As soon as he finished speaking, the system transmitted the surveillance footage to Qiao Xuejun's mind.
This empty coffee shop originally had a second floor, and now the two men were leaning on the railing on the second floor, also looking at her carefully.
Qiao Xuejun didn't move, and the first thing he did was to look to see if they had any guns.
It was night time and there were no lights in the cafe, so the scene was very dark. However, the two men were dressed simply, just in a vest. They looked young and strong. However, because of their thin clothes, it was easy to see that they had no guns and were only holding sticks. The other man was holding a long knife, similar to a machete.
Without the gun, Qiao Xuejun felt a little relieved.
They were both carrying a burlap bag, from which a piece of green glass appeared, which seemed to be a beer bottle. There was also a kettle, which was collected in this coffee shop?
They were probably out to collect supplies.
The people above also looked at her very warily, probably because they were also afraid of her, a stranger who suddenly broke in.
Qiao Xuejun thought about it and decided that since the other party didn't make any move, she would just pretend not to see it and leave.
"Hello."
Just as Qiao Xuejun was about to leave, someone upstairs called her.
Qiao Xuejun had already quietly grasped the slingshot in her hand. When she heard their voices, she turned around and looked straight up at the second floor.
"Girl, are you here to collect supplies?"
One of the men greeted in a low voice and waved at Qiao Xuejun.
Qiao Xuejun looked up at them and didn't answer.
The man's eyes were also very cautious, and he looked at Qiao Xuejun repeatedly: "Don't be afraid, we found a lot of things here, what do you have, do you want to trade?"
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Qiao Xuejun's big backpack.
Qiao Xuejun saw his eyes and her heart tightened, but she remained calm and looked at their pockets: "What do you have to trade? What do you want?"
The man said, "We have a kettle and a homemade water filter that we made, and we want to exchange it for something to eat."
As he spoke, he took out a water filter made from a large mineral water barrel from his pocket and showed it to Qiao Xuejun.
"This water filter can directly filter the water in the pond and ditch, and you can drink it after boiling it."
It is quite useful, because now there is water outage, and the water that humans can get from nature is rarely clean. For example, the water in a pond may be green, blue or yellow. Even if such water is boiled, it cannot be drunk directly and must be filtered.
It's a very useful trading item, but Qiao Xuejun and Kuang Qianli actually both know how to make filters, and their wells are relatively clean, so they don't need to filter their daily water, and they even have water purification tablets at home.
"This is good." Qiao Xuejun praised, but shook her head regretfully, "But I don't have anything to eat."
She pretended to be sincere: "But I have a lot of pockets for things, very sturdy linen bags, can I exchange them for your water filter?"
As she spoke, she put the backpack in front of her, opened it, and pulled out the burlap bag from it.
This is the bag of potatoes that Qiao Xuejun brought out from the shelter. It was originally used to cover the motorcycle. But she was afraid that one bag would not be enough, so she picked up several and brought them out.
In addition to the sack, there are also Snickers, dry bread and two cooked potatoes in the bag. These are food, which are very important in the end of the world and can completely arouse other people's evil thoughts. They must not be discovered. But these are hidden under the sack, so they cannot be discovered.
Before coming to the city, Qiao Xuejun didn't know that there would be such transactions in the city, otherwise she would have brought other things out to trade.
When the man saw Qiao Xuejun's huge backpack, he only took out a sack of linen. Disappointment flashed in his eyes: "Sorry, we don't need any pockets."
Their water filter is just homemade, but it works, and it would be a waste to replace one or two pockets.
Seeing that he believed it, Qiao Xuejun stuffed the burlap bag back into the backpack and zipped it up again.
But she continued her performance, looking longingly at the simple water filter in the man's hand.
The man sighed, "We also need to exchange our things for food, so we can't give them to you. Otherwise, go to the vegetable market and see if there is anyone who needs your sackcloth bag."
They did not suspect that Qiao Xuejun only had a burlap bag in his backpack, because in this period, this was the most common situation. Everyone's reserves were used up, and they all came out with burlap bags to "rummage through treasure chests" to collect supplies.
Vegetable market? What do they do there? It's definitely not for buying vegetables, it sounds like they do business.
Qiao Xuejun asked: "Which vegetable market?"
The man above was slightly surprised when she asked this question, and then asked: "It's the big farmer's market on Shizhong Road. Now everyone trades there to exchange for what they need. Have you never been there?"
Qiao Xuejun said embarrassedly: "I haven't been there. We don't have anything to exchange with others. We just collect things from everywhere. We take whatever we can find."
The man nodded and sighed, "Yeah, everyone needs to eat. It's hard to exchange for anything. It's better to go out and collect."
Qiao Xuejun looked at the pocket in the man's hand and asked, "Brother, your trip was not in vain. Did you collect a bottle of beer?"
The man smiled, somewhat happily: "Yes, it was in this cafe. We found it on the second floor, under the wine cabinet. There was a whole bottle, never opened. I guess it was missed when the rebels came to loot. We plan to use it to exchange for some food at the market. We are so short of food right now."
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