If the supermarket operates normally, there should be thirty to sixty employees, and that is when the supermarket is not busy.
When the supermarket is busy, it will need at least ten to twenty temporary workers.
Ye Zhou had not expected that the business would be so good. The supermarket was packed with customers. Even if the original thirteen people were split in half, with each person working as two, there would only be twenty-six people, which was still not enough.
And among these thirteen people there were elderly people and children - he did not let the children go in the end.
Originally, Ye Zhou wanted to wait a little longer. Maybe after the rush to buy was over and business got worse, the existing employees would be able to cope with it.
But after seeing the employees and their families lying on the ground after the supermarket closed, he decided to hire temporary workers before opening the next day.
The employees were so tired, and Ye Zhou himself was not much better. He would watch the surveillance for a while and then go out to take over the shift with Sarah and the others. He had to scan codes to pay the bills and explain things to people all the time. He was so tired that his chest hurt even when he breathed.
But even so, there was still a long queue outside the supermarket after it closed, and there was still a tough battle to fight the next day.
So seeing that it was still dark and the supermarket was still open, and seeing Chen Gang volunteering at the back door, Ye Zhou still had an idea.
Chen Gang has never been a soldier, so he doesn't have that kind of temperament. Zou Ming has also observed that he has no calluses on his hands and shoulders, and he always carries photos of his family, young and old.
According to him, he had been married for a long time, and his parents and his wife's parents were all in Luoyang Base.
His wife and two children are at the Changfeng Base, and the couple has been separated for a long time.
Changfeng Base is an industrial center. Thirty percent of the country's industrial products are now produced by Changfeng. Those who can live in Changfeng are workers, and each worker can only keep two family members around him. After discussing it, the couple thought that it would not be a good thing for the child, who is a girl, to leave her mother.
So Chen Gang, who failed to become a worker, brought his old man to Luoyang, where it was easiest to settle down.
The youngest of the four elderly people is over 60 years old. In this "new world" where the average life expectancy is less than 50, they are considered to be very old. No one would want them even if they were to work as temporary workers. Chen Gang's wife has a difficult life with their two children, and she needs Chen Gang to send her food and tickets from time to time.
However, Chen Gang's salary was not high and he was a temporary worker, so he built good relationships with the people in the fleet and started a logistics business.
The authorities also turned a blind eye to this - they couldn't really cut off the people's livelihood.
The authorities are willing to turn a blind eye to some minor matters.
But now everyone is tightening their belts, so where can they get anything to send to friends and relatives?
Chengang's life is neither good nor bad. When business is good, he stores more tortillas, and when business is bad, he saves them.
He took out all the corn tortillas in his home and exchanged them for rice and bacon. Apart from giving some to a few old customers, he kept the rest at home and mailed it to his wife.
So Chen Gang is now a complete pauper and has to support four elderly people.
Ye Zhou didn't know whether what he said was true or false, or how true or false it was.
But his supermarket is indeed short of staff.
And if he wants to recruit people, he can only recruit from the base. Even if he can defend against one, he can't defend against the second.
After thinking for a while, Ye Zhou said to Chen Gang: "I don't want to recruit regular workers, only temporary workers. The salary will be paid in the form of materials. You will get points every month, and you can exchange the points for materials. You can choose by yourself."
"If you are found to have done something dishonest, no matter what you say, you must leave here immediately."
Ye Zhou looked into Chen Gang's eyes and asked, "Do you understand?"
Chen Gang opened his mouth slightly and looked at Ye Zhou in disbelief, as if what the other party said was just his illusion.
Ye Zhou: "If you agree, you can start working now."
Chen Gang was afraid that Ye Zhou would go back on his word, so he shouted, "I promise! I promise!"
Ye Zhou added: "The supermarket is indeed short of staff now, but we are not hiring just anyone. Don't even think about bringing your relatives in."
"It's just right. The store isn't open yet. I want you to go into the base and find a few people." Ye Zhou didn't want any nepotism in his supermarket.
Ye Zhou's knowledge of Feng Ling and others was limited to their names.
"Forget it if you can't find it." Ye Zhou didn't force it. "We open at 7 o'clock. Please come back before 7 o'clock. Do you have a watch?"
Chen Gang shook his head: "Watches are also in limited supply. I bought the watch before to get the tortillas."
Ye Zhou said to Zou Ming: "Get him a digital watch."
Plastic electronic watches are cheap and sold in large quantities. There are many of them in supermarkets, but few customers come to exchange them.
"By the way, the supermarket provides food but not accommodation." Ye Zhou, "Recently, the working hours are long and the workload is heavy, so there will be subsidies, but once things stabilize and the customer flow decreases, the salary will stabilize."
Chen Gang had no objection. He was extremely nervous. Even if Ye Zhou said that the sun was square, he would immediately abandon his years of cognition and say without a doubt that the sun was indeed square.
After everyone left, Ye Zhou leaned back on the sofa, looked at Zou Ming with sleepy eyes, and asked weakly, "Are you sleepy? I'm so sleepy."
The supermarket closed at ten o'clock last night, but that didn't mean their work was over. Restocking had to rely on manpower, and all the men, women, and children in the store were mobilized. It was already two o'clock in the morning when all the goods were replenished.
Ye Zhou took a shower and went to bed without even calculating the turnover.
I got up again before six in the morning because of Chengang.
All in all, he slept for less than four hours.
He had just been forcing himself to talk to Chen Gang, but now that Chen Gang was gone, Ye Zhou's eyelids began to glaze over.
Zou Ming sighed: "Go to bed and sleep. I've hired a temporary worker. You should have a good rest today. I'll help you with anything."
Ye Zhou closed his eyes and said, "How can I feel embarrassed about that?"
Zou Ming was silent for a moment: "Nothing, before..."
Ye Zhou yawned and didn't hear Zou Ming's words clearly: "What did you say? I didn't hear you."
Zou Ming shook his head: "I say, if you keep holding on like this, you probably won't be able to work tomorrow, go and get some rest."
Ye Zhou was a little confused: "You just said such a long speech?"
Zou Ming did not respond. He watched Ye Zhou take off his clothes and crawl back into bed to sleep. He left the lounge only after he was sure Ye Zhou was asleep.
The employees were also fine. They yawned while working. They had been busy too late last night and went to sleep after delivering the goods. They only now had the energy to clean.
Fortunately, customers are mostly concentrated in one or two areas, otherwise cleaning alone would exhaust them.
"Brother Zou." Wu Yan stared at the two huge eye bags running towards Zou Ming. He asked breathlessly, "Is the Immortal resting?"
When there were no outsiders around, they were still reluctant to call Ye Zhou boss.
Zou Ming: "He is tired."
Now everyone in the store believes that although Ye Zhou is an immortal, he was reborn as a mortal because he came down to earth to experience hardships. He will also get tired, thirsty, hungry and die. The only difference is that when an immortal "dies", he returns to heaven, which is different from the death of a mortal.
So they suddenly became considerate.
Zou Ming walked around the supermarket and made sure everything was in order before he walked to the door.
Outside the glass door was a long queue of base residents, carrying large and small bags, and some even found suitcases from somewhere. Everyone was standing outside the supermarket with all their belongings, and some were even packing up their tents.
They even turned a blind eye to the zombies roaming outside the barbed wire.
Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the supermarket door, and they would rush in as soon as the supermarket opened.
Zou Ming thought of the base he was at, which was completely different from here.
This is still a human society with rules and laws, and people have not been forced into desperate situations.
Their lives were indeed mechanical and hopeless, but at least they had not fallen into deeper despair.
At least at this time, they don't need to sell their children or themselves.
As long as the country exists, their safety and dignity can be guaranteed.
When the population drops to a point where production can no longer be maintained and the country falls apart, human dignity becomes unworthy of mention. Men and women can sell themselves, and all three moral values give way to survival.
Resources are always in the hands of those at the top of the pyramid.
But the people in the lower class will be beaten to a bloody pulp for the tiny bit of information leaked out by the people in the upper class.
Zou Ming looked at the eager eyes of the residents in the queue.
He probably had the same look in his eyes, longing to escape from the predicament, longing for the stable life represented by the supermarket, longing for the warm lights, and longing for the person in the store.
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Chen Gang was walking on the road in the base. He was a little dazed, and it seemed that what he was stepping on was not the road, but the clouds.
He was in a daze and asked everyone he met who Feng Ling was and where Feng Ling was.
Although he only knew this one name, he was sure that he could find the other person. This was the first task assigned to him by his boss and he had to complete it!
"There are so many people named Feng Ling. I know three of them. Which one are you looking for?"
Finally someone answered Chen Gang's question.
Chen Gang's soul returned to his place immediately. With a smile on his face, he said enthusiastically, "You are not yet fifteen, and you don't look well."
The person who answered shook his head: "The three I know are all adults."
Chen Gang was not discouraged. He thanked the other party and continued to move forward.
He searched street by street in this way, casting a wide net, and finally arrived near the Public Service Center.
"Oh, Feng Ling!" The enthusiastic uncle pointed at the service center and said, "It's right inside the center. That child has a miserable life. Who are you to her? A relative?"
Chen Gang shook his head: "Someone asked me to find her."
The uncle looked at him warily: "Don't have any bad intentions. Our base is not big. If something goes wrong, you can't escape."
Chen Gang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't worry, I'll be there right away!"
He ran to the service center and soon found Feng Ling who was eating.
The public service center supports a bunch of elderly, weak, sick and disabled people. They have no source of income and sometimes do some voluntary labor, but due to their physical condition, they really can't do much work, so most of the time they live on the minimum living allowance.
Two tortillas a day, every day, no more.
However, the authorities would not allow them to eat only corn tortillas. They would occasionally give them some pickles, mustard tubers, potatoes and sweet potatoes.
People here are more or less malnourished, it just depends on the severity.
Feng Ling took out all the rice she had bought and took their teacher to line up yesterday to replace all the corn tortillas in stock at the service center with rice and bacon and sausages. Now everyone gathered together, sniffing the aroma of the white rice and looking forward to it.
Even Chen Gang couldn't help swallowing when he smelled the fragrance of the food.
There are too many elderly people in the family, and he couldn't bear to eat it himself, so he bought rice, but he still hasn't eaten it.
Chen Gang swallowed his saliva so many times that his tongue was a little sore.
He couldn't help but wonder, what would he have for lunch when the supermarket provided lunch?
He didn't dare to think about the good things, could he have a piece of bacon?
It would be best if it was all fat, so fat that it was dripping with oil, so that the moment it entered the mouth it was full of the aroma of grease, and he could die in that aroma.
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