351: Marketplace (Asking for a monthly pass)
"Look at these things, do you have any special ones you want to buy?"
Pei Ye's words are very boyfriend-like, and Liu Yexian said "yes", so she waved all the postures she bought.
"No, there's nothing I want to buy. ”
Xiang Ruijun raised his thin lips lightly, with an expression of no interest in anything.
Liu Yexian also smiled lightly and shook his head gently.
She has no urge to shop, and she didn't come out today to shop, but to see the living conditions of the survivors at the bottom of the apocalypse.
Perhaps because of the worst psychological preparation, the reality is slightly better than expected.
The answers of the two made Pei Ye very disappointed.
Most of the stalls in the market are full, and there are quite a few survivors who come here to shop for things.
"It's very lively. ”
Liu Yexian muttered in a low voice.
Xiang Ruijun said: "It's still early, and it will be more lively from four or five o'clock in the afternoon." ”
Liu Yexian turned her head to look at her cheap girl.
"Ruijun knows a lot about the trading market, did you make a strategy in advance?"
The words say that they don't come or don't come, but the actions explain what "true fragrance" is.
Ruijun is still as cute as ever.
"The three of us are all women, and if you don't do some strategy when you go to a strange place, you are not afraid of getting lost or suffering. ”
Xiang Ruijun vaguely coped with the past.
"With you and Shinohide here, who can touch us?"
Liu Yexian is quite optimistic.
Xiang Ruijun was too lazy to raise the bar with her.
Don't look at the "Zombies on Today's Day Out" Tiantuan is dominated by women, Qi Tianshuo and Xun Mingyuan, two human males, have a humble existence, but this is just a special case. After all, not everyone is as murderous and violent as Pei Ye, and not everyone is as ruthless as Xiang Ruijun.
Most women, because of their biological condition, were even more disadvantaged than the elderly and children in the early days of the last days.
The elderly can't even resist the first virus screening, and the physical fitness of many of the elderly who survive is even better than that of the young people who have been raised by modern comfortable life. Don't you see how many sixty or seventy-year-old uncles and aunts fight square dances with others?
If the old man is the sunset that can't see hope, the child is the sunrise full of hope.
The conscience of adults has not been completely annihilated, and with the guidance and care of Chinese officials, the situation of children is not as bad as imagined.
Instead, it's a woman......
The situation is the most awkward, and the position is even more awkward.
In the first two years of the apocalypse, many male survivors, under the influence of inherent gender stereotypes, subconsciously believed that women ate more than the elderly and children, but the value created was not worth mentioning. Xiang Ruijun hated this thought, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel some secret ease.
Wait another two years, and all these stupid people will pay for their ideas.
In the course of the apocalyptic world, survivors will rely more on psychic powers, and this is where women excel.
The three of them looked as they walked, and Liu Yexian focused too much on the knife weapon.
"Come and see, this is the latest new material weapon, durable and ......"
"Fake one pays ten, fake one pays ten, the latest type of weapon, killing zombies, slaughtering strange beasts, home travel, killing people must ......"
The shouts of several stall owners attracted the attention of Liu Yexian.
She stepped forward to take a look and found that the materials of the weapons sold by the stall owner were very familiar.
It looks like a weapon made of "gypsum slurry" secreted by the "mother worm".
"Take a look at the beauty, the best weapons, and the price is cheap and affordable. ”
The stall owner is a man in his forties, with an ordinary appearance, a yellow mouth with black teeth, not very fluent in Mandarin, and a strong accent.
"I remember that this material hasn't been fully popularized yet, is it?
Liu Yexian squatted down and took a closer look, and found that these knives were really made of "gypsum slurry" secreted by the mother worm, and they were genuine.
Xiang Ruijun's current long knife is made of this material.
One knife down, the knife edge is neat.
Chopping zombies is like chopping vegetables and watermelons.
Willow leaf fairy is often in contact with it, so it is natural to distinguish between genuine and fake.
The stall owner didn't seem to want to talk, his eyes swept over Pei Ye and the three of them one by one, and his brown face was a little impatient.
"The goods are here, if you want to buy them, you can buy them with money, and if you can't afford them, you can go to other stalls and take a look, don't get in the way of my business. ”
The market charges an hourly rental fee, and the stall owners hate to bargain for nothing. If it weren't for the fact that the three Liu Yexian were dressed cleanly and had ruddy faces, they would know at a glance that they were made of delicious food and drink, and this stall owner would really want to open his mouth to drive people away.
"How can you do such a business?"
Before Liu Yexian could speak, another customer who was looking at the goods lost his temper.
The temper of the survivors of the end times is not very good, quarrels are the most common, and there are murders to show you if you don't agree with each other.
The stall owner scoffed: "Do you like to buy or not, and still think that the customer is God?"
You buy what I sell, and expect him to serve customers who can't afford to pay?
Dream on!
The customer choked, and a hint of resentment flashed across his sunburned face after a long time of running around.
"You think I can't afford it?"
The stall owner sneered: "Yes, you just can't afford it, how many laps have you walked around my stall this morning, you say?"
The customer was.
Liu Yexian also left with a smile, and the stall owner had no intention of staying.
The trading market is very large, there are many stalls, and there are many kinds of things for sale.
From toothpicks, toothbrushes, toothpaste, tooth cups, facial cleansers, basins, to firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, men's clothing, women's clothing, children's clothing in various seasons, and even flour, candy, children's toys, gold, silver and jade.
"This piece of jade is in good condition, why is the price so low?"
Liu Yexian stood in front of a stall and stopped. Her living conditions are well-off, and she is often in contact with gold, silver and jade, and a few years ago she went to collect relevant information because she was addicted to the theme of gambling stones. Although it is not as good as an insider, whether the goods are good or not, I also have a little bottom in my heart.
The stall owner was a woman in her forties and fifties.
The woman wears a yellowed handmade cheongsam.
I don't know if the original owner of this cheongsam is not her, or if she is much thinner than before, and the cheongsam looks empty on her body.
Her face was a little harsh because she was too thin, but her eyes were calm and clear, and she looked like a very good person to get along with.
When the other stall owners shouted loudly and blushed and had a thick neck for a little contribution, she still spoke softly.
Judging from the conversation, this stall owner should have lived a very delicate life before the end of the world.
The stall owner said, "Now these things are worthless......
These jade bracelets on the stall were once made by her husband to celebrate her birthday and made a special trip to ask insiders to buy the original stone gambling jade.
With a good fortune, one size fits all.
Liu Yexian said: "Do you have any other goods? I want to buy two more ......"
The stall owner's eyes lit up.
Pei Ye......
Her eyes lit up, too.
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