Warehouse No. 8 wasn't far away; it was full of children's rocking beds, which were quite heavy. Zhang Feng initially felt a little embarrassed, after all, such a good protective talisman had been exchanged for the weight of wood. This was no ordinary weight, so he offered to exchange ten for one.
Yuan Zhuan refused, saying, "If you feel you're getting a good deal, then wait until you've established yourself in that central city and then exchange more gold for me."
The family was so moved that they kept wiping away tears, and almost knelt down to kowtow to Yuan Zhuan, so Yuan Zhuan quickly finished the exchange and hung up.
Looking at the talismans in his palm, Zhang Feng's eyes welled up with tears. Eighteen talismans! They could protect his family for a very, very long time. Even a zombie horde wouldn't be so scary.
Ugh, ptooey, ptooey, let's forget about the zombie horde. Anyway, it's true that we're not afraid of poachers. If one comes, we'll blow it up; if a whole group comes, we'll blow it up!
As the family walked out, they bumped into four people who were chasing them.
"Oh my, Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, long time no see! Oh, where have you made your fortune? You've taken good care of yourself!" Zhu Xiao was panting. When she saw Zhang Feng, her eyes lit up like light bulbs. She didn't care about catching her breath and quickly stepped forward to curry favor. Her attitude was completely different from when they first met. She was like a wolf seeing meat, eager and frightening.
Zhang Feng stood in front of his family, taking several steps back, his left hand already gripping the hilt of the knife at his waist.
Being shrewd people, Peng Shan quickly pulled his old friend behind him, steadied his breathing, and raised his hand to greet him, "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! We just wanted to ask you about something, but when we arrived at your house, we didn't see anyone. We didn't realize your whole family had left without a word, leaving behind a house full of the smell of meat—oh, no, it's the smell of perfume, hehe, just perfume." He tried hard to appear easygoing, but it was unclear whether it was a genuine slip of the tongue or not.
Now Zhang Feng finally understood. It turned out that this dog's nose was quite amazing; it could smell several bottles of perfume after they were used.
"You want supplies?" Zhang Feng asked with a knowing smile.
"Yes." The four stood in a row, nodding obediently like students.
To survive, one's face is willing to be trampled on.
“My sister is a leader in the central city,” Zhang Xiaoxiao stepped forward. This statement was the consensus reached by everyone; only in this way could they be deterred from robbing their supplies. After all, compared to the possibility of exchanging supplies an unlimited number of times, killing the goose that lays the golden eggs once and for all was something only a fool would do.
Ta-da! All four pairs of eyes turned into light bulbs.
The migration of a family of four eventually turned into a large group, something Zhang Feng never dreamed of. To prevent them from leaving first, the four split up: two went back to inform others and pack their belongings, while the remaining two stayed behind to watch over them.
With other people present, security is enhanced, but privacy becomes less secure.
When night fell, they found a three-story building by the roadside to stay in. Strangely, there were no zombies nearby, as if someone had cleared them out.
“People from the central city must have come here to search for supplies. I remember there was a large granary here before the apocalypse.” Peng Shan went up to the second floor and observed the surrounding environment to confirm their current location.
This time, four families came along, including the Zhang family and their extended family, making over two hundred people. When everyone was in one space, it felt very crowded. Zhang Feng simply chose a room and let the mother and her two children go in to rest first. The other families followed suit, and soon the crowd dispersed, making the hall much more spacious.
"Brother Zhang, do you know the purpose of our trip?" Zhu Xiao instructed someone to cook, while she moved closer to Zhang Feng, hoping to get some useful information.
"Well, finding supplies is what we were instructed to do. I currently know the location of a steel mill. As for the rest, you can collect them yourselves. Any supplies you find can be exchanged for food from me. You can make a list of what you want to exchange for." The implication was that his steel mill was his, and no one else could have it; another reason was that many hands make light work. It seemed that the person needed an unlimited amount of supplies, something their family couldn't manage alone. With limited manpower, having others help would make things easier.
"Really!" Everyone present was a leader of their respective families. As soon as Zhang Feng finished speaking, almost everyone crowded around.
Faced with those bright, clear eyes, Zhang Feng felt a chill run down his spine and his head itch. He responded in a low voice, "Yes."
Are there any portion restrictions?
"Three kinds a day, ten catties of each kind." Zhang Feng set a limit, which was also a way out for himself. What if he couldn't get those things from the other side for a while? Wouldn't that be a huge loss?
Inside the room, Zhang Xiaoxiao was on the phone with Yuan Zhuan, telling him everything that had happened that day.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhuan suddenly realized that there seemed to be a huge business opportunity here. The system had no limit on the number of items that could be exchanged, so as long as she wanted, there was no upper limit to the amount she could exchange every day.
Oh, right, there's also the system shop. She almost forgot about this thing that had caused her so much pain she nearly passed out.
"Have your dad come over and give me a few words."
"Okay." Zhang Xiaoxiao happily complied.
Zhang Feng entered the room with unusual nervousness, waiting for instructions. Yuan Zhuan had already seen him the moment he entered.
"Xiaoxiao, here's a list for you. Have your dad write down the supplies I need."
"Okay, Dad, hurry up, get paper and pen, write it down. My sister needs to give us the exchange list."
That "my sister" sounded so natural, as if Yuan Zhuan really was her older sister, which Yuan Zhuan found somewhat amusing.
After hanging up the call, Yuan Zhuan made a decision: he would open a general store and sell everything!
Zhao Yuxiang was also surprised that Yuan Zhuan had already rented the shop and even become friends with the landlord.
It was hard to put into words as I watched Cao Ming and his two friends bustling around, and my daughter spoke to them casually, even giving the impression that she had the upper hand.
Zhao Yuxiang's slightly hunched back slowly straightened, and her gaze towards Yuan Zhuan unconsciously carried a hint of pride.
"Mom, the big shed in the back yard is the warehouse. I'll store things there. I'll stack everything the shop needs to sell. Don't touch anything in the warehouse; I have other uses for it. If we need to get more stock, just tell Cao Ming, and he'll take care of it." Why not use a free subordinate?
“Yes, sis, my home is over there, you can find me anytime.” Cao Ming stood straight, with an expression that said, “I’m very reliable.”
She's six or seven years older, so calling her "sister" is perfectly fine.
Yuan Zhuan glanced at someone but didn't say anything.
She needs to go and get more supplies; she expects to find the necessary goods for exchange soon.
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