Chapter 128 Currency

The sound of firecrackers crackled throughout the base.

The colorful shells of firecrackers were flying everywhere, some fell on the land in the base, and some fell on the newly grown fruit tree seedlings.

Chen Shaolan pulled the white plastic sheet and carefully covered the tops of the vegetables, fearing that some disobedient firecracker shells would run into the cabbage buns.

"It's Chinese New Year!"

"Another year older."

"Time seems to have stopped in the past five years. I have even forgotten how old I am, haha."

"No matter what, I'm always young!"

The residents of the base covered themselves tightly and got up early in the morning to sweep the snow. After sweeping the snow, every household lit firecrackers.

The sound of firecrackers woke Zhao Yunduo up. She yawned, washed up, went downstairs, opened the door, and saw a lively and noisy scene outside.

Some people were setting off firecrackers, children were covering their ears, and some young people were eating breakfast.

When they saw Zhao Yunduo, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

"Good morning, Sister Yun Duo!"

"Morning, Lord."

"Happy New Year Sister Duo!"

Zhao Yunduo pulled at her plush collar and waved to them with a smile, "Good morning, and Happy New Year."

Yes, this is her first year in the apocalypse.

There was a huge pendulum clock in the house she lived in - Shen Linglan bought it at an antique market and placed it in the living room.

Zhao Yunduo turned around and saw that it was already half past ten in the morning.

She returned to the house, woke up Shen Linglan, and the two of them had their first breakfast of the new year together using their spiritual system.

The two discussed for a long time last night how to create a new set of currency.

The production cost of copper coins was inevitably too high, and they had to be customized by blacksmiths. Using the original currency was also inevitable that people would be able to take advantage of it and get something for nothing.

So Shen Linglan came up with an idea. As a design student, she drew a double-sided banknote that was 14 cm long and 7 cm wide.

Shen Linglan used the idea of ​​banknotes in her own world, and with the meanings of "unity" and "people's names", she painted several images of people working in the fields.

There are those who grow vegetables, cook, do experiments, draw architectural drawings, etc. There are three kinds of banknotes: one yuan, five yuan, and ten yuan. The pictures on each kind of banknote are different, but the same thing is that there is a very light cloud pattern on the front of each banknote, and a bell orchid on the back.

After the banknotes are drawn, Shen Linglan will print them using a printer, making fifty sets of each.

Then after it is transmitted to Zhao Yunduo's world, Zhao Yunduo will stamp it on the banknote with a "private seal", which means that the banknote is real and can be used normally.

Although it is simple and crude, in Zhao Yunduo's world, not only is there no printer that can be used normally, but there is also no Zhao Yunduo's private seal. The possibility of imitation is almost zero.

If the apocalyptic world develops in the future and the printers are put into use again, there will still be time to find professionals to re-plan and produce new currency.

The two of them were busy until midnight last night and didn't fall asleep until midnight.

It was called a "private seal", but in fact it was one that Shen Linglan had carved for Zhao Yunduo when she was fascinated by seal carving. Zhao Yunduo had kept it as a treasure, and now it was just right for her to use.

After breakfast, Zhao Yunduo called everyone over and everyone received a new coin wrapped in a red hard shell.

Zhao Yunduo said to everyone with a smile, "From today on, your work will earn you corresponding rewards. This new banknote can be used to buy goods in the supermarket, including food, snacks, and toys."

"supermarket!!"

“And snacks!!”

They cheered with joy as they received good news one after another. They had long forgotten what the snacks tasted like.

They have no worries about food and clothing now. I wonder how many people in other bases must be jealous of them. I dare not even think about the snacks they get.

But for some reason, the child was particularly interested in the word "snacks". He hugged his parents' legs and kept asking, "What are snacks?"

After talking about the new currency, the residents of L base carefully hid the red envelopes in the lining of their clothes.

For the first lunch on the first day of the Lunar New Year, they decided that each family would prepare a specialty dish and then gather together for a meal.

Zhao Yunduo, who had never cooked a serious meal before, was waiting for the reunion dinner with her friends.

At half past twelve, the two large round tables outside Zhao Yunduo's house were full.

Everyone pointed at their own dish and wanted Zhao Yunduo to taste it. Zhao Yunduo tasted from the charcoal-grilled pig's trotters to the boiled pork slices, and his thumb never dropped from the beginning to the end.

“It’s delicious!”

Before the end of the world, they came from all over the world, some from the north and some from the south. It was rare for all kinds of dishes to be gathered on the same table. After Zhao Yunduo tasted it, the praise made them even happier, and then they picked up their bowls and chopsticks to taste the cooking of other people in the base.

After a noisy hot meal, Zhao Yunduo took out a movie theater projector from home.

There were dozens of DVDs, making everyone present dizzy.

"Watch Titanic!"

"Ah, what a tacky movie. It's better to watch a comedy. We should watch something festive during the Chinese New Year."

"How about A Chinese Odyssey?"

"I always watch it before the end of the world. Can I watch something new?"

"Zootopia? The dolls can watch it, too."

"Oh, this, this, it was released in theaters before the end of the world. I was too busy at work at the time, so I thought I would go watch it with my wife after working overtime. But we were so busy that we actually forgot about it..."

"That's right. This was also the last movie I watched before the apocalypse. I really liked this actor at the time. I wonder if he turned into a zombie after the apocalypse..."

A group of people were chattering around the box of DVDs. Zhou Micheng did not go with them to choose movies. Instead, she sat next to Zhao Yunduo. She turned her head and said to Zhao Yunduo, "Before the end of the world, I was still choosing a kindergarten for Yaoyao with her father. At that time, I thought choosing a kindergarten was the most important thing in Yaoyao's life. As a result, the end of the world came in the blink of an eye, and the world changed suddenly..."

Compared to them, Zhao Yunduo is more accepting of the end of the world.

There was no despair of watching the world fall apart step by step, but rather a determination to survive at the risk of one's life. When she first came through, she was actually very desperate, and always felt that she would not survive the next day. Fortunately, she had Shen Linglan...

The two people who were drinking fruit wine were lost in memories.

The other people in the room were noisy and it took them a while to decide to watch "The Wandering Earth" together on the first night of the Lunar New Year.

Zhang Zheng also held a bottle of wine and sighed, "Not seeing the third part of The Wandering Earth is the only irreparable regret in my life. If the apocalypse had come half a year later, the third part would have been successfully released."

The young people present all agreed that The Wandering Earth is a favorite among many science fiction movie fans.

"That's right. I had been looking forward to it for four or five years, but the movie had just passed the review and was still being scheduled for screening when suddenly the zombies appeared. I wish they had released the third part first!"

Zhao Yunduo was still laughing over there. On the other side of her consciousness, Shen Linglan's hands suddenly froze. The wine glass in her hand fell to the ground as she couldn't hold it firmly.

The harsh sound attracted Zhao Yunduo's attention, "What's wrong, Baoer?"

"The Wandering Earth 3...will be released during the Spring Festival next year."