Chapter 8: Crazy Spread

Jinling Base City is the top three base cities in terms of population in the entire central China region, but because the base city is overpopulated, it is divided into a main base city and countless satellite base cities, but even so, the population of Jinling base city has not been under 1.4 million after stabilization.

The huge population represents an astonishing consumption, and because of the outbreak of the virus and the radiation of meteorites, the base city is actually isolated from each other, there is no communication between each other, there is no trade without circulation, there is no production without trade, there is a power plant in a region, and there is industrial equipment in a region, but because there is no connection with each other, both of these are basically furnishings.

Therefore, in addition to planting some grain and vegetables in the base city, industry and production have basically stagnated, and even if there is, most of them are handmade, because raw materials are needed for the production of anything, and raw materials are really difficult to get.

However, even if grain and vegetables are grown, because of radiation, large areas of land do not grow grass, and even if they grow, they are thin and small, which is not enough for 30% of the previous yield.

Fortunately, there are more food reserves, and not many people have survived, so it is still possible to ensure that people do not starve to death.

There are now two distribution methods in Jinling City, one is the minimum survival guarantee, which can receive a ration that is only enough to sustain life every Monday, and the other is the labor guarantee, that is, working for the base city in exchange for additional rations in addition to the survival guarantee. But the work is limited, and the number of people is huge, so except for some people who have the skills to earn some extra money, at least half of the people in the base city are on the verge of starvation.

The base city is also helpless, after all, the food is limited, and it cannot be replenished, and it is consumed every day, so the Jinling base city, which can also guarantee the distribution of survival guarantees, is already good.

Cheng Haodong is a senior repairman, who has dealt with machines all his life, but he didn't make a list, but he has practiced a good craft, after the outbreak of the virus, after taking his escaped son to Jinling Base City, he relied on his craft to make all kinds of weapons, even firearms and bullets can be made, and the quality is very good, so his quality of life is good in Jinling Base City, and because of the rarity of this craft, not many people are willing to fight with him, and his small life is really nourishing.

Cheng Haodong sat under a big tree not far from the city gate, drinking the best Longjing tea in the purple clay pot, looking at the workers who made great efforts to build the city wall, and sighed at this fucking world.

To put it bluntly, it is a person who does not have a backache when he stands and talks.

Suddenly, he saw an acquaintance, their former factory director Chen Shanhe, who was in the third line of the family, known as Chen San or Chen Laosan, but behind his back, he was called the third fat man.

The three fat men can't see fat at all now, but the figure can't be said to be thin, after all, it will take a while to lose weight, Cheng Haodong thought that in another month or two, these three fat men are estimated to be so thin that they can see the bones.

Cheng Haodong jokingly guessed, he knew that Chen Shanhe was now doing waste picking, and now the status of the two of them was reversed, he Cheng Haodong became the person above, and the original factory director became the lowest level, struggling to survive.

"Creation makes people." Cheng Haodong doesn't know how many times he has thought about this kind of thing, but every time he sees that the previous leader is far inferior to himself, that feeling of happiness makes him feel refreshed every time.

He took a sip of tea and shouted at Chen Shanhe, who had already run closer: "Old Chen! What scared you like this, you ran into the city and saw zombies? Don't panic, come over for a sip of tea and talk to my brother. ”

Although Chen Shanhe knew that this subordinate who he didn't look down on before was also a person who had the opportunity to look at his jokes, he didn't have any good intentions, but Chen Shanhe was used to being a leader, and he knew that this Cheng Haodong was also a serf who turned over and sang, and he didn't have any bad intentions, so he leaned over, picked up the tea poured out by Cheng Haodong, and drank it fiercely.

"The first-class West Lake Longjing, Lao Cheng will enjoy it."

"Don't mention it, if it weren't for me, that kid wouldn't have been able to exchange a pound of tea for a shotgun, right? It was my pride, and I had been polishing it for days. Cheng Haodong was very happy that someone drank his good tea, proving that he was not capable.

Cheng Haodong looked at the other people who ran back with Chen Shanhe and looked for a place to rest, and his curiosity came up, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Aren't these all people who are scavenging together, why are they all scared like this? ”

Chen Shanhe was just about to open his mouth to talk about how thrilling things were, but with a roll of his eyes, he thought of an idea to make money, continued to drink tea, and pondered what to say.

Cheng Haodong couldn't wait for his grinding strength, and asked anxiously: "You are talking." ”

"Brother Cheng, this matter is dangerous, in order to find out about this, two of us died, and Sun Dazi and Zhou Wei have met the king of Hades."

Although he didn't know who these two people were, Cheng Haodong's curiosity was hung up, he got up and moved a stool for Chen Shanhe, and said with a smile: "Tell me, what's going on." ”

Chen Shanhe said in a mysterious whisper: "Let me ask my brother first, what is the price of the May Fourth pistol now." ”

"I have to get five big yellow croakers or two hundred catties of rice, I can't make that thing, I have to have a machine tool."

"yes, but you know, we had a strange thing today, I was knocking on steel bars in an abandoned cement pipe, and I saw 。。。。。。" Chen Shanhe added oil and vinegar to the appearance of the supermarket to Sun Jiaming's power, and said it vividly, when it came to the highlights, Cheng Haodong's heart was pinched.

"So, Brother Cheng, you say, is that supermarket a treasure? Otherwise, a scavenger would not have been able to take a brand-new May Fourth pistol and shoot it casually after a while, and the bullets would not be cheap these days. ”

Cheng Haodong didn't listen to the excitement when he heard the last, he also understood people, and knew that this Chen Shanhe told the story like this, that is, to highlight the importance of this supermarket, to put it bluntly.

He asked for money.

"Hahaha, Lao Chen, your story is wonderful, it looks like the real thing." It means that you are too fake.

"Brother Cheng, don't believe it, I'll tell others about it, maybe some people believe it." Your surname is Cheng's grasp, the faster I buy and sell, the better, you must know that there is more than one person who escaped back, I believe that there are many people who have plans to sell this supermarket information, and he has no time to talk to this Cheng Haodong.

"Don't, I'm really interested, Lao Chen will take me to see?"

Chen Shanhe looked at Cheng Haodong without speaking.

Cheng Haodong laughed and said: "Of course, you can't let Lao Chen run for nothing, in this way, twenty catties of rice will be used as hard-earned money, of course, if Lao Chen, you have something to do, the two brothers over there probably know the way, I'll go to them, you are busy with you." ”

Twenty pounds of rice?

It's a lot to think about, and this Cheng Haodong is so cunning that he directly blocked the words.

"Okay, Brother Cheng, I'm on a run, without further ado, let's leave now?" Chen Shanhe rubbed his hands together and motioned for Cheng Haodong to pay the bill.

"Don't, I'll go back and call my son, and you can go back with me and get your hard-earned money." Cheng Haodong didn't have anything on him, he guessed that if this was true, it was estimated that the things in the supermarket needed to be bought, and he still had to bring some money.