However, what surprised Fang Ru was that this old man accepted his fate like this and disappeared silently. She thought he would jump twice and drag two pads to death.

[It is possible that this person is also directly involved in the transaction.] Black market exposure is also good for him. The pot said. At this moment, he was staying in Fang Ru's backpack.

It can only be explained in this way.

Fang Ru nodded noncommittally. Anyway, no matter what the truth is, she is not ready to get to the bottom of it. She wore out her tongue and persuaded the bald man and Lu Qi, who woke up later, to secretly incite the survivors to resist the material control of the base, not to be a truth expert, but to achieve her own goals.

By the way, this turmoil can end so smoothly and without getting out of control, and the Qinglong Gang has made great efforts. Fang Ru's evaluation of the strength of the Blue Dragon Gang has improved a lot.

[Fang Ru, look, there are canned cats sold over there! ] The little fish lying on top of the backpack had shiny eyes and rushed out like an arrow from a string.

In mid-air, Fang Ru slipped back by the collar.

[Little dead cat, you count the zeros on the price tag for me.] Sell you not enough for a cat canned. This kind of canned cat food was already more expensive than human food before the end of the world. Now it is sold as a luxury item by the stall owner.

[Don't ~ Don't ~ People want canned cats! ] 】

The little fish kicked around on all fours, desperately trying to be cute and cute. The person next to him saw that Fang Ru had a cat in his arms and came over to ask how much it was.

There were also such people just now, but they were all sent away by Fang Ru with "this is not for sale". This time, Fang Ru was angry with Xiaoyu from the heart, so he was angry: "Two boxes of instant noodles, the production date is this year." Is there one? ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and quickly calculated the gains and losses in his heart, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of fresh meat, and asked painfully: "Is it okay to have a box and a half?" ”

"Forget it."

Fang Ru hugged the unusually honest little fish and left quickly.

That's right, one person, one cat and one pot are in the market at the moment.

Organizations like the Blue Dragon Gang have the manpower to engage in large-scale transactions, and ordinary people want to come to this market if they want to trade. Undoubtedly, this is one of the products of the reform. Today is the first day of the official opening of the market, Fang Ru came to see the situation, and if there is no problem, she will open a store, which can be regarded as officially entering the road of "sustainable development".

However, after a lap, Fang Ru found that ...... It's a bit of a pit.

This market is a bit biased towards the flea market. People take out what they don't need, or what they use too luxuriously, in exchange for cheaper and more satisfying supplies. For example, the owner of the stall that Fang Ru passed by just now exchanged a can of New Zealand milk powder for five compressed biscuits. Ordinary people don't have much money, so most of the stalls have three or five items.

And the people who came to shop came with the idea of picking up cheap, and the seller's appeal was basically the same, they all wanted to compress biscuits and didn't want New Zealand milk powder. Of course, it is not for nothing that there is money in his pocket, such as the old man who wanted to exchange a box and a half of instant noodles for small fish just now, and he is a real tyrant here. But such people also want to pick up the leaks. The volume of the market should not be large. For many stall owners, Fang Ru even doubts that their day's income can cover the rent of their stalls.

There are also ordinary stalls, selling vegetables, selling ||The meat, selling sesame paste shortbread, is similar to the morning market, but the price can blind others. Fang Ru was very skeptical that there would be a base behind these stall owners, otherwise where would they get so many fresh ingredients. There is no chicken coop and vegetable patch in the base.

Her eyes wandered around the stalls, and then Fang Ru just watched it routinely, thinking about how she would maintain her livelihood without relying on this market. It's not impossible, but it's a bit troublesome......

Fang Ru's eyes suddenly lit up.

In the corner of the market, a sixty or seventy-year-old mother-in-law sat quietly behind a stall, calmly but helplessly looking at the people who came and went in front of herFlow. In front of her lay a plain sheet, and a dozen items were arranged in a staggered manner. It turned out to be exquisite gemstone jewelry.

It's a cloudy day, but the faint sunlight reflects off these colorful gemstones, and it shows a dazzling light, dazzling and dizzying.

Well, Fang Ru was in a dizzying state.

[Fang Ru, your saliva is about to flow down. Xiao Yu reminded.

Fang Ru rubbed the corners of her mouth and hurried towards the stall. She was a little away from the stall, and she had to go against the people||Flow, it frustrated her. Hurry up, hurry up, it's going to be robbed out when it's too late.

But what she feared didn't happen. There are many people passing by the old woman's stall, and one out of three or five will be attracted by the shining jewelry and stop to negotiate with the old woman. But in the end, without exception, they all put down their things and left.

When Fang Ru was about to squeeze to the place, another person came. Close enough, Fang Ru could hear him asking the old woman about the price of a diamond necklace.

The old woman replied, "Two hundred." ”

"Cut, two hundred for this?" The man weighed the jewelry in his hand, "Fifty." Give me another jewelry box and I'll open it for you. ”

There are more than ten diamonds on the necklace. Only the largest one has at least one carat, and it must have twenty or thirty thousand to die in the last days.

The old woman's face froze, she opened her mouth, but she still didn't say anything, just sighed bitterly: "That's it, seventy, okay?" ”

"Seventy? You're going to grab it! The man threw the jewelry in the old woman's face, "Fuck you." Starve you old witch. After saying that, he walked away with his head held high.

There was a whisper next to him, but instead of accusing the man, he pointed at the old woman, and mocked the old woman for not being able to do anything, who still has the heart to be beautiful in the last days, and buy her jewelry that she can't eat or drink. If she knew each other, she should sell all these jewelry, dispose of them quickly, and take the money to exchange for some rice and noodles. Otherwise, in two days, no one will pick up these things on the street.

No one picked you up, why are you walking so slowly, your eyes still glance up at the stall from time to time, and you deliberately speak loudly so that the old woman can hear. You must know that the zombie virus has not spread to the whole country yet, although the road to the outside world in Jing'an City is said to have not been opened, but it is not guaranteed that one day everyone will be able to escape to a place where there are no zombies. Wouldn't these pieces of jewelry be worth a lot of money then?

Fang Ru raised the middle finger of this group of people in her heart.

The old woman seems to have gotten used to it. Pick up the necklace that was thrown in the face and then rolled to the ground, take out a soft cloth, wipe it carefully, and put it back in its original position. Seeing that the old woman had no intention of lowering the price, the onlookers left in a huff. No one dared to really grab it, and the base guards patrolling the market were not vegetarians.

Fang Ru walked to the side and carefully observed the old woman's goods.

The onlookers were mean, but they told the truth. Jewelry is indeed the most worthless thing in the last days.

Of course, that's for the average person.

For example, in Fang Ru's eyes, a piece of pigeon blood blank in the corner of the stall is like a fragrant roast chicken thigh, which makes her saliva hang into a river again.

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