The couple discussed it for a long time, but in the end they couldn't make up their minds and left with complicated expressions.
Just then, a middle-aged player named Ren Guoqing came to the front of the grocery store.
Before the apocalypse, Ren Guoqing was a businessman. Years of hard work in the business world had given him a keen sense of smell. So at the beginning of the apocalypse, when the system store was still selling gold and silver, he decisively exchanged all his family's cash for gold and went to the system store to buy a lot of random game items.
Later, he resold some of these game items for gold coins and used the rest to strengthen his own strength.
When the "Get Rich Overnight Shelter" was established, he had already trained his combat skills to level 27 thanks to his equipment that was superior to most players. Although it was not very high, it was enough for him to join the shelter.
Ren Guoqing, who had tasted the sweetness of hoarding goods at a discount, saw the high-quality and low-priced goods in the grocery store and immediately started thinking again. He made a quick decision and said, "How many self-heating hot pots are there? I'll buy them all!"
He had calculated this well—in the apocalypse, self-heating hot pots, which contained both vegetables and meat and were convenient to eat, were the most popular. The fact that it only cost 10 gold coins at the grocery store only showed that Ye Miao wasn't very smart, so he couldn't be blamed for the middleman taking the difference.
He planned to buy all the self-heating hot pots, and he was afraid that someone would buy them even for 100 gold coins.
However, Dazhuang honestly told him, "I'm sorry, there's a purchase limit. Each person can only buy one box per day, and a maximum of five boxes per week. If necessary, you can buy a week's supply in one day."
"?" Ren Guoqing stared, "Why?"
"It was Miss Ye's order. I could only do as she said without asking why." Da Zhuang spread his hands apologetically. Although his attitude was very good, there was obviously no room for negotiation.
Ren Guoqing, who thought he could make a fortune again half a minute ago, couldn't help but feel depressed. He asked a lot of questions and finally bought five boxes of self-heating hot pot, a bag of rice, three packs of biscuits, five small packs of bread, five pieces of chocolate, and seven packs of instant noodles according to the purchase limit of one week.
After the payment and delivery, Ren Guoqing walked out with his backpack.
Since he couldn't monopolize the goods, the members of the shelter would definitely not pay a high price for these things. But he could still sell them to sell at a stall to make some money, after all, even a fly is meat!
About half an hour later, Ye Miao woke up. She walked out of the room and took a look around the shelter. Then she heard Da Zhuang talk about Ren Guoqing buying things according to the purchase limit.
"It's okay." Ye Miao had guessed that he was going to resell it, but he didn't care. "We have strict purchase limits. As for what happens after you buy it, that's their business."
After leaving the grocery store, she went to find Zhu Yihua. As a professional pharmacist, Zhu Yihua had been busy all day yesterday. In the game, making medicine requires not only raw materials but also mana. Ye Miao had given her quite a few, and to make more medicine, she'd been constantly cycling between "expending mana to make medicine" and "seeking Fang Shuqin to heal and restore mana," working non-stop from morning till night.
Seeing Ye Miao coming to inspect the medicine, Zhu Yihua dumped a pile of bottles and jars on the table with a clatter and said with a smile, "That's all. To be honest, the medicine in the game is completely different from the previous ones. I don't really understand them. Do you think they work?"
Ye Miao took a careful look. There were 30 bottles of blood-replenishing potions with the richest ingredients, and all of them were high-level; there were 27 bottles of magic potions, both intermediate and high-level; there were 12 bottles of recovery potions that removed negative effects, regardless of level. However, players encountered negative effects relatively rarely, so 12 bottles was already a considerable harvest.
"Thank you for your hard work." Ye Miao smiled to express his gratitude and asked, "Are you all made with the materials I gave you?"
Zhu Yihua nodded: "Yes."
Ye Miao said, "There was an unexpected development in the shelter yesterday, and I wanted to tell you about it. From now on, I'll provide you with the materials to make medicine, and you can just give them to me directly. But besides that, you can also collect materials and make some medicine yourself. You can keep it for yourself or sell it on consignment at a grocery store to make some extra money!"
"Make extra money?" Zhu Yihua was stunned.
She herself has a stable job within the system, working as a pharmacist in a Grade A hospital, and she never worries about having no food to eat.
But after the end of the world, everyone felt that therapists were more useful, so she had no choice but to rely on her friends to survive. She was too embarrassed to charge her friends for making medicine occasionally.
But now she's in this shelter, which not only provides food and shelter, but also gives her a way to make extra money?!
Zhu Yihua felt that he had won the jackpot by coming here.
After "luring" Zhu Yihua, Ye Miao thought to himself that the shelter should be able to officially get back on track this time!
In any monster-killing game, equipment and potions are the two most important resources. Her shelter has someone who can supply both of them, so everyone will feel more confident.
In the evening, after Ye Miao and other members who had gone out to hunt monsters and collect materials came back, they held a small meeting with everyone while they were sitting around the campfire eating.
The meeting had three main themes. The first was to inform everyone that from today on, the shelter was protected by barrier stones and they no longer had to worry about their safety at night. As expected, this caused a round of cheers.
Secondly, in the future, grocery stores will have a variety of items for sale, so that everyone can go there often to see if there is anything they need;
The third is to tell everyone: this kind of big-pot meal life cannot last too long.
"We are still a small group now, and we still have the supplies everyone brought with them, so sharing meals won't be a problem."
"But the shelter needs to grow. If it continues like this, when it reaches dozens or even hundreds of people, it will inevitably be unable to provide enough."
"So, tomorrow will be the last time we provide three free meals a day. Starting the day after tomorrow, we will change the model."
Ye Miao surveyed everyone's expressions as he spoke. Seeing no one expressed any resistance, he continued, "Starting the day after tomorrow, the grocery store will serve breakfast, lunch, and dinner on schedule. The supplies I collected earlier will also be put on the shelves for sale. These items will be priced very low, ensuring that everyone can fill their stomachs with a small budget. However, if you want to eat well, there will be a different price. As for the supplies you provided earlier, they will be returned later, and then we will start buying them back at a clearly marked price. If you want to sell to me, you can, or if you want to keep them for yourself, that's fine too."
After these words were spoken, everyone had different expressions.
Experienced people like Fang Shuqin and Zhu Yihua generally had no objection. Honestly, the food in the shelter had been so good over the past few days, with four or five different options for breakfast alone. They'd been feeling uneasy, always feeling like they'd run out of food sooner or later. Ye Miao's proposed approach, on the other hand, sounded more sustainable.
But selfish people are of course not very satisfied. They just feel that the good days are gone suddenly, and Ye Miao took the opportunity to make money and even made it sound righteous.
Miao Lin raised her hand: "Sorry to interrupt!"
Ye Miao looked over and said, "What's the problem? Tell me."
Miao Lin asked nervously, "Do we still need a cook?"
She wanted to be a cook not for any other reason, but mainly because she was really not good at hunting monsters. Besides, hunting monsters could kill you if you weren't careful. In comparison, how safe was cooking in the shelter?
Ye Miao smiled: "Of course we need it. The chef will still provide three meals a day, and provide 20 gold a day as wages. When there are more people in the future, the wages can be increased. If you want to continue to work..."
Miao Lin immediately grabbed Hu Hao's arm and said without hesitation: "Let's get on with it!"
He Kailai, who is the best cook, also said, "I will continue to do it and make sure it is ready every day!"
"Okay, that's settled." Ye Miao was very straightforward. After saying that, he took the bowl of rice and went back to the house to get today's portion of Pixiu.
After she left, a moment of silence fell around the campfire. The members had varying expressions, some happy that the shelter was getting back on track, while others mentally estimated how many meals they could buy with their current money.
Those who were already dissatisfied stopped hiding their feelings when Ye Miao left. A male mage named Yin Zhenhui looked around and said to Su Xinran next to him, "Boss, this isn't very kind. What do you think?"
Su Xinran was originally eating noodles in silence. Upon hearing this, she was stunned and looked confused: "Are you okay...?"
Yin Zhenhui tutted his words. "When we came a few days ago, the shelter had nothing. We were the ones who helped it get started. Now that it's getting back on track, they're charging for food and handling fees for selling things. Isn't this just killing the donkey after it's done its work?"
"You can't say that..." Su Xinran hesitated.
She felt Yin Zhenhui's logic was flawed, but she didn't know how to refute it. Yin Zhenhui snorted coldly, "Just wait and see. She's definitely lying about selling at a low price. She's in charge of the entire shelter, so how could she not be making a killing? I think she'll either sell it at a high price tomorrow and profit from it, or she'll slowly raise the price, boiling you like a frog in warm water. By the time you can't afford it and want to leave, you'll have already given away most of your wealth!"
It was obvious that this was an attempt to stir up trouble. Su Xinran ignored him, but someone nearby wavered. They looked at Yin Zhenhui and asked, "Then what do you say we should do? If it's really like what you said, there's no guarantee that we won't encounter the same situation if we change shelters."
"Randomly changing locations won't solve the problem." Yin Zhenhui seemed to have already made up his mind and said confidently, "If you ask me, we can still stay here, but we have to take the initiative first."
Su Xinran frowned this time and looked at him in surprise: "What are you going to do?"
Yin Zhenhui glanced at Su Xinran with disdain, stood up, and called out to everyone: "In the end times, we must be on guard against others. Those who trust me, let's go to another place to discuss. Those who don't trust me or don't want to cause trouble, just pretend that nothing happened! But if anyone insists on going to the boss to complain..." Yin Zhenhui sneered, "Either stay in the shelter and don't go out, or just level up!"
Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what Yin Zhenhui was up to.
After a moment's silence, a man and a woman stood up and walked silently towards Yin Zhenhui. This wasn't hard to understand; in the apocalypse, many things were a game of chance, and sometimes it was better to take a gamble.
At three o'clock in the morning, Fang Yuming walked out of his thatched hut silently.
Now that the shelter has a barrier stone, there is no need to worry about being attacked at night, so no one is left on duty, and there is no one outside the house.
Five minutes later, Fang Yuming knocked on Ye Miao's door.
Six hours later, at nine in the morning, the sky was bright. Ren Guoqing, having made a small profit the previous day, calmly packed up his unsold items and left the shelter to continue setting up his stall. The other members also went out in groups of three or four, some hunting monsters, others gathering. Everything seemed in perfect order.
Ye Miao still acted alone. She walked through the orchard near the shelter, crossed a stream, and walked into the cave to kill the stone monster.
The stone monsters have extremely high defense and are difficult to defeat, but the stones and clay they drop can be used to build houses or make some equipment. It is still the early days of the apocalypse, and collecting these materials will come in handy sooner or later.
Therefore, Ye Miao never tired of fighting. She was too lazy to go further, so she just stood at the cave entrance and fought. After killing one batch, she would wait two or three minutes for a new batch of monsters to refresh.
The fighting continued until noon. Ye Miao walked out of the cave, away from the monster spawning point, took out a bag of bread from his backpack, opened it, and ate it with orange juice that he also scavenged from the convenience store.
Actually, the NPC "Jin Jie" I got from the blind box yesterday has a built-in juicing skill. As long as there is fruit, she can make juice, and the finished product has additional effects, such as mana and health recovery. But Ye Miao has high attributes and is not in danger of going out to fight monsters. I think drinking that kind of juice is a bit wasteful, so I just use a bottle of ordinary juice to fill my stomach.
I had eaten half of the bread and drank half of the bottle of juice when someone shouted from a distance, "Boss!"
Ye Miao looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yin Zhenhui and two other members running towards them. Yin Zhenhui was at the front, panting heavily. When he reached them, he smiled and said, "Boss, are you killing monsters here too? What a coincidence. Here, you want to replenish your energy?"
As he spoke, he handed over a glass bottle. Ye Miao glanced at it calmly. The panel showed:
[Item: Stamina Potion]
[Rarity: White]
[Description: After consumption, restore 20 physical strength per minute, lasting for 30 minutes]
"Thank you." Ye Miao was thinking about how he would feel if he could recover. He felt that he had good physical strength, so he reached out to take it without thinking, opened the bottle cap and drank it all.
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