Plane Supermarket

Amidst the roaring applause, Ye Zhou awkwardly walked up to the temporary wooden platform, holding a pair of scissors tied with a red bow in his hand, behind him was a stretched red ribbon, and hundreds of people were in the audience Farm staff and leadership.

Ye Zhou remembered that the last time he spoke in front of so many people was when he was in elementary school when he broke the glass of the school classroom because he kicked a football and was punished for the flag-raising ceremony.

He was still young at that time, he was not nervous at all, he was just annoyed that his aim was so poor, and the goal was so far away from the classroom, but he still kicked it to the teaching building. nervous.

He regretted it a little.

If I knew it earlier, I would not have promised Yang Guoqin to cut the ribbon for the farm.

But Yang Guoqin has been selling photon cannons everywhere recently, and he is often not at the Luoyang Base. He earnestly asked Ye Zhou to help cut the ribbon, but Ye Zhou couldn't say no.

After all, the sooner Yang Guoqin convinced the people in other bases, he could get the money earlier, unlock the protective cover and leave here.

Ye Zhou didn't want to stay in one plane for too long, the longer he stayed, the more distant the day when he would return home.

Ye Zhou took a deep breath, and after pumping himself up from the bottom of his heart, he said with a smile on his face: "This is the first time I cut the ribbon, and I don't know what to say. I have forgotten all the manuscripts I memorized before going on stage. Get off the script."

The crowd let out good-natured laughter, and Ye Zhou relaxed a little. He continued: "General Yang told me before that the farm is just the first step on the right track. You...we need a lot of things, the farm, the sugar factory, etc. , Textile factories, countless factories, countless jobs.”

"In addition to factories, we also need schools, large hospitals, and entertainment facilities." Ye Zhou found that every time he said a word, the smiles on people's faces deepened.

They love hearing these words, even though they themselves may have said it countless times.

Ye Zhou carefully recalled the contents of the manuscript, and said whatever came to his mind.

"Perhaps in the near future, we will no longer have to worry about the zombies outside. Just like before the zombies appeared, cities can travel freely, there will be amusement parks, and there will be various chain supermarkets..."

Ye Zhou talked about the scenes in his plane.

Obviously, what he thought was a normal and ordinary life before, but now, speaking of it, even he thinks it is as beautiful as a fantasy world.

"Everyone can receive compulsory education. You don't have to worry about anything before you become an adult. Even if you have no money, you can apply for a student loan. If your family is poor, you can apply for a student loan after entering university." Ye Zhou's face unconsciously brought with a genuine smile.

"Children don't need to be trained from an early age, and they don't need to take up guns and go to the battlefield before they are adults." Ye Zhou was talking, and he saw that someone's eyes were red in the audience.

For these young people, the "past" is a beautiful, elusive dream.

They are born in the "doomsday", and everything about the "past" is either based on information or word of mouth from the elderly.

In the "past", as long as you are good at your hands and feet, and you are not lazy, you can fill your stomach at worst.

In the end, Ye Zhou himself was a little touched. He felt that the world he said was too unreal and too dreamy.

But he is indeed where he has lived for more than 20 years.

Although he can always hear his friends complaining that the work is too tiring and the wages are too low, he can also hear their hopes for the future, discussing how to get the boss to raise their wages, and how to fight for their own interests if they change jobs.

Maybe there are still poor areas, maybe there are people who are suffering for various reasons, but overall it is getting better and better.

Ye Zhou cut the red ribbon amidst huge applause.

He and the others looked behind him.

The hastily built farm is not big and not professional enough, but there is a shelter from the wind and rain, with only water and electricity connected.

But no one detests its crudeness.

Everyone looked at it as if they were looking at some hard-won treasure.

People are not afraid of suffering. After more than 30 years of suffering, those who cannot bear it have long since disappeared. What they fear is that no matter how hard they suffer, they will not see hope. Walking on a dark, dark and endless road is the most terrifying thing.

But as long as there is a little light in the dark corridor, it is enough for them to regain hope and continue to walk firmly.

When Ye Zhou came down from the wooden platform, the farm employees walked past him one after another, and some even greeted him.

Most of them don't know Ye Zhou's name, and they don't know Ye Zhou's origin. There are still many people in the base who think that the supermarket run by Ye Zhou is official property, but this does not prevent them from rushing to Ye Zhou. Zhou smiled.

The farm was on track on the first day of official operation.

Although the people working here are inexperienced, they are obedient enough. Yang Guoqin treats the farm like an army, and the biggest requirement is to enforce orders and prohibit them.

Coupled with the guidance of professionals, nothing happened after several days.

The loss of livestock is within the expected range.

When Yang Guoqin came back, he wanted to find Ye Zhou to buy a batch of cows and a machine for making milk powder.

At the same time, it also brought good news to Ye Zhou that the other six bases would buy photon cannons.

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Probably because he was about to leave, Ye Zhou hadn't opened for the past two days, and the supermarket didn't accept customers, so it put up a closed sign.

Employees busily set up tables outside the back door of the supermarket.

Because there were so many people, there was no small stir-fry, and Cao Erniang cooked the mandarin duck hot pot with the soup base.

Others wash and chop vegetables and serve drinks.

Chen Gang was also among them. He was so busy that his forehead was covered with sweat, but he kept smiling excitedly on his face.

"Wipe your sweat." Qian Lan called Chen Gang to stop with some disgust, and took out a tissue to wipe her husband's sweat.

"Mom." The girls held hands. They didn't dare to wander around when they came to the supermarket for the first time. They clung to their mothers and asked in a low voice, "We want to go to the bathroom."

Qian Lan looked at Chen Gang. Just as Chen Gang was about to show the way, Feng Ling stood up next to him: "I'll take them there."

Chen Gang and Qian Lan thanked her together.

Feng Ling waved her hand: "It's okay."

She took the two little girls into the back door of the supermarket through the back door. The children were old enough to go to the toilet independently, so she let the two of them go in together, and she waited outside.

While waiting, Feng Ling looked at herself in the mirror at the bathroom door.

Her complexion has improved a lot, no longer sallow, and her lips have blood.

During this time, relying on the "help" of her companions, she ate meat and rice almost every meal, occasionally steamed eggs and vegetable soup, and her companions would buy her sugar after they were paid. Hypoglycemia has not been committed for a long time.

Sometimes she even felt that the days when she didn't have enough to eat were a thing of her previous life.

Tacos seem to be a memory.

"Why are you here?" The half-grown boy trotted over, holding a box of soy milk in his arms. He found Feng Ling looking in the mirror, winked and said, "What? Are you looking to see if you have become beautiful?"

Feng Ling made a fake gesture of beating someone, and rolled her rather lively eyes: "I'm wondering if my complexion has changed for the better."

"I accompany Uncle Chen's two children to the bathroom."

The boy said enviously, "Uncle Chen is in his prime now!"

Chen Gang worked very hard, raised his salary, and took his wife and children to Luoyang base.

Even if the supermarket is no longer open, he and Qian Lan can easily find a job in Luoyang. Luoyang is now a waste of time, and everything has to be started from scratch. It is a time when there is a shortage of people to build.

The Changfeng Base did not keep Qian Lan. After all, although her work is tiring, she is highly replaceable. Either Qian Lan or Zhao Lan will do.

They took out a bag of rice and asked the motorcade to pick up their mother and daughter.

"And changed to a bigger house." The boy was even more envious, "It's good to be an adult."

Houses are now distributed according to families. If there are many people, the house will be larger, and if there are few people, the house will be small.

Chen Gang and his family include four elderly people and two children, a total of six people.

Originally, Chen Gang and the four elderly people lived in a house of more than 80 square meters, with three bedrooms and one living room. Now they have changed to a house of more than 100 square meters, with four bedrooms and one living room.

Boy: "When we grow up, even if we become a family, we will be able to share a big house."

"It's better to be double-decker." Another person came over, "When the time comes, we men will live upstairs, and you will live downstairs."

"That's right, that's good." The girl said with a smile, "I'm too lazy to climb stairs."

"I'm too lazy to climb the first floor."

Feng Ling was moved by the future they envisioned. She pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I heard that a textile factory may be opened in the future. I'll go and see if I can apply for the job."

Others are not very supportive: "You are not in good health, it is best not to go."

"Yes, we are enough, and we have saved a lot during this time."

Hesitantly, Ye Zhou didn't hide it on purpose, so the local employees in the supermarket knew that the supermarket would close soon, and the boss and others would also leave. Although they had regrets and fears, they all accepted it in the end.

After all, there is no way not to accept it.

Feng Ling: "I still have to try, I can't let you keep supporting me. Now you think it's okay. In the future, you won't earn as much as you do now. There's me who eats rice next to me. It's been a long time. It must be uncomfortable."

"Otherwise, it's good to open a stall." A girl said, "We have saved so much, we can open a food stall, and you will be responsible for collecting money and making change."

"That's a good idea!"

Their eyes are bright, young people in their teens don't want to work in the factory so much, and prefer to work with more freedom.

When the girls came out, they saw a group of big brothers and sisters standing at the door of the toilet, discussing with great interest what they would sell in the future.

They tilted their heads slightly, and some dared not speak.

"Let's go, let's eat first." Feng Ling naturally took the girls' hands, "Say less."

The companions smiled a little embarrassedly, carried the boxes and walked out the door with them.

Caoerniang has already put the induction cooker on the table, and the bottom of the pot is boiling enthusiastically. She specially made the broth with pork bones and chicken racks. After the hot pot ingredients are fried, pour the broth into it. An intoxicating aroma.

Wu Yan and the others moved out two boxes of wine.

There is white and there is beer, some people are still not used to drinking beer, they always say that beer has a strange smell.

Fatty beef rolls and lamb rolls are on the table, as well as live shrimp with tripe and freshly shucked shrimp threads, and cod cut into cubes.

One side is full of meat dishes, and the other side is full of vegetarian dishes.

Qian Lan sat at the table somewhat awkwardly. She brought her children here three days ago. She was just familiar with the road from home to the supermarket. It was also the first time she met Chen Gang's colleagues. Although the supermarket owner said, Family members can be brought to the next dinner, but she still feels that she is taking advantage.

"Are you Chen Gang's wife?" Cao'er brought Qian Lan a cup of hot water.

Although Qian Lan felt that the word Madam was too old-fashioned, she still nodded and asked with a smile, "You work here too?"

Cao'er nodded: "I've been working in a supermarket for a long time."

She was a little proud: "The boss even praised me."

Qian Lan praised in a very face-saving way: "Then you must be very dedicated."

Cao'er was even more proud.

"Eat more meat when you eat later." Cao'er swallowed, "Fat beef is delicious."

The employees are not very good at spicy food. There is no chili in Daliang Dynasty, only Sichuan pepper, which is regarded as a spice, and spices are not affordable by ordinary people, so they have never eaten spicy food before they came to the supermarket.

So even if you eat hot pot, the bottom of the hot pot is made of clear oil and slightly spicy.

Ye Zhou himself doesn't like spicy food very much, so the overall taste of the supermarket is mainly light.

Qian Lan nodded, and she asked in a low voice: "I heard from Chen Gang that the supermarket will close soon? Have you figured out where you will work after the supermarket closes? My relatives said that the sugar factory in the base is already recruiting. Do you want to try it with me?"

Cao'er shook her head, her brows couldn't hide her pride: "I won't go, I will always work in the supermarket, not only me, but if I have children in the future, my children and grandchildren will all work in the supermarket."

Qian Lan: "..."

Little sister, your ideal is really grand, is Yugong Yishan?

"But the supermarket is going to close." Qian Lan didn't understand.

Cao'er: "It's just not open here, and we can go to other places. We came to you after the last place was closed."

Qian Lan's lips parted slightly: "...Aren't you from Luoyang Base?"

Cao'er: "Yes."

Qian Lan suddenly became anxious: "What about Chen Gang? Can Chen Gang go to the next place with you?"

Cao'er remembered what the boss said before, she stroked her hair: "If he wants to go with us, he can."

"But I don't know when I will come back next time. It may be a few months, or it may be a few years or ten years. I can't tell." Cao'er looked at Qian Lan, and she said, "You still have two children. Well, we can’t call them fatherless all the time.”

Qian Lan looked at Cao'er with a complicated expression.

It seems that Cao'er has suddenly changed into a different person, no longer an ordinary supermarket employee.

But another creature.

I just work in a supermarket, why can't I come back for several years or ten years?

Not from Luoyang base, where are they from?

Nothing is right about this supermarket.

But she couldn't tell what was wrong.