Chapter 642: Small Market Town (1)

Huang Yong's sudden change of face made Li Huiru completely panicked, and asked her and the former to go to Liu Fugui's office to explain the matter, which was no different from suicide.

There is no doubt that Li Huiru has forced herself with all kinds of excuses and has no way out, if she insists on continuing to shirk it, it will really be shameless.

So, Li Huiru hurriedly explained flatteringly: "Brother Huang, don't be angry, I think you misunderstood me, I don't want to make trouble for you, but I missed the big event of going out to search for supplies because I was not ready, after all, you also know that I have no ability as a woman, so I ......"

"I don't care what kind of woman you are or not, in my Huang Yong's eyes, there are only useful people and waste in the last days, so ...... You just don't continue to talk nonsense, to go or not to go, you decide immediately. ”

Before Li Huiru finished speaking, she was interrupted by Huang Yong unsympatheticly, so she was not embarrassed, and she was under pressure at the moment, so she had to respond against her will: "Go, I'...... I'll go! ”

"Good!" Huang Yong, who received an affirmative reply from the other party, nodded with satisfaction, and he immediately beckoned two men from a distance to come to him, and then said to Li Huiru:

"These two are the two brothers who traveled with you this time, they will be responsible for your safety, and collect supplies at the same time, all you have to do is stay in the car honestly, remember that this time is not an outing, let alone play, any mistake will be fatal, so if you want to live, obediently listen to their command, do not act without authorization, these are all for your safety."

Huang Yong's advice made Li Huiru nod again and again, but the two so-called entourages in front of her made her frown.

Because these two are no strangers, one of them is the short and thin man of the Mediterranean who led him down. while the other was as thin and tall as a hemp stick, and the two stood together. The contrast between one high and one low is stark, and the scene is also slightly funny.

At the same time. On the other side, after a bumpy journey, the team finally found the first target location set by the map.

Tang Xiaoquan subconsciously glanced at the electronic clock in the car, but he didn't expect that this seemingly short section of the country road took them more than 2 hours.

At 9:30, the time left for them to search for supplies was getting tighter, and Tang Xiaoquan was now hoping that this market town would allow them to find all the things they needed at once.

The JAC car was still driving slowly, and the three survivors in the car were all staring out the window, but they had been watching the car for more than a minute, and they only saw the funeral shop with wreaths and shrouds.

It's ironic. Without exception, there are zombies roaming around the shops in these shops, and one can't help but wonder if these brainless brutes also know that this is a place to sell things for the dead?

"MD, we won't be so tragic, this market shouldn't be full of shops selling these things." Wang Qiang looked at the hole with great difficulty, and he couldn't understand why a market with no shops in front of the village would sell these things for the dead.

"Let's go a little further and I don't think it's just selling these things." Lao Zhao has lectured in the past and has a good understanding of the folk customs of various places, and he knows that the more poor and backward places are, the more attention is paid to the funeral of the dead.

Therefore, the store usually opens its shop at the intersection of the market in order to occupy a favorable commercial position. In order to do more business.

However, the fact is indeed as Lao Zhao thought, as the car continued to deepen, the number of shops in the market soon increased.

There are those who build their own sheds, and there are those who have regular shops. Of course, it is indispensable to set up stalls on the spot, judging from such a messy layout, there is no management in this place. It is more likely that the surrounding villages spontaneously formed a simple trading market, so that the villagers who are already in need of poverty can do some small business or buy cheap necessities.

Most of the greenhouses and carpets were passed directly by the survivors. Because the things above have long been baptized by the wind and sun for more than 4 months, and they have changed beyond recognition. It doesn't work at all.

And now for Lao Zhao and them, the last hope can only be locked in those small shops with regular storefronts.

"Hey, hey, old ...... Lao Zhao quickly stopped, ...... Rice noodle shop. Wang Qiang stared at a storefront on the side of the road at a glance, only because the periphery of the store was piled up with large white snakeskin bags, and on an old gray wood signboard, there were five types written "Zhaocai Rice Noodle Shop." ”

Tang Zhao and the others were not as excited as Wang Qiang, they had seen this shop long before Wang Qiang, if it wasn't for Lao Zhao slowly pulling over the car, Wang Qiang would not have been able to find this place.

"Zhaocai Rice Noodle Shop...... I can't see that although this place is poor, the people's sense of getting rich is not low at all! Lao Zhao stepped on the brakes and deliberately teased the name given to the store by the shop.

"Hehe, yes, but although the wish is good, there is still a big gap in reality!" Thinking of the scene in the morning when he had to carry the dead body with his bare hands because he did not have a vehicle to carry the corpse, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but express his bitterness.

Time was pressing, the survivors were not chatting, but hurriedly got out of the car to move goods, since it was a bazaar, the population would naturally not be small, even if the area of this small market town was not very large, but this did not affect people's desire to come to shop and buy goods.

As the saying goes, the poor have the way of life of the poor, and the big cities are too far away and too expensive to afford, so they come to this small market town with a relatively reasonable price and close to their residences.

But these are not good news for Lao Zhao and them, the large number of people means that there are a large number of people infected into zombies here after the outbreak of the epidemic.

And Lao Zhao and they currently have only three people, and they have to deal with the zombies in the entire market town with the strength of three people, whether it is in terms of strength or quantity, the zombies have an absolute advantage.

However, since they can't attack it, they will outwit it, Lao Zhao and the others understand their disadvantages, the only thing they can do now is to race against time, this shop does have a lot of rice noodles, but it is obviously unrealistic to carry them all into the car.

So Lao Zhao and the others adopted the strategy of 2 people defending and one person carrying it, striving to move as much as they could before the zombies gathered around, not to ask for the largest number, but to leave safely.

After all, the rice noodles will not disappear as long as no other survivors find them, so if you can't finish moving it this time, you can come back another day. There's no need to put yourself in danger by moving all the rice and noodles.

Lao Zhao rushed back and forth, bags of rice and flour were thrown into the Jianghuai car, and after a while, the 5 or 6 snakeskin bags placed at the door were all swept away.

In order to ensure efficiency, the survivors did not blindly let one person carry it, but adopted a rotation system, they always maintained a state of vigilance of two people, and at the same time took turns to take over the handling, which greatly reduced the occurrence of reduced efficiency due to the continuous handling of individuals. (To be continued......)