Thousands of people blocked the entrance of the supermarket. The long queue even extended into the base. Every household sent people who did not have to go to work to queue up. They even brought their own stools and benches. Some people even brought tents and sleeping bags.
Almost the entire base was out in full force. Except for those who had regular jobs, everyone else was here.
The elderly cannot wait in line for that long, but they will still come to watch the fun.
For them, shopping in the supermarket is like a holiday, a rare ripple in the boring life that remains the same day after day for years.
Although the supermarket is large, the base still has hundreds of thousands of people, and the supermarket has too few employees. Not enough people are allowed in each time, so the efficiency is low.
Moreover, they bought up so quickly that Wu Yan and his team had to use up all their energy just to restock.
Although the supermarket can purchase goods from the system, it cannot automatically replenish the goods on the shelves. It can only rely on manpower to take out the goods released to the warehouse by the system and sort them out and stock them.
Maybe, like the protective shield, automatic replenishment will only be enabled once a certain sales amount is reached.
Cao'er and the others had a hard time as well. Not only did they have to answer various questions, they also had to lead the way and help Wu Yan and the others load the goods.
Everyone was so busy that in less than half a day, almost everyone had a hoarse voice.
After all, there are so many people, so we basically have to shout to communicate.
The others were not idle either.
Zou Ming, Chen Shu and others acted as cashiers - they had strong fighting skills and were not worried about someone trying to break out without paying.
Ye Zhou also wanted Sarah to watch the surveillance video with him.
To prevent some petty theft.
"We're out of rice!" Cao'er yelled, "We can get more soon!"
After Cao'er finished yelling, Wu's wife, who was not far away, also yelled, "The cabbages and tomatoes are all gone!"
However, the residents did not disperse. They were afraid that if they left at this time, there would be nothing left when they came back later, so they all gathered around the rice barrel and waited. Each of them carried a large bag of tortillas and had emptied all the stock in their homes.
Few people even want to buy corn flour to make a profit, and all they think about is rice.
Many young people have only eaten white rice a few times since they were born.
Even when supplies were sufficient before and people could buy tickets to buy them, only people working in factories could afford them and buy some to improve their meals.
But people's desire for rice is still engraved in their bones.
They always hear the elders say that in peacetime, almost every household in the south regarded rice as their staple food.
Obviously, rice has no taste, but after being steamed, the plump, crystal clear, steaming rice grains seem to soothe people's hearts in an instant, and all the past sufferings can disappear with the hot steam.
Cao'er was panting. She could no longer force a smile, and even if she managed one, it would be uglier than crying.
She pointed in a direction and said to the visitor, "Fresh meat is over there, frozen food is over there, and cured meats like sausages are over there."
As soon as she finished her words, another person walked up to her.
Cao'er could only continue to point the way.
She could lead the way before, but now she can only point.
There were so many people that it became difficult to walk in the supermarket.
"There are still finished clothes!" someone shouted.
"And shoes!"
Although factories are still producing cloth, few of them make ready-made clothes. Residents used to buy cloth and make it themselves, or spend some money to hire someone to process it. The color of the cloth could not be chosen, as factories only produced cloth dyed with the easiest dyes, and there were only a few colors available.
When there is no choice, people certainly don’t care whether the clothes are beautiful or ugly.
But now there is something to choose from, and it is so cheap, many people who have already bought rice, vegetables and meat quickly rushed to the daily necessities area.
——But the clothes sold in supermarkets are all sold by weight, and the quality is very average, but there are definitely many colors and patterns.
Just like Cao'er Niang's beach skirt, these are things that Ye Zhou felt would be a loss if he didn't buy them. If they were in his original plane, they would definitely be kept in his warehouse.
"If I'm hiring, I don't want a soldier." Ye Zhou drank milk tea and watched the surveillance. "The advantages are obvious, but the disadvantages are equally obvious."
The advantage is that soldiers are disciplined and follow orders. They won't have any bad thoughts, or if they do, they will be quickly cleared out.
But the downside is that the soldiers who come in will definitely monitor them.
If there is anything, I will tell Yang Guoqin.
Ye Zhou didn't want to be stared at.
Sarah nodded. She understood Ye Zhou's concerns. She turned her head and asked, "Do you want to invite the first group of children who came?"
"From their looks, I guess they have rarely left the base. They are quite simple."
Ye Zhou hesitated: "They are not yet adults..."
Isn't this child labor?
Sarah: "In extraordinary times, you cannot follow the laws of peacetime. Giving them jobs is not exploiting them, but helping them."
Sarah gave an example: "For example, in ancient times, when productivity was low, if every household waited until their children were eighteen before letting them work, how many people would starve to death?"
"Do you find it strange to see that many people in ancient times became apprentices at the age of twelve or thirteen?" Sarah said, "Of course not. We have to consider the social background."
Ye Zhou sighed and said, "It's not a question of whether I accept it or not. I understand the reason, but the base has its own regulations. People under the age of fifteen are considered minors and cannot work."
Sarah: “…I forgot.”
The two looked at each other.
"By the way, we can let them work part-time and earn money for their studies without paying them a salary," Ye Zhou said suddenly.
Sarah looked at Ye Zhou, speechless for a moment.
She didn't expect that her boss would turn into a profiteer so quickly and didn't even want to pay people's wages.
Ye Zhou noticed Sarah's look, and he quickly explained: "It's not that we really won't pay them. We can provide them with food and accommodation, but we won't give them money. We will directly give them goods of equivalent value."
"In fact, it's the same for other employees. Although they have points, they can only be used to spend in supermarkets."
Sarah understood: "That's fine, I don't know when they will come next time, and whether they can come out."
Ye Zhou didn't care about this: "They can't come out, so we can go in. I haven't been to the base yet, so I'm a little curious."
He was curious about what the inside of the base looked like and how it differed from the peacetime city where he lived.
Maybe not much of a difference?
After all, the technological level of this world before the end of the world was similar to that of his dimension.
"I think I can make a lot of money today." Ye Zhou started a light-hearted conversation. "The turnover in the first week will probably be higher, but it will gradually decrease and then stabilize."
Ye Zhou: "I don't have high hopes. I'll be satisfied if I can earn a few hundred thousand a day."
Since the base often has no electricity, electrical appliances with high prices and large profit margins, such as microwave ovens and induction cookers, are unpopular and no one buys them.
Someone did ask the shopping guide if there was a generator - of course not.
And even if they did, where would they buy the fuel?
As for solar generators, supermarkets don’t sell them either.
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"How long will it take before we can get in?" People still in the queue looked at people coming out with bags, their eyes red with envy, "They bought so many things, will there be any left when it's our turn?"
"Yeah! They should buy less! If they finish buying, what will we buy?"
The people behind them looked at them with condemning eyes.
People who just came out of the supermarket can only shout: "They are not out of stock! They are always restocking! It's just a little slow!"
"Why are you looking at me?! I didn't buy much! Someone just bought 800 kilograms of rice!"
As soon as these words came out, the crowd went wild: "800 kilograms?! How long will he finish eating?!"
"Is he crazy?!"
"He can finish that much?!"
“Why don’t supermarkets limit purchases?”
They all think that the supermarket is opened by the government, and official supplies are in short supply. If there is no purchase limit, what will the people behind do if the people in front buy?
"Where is that man?"
Someone has already asked with gritted teeth.
The customer who bought 800 kilograms of rice was standing at the back door of the supermarket. He dared not go out through the front door. For the sake of the 800 kilograms of rice, he even wore a mask. While holding a cigarette for Zhou Wen, he said, "Friend, I'll wait here. My friend will be here soon."
"I don't want this rice myself." The customer sighed, "I have many relatives and friends. My wife is still working in the factory at the Changfeng base. I plan to bring some to her when there is a convoy. My child is also with her."
Changfeng Base is still much safer than Luoyang.
Not on the front line after all.
Zhou Wen took the cigarette - he had seen others smoke it, and although the boss told them that cigarettes were not good things, he was still curious.
Zhou Wenxue put the cigarette in his mouth like a customer, lit it with a lighter, and then - nothing happened, he didn't know how to smoke.
Customer: "How did you get hired? Were you a soldier before?"
Zhou Wen shook his head. He was not good at dealing with people, so he thought for a moment and said, "No, it was the boss who took us in."
He will always remember that it was the immortal who gave him the food to survive.
That grain of food was enough to buy his life, but the immortals never treated them as slaves, so he was terrified and wanted to give everything he could.
The customer was shocked: "Isn't this an official job?!"
He was so shocked that he didn't even notice the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground. He excitedly grabbed Zhou Wen's hand: "Brother, your supermarket must be short of people, right?! What do you think of me?! Can you go and tell your boss?!"
"As long as I can get the job, I will give you my first three months' salary. No, a year's salary, a year's salary!"
"Brother, I have parents and children to take care of! I don't even have a stable job!"
"Are you married? Can I introduce you to someone? Many people in the building where I live are still unmarried!"
"Do you like men or women?"
"Or transgender?"
The customer was eager to find a matchmaker for Zhou Wen right now.
It would be best to send Zhou Wen to the bridal chamber now.
Zhou Wen was also dumbfounded. He said dryly, "I am a man, and I have..."
Before he could finish his words, the customer said, "I know you are a man! What is your sexual orientation?!"
Zhou Wen: “…”
Orientation? What is orientation?
He knows that I am a man, so why does he want to introduce a man to me?
Is he a monster?
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