"Are there any customers?" Ye Zhou, who had just got out of the car, stopped at the door of the store. He was wearing a neatly-made suit. Since it was not tailor-made, it was a little big for him. But he did not look like a child who had stolen adult clothes. Instead, he looked like a young master who never followed the rules.
Zhou Wen, who was waiting at the door, immediately went over to greet them: "More than ten people, all young, probably less than fifteen."
Ye Zhou frowned slightly, but soon relaxed: "Got it, get busy."
He originally thought that Yang Guoqin would hide the existence of the supermarket, but after thinking about it, he realized that the base was here and the soldiers had already seen the supermarket. If he really wanted to hide it, he could only hide it from other bases.
It is simply a pipe dream to hide this from the people in this base. Yang Guoqin cannot stop the people in this base from coming out.
He had just made a big deal with Yang Guoqin. Yang Guoqin gritted his teeth and told him that he would definitely buy the photon cannon, but it would take time to raise the money. As for the bullets, someone would come to transport them away in the afternoon.
Sarah also got out of the car. Yang Guoqin had prepared a car for them and even provided a driver.
Usually this car is parked outside the supermarket. Once the zombie tide comes again, Ye Zhou and his friends can also leave in this car.
Although this car was of no use to Ye Zhou, it was Yang Guoqin's sincerity after all. He accepted it after refusing twice.
Dealing with Yang Guoqin is neither tiring nor annoying.
After all, it is a complete seller's market now, and buyers have no capital to bargain or negotiate terms.
"What do they use to pay?" Ye Zhou walked to the makeshift disinfection table at the entrance of the supermarket.
Zhou Wen: "Corn tortillas, Brother Wu told them that a corn tortilla is worth fifty."
Ye Zhou nodded and said with a smile: "Yang Guoqin also considered this."
Zhou Wen couldn't hear, so he just lowered his head and didn't look up to ask.
Since Yang Guoqin is the highest commander of the base, although he is a general, it does not mean that he is not well educated.
On the contrary, when he learned that the prices of goods in Ye Zhou's supermarket would not change, he immediately thought of the currency of the base itself.
Ye Zhou came here to do business, not for charity. If Ye Zhou really wanted to do charity in such a large base, he would be finished in less than a month.
Since supermarket prices remain the same, the only thing that changes is the value of their local currency.
The tortilla is worth fifty now, but there's no telling what it will be after that.
Yang Guoqin specifically asked him: "Is the value of corn tortillas only for our base or does it include other bases as well?"
Even Ye Zhou hadn't thought of this yet.
After discussing it, the two of them both agreed that if Luoyang Base was the only one doing business with him, the value of the tortillas might drop, but not too much, and would stabilize after a period of time.
But if other bases also come to do business with Ye Zhou, then the tortillas will depreciate faster and more severely.
It might even be cheaper than the cornmeal you get at the supermarket.
In other words, if only Luoyang Base takes advantage of the supermarket, it can do so for a long time, because the prices of other bases will balance the situation. So even if the tortilla is not worth fifty later, it will not fall to twenty.
If the value of a tortilla in Luoyang Base drops to one dollar, but a tortilla in other bases is still worth fifty, then when it is calculated into the supermarket's exchange system, the average value will still be calculated based on the population of Luoyang Base and the population of other bases.
The supermarket calculates the average of the entire plane, not the monetary value of a single base.
Yang Guoqin is now trying to find a way to raise money to take advantage of the supermarket.
Ye Zhou didn't care about the issue of taking advantage of others. After all, he was taking advantage of the system and he didn't lose anything.
However, Ye Zhou and Yang Guoqin finally believed that compared to food with unstable value like tortillas, stable currency is the most important thing.
The Luoyang Base does have paper money - but most people are unwilling to use it because supplies are scarce and they can't buy anything with money.
But now with Longsheng Supermarket, paper money may be able to return to its position as currency.
The zombie tide just receded yesterday, but people are already here today.
They are all people who are not afraid of death.
Sarah: "Didn't Yang Guoqin say that those who clean up the battlefield are young people over fifteen years old? Children under fifteen years old are also allowed now?"
Zhou Wen whispered, "I'm afraid he tried to hide it from Master Bing before coming here."
The group of children were all wearing masks and wrapped themselves tightly in such hot weather.
Although they did need to be fully armed to clean up the battlefield, they were wrapped a little too much.
In the eyes of the recruits, they might think that they are afraid of death.
But in the eyes of Zhou Wen and other people who had escaped the desert, these people must be hiding something.
Sarah turned her head and looked at Ye Zhou: "Should we tell Yang Guoqin?"
Ye Zhou hesitated for a few minutes and said, "Let's wait until they finish shopping."
Children under the age of fifteen are precious to this base. They will become the main force in a few years. Whether in combat or production, the loss of a child is a big deal for the base.
Ye Zhou: "After all, this is the supermarket's first order here. Give them a 20% discount when they check out."
If life wasn't so difficult, why would a kid of this age risk his life and hide his identity to clean up the battlefield?
Ye Zhou sighed: "It's not easy to live here."
Sarah: "Life is hard anywhere, boss."
She didn't feel pity for the people here, nor did she feel pity for the people in the Daliang Dynasty before. In her opinion, it was the same everywhere.
Where there are rich, there will be poor; where there are people who ride in a sedan chair, there will be people who carry it.
If it were more pitiful than being pitiful, there would be something more pitiful than being pitiful. How could people have so much kindness to give?
There aren’t enough bosses, not enough plane jumping, and plenty of sympathy and kindness.
When he sees more, he will find that he can't change anything by himself.
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Feng Yao was holding a bag of sugar and a large bag of bulk chocolate, and she looked like she was walking on clouds. Although she had hypoglycemia, she hadn't eaten sugar for a long time. The sugar factory had stopped production early, and all the manpower and equipment had to focus on ammunition and necessities.
If you want to buy candy, you can only rely on tickets.
"Corn tortillas can actually be exchanged for corn flour!" Someone shouted in disbelief, "Then can we buy corn flour and make tortillas, and then exchange them for something else?"
The person asking the question looks at the shopping guide.
Cao'er, who was wearing a red and white uniform, had a smile on her face. She didn't know if it was okay, so she could only say, "Please wait a moment. I'll go ask the boss."
Cao'er felt that it must not be changed! If it was changed like this, wouldn't it be a loss-making business?
However, when she arrived at the lounge, Ye Zhou said, "Sure."
Cao'er's eyes widened, and she said anxiously: "But Immortal! If, if this happens, won't we..."
Ye Zhou waved his hand: "It's okay, no matter what they do, I won't lose anything, let them go."
The system doesn't pay him a salary, so as long as he earns it, he doesn't care whether the system earns money or not.
So Cao'er could only go back with an incredible look on her face, and said to the boy who still had a childish look on his face, "The boss said it's OK."
"Lingling, should we exchange for rice or corn flour?"
"Corn flour here is more expensive than rice!"
Ye Zhou Supermarket does not sell bulk cornmeal. All of them are packaged and all are good brands. The price is of course more expensive than bulk rice.
Feng Ling's eyes were dazzled. They were like little mice that had fallen into a rice warehouse. They wanted everything and wanted to eat everything.
Feng Ling calculated that she could still buy things worth more than ten yuan.
"Let's buy the cornmeal together and calculate the money." Feng Ling said excitedly, "Let's pool the other money together and exchange it for more rice."
After saying that, she looked at the big bag of mints in her arms, gritted her teeth, and put the mints back on the original shelf.
The only thing she didn't put away was the bag of chocolates. She didn't dare buy packaged chocolates and only bought them in bulk.
There are football chocolates and gold coin chocolates, and they are very cheap.
"I want to buy a bottle of Coke." The youngest girl stood in front of the drinks cabinet. She pointed at the large barrels of Coke on the cabinet. Two large barrels were sold together, and the total price was seven dollars.
Feng Ling said in a hoarse voice: "Buy!"
"I'll get it for you."
“Will you buy a mask?”
Their masks are also in limited supply. If they run out, they dare not leave the base to work part-time.
Some people don't want to work part-time, but they can't do it.
“Buy, buy, buy!!”
"That's right! Let's do part-time jobs and earn money so we can go to the supermarket to buy things!"
“I might as well make tortillas at home.”
Feng Ling looked at her companions' faces, she was a little dazed. How long had it been since she saw such smiles on their faces?
In her memory, her companions rarely laughed, and they didn't even have the energy to laugh.
Everyone just lives every day numbly, and even if they want to pursue a better life, they don’t know how to do it.
No matter what they do, they can't change their situation.
The best outcome for them was to live to the age of fifteen, go to the battlefield, and then die on it.
There is no hope for the future, and no expectations.
The boy was holding a bunch of cheap goods in his arms. He even forgot to push the shopping cart or take the shopping basket. He was eager to pick up the things when they fell, and then more fell. Takezuma couldn't stand it anymore, so she went to get a shopping basket and handed it to the boy, saying with a smile on her face: "There is a basket."
The boy took the shopping basket shyly. Perhaps because Wu's wife looked friendly, he asked quietly, "How much do you get paid for working here? Do you provide food and accommodation?"
He felt that Takezuma and the others did not look like soldiers at all.
Wu's wife was stunned. No one had ever asked her this question before, but she didn't answer it in full. Instead, she said, "The salary is not bad, and food and accommodation are provided."
The boy swallowed.
He turned his head to look at the full container and swallowed unconsciously.
He finally spoke out the thoughts in his mind.
"Your supermarket...are you still hiring employees?"
As soon as the boy finished asking, he added anxiously: "It's okay if the salary is lower! As long as food and accommodation are provided!"
"I can do anything! Just let me do the dirty work!"
Wu's wife: "..."
They thought he was a customer, but he turned out to be someone trying to steal their work.
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