After searching the whole building, Zeng Qiang did not find Yang San, and when he found a small leader, he found out that today's auction was a bumper harvest, and Yang San went back to Dongcheng to find Zhao Pan's report as soon as it was over.

No one was found, Zeng Qiang had no choice but to return to the camp, and the three men in black he met before were also very strange, and it was unknown what they were looking for.

In the camp, seeing Zeng Qiang return safely, Gu Tao and the others breathed a sigh of relief, if Zeng Qiang didn't come back, he would order all the people and horses to kill him directly.

"Brother Qiang, this is that goshawk."

Zeng Qiang looked at the big bird, and the goshawk was also looking at it.

"Can you speak?" Zeng Qiang asked the goshawk.

"Can you understand me?" The originally lifeless goshawk suddenly came to its senses, and it flapped its wings and approached the edge of the cage.

"Why do you understand me? Human, are you trying to hurt me? ”

"Of course I can understand what you say, but don't worry, I won't hurt you." After confirming that the goshawk was able to speak, it showed that it was a mutated animal, and his food was spent unjustly.

"Hmph, who would believe it, it's not because of you humans that I'm like this!" Goshawk is still vigilant against Zeng Qiang.

"You really don't have to worry, I can heal your injuries, eat something first when you are injured." Zeng Qiang left a dead mouse in the cage and motioned for the goshawk to eat.

"Humph! I won't fall for you! The goshawk didn't turn his head, no matter how Zeng Qiang called, he didn't even speak, and he didn't even look at the dead mouse in the cage.

This is troublesome, Zeng Qiang has heard of boiling eagles before, and it seems that it is more difficult to get an eagle to admit that you are.

Let people take good care of this goshawk, Zeng Qiang no longer paid attention to it.

......

The camp that had been silent overnight was rejuvenated in the early morning, and the early players replaced the members of the vigil, and when they looked into the distance energetically, the teammates who had just been replaced after a hard night yawned and lazily walked to the temporary canteen with their rifles on their backs.

The canteen is not large, and there are no tables and chairs in it, so it is not easy to build a canteen for 10,000 people in a short period of time.

In the morning, the cafeteria was crowded, a long line was like a centipede, adults and small people, men and women lined up with their own utensils to receive breakfast,

A steaming cauldron and a small pot, a basket of steamed buns piled high, a fat cook with a ruddy face is collecting food stamps and making porridge.

Under normal circumstances, the fat cook should be kind to children and those weak women, and there will be half a spoonful of thick porridge when cooking, and for some men, she will gently scoop a spoon on the noodles of the cauldron, and the spoon is tilted halfway, so that there will only be less than half a spoonful of rice soup with a clear bottom.

Even so, no one dares to say no, for many people they are thankful to have breakfast, they will only go to please the fat cook, in the hope that her hands will be steady, not shaking when cooking, and thicker when scooping.

"Go, go, go, what do you eat without food stamps?" The fat cook pushed away a thin man, since the population of the camp has increased, the camp has begun to implement a labor system, as long as you work today, you will be issued a camp autocratic bill, which is Zeng Degui printed with Zeng Qiang's head, with this kind of bill, you can eat three meals a day in the canteen.

"I, please give me something to eat, I'll go to work today." The man pleaded, but no one paid attention, everyone is working, why don't you work?

If you don't work, you will starve to death, there are rules in the camp, and those who do not receive the ticket for more than three days will be driven out of the camp.

Tens of thousands of people naturally have good and bad, and this is also the method that Zeng Degui came up with, those who abide by the rules will stay, and those who don't abide will leave.

The man's business was just a small episode, everyone quietly lined up to eat, they lined up silently, waiting for their companions to come out of the cafeteria with breakfast, and then squatted on the side of the road to eat.

Regardless of men, women, and children, they are all like this, all squatting on the ground one by one, and after the end of the world, they abandon the original elegance and beauty, and they all eat a big mouthful of steamed buns, drink a mouthful of porridge, and squat on the ground with each other to pull homely dishes.

Everyone's breakfast is the same, but the number of tickets issued is different, for example, the members of the self-improvement army are engaged in many dangerous tasks, his ticket for a day is five, and the extra two can be used to exchange for various materials, and even when there is free time, three or five groups play cards for entertainment.

The logistics team members have three sheets, and they only have three meals a day, and the same is true for the children, and those who don't work don't have them.

Zeng Qiang and Wang Xin sat in the distance to eat breakfast, what they ate was no different from what everyone ate, they were all porridge steamed buns, the only difference was a few more plates of mustard.

"Brother Qiang, you are so ugly printed on this food stamp, hahaha." Wang Xin almost squirted out a mouthful of rice, she didn't need a ticket to eat, if Jiang Di hadn't shown it to her, she wouldn't even know about it.

"Eat your meal!" Zeng Qiang glared at Wang Xin dissatisfied, a few days ago Zeng Degui told him that he wanted to print his avatar when he still strongly objected, but Zeng Degui told him that in the future, this kind of ticket in the camp can replace the money of the end times, thinking of the head of the great man on the previous coin, Zeng Qiang hesitated, if he could, could he also be as famous as those great men?

At this time, Zeng Degui was planning to open a bazaar, take out many materials that were not needed in the camp but were in great demand in the gathering place, and exchange them with some forces in the gathering place to exchange what they had.

This has several advantages, one is that it can allow more food in the gathering place, and replace useless materials with food;

The second is that it is possible and can also tie the interests of the camp to the gathering place, after all, the real relationship between people is interests.

Third, the camp can also use this market to gather all kinds of technical talents to enrich the camp and develop the camp.

"Can you come up with these?" Zeng Qiang seemed to be looking at Zeng Degui again, and he was sure that Zeng Degui alone would not be able to come up with this.

"Of course it's me...... One of his subordinates came up with it. Zeng Degui's face is thick, but he doesn't dare to deceive Zeng Qiang.

Soon, a man who was about thirty years old with glasses was brought to Zeng Qiang.

"The bazaar thing is what you came up with, what's your name?"

"Brother Qiang, hello, my name is Huang Guangwei......

This Huang Guangwei recently joined the camp from the gathering place, and he was able to join the camp because he had a daughter, and he was stained with her light.

"So you were a member of the SASAC before the end of the world?" From Huang Guangwei's introduction, this Huang Guangwei is amazing, he is not very old, but he is already a deputy department of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, and he himself has a doctorate degree, and he still studies economics and trade.

"In this way, a new commercial department will be formed, and you will be in charge, and Zeng Degui will be your direct boss."