Chapter 365 Earthquake. Procurement
Chu An and others had been shopping for nearly two hours and had learned about the main power structure of Xiwan from the vendors.
No bases or shelters were built in Xiwan. The government concentrated its main forces on the cannery. As long as it did not involve incidents such as a sneak attack on the cannery, it would not care what happened outside.
The government office buildings were also moved to the vicinity of the three canning factories, where a government-represented force was formed. They set up district committees to impose simple constraints on the people.
Of course, the government has not completely ignored the people. Food is distributed once a day at noon in the largest square in Xiwan, including a sweet potato or potato, plus a small portion of specially made canned seafood.
Xiwan Square is about ten kilometers away from the night market. Every day when supplies are distributed, there are crowds of people. Regardless of whether they are able to be self-sufficient or not, they will go to get a share.
Although the Liancheng Army had evacuated Xiwan, the garrison was still there, with about a hundred people. They all had heavy weapons, and no one dared to attack the garrison.
In addition to the military and political forces, the remaining organizations are the business faction represented by the shipping king, the local evil forces represented by the kite, as well as local fishing villages and foreign organizations.
There were three representatives from the business faction, including the Wang family, the shipping tycoon, the Zhao family, and the Li family. Half of them worked for the government, and the other half privately sold seafood to middlemen in other cities.
The evil forces have no boats, and they don't want to go out to sea to fish, so they make a living by robbing fishing villages or small docks. Only a few head organizations like Feng Zheng have their own turf, organize some trading places like night markets, and take kickbacks and tributes.
The fishing villages rely on fishing for a living, and the local people are the most exploited. As for foreign organizations, there are many who come today and leave tomorrow, or disappear directly at sea due to lack of experience.
Chu An and Jin Li felt that there was no point in shopping any further and prepared to go back to sleep. Jin Li asked his men to find Xia Yaoyin, and they stood in front of a stall on the edge and waited.
The stall owner was a very honest-looking man wearing black-framed glasses and holding a book in his hand. He would put the book down when someone passed by, and would pick it up and take a look at it when no one was around.
Sitting next to him was a boy of about seven or eight years old, also reading a comic book, and yawning occasionally.
They were selling all kinds of brand-name bags and watches, which didn't look like they were dug out from the ruins by middlemen, but rather like they were bought by themselves.
If that's true, they should have had a good life before the end of the world.
"Is there anything I want? My stuff is very cheap." Seeing them standing there for a long time, the man forced out an unnatural smile.
Chu An had no use for these things, but considering that the father and son could still concentrate on reading, he asked, "How much do you sell them for?"
The man licked his dry lips. He knew that these things would be useless in the end times. "Give them as you see fit. I haven't sold any in the past few days."
Seeing that she was interested in the bags, Jinli walked over a few steps and squatted down to observe carefully. They were all real and from the top international brands. He thought about it and decided to buy some for the rich ladies in the base. Maybe there would be a market for them.
As for Sister An, she will keep whoever she likes when the time comes.
"I don't have any food right now, but I have a gun. Do you want to exchange it?"
Jinli pulled out a gun from his waist and unloaded two bullets, but did not put the bullets back. The greatest value of this gun lies in these two bullets. He just wanted to make sure that the man would not suddenly threaten them with the gun. "This thing is not easy to get now. You can sell it in exchange for food."
The man's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again. "I don't want a gun. I... I'm afraid I won't be able to exchange it for food and it will be stolen."
Well....
Chu An walked forward and counted them. There were a total of sixteen bags and seven watches. "I want all the bags. I'll give you five kilograms of rice or twenty kilograms of corn. You can choose."
The price was very low, but no one would buy these things in this night market. The watch could be sold later, so he could keep it.
The man nodded hastily, "Okay, but can I have a pound of flour and sixteen pounds of corn?"
Chu An didn't expect him to make this request. He seemed to be very smart. He nodded and said, "Okay."
She picked up a bag at random, thinking about its value before the end of the world, and suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.
At this moment, a woman in a gauze skirt rushed up, snatched the bag from her hand, and tried to hit her, but the man with the flowery arms grabbed her wrist and said, "What are you doing? You're robbing me."
"Let me go, let me go, you are the robbers." The woman screamed hysterically, "These are all my bags, no one of you is allowed to take them."
The stall owner's face flushed immediately, and he rushed over, but first he held the flower-armed man's hand and begged, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this is my love, please show mercy."
Huabi glanced at Chu An, and Chu An nodded. She was not injured, so he would let it go for the sake of the stall owner.
The stall owner rescued the woman and pulled her aside to explain, "It's already this late. Why are you still caring about them? Do you know that we are going to run out of food today?"
The woman pursed her lips, tears streaming down her face, her withered hands still tightly grasping the bag, "I don't care, these are all my bags, you have no right to sell them."
The stall owner was so angry that his hands were shaking, but he still suppressed his emotions and lobbied, "If the bags are gone, I can buy another one later. I can also skip meals, but my son is only eight years old. Can you bear to watch him starve?"
The woman shook her head frantically, "That won't work either. How can I buy it in the future? It's the end of the world, the end of the world."
The stall owner's tone finally became a little impatient, "You also know that this is the end of the world. The most important thing in the end of the world is to stay alive."
"But... these bags are my life."
The stall owner's face showed anger, and he snatched the bag from her hand, "I bought these for you, I have the right to dispose of them."
The woman was completely enraged. She grabbed the bag strap and beat the stall owner frantically. "It's all because of you who are useless and can't support us. How could I be so unlucky to marry you? Give me back my bag, give me back my bag."
Director Stall she pounded, slowly closed her eyes, and took a long breath, "Let go, I'll say it again."
Seeing that he did not fight back, the woman began to grab and bite him.
The stall owner was so angry that his whole body was shaking. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the woman to the ground, then returned the bag to Chu An, "These are all yours."
The woman was stunned for a moment, then stared at the man fiercely, "If you dare to sell it, I will die in front of you."
"Dad, I'm scared." The boy stood aside and trembled. It was the first time he saw his father get angry with his mother. Before, his father always listened to his mother at home.
The stall owner's eyes instantly turned red, and he turned around and hugged his son, "Dad is useless, he can only draw blueprints, dad is useless, he can't protect you."
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