Plane Supermarket

The refugees' clothes were cleaned and disinfected by Cao'erniang, and Ye Zhou swept them all, earning a total of [-].

The refugees are so poor that they can't scrape any flesh. This money can't be said to be a windfall, it can only be said to be better than nothing.

After sweeping, the cloths suddenly disappeared out of thin air within half an hour.

But before Ye Zhou was surprised, the computer beeped again.

This time the computer screen is no longer the previous content, but an extra column.

Transaction column.

The column is divided into three columns: goods, buying and selling.

There is only a picture and a word in the sale. The picture is rags and clothes, with the number 130 next to it.

This is the total assets he can use.

As for buying, it is still empty.

There are a lot of things in the cargo column. Although they are not carefully classified and cannot be retrieved by themselves, they cannot slide to the bottom no matter how they slide down.

At the top are agricultural supplies and tools such as seeds, fertilizers, sickles and hoes, and agricultural products such as rice and pork are on the bottom, and daily necessities, snacks, etc. are on the bottom.

Ye Zhou skated for a while, and even saw the hot weapon.

It's just the price... It's almost sky-high, a small pistol costs 50!

Although he wanted to buy a self-defense, but the account was only 130, based on 50, and he couldn't buy parts.

Ye Zhou turned around all afternoon, his purchasing power of 130 is very limited, and he doesn't plan to open up wasteland and farm here - he is here for business, if he wants to farm, he will have to wait until he really can't leave here , and replant when it has to take root.

But if a farmer comes to buy it, he can resell it.

I just don't know if there are any farmers who will farm here...it seems unlikely.

Farming in ancient times was actually not a good thing.

The first is that there are no pesticides and there are many pests.

The second is that there is no fertilizer, and the land will only become thinner and thinner. Even if there is farmyard manure, there are only so few people in the village. After the harvest, the land will not be planted. Instead, let it recuperate by itself.

The third is the geographical location. Farmers choose arable land, it is best to be surrounded by mountains and water, and water is the source of life.

If there is a good piece of land, but there is no water source around, the farmer will not choose it, and would rather go to a place farther away with worse land.

In addition, the quality of the seeds is average, the yield of the land is not good, and there is no ability to resist risks in the event of natural disasters.

You can't get rich by farming.

And according to Cao'er's mother and daughter, even if the land yield is high, these farmers are actually still poor.

Because the tax of the imperial court is not fixed, there will be special agricultural officials in various places before the tax is collected every year. After measuring the approximate output per mu of land in the local area, the tax will be re-set.

Although the tenants do not need to directly pay the imperial court land tax, they have to pay the head tax.

After the poll tax is paid, the landlord pays the rent. The landlords all have ways to evade taxes, and Yintian is one of them.

Therefore, even if the landlord's rent is as high as [-]% or even [-]%, as long as they can survive and have a meal, the tenants will not "rebel."

In ancient times, everyone wanted to support their children to study, even if they sold everything they wanted.

Because this is the only way to change the family and live a good life for the whole family.

Landlords are not all well-off. Those who have a lot of land and relatives in the local area have a way to hide their land, and their lives will be easier.

But if there is little land and there is no way to hide the land, then you have to work hard, and you have to work on the land yourself.

The land is the root of farmers, but it is also the rope that holds them.

As long as it is still ruled by the feudal dynasty, no matter how high the land yield is, farmers will not get much benefit.

Hey, it seems that these agricultural supplies are hard to sell. He also has seeds in the supermarket, but there are very few grain seeds, basically flower seeds, and most of the fertilizers are flower fertilizers, but there are some agricultural products that look like toys. For example, they only use spray Boxed mushrooms that grow with just a touch of water.

Ye Zhou patted his forehead.

Even if he doesn't open up wasteland, he can still eat fresh vegetables.

Although he can only think of mushrooms for the time being, he can plant them for a long time after opening a box.

Well, if he can earn more money in the future, he can buy some similar products, even if he can't sell them, he can eat them himself.

And he has to support so many people, he can't always eat from the supermarket, no matter how much he has, he will eat up one day.

When Ye Zhou looked through the goods, the refugees were already having dinner.

They didn't have a table, so they sat around on the ground and ate.

Wu Yan and his wife had been looking forward to eating for a long time. They were eager to see through, and the only thing in their minds was eating.

The others were the same as them. Although they didn't dare to fight, they all stretched their necks,

"We'll still eat porridge tonight." Cao Erniang put down the plate, "The Immortal told you to eat some meat, but not too much, you just watch."

Each family was given a small plate of sausages, sliced ​​as thin as paper, and it was obvious that it was Caoerniang's handwriting.

The dark red lean meat is wrapped in almost transparent fat. Although there is more lean meat and less fat, no one will dislike any meat.

The steamed sausage smelled of fat, and the refugees looked at the small plate of meat as if they were looking at some rare treasure.

Wu Yan swallowed, reached out to pick up a piece and fed it to his wife. Wu's wife was about to open her mouth to bite, but she suddenly withdrew her head and whispered, "You eat, I'll just eat porridge."

Just as her words were about to fall, Wu Yan directly stuffed a piece of sausage into her mouth.

The moment the sausage entered her mouth, Wife Wu forgot everything, the smell of meat and oil made her cry.

"Don't cry, what are you crying for?" Wu Yan went to wipe her tears in a panic, and asked hoarsely, "Is it good?"

Wu wife nodded while crying.

She had never eaten such a delicious thing.

During this journey, not to mention the meat, even the bark has not been full.

Sugar and oil are the two things that make people feel the most happy in this world. Refugees don’t even want to chew them. They just put the sausages in their mouths to eat with porridge. After the porridge is finished, they chew the sausages.

In addition to sausage and porridge, they were each given a roasted sweet potato.

Each one is bigger than the fist of an adult man, tearing off the outer layer of skin reveals the reddish sweet potato flesh.

The hot air came out the moment the skin was torn off, and the sweet smell rushed straight to the tip of the nose.

sweetness!

Someone eagerly lowered his head and took a bite, not afraid of the heat, he held it in his mouth and breathed out, chewed and swallowed it when it was cold enough to enter his mouth.

"Sweet!" the first person to eat sweet potatoes shouted excitedly, "sweeter than sugar!"

So no one spoke anymore, and they all buried themselves in eating sweet potatoes.

Cao Erniang was a little proud: "As long as you work hard, what good things can't be eaten? Don't we work in the fields just to eat it?"

She and Cao'er's intestines and stomachs have been healed, and what they eat is not porridge, but white rice.

With a piece of braised beef and cold cucumber, it tastes delicious.

The refugees were jealous of their food, but they didn't dare to grab it, for fear of being driven out by the immortals-it would be a death sentence to go outside.

Besides, Cao'erniang also said that they can eat this kind of food when their stomachs are nourished.

Cao'er eats so much that she doesn't lift her head, at this moment she even forgets her own name, only remembers the smell of meat and eating meat.

They even pour the broth of the braised pork into the rice, mix it well and eat it, without any waste.

The fairy said, tell them to rest for a few days, and then they have to work when they are healthy.

The refugees breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to have work.

While the new employees were recuperating, Ye Zhou was thinking about how to attract customers.

How to keep customers from staying in the supermarket all the time.

Doing business here is hell.

It seems like there are threats of all kinds no matter what you do.

Go directly to the side of the road to pull people?

Ye Zhou vetoed the idea as soon as he thought it up.

Set up a stall on the side of the road?

Now there are only nine men in the supermarket including him, and he is still considered strong, unable to protect the products at all.

No matter how you think about it, there is no possibility of doing business here.

But in another place, such as the south in the mouth of Caoer's mother and daughter, as soon as his supermarket appears, it is estimated that it will be copied by the local officers and soldiers.

It seems like wherever he "lands" is Hell Difficulty.

In the end he still had to ask the local natives to give him advice.

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Cao'erniang was packing the tableware when she heard the call of the fairy, and the women rushed to wash the dishes, but Cao'erniang was not at ease.

These tableware are all exquisite porcelain, with cyan patterns on the fine white dishes, compared with this porcelain, their hands look extraordinarily rough.

"Don't move, you won't be able to pay for it if it's broken!" Cao'erniang was frightened by their actions and panicked.

But before she could call Cao'er to clean it up, she heard the fairy's voice.

That voice seemed to be coming from all directions, obviously the immortal was not here, but his voice lingered throughout the supermarket.

The refugees opened their mouths slightly. They didn't know where the immortal was, so they could only kneel in the direction of the warehouse gate and kowtow reverently.

Cao'er's mother and daughter followed suit, and when the knocking was over, Cao'er's mother blushed and asked Cao'er, "Is the immortal calling me?"

Caoerniang didn't have a name. Before she got married, she was only called by a nickname. When she got married, people called her Laozhang's family. After she had a child, she was called Caoerniang.

From birth to death, she seemed destined not to have her own name.

Cao'erniang didn't dare to delay, she just said to Cao'er: "Look at them, don't tell them to wash them, it's not easy to explain to the immortal if the bowl is broken!"

Cao'er hurriedly said: "I'll wash it myself, mother, you go quickly, don't ask the fairy to wait for you."

After Cao'er's mother left, the new employees saw that Cao'er was young, so they dared to ask: "Miss, have you been following the immortal?"

Cao'er waved his hand and said, "We are all the same. My mother and I were rescued by the immortal not long ago. We were almost dead at that time. The immortal took us in because of their pity. They not only gave us clothes and food, but also gave us life. Dry."

Cao'er swallowed her saliva: "There is meat to eat every day."

The new employees also swallowed in unison.

There is white rice and meat to eat. This is the fairy life in the drama.

People like Wu Yan who have a small oil press at home only eat meat once or twice a month, and they never eat meat until they are full.

Poor people don't even have oil to cook, and they don't steam and cook, and they don't want to put more salt.

After collecting the bowls and chopsticks, Cao'er said: "If you want to drink water, go outside, forget it, I will take you there now."

Cao'er distributed glasses to them first, and the new employees were afraid to pick them up.

The emperor may have never seen a transparent cup. These muddy legs... are not worthy!

"This cup is fragile, you have to be careful when using it." Seeing how they shrunk their shoulders and avoided the cup, Cao'er remembered the first time she saw this cup.

She can't wait to give it up!

If it wasn't for the immortal watching, she really wouldn't dare to use it.

Cao'er became proud, but said: "You dare not use this, wait, I'll get you something else."

She brought over another carton of plastic cups. These cups are so light that they won't break when dropped on the ground. Cao'er herself dare not use glass cups, and she uses plastic cups every day.

The glass is more like a treasure to them than a cup, which cannot be used.

Sure enough, the new employees dared to take the plastic cup from Cao'er, holding the cup in amazement.

The walls of the cup are so thin and light!But it looks solid.

Cao'er: "Don't look at the cup, I'll teach you how to hold water."

"I've said it all. Immortals have great supernatural powers. These cups are treasures in our eyes. In the eyes of immortals, they are probably no different from roadside gravel."

"You have too little experience, and you will get used to it after a few days."

Although she didn't come much earlier than them, she felt that she was already a senior.

Cao'er cleared her throat: "Okay, you all have a try, get a glass of water for me to see."

With so many people here, Cao'er was only worried that someone would rob her of her work.

It's a pity that when it was just her and mother a few days ago, she passed out when she was not working, and she failed to let the immortal see her sincerity.

The author has something to say:

Caoer: Every day I expect myself to be dizzy (never pretend to be dizzy, really sincere)