The base will distribute fixed supplies to ordinary people who create labor for the base every month.

There are also people who are unable to create labor, and the materials distributed by the base can only keep them alive.

Again, there is no place in this world that is willing to unconditionally raise people who do not do things.

Since Zhou Yi'an took office, the West District has strengthened its management, and has also specially arranged patrols to prevent bullying of the weak in this place.

In the chaos at the beginning of the last days, when most people lose their humanity, many people would rather trek through mountains and rivers to enter the base, since they enter the base, the base will be blessed. The outside world is in shambles.

Maybe because of the New Year, a folk custom engraved in people's bones, even in the last days, has some human touch.

Almost all of the people setting up the stalls are thin and yellow-skinned, and they are obviously in a state of not having enough to eat all the time.

It's snowing today, and there are many people who come to visit the West District, some with umbrellas, some without umbrellas, some with snowflakes, and some with hats or a piece of cloth on their heads.

The same is true for the people who set up the table, but there is a specially built shed to protect against the rain along the way, which should have been built by the base specifically for this market.

Ye Yan looked all the way, most of them were handmade, and there were some. Well, things that are very valuable before the end of the world, such as diamonds, jewelry, and so on.

Ye Yan saw an old lady, sitting on a stone with her body bent, in front of her was a cloth cushion, on which some red window paper was placed, and the word 'Fu' was written.

Ye Yan squatted down, picked up a few blessings, and asked, "How to sell them?" ”

The old lady held out two fingers, "Two loaves of bread or biscuits will do." ”

As she spoke, she pointed out the words written on a piece of cardboard to Ye Yan.

Ye Yan looked over, and it said, "As long as it's food, it's fine." ”

Next to the old lady sat a small little girl, and in front of the little girl there were some small things she had made herself, such as rabbits outlined with wool.

She was bold, "Guest, we can buy these things as long as they are food, you see?" ”

They don't dislike much, as long as they have it, basically a piece of food for a window paper or a handicraft.

These are the materials and food that she and her grandmother had saved before, and they went to those powerful abilities to exchange for things and came back to make them themselves.

Ye Yan took several pieces of window paper, and said to Chen Shi, "Do you see if you like it?" ”

Chen had a pair of big round eyes, his pupils were black and white, and there was no blood red around him, he also squatted down and picked a little tiger at the little girl's stall, "Sister, I just want this." ”

"Hmm." Ye Yan got up, took out a ten-pound bag of flour in the space and handed it over, "Are these enough?" ”

The kid's mouth was wide open, and while he could occasionally see powerful abilities wielded, they were rarely encountered, and offensive abilities were not allowed in the West End.

She looked at Ye Yan and stammered, "Guest, many. There are many, or you can choose more. ”

Ye Yan shook his head, "No." ”

Put down the noodles and take Chen Shi to go shopping again.

After they were gone, the little girl hurriedly pulled the flour behind her grandmother and took out a rag and wrapped it.

Although now after the reform of the base, it is not as chaotic as it was at the beginning, but the truth that wealth is not exposed is something that everyone who lives here must keep in mind.

(End of chapter)