The wind blew the grass low, but this wind was warm and there was not a trace of coolness when it blew towards me.
A group of people were walking in the woods. They were wearing old and torn clothes. Each of them was carrying a huge bag and their feet were walking on the uneven ground, but no one complained.
The man in the lead was taller than the others, and he was holding a small round plate - the immortal said it was called a compass.
Wu Yan had heard of Si Nan, but he had never seen one. Moreover, the Si Nan he had heard of was never this small, so small that it could be held in one hand, and there was a layer of "crystal cover" on the outside. How delicate and ingenious was it?
"Let's take a break and continue our journey after noon." Wu Yan stopped under a tree.
The trees are towering, and their dense and complicated branches and leaves block most of the sunlight. Only a tiny bit of light falls through the gaps, casting mottled shadows on the ground.
The employees took down their bags and placed them next to the tree trunk. They drank water and ate in an orderly manner.
There is no hot food to eat outside, but in this weather, no one wants hot food.
"If we were in the supermarket, we would definitely have cold dishes today." Someone unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, and said with a long sigh, "Chicken shredded cold noodles!"
Shredded chicken cold noodles are a good thing. Now Cao'er Niang is willing to add seasonings, including salt and vinegar. If you can eat spicy food, add a small spoonful of chili oil and some sugar. Paired with a bowl of semi-cold white porridge, it is so delicious that you can swallow your tongue.
It is delicious and easy to make. There is no shortage of meat in the supermarket, let alone vegetables and fruits. Although there is a daily quota, the employees have never finished eating all the fruits they are allocated.
They would always leave a portion for the next day, and only after the fruits were distributed on the second day would they eat the leftovers from the previous day.
So everyone saved some.
"The crispy dates are delicious!" The man showed a greedy look, "Not sour at all, crispy, sweet, and juicy."
Another person: "Pineapple is delicious! After being soaked in salt water, the core is crispy in the middle, soft around the sides, and a little sour, just right!"
What they like to talk about most on the way is the food and fruits in the supermarket.
Especially fruits.
In the past, it was difficult to have enough food to eat, and all the fields were used to grow crops. Apart from the big landlords, who dared to grow fruits?
Apart from the wild fruits in the mountains, they have never eaten real fruits. What's more, there are not many delicious wild fruits, either astringent or sour. If they can find sweet ones, it would be a blessing from God.
In addition to them, wild birds also look for ripe fruits. Often when they find them, they are faced with the leftovers of wild birds, with only a few intact fruits left.
"The immortal also told us to bring some candy." The employee licked his lips. "I never dreamed that this day would come true."
Sugar is a luxury for farmers and even slightly wealthy families.
Maltose is the most common sugar at market time, but the production of maltose requires grain, which can fill the stomach. Few people are willing to make maltose into sugar that can only be used to make the mouth fragrant.
Even if there are vendors selling it, it is not cost-effective for ordinary people who are short of money to buy it.
Not to mention things like brown sugar and honey, which only nobles can enjoy.
Being able to eat sweets until you get sick of them seems to be just an unattainable dream.
Even in the most extravagant dreams, there has never been so much sugar.
Wu Yan laughed and said, "Why do you always think about eating?"
The employees gathered together and said in unison, "If not thinking about food, what else can I think about? My parents don't need me to support them now. They work for themselves and the immortals pay them. I can't just think about food."
"If I ever go back to heaven, I can tell my descendants that I, their ancestor, ate as much candy as I wanted!"
"Do you think the immortal master will return to heaven?"
The employees suddenly fell silent.
Everything they have now depends on the immortals.
If the immortals leave, they will still be the same as before, with nothing and be trampled upon by others.
Seeing them dejected, Wu Yan immediately said, "The immortal is here to experience a catastrophe! The immortal told me that he needs to save thousands of good people to survive the catastrophe!"
absolutely!
The employees looked at Wu Yan in surprise: "How many people are there?"
"I can only count to a hundred!"
"I can count up to a thousand. A thousand people is already a dark mass."
Wu Yan actually didn't know what the number of ten thousand was, but that didn't stop him from continuing to say: "Maybe we're all dead, but the immortal is still here!"
The employees actually felt relieved because of this sentence.
"The immortal master is immortal, maybe my grandson can still do things for him!"
"Let's work hard for the Immortal. Even if the Immortal Master really passes away, he can still take care of us."
After eating and resting, the employees put on their backpacks and set off again. They had recovered and were adult men in their prime. Because they had flashlights, they could continue moving forward even after dark, so it took them two days to reach the edge of the woods.
After two months, there was no one left at the edge of the woods - either they had left or died, and all that was left were rotting corpses.
The corpses gave off a foul stench due to the high temperature. Wu Yan couldn't help but cover his nose. He finally took a breath and said, "Let's go south."
They had long been accustomed to dead bodies and had become numb to them on the road of escape. However, now, looking at the corpses that had long been rotted and could not be fully recognized, they actually felt compassion for their own kind.
"If we have time when we come back, let's dig a hole and bury them..." someone whispered.
Wu Yan waved his hand: "We'll talk about it when the time comes."
The group walked south along the edge of the woods, relying on their legs.
All you can see on the road are dead bodies and dry bones. The bark of the trees has been stripped off, and there is not a single wild vegetable to be seen. Occasionally, you can see a pit next to a dry riverbed - that's where someone tried to dig out water.
They walked for more than ten days, and finally saw a fire not far away when it was almost nightfall - there were people ahead!
Wu Yan immediately led his employees into the woods and slowly approached the fire under the cover of tree trunks.
There were quite a few of them, and in order to avoid being discovered, Wu Yan only let the two smallest men approach.
The thin one of the two was called Li Si, and the stronger one was called Chen Liu. They were both from the lowest level of farmers. No one in their family was literate, and they had no money to find a fortune teller to give them names, so they gave themselves names like "Gou Dan" and "Niu Den". When "Gou Dan" and "Niu Den" grew up, they didn't want to be called that anymore, so they just introduced themselves by their rankings.
Li Si bent over and hid behind a tree. He quickly saw several people gathered around the fire.
When he saw it, he was horrified and all the blood was gone from his face.
He recognized these people!
They are bandits!
Long before the great drought, the north was infested with mountain and forest bandits, and there were countless bigwigs like crucian carp crossing the river.
Whenever they came down the mountain or out of the forest, they would burn, kill and loot. The imperial court suppressed them several times, but for every one they suppressed, several more would rise up again.
The common people are in such a state of despair that they offer their sons and daughters, only begging the kings to show mercy and let them live.
All the people sitting around the fire were carrying long knives and wearing yellow belts around their waists. They were bandits!
Although Li Si had never seen the Huang bandits, he had heard of their names. The Huang bandits were all strong and brave warriors. As long as you tell them their names, you can stop children from crying at night.
Rumor has it that they kill without blinking an eye...
These people are definitely not good people!
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After the employees left, Ye Zhou was so restless that he even forgot to sweep Lin You's clothes.
By the time he remembered, Lin You's clothes had been washed twice by Cao'er Niang - fortunately, the clothes themselves did not use any dyes and the quality was good, so they were not scrapped.
Ye Zhou couldn't scold Cao'er's mother either, as she also had good intentions.
He walked to the cashier counter to scan the clothes after everyone fell asleep.
"It looks quite valuable." Ye Zhou touched the cloth and felt that modern cloth was not much better than this one. Perhaps because of the material used, the cloth was soft to the touch but not too soft to lose its shape.
After Ye Zhou finished scanning, he looked at the screen——
White ramie shirt X1
Income: 160,200 yuan
Feiyun shoes X1
Income: 84,362 yuan
Ye Zhou couldn't help but widen his eyes, he was stunned.
These two things...are they so valuable in this era?!
After using the money from Yaguan to buy self-defense equipment for Wu Yan and the others, he still had 220,000 yuan left. Adding the money for clothes and shoes, he now had a total of nearly 470,000 yuan on hand.
Although we still cannot afford the cheapest thermal weapons, we are only 30,000 away from our goal.
Ye Zhou took a deep breath—he saw the dawn of hope again!
Ye Zhou suddenly thought of Lin You's belt. The belt looked very valuable! It should be more valuable than the shoes.
Ye Zhou: “…”
Why couldn't he keep Lin You's belt as well!
Rich people are different. A set of clothes and accessories can cost as much as 700,000 or 800,000 yuan.
But for a refugee fleeing famine, a set of clothes is worth less than a hundred dollars.
Ye Zhou didn't know whether he should feel sad for himself who missed out on Lin You's belt, or for the working people of the proletariat.
After watching the clothes and shoes disappear on the checkout counter, Ye Zhou returned to the lounge. He drank instant coffee while looking at the computer screen. He was ready to restock the supermarket.
After all, supermarket employees consumed a lot of things during this period.
These things can all be supplemented from the trading system.
Just as Ye Zhou turned on the computer and was about to click on the cargo column, pixel fireworks suddenly bloomed in the middle of the screen.
It was similar to the screen of the game console he played in elementary school, without a high-definition screen, and relying entirely on pixels.
Five seconds after the fireworks “lit up,” a line of large yellow characters popped up:
"Congratulations, you have good credit and are now eligible for employment."
Ye Zhou looked at the words in confusion. Didn't he hire employees a long time ago? What does it mean to obtain employment qualifications?
After this line of words disappeared, an employment column appeared next to the original three columns.
Ye Zhou clicked in without hesitation, wanting to see what was in this column.
As soon as he clicked on it, Ye Zhou couldn't help but hold his breath. His body leaned forward involuntarily, almost sticking to the screen.
The computer finally became a human!
There are several sections in the employment column, with many occupations, including "chef", "bodyguard", "security guard", "shopping guide" and so on.
They are all closely related to supermarkets.
And clicking on the photo will pop up the person's personal information.
Employment is time-limited. For example, if the salary is RMB 10,000 per month, the minimum employment period is one month.
Most of the employment periods start from three months.
Ye Zhou looked at the computer with a "loving" look, and even reached out to touch its "dog head": "You finally have a conscience."
He has to hire a bodyguard first!
The kind with extremely high combat power, but I don’t know if the other party can bring their own weapons.
After all, he was a poor man who couldn't even afford a small pistol.
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