Chapter 373 Mutated Corn Offspring
When I walked over to the fortune-telling stall, I saw Qin Qinghai, Wu Tingfang and others gathered in front of a stall.
Not only them, there were many other people surrounding the stall.
Han Ying was curious about what was being sold over there, so she went over.
When she saw the things above, Han Ying finally understood why there were so many people gathered here.
Because what this stall sells is actually food.
Moreover, they were large and plump dry corn kernels, and there were quite a lot of them, enough to fill a whole cloth bag.
She guessed that this was probably the only store selling food in the entire market?
These days, food is life. Who would exchange food?
Either they are people like Han Ying who have no shortage of food, or they need something more urgently than food.
No matter what the stall owner wants to exchange, he will only dare to take it out for exchange in the military base, otherwise it will be snatched away in minutes.
"What does the stall owner want to exchange?"
Han Ying pulled Qin Qinghai next to her and asked.
"Milk powder or rice porridge. He said his wife gave birth to a son and he has no milk. He wants to change milk powder or rice porridge to feed the baby."
Qin Qinghai had just heard what the person next to him said. He sighed a little, saying that people these days are really not afraid of death and even dare to let their wives give birth to children.
Hearing Qin Qinghai's words, Han Ying opened her mouth in surprise.
She thought that no one in this world dared to get pregnant.
But just now an old lady asked about the issue of offspring, and now I met someone who just gave birth to a son.
Is continuing the family line more important than your wife’s life?
Of course, it could also be an unexpected pregnancy.
After all, the price of a small umbrella is not cheaper than food now.
The onlookers wanted to exchange the corn with the stall owner, but the stall owner didn't want anything else but milk powder or rice paste.
Han Ying has a lot of these things, but it is not convenient for her to take them out now.
After all, she can't carry milk powder with her, right?
"Look, Xiao Han, his corn kernels are so full. They look much more beautiful than before the apocalypse."
Wu Tingfang kept looking at the bag of corn kernels on the stall. Each one was golden and very plump, much better looking than the ones she had bought in the supermarket before.
After hearing Wu Tingfang's words, Han Ying also looked at the bag of corn kernels.
It turned out to be just as Wu Tingfang said, there were indeed some differences between it and ordinary corn kernels.
Han Ying immediately thought of the mutant corn.
This bag of corn certainly cannot be mutant corn, but it is very likely the offspring of mutant corn.
Lu Yuan said that the first three generations of mutant corn can be preserved for seeds and can adapt well to this apocalyptic environment, so the owner will not sell them.
Only the 4th and 5th generations are available for sale.
If it is the fourth generation, then it can continue to reproduce for another generation.
If it is the fifth generation, the reproductive capacity and adaptability will be much worse.
Han Ying wanted to buy the bag of corn and try planting it at home, but she couldn't take the milk powder or rice paste out of her backpack at this time.
"How do you exchange this corn?"
Han Ying thought about it and asked.
"Do you have powdered milk or rice cereal? Powdered milk is best."
When the stall owner saw someone asking, a big smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Yes, but I don't have it with me. How much milk powder do you want to exchange?"
Han Ying didn't specifically stock up on milk powder, but she bought a lot of it from that big warehouse when she bought it for free before the tsunami.
We have milk powder of all stages, and they are all from big brands.
"How much milk powder do you have? Spread it all out if you don't want to change it. Don't gather here."
When Wang Gui heard the man in front of him say that he had milk powder, he immediately became excited.
However, he soon realized that he should not show off his wealth and should not let too many people know that he could exchange more corn kernels for milk powder.
"I found a few boxes when I was searching the ruins."
Han Ying saw that Wu Tingfang and the others had also been cleared out by the stall owner. She nodded at them before answering the stall owner's questions.
"Is there any one? My baby is only one month old and my wife has no milk..."
Wang Gui actually didn’t want a child, and he and his wife hadn’t had sex for a long time.
It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I don’t dare.
But just that one time, I unexpectedly got pregnant.
After the apocalypse, my wife's period came and went, so by the time I found out I was pregnant, I was already more than three months pregnant.
Not only do we not have the conditions to have an abortion, it is also dangerous.
So I just gave birth to the baby.
An old midwife was found, and the baby was delivered safely.
"It's just one section. How many pounds of corn are there in this bag?"
Han Ying has several sections, but for newborns, I’d better give her the one section.
"This bag weighs 50 kilograms. I want to exchange it for at least three 800-gram cans of milk powder. Of course, it would be even better if you have small packages."
"If you have more milk powder, I can give you more corn in exchange."
It's not easy to find someone who has milk powder, so change as much as possible.
"Three cans? No, two at most!"
Han Ying has her share of troubles, but she is not a sucker.
"Can you have more? If I have two cans, the child will finish them in no time. I don't know who to exchange with in the future. If you have extra, can I exchange another 50 kilograms with you?"
Wang Gui looked at the woman in front of him almost pleadingly. He knew that even if this person bargained down to 1 can, he would still have to change it.
Otherwise, what can such a small baby eat?
He can eat some rice soup, but how much nutrition can it provide him?
"I only have 4 cans, one of which is in 2 sections, I'll give you 100 kilograms of dried corn for these."
"If you feel like you're losing out, how about this? When I found the milk powder, I also found a few small clothes. I'll give them to you. There's no use for me to keep them anyway."
Han Ying had calculated it for him. He told him to eat sparingly. After finishing 3 cans, he should be able to eat 2 sections.
4 cans is already the limit, it would be inconvenient for her to take out more.
Han Ying no longer had any sympathy for others, but she felt sorry for the newborn babies in this world.
Especially since extreme cold is coming soon, if the baby doesn’t have warm clothes, he might not survive.
"Sure, sure. Thank you, thank you!"
Wang Gui didn't expect to get clothes. He was so moved that he almost cried.
"I don't have it with me. You're going to go back and get the corn, right? You'll meet me at the door of the building with the corn."
Han Ying pointed to the corridor where she lived.
She just hoped that the bag of corn was really the offspring of mutant corn, so that she could plant it in the space.
"Okay, okay."
After saying this, Wang Gui quickly closed his stall, then put the bag of corn into another black bag and carried it away.
Wu Tingfang and the others no longer knew where they had gone, but it didn’t matter. Since the market was guarded by soldiers, nothing would happen.
Then Han Ying continued to move forward.
The stalls were one after another. After passing about six or seven stalls, Han Ying saw two acquaintances also setting up stalls.
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