Chapter 89: Setting up a stall
Behind Jiang Rong and Zhao Caier was a huge mutant wild boar. They used a thick hemp rope to pass through the pig's nose and dragged it all the way back from outside, leaving a mark of neither deep nor shallow on the village road.
The ownership of the mutant beast hunted during the duty belongs to the person himself. After listening to Cai'er's introduction of the exchange, Jiang Rong brought this thing over.
In addition, when Jiang Rong was stringing the mutant wild boar, he had already used his supernatural powers to purify it from head to toe. Now that this wild boar is eaten by humans, it will not be harmful to the human body, and it will definitely taste better.
"Are you two dragging this mutant boar here to sell it?"
Not long after Jiang Rong and Zhao Caier approached the outskirts of the exchange, passers-by took a fancy to the big guy behind them.
"Do you need help killing a pig? We can help you. Just give us some of the pork when you're done."
Five old men who looked to be in their sixties came in front of Jiang Rong and Zhao Caier one after another. The one who just spoke was the oldest one among them.
The sunlight at this location was blocked by the buildings, so they were not wearing anything on their faces. Jiang Rong and Zhao Caier could see their faces directly, which were old, cracked and peeling, but their eyes were bright and lively.
Jiang Rong looked at these unfamiliar faces and had no impression of them, but Zhao Caier still recognized some of them.
"Then I'll trouble you uncles."
Zhao Caier had been around the village more often than Jiang Rong after the end of the world, and she knew that the situations of the uncles in front of her were not very good in the village.
They are already in their early sixties, and have an eighty-year-old mother and teenage children to support. The family depends on them to work hard all year round to earn some money, which may only be enough to have a good New Year and pay for the children's tuition.
In the current situation, families like theirs have basically no savings and the supplies they have stockpiled are also limited.
They can only make plans early and try their best to earn more supplies. Otherwise, staying at home all the time will only make them fall into deep anxiety and powerlessness.
So a few old brothers discussed going out to find a job. If they could find one, they would earn money, but if they couldn’t find one, it would be better than staying at home.
Seeing Cai'er agreed, Jiang Rong had no objection, since she was the one who killed the mutant wild boar anyway.
"Then I'll leave this big guy to you uncles first. We'll go in and take a look and come out later." Zhao Caier said as she took off the mask on her face and let the five uncles recognize her face.
"Okay, go ahead and go shopping. I'll have someone come find you once everything is sorted out."
Afterwards, Jiang Rong was pulled into the exchange by Zhao Caier. The first floors of the three buildings used as the exchange were all connected, so people coming and going did not need to go out, but just walked through the newly built passage on the first floor.
The two of them entered the middle building first.
The house looked four stories high from the outside, with the door open. When entering, there were quite a few people inside. All the things in each room had been moved out, leaving only a square empty room.
Then, according to the unified distribution of locations in the village, each family can put out a small blanket two meters long and one meter wide and sell what they need to sell.
Some more respectable families would bring in a rectangular wooden table to place things on, while others would just put a piece of cloth or a snakeskin bag on the ground and start selling.
The two of them walked around inside. There were all kinds of things for sale there, including pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, a limited number of vegetables and meats, snacks and frozen drinks, old clothes, old quilts, old socks, as well as wooden toilet paper, etc., and everything was clearly marked with a price.
For example, a bag of toilet paper needs to be exchanged for ten kilograms of frozen meat, an old cotton quilt needs to be exchanged for two boxes of 24 bags of instant noodles, and a kilogram of meat needs to be exchanged for three kilograms of Chinese cabbage. Most of the stall owners want to exchange for food.
And these may just be one person's exchange standards.
After looking around, Jiang Rong didn't want to exchange anything, but she did want to set up a stall. There were some things in the space that she had hoarded a lot of before, and there were so many that she would not be able to use them all in her lifetime. She could take some out appropriately.
"Cai'er, do you know where our stalls are?"
However, selling supplies at a stall like this will probably only happen once in a short period of time.
In the future, she might do some disguise appropriately, otherwise it would be easy to arouse jealousy.
"I know. Follow me."
"What do you want to sell?" Zhao Caier asked curiously while leading the way.
"Sell some things that girls can use." Jiang Rong responded.
The two walked all the way to the first floor lobby of the building on the far left. The Jiang family's stall was in the first room on the right side of the entrance on the first floor.
There were quite a few people in the building at this moment, and Jiang Rong also saw two shops selling hot food.
One sells homemade oden, the other sells wontons.
The two shops on the first floor had the most people standing in front of them. I don't know if they would buy anything or not, but everyone just wanted to join in the fun and watch. People of all ages were attracted by the hot and fragrant food.
It has been nearly three months since the first round of natural disasters. People at home with surplus supplies have not yet run out of them, so it is not too surprising that they can come out to sell these things. In addition, their village is located in a remote area, there are fewer mutant beasts, and the environment is relatively comfortable. Generally speaking, everyone's mental outlook is actually much better than that in the city.
But after a long time, half a year, a year, the village's advantage will gradually weaken. After the supplies are exhausted, the disadvantages of the geographical location will become apparent, and by that time, everyone's life will become increasingly difficult.
Jiang Rong followed Cai'er's instructions and came to his own stall, which was a small open space. To the right of Jiang's family was the Xin family's stall, and to the left was the Zhao family's.
When everyone was dividing their seats, Zhao Caier specifically asked for these three pieces because they were close together.
Jiang Rong walked to his seat and put the black backpack behind him on the ground, then took out a patterned square tablecloth from it and placed it on the ground.
She usually carries the backpack behind her whenever she goes out, so that she can get things when it's "inconvenient".
In addition to the patterned tablecloth, Jiang Rong also took out twenty packs of ten-piece sanitary napkins from her bag, most of which were for daily use.
In addition, there are two cans of milk powder for the elderly and two bags of adult diapers.
Her bag was just big enough for that.
There aren't many things, but for those who need them urgently, they can be of some help.
She just walked around the middle building and hardly saw anyone changing their sanitary napkins.
"Rongrong, do you want to eat wontons? Or oden?" Zhao Caier seldom comes here to shop. It was only today that she discovered that there were two such stores here. She had been here once before, but these were not here at that time.
Jiang Rong shook his head.
"Then I'll go buy it myself?" Zhao Caier had just killed a mutant wild boar and consumed some energy. Without using brain pills to replenish her energy, she felt a little hungry again.
"Which one do you want to eat?" Jiang Rong asked helplessly.
"Wontons?" Zhao Caier said with a smile.
Since Rongrong asked this, she guessed she wouldn't have to queue up to buy it.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Rong lowered his head and rummaged through his large black backpack, then took out a bowl of wontons. He opened the package and handed it to Cai'er.
The wonton wrapper in the takeaway box is very thin, almost transparent in the soup, and the filling inside is also bulging. There is some fat floating on the light brown soup, which is the aroma of lard. In addition, there are some dried shrimps, seaweed and chopped green onions in the bowl for seasoning.
Anyway, it smells good just by smelling it.
Zhao Caier took it immediately and joked.
"Rongrong, you are almost turning into Doraemon Rong now."
Jiang Rong also smiled when he heard this, as if a little.
After that, one of them set up the stall while the other ate nearby.
After a while, several middle-aged ladies, who looked to be in their forties, stood in front of their stall.
"How much do you sell your sanitary napkins for?"
"Anything except food is fine. It depends on what you want to exchange. Also, each person is limited to two bags."
"Only two packs? You obviously have so many here, can't you sell a few more?" When some people heard that each person could only buy two packs, they immediately complained that it was too little.
"How many packs do you want to buy?" Jiang Rong asked.
"Um, at least six or seven packs, right?"
Honestly speaking, even six or seven packs can only be used a few times, and they only come in packs of ten.
Jiang Rong shook her head at this. The quantity she took out was not large to begin with, and the purchase limit was also for those who needed emergency use.
If there were no purchase limit, anyone could come and buy them all by paying a little more.
This went against her idea, and she didn't originally intend to use these to make money.
"Just two packs, no more."
Seeing Jiang Rong's tough attitude, the man on the opposite side finally stopped talking.
It is naturally up to other people to decide how to sell their things, and there is nothing that the person can do even if he is dissatisfied.
"Can I exchange this old scarf?"
After listening to the conversation between the two, another middle-aged woman at Jiang Rong's stall came up with a brown fluffy scarf that she had just exchanged.
Jiang Rong glanced at the scarf, nodded, picked up two bags from the ground and handed them over. Then he said, "I forgot to bring the plastic bag when I came out. Sorry."
"It's okay, it's okay." The man waved his hand, took the things, and left quickly.
Not long after, a group of women came rushing in from outside the door as if they had heard the news.
There are both young and old people.
Some of these people exchanged for toilet paper, some for old clothes, and some for hair accessories. In short, as long as it was not a handful of snow picked up from the roadside, Jiang Rong would accept it.
Plus, there weren’t many things to begin with, so the ground was empty in a short while.
Even the two bags of adult diapers that were taken out were replaced.
There are only two cans of milk powder for the elderly left on the stall.
At least half of the people who come to these exchanges are elderly people, but no one buys these things that are specially designed to supplement the health of the elderly.
Jiang Rong looked at the two lonely cans of elderly milk powder on the stall and decided to wait a little longer. If no one wanted them, he would pack up and leave.
"Sister, can I exchange this toy for a can of milk powder?"
Not long after, a little girl came to Jiang Rong's stall. Jiang Rong looked up and said, "This is for the elderly. Are you sure you want to change it?"
"I want to take it back for grandpa to drink."
The little girl was probably in her early teens. She was wearing old, bulging clothes, her hair was tied in a messy style, and she was alone.
"Where is your grandfather? Why are you here alone?" Jiang Rong asked.
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