't keep up. Enough food is already good. Do you want vegetables?"

These soldiers, they can still eat meat once in a while, but they can't eat vegetables once a month.

Feng Ling and her companions, who were sent back to the base, walked on the street, carrying bags of rice and snacks and drinks, and they were quickly stopped by residents.

With officials in charge and all the people serving as soldiers, the law and order of the base is not bad, and it is more orderly than before the doomsday.

There is still petty theft, but robbery and homicide have almost disappeared.

After all, anyone on the street could be a resting soldier—and catching a criminal can be rewarding.

The end of the criminals is not to go to prison to eat and drink for free, but to be locked up in the barracks, and the corpses will be used as cannon fodder when the tide comes.

The cost of crime is too high, and the possibility of success is too low. Only those who dare to commit crimes are warriors.

That's why Feng Ling and the others dared to walk on the street without any disguise.

"Where did you get these things?"

"There's still rice now? I'm going to throw up after eating tortillas."

"Bought with a ticket?"

"I still have rice tickets at home! Can I change them?!"

Feng Ling and the others were surrounded by crowds. Residents asked questions all over the place. Some even pinched the rice bags to make sure they were full of rice. The eyes of those who pinched the rice bags were red.

"Where did you buy this rice?"

Their eyes were wild, but they didn't frighten Feng Ling.

Although Feng Ling really wanted to hide the existence of the supermarket - who knows how much stock there is in that supermarket, and whether these people can still buy it after buying it, but the current situation obviously cannot be concealed.

What's more, they will have to live in the base in the future.

Feng Ling said: "It's just outside the city gate, and you can see it when you go out of the city gate."

"Besides rice, you can buy other things. It's just like an ordinary large supermarket before the zombies appeared. There is only one floor, but there are everything you need, even clothes."

"When did it open?"

"How did you drive there?"

"Is the thing expensive? Do you need a ticket? Will you accept the money?"

Feng Ling shook her head: "I don't need a ticket, but I don't know if I will charge money or not. I will exchange it with corn cakes."

Everyone was speechless: "How many tortillas do you need to exchange for these things?!"

"I didn't expect you to have so many tortillas in your hands."

"Can a catty of cornbread be exchanged for two or two rices? I'll go if I can."

Listening to their questions, Feng Ling remembered that she thought she couldn't afford to buy things in the supermarket at the beginning, and she was ready to go in and walk around, and come out after opening her eyes. It's time to hide it.

"It's not expensive, and the cheap ones are like free gifts." Feng Ling still finds it unbelievable when she thinks about it now. "A piece of corn tortilla is worth 50 yuan, and a catty of rice in the supermarket is only [-] yuan."

The crowd was silent for two seconds, and someone broke the voice: "Really?!"

"Little sister, you can't make fun of this!"

Feng Ling: "I'm not kidding. If you want to buy it, go to the ID card."

Ordinary residents cannot go out of the city gate. They need to show their identity certificates, indicating that they have to go out to work part-time before they can go out.

And there is also an age limit, people aged 40 to [-] can go out.

As soon as her words fell, several middle-aged people had already left. Their pace changed from slow to fast, and their running speed was as fast as if they were about to fly.

Others who were half a beat later also responded: "Go home! Go home and get the tacos!"

The residents who had surrounded Feng Ling just now dispersed.

But this is not over yet, Feng Ling and the others have to be stopped like this every time they walk a block.

Although most people are working at this time, there are still many people who do not have regular jobs and bang their luck on the street.

Feng Ling was blocked just like that, and then took the trouble to explain.

They will not be considered "free" until they finally reach the public service center.

The public service center has taken in many old, weak, sick and disabled people, who have no family members and no ability to work. They will be allocated monthly subsistence allowances on a per-capita basis.

You can't starve to death, but you can barely survive.

If you get sick, you basically have to wait to die-there are not enough medicines, and there are not enough medical staff in the base.

The teacher from the public service center came over. She was in charge of the group of orphans headed by Feng Ling. The teacher who had been anxious all morning had a serious expression and anger in her eyes. You said that you are not old enough! You can't go out!"

"Do you know how dangerous it is to deal with the battlefield?! How many lives do you have!"

"When you leave here at the age of 15, I don't care what you do! Not now!"

"You understand..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw the group of children put down the bags they were carrying, revealing the rice and candies on their faces.

The teacher was taken aback, her voice suddenly softened, and she even stammered and asked, "Where did these come from..."

Feng Ling's mouth was dry after explaining, and she motioned for her companion to explain while drinking water.

The boy repeated what Feng Ling had explained before.

The teacher turned his head immediately. The boy knew what the teacher was going to do. He raised his voice and said, "Teacher, you might as well go there early tomorrow morning. There should be a lot of people queuing up now!"

"They close at ten in the evening and open at six in the morning."

The teacher still didn't stop. She ran and said, "Do you think there will be no one queuing at night?! Wait until they open tomorrow, and there will be many people!"

Boy: "But the city gate of the base closes at eight o'clock!"

Teacher: "It's such a big supermarket! It's not like it can only accommodate a dozen people at a time!"

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Ye Zhou looked at the crowd outside the supermarket, and for a moment felt that they were bigger than the tide of corpses.

People brought tortillas in different containers, and the long queue even reached the gate of the city.

In order to prevent the supermarket from being overloaded, the automatic glass door has been closed and can only be opened manually. The number of people entering each time must be limited, and only one batch can be re-entered.

Ye Zhou looked at Zou Ming and Chen Shu who were working part-time as cashiers.

Looks like he really needs to hire more people.

Otherwise, if someone steals something, there is no way to find it.

No business troubled him, and too good business troubled him.

But the former is nothing but pain, the latter sweet pain.

Ye Zhou decided to raise the wages of all the employees in this plane.

He sighed, thinking he was such a good boss.