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Hua Mi also had her own unspeakable suffering. Her black soil harvest came according to the order of time, not depending on the weather or other factors.
When crops are planted in the black soil, their underground roots grow thicker and thicker over time, resulting in better and better harvests of crops on the surface.
Hua Mi initially planted rush grass, and she simply scattered a handful of rush grass without considering the consequences.
With her occasional "one-click collection," the mat grass grew more and more lush, and its maturity time became shorter and shorter. Now, the mat grass matures only a little bit slower than an orange with added special effects.
Without Hua Mi paying much attention, these rushes gradually took up most of the space in her level 16 warehouse.
Even now, they've become a bunch of useless, tasteless, and wasteful items.
Ye Rong: "Okay, we have limited manpower here. The garrison sends one or two wounded people every day. Although the problems are not serious, we still have to take care of them and run the RV supermarket business and restock the vending machines at the ambulance center."
"However, I've noticed that quite a few survivors have recently arrived in Xiangcheng. I'll find a few hardworking and reliable people to weave straw hats, bamboo hats, straw sandals, and the like."
If these are woven tightly, they can also provide shelter from the rain and protect the feet.
Ancient people didn't have plastic or rubber, so they relied on these natural materials to make clothes, hats, and shoes.
Hua Mi thought Ye Rong's suggestion was excellent.
“Then tell them that if they work for me, I will definitely not treat them unfairly. They will be paid by piecework.”
What can you do with money in Xiangcheng? You can buy oranges and condoms, as long as they are sold in RV supermarkets, vending machines, and stalls near the entrance of Xiangcheng.
Money can buy anything.
So don't worry about running out of money. Hua Mi can hire people to weave straw mats. Survivors can earn money by weaving straw mats and then spend it at Hua Mi's place.
After discussing things with Ye Rong, Hua Mi had made most of the arrangements in Xiangcheng and was ready to set off to find Gong Yi.
Just as Hua Mi left Xiangcheng, Ye Rong began weaving straw mats outside the rescue center, her fingers nimble.
The news caused quite a stir at the ambulance center.
To be honest, everyone who comes to Xiangcheng is extremely panicked.
Because in this world now, apart from Xiangcheng and Bcheng, money is completely useless.
They came to Xiangcheng and Bcheng with money to buy supplies, as if a knife was hanging over their heads, fearing that once they ran out of money, they would no longer be able to buy supplies from Xiangcheng and Bcheng.
They also feared that the large sums of money Xiangcheng and B City extracted from the survivors would eventually lead to an economic collapse in both cities, leaving them without even their last peaceful haven.
With more experience, the survivors were able to summarize the lessons learned from city collapses, and found that all city collapses followed the same pattern.
At first, there were still a few supplies.
The money was usable at first.
Gradually, prices rose, and the amount of money in the market suddenly inflated. Instant noodles costing hundreds of thousands of yuan a bucket and water costing millions of yuan a bottle began to appear.
When even the most money can't buy a single bite to eat, the economy collapses, resources are scarce, and people jump off buildings in droves; humanity's end is nigh.
Yeah, who says they're not experiencing the apocalypse right now? Apocalypses happen everywhere, but the people living in Xiangcheng and Bcheng are especially lucky; they can still buy supplies with money.
The end times have not yet come to these two cities.
So the survivors who came to these two cities were particularly afraid that one day, all the supplies in Xiangcheng would be bought up with money, and money would no longer be money. A bottle of mineral water that cost 5 yuan would eventually rise to 5 million yuan a bottle.
This explains why all the survivors, upon entering Xiangcheng and Bcheng, immediately spent all their savings and began frantically hoarding goods.
Look at the temporary tents set up around the rescue center; almost every single one of them is filled with food, drinks, and supplies.
This frenzied spending has left people penniless.
Everyone had a tent, or even several tents full of supplies, yet everyone's pockets were empty.
They snatched everything, even the self-heating hot pot (dark wasabi flavor) that the garrison particularly disliked, which was all bought up by these panicked survivors.
Almost every time they stock up, the goods are sold out.
Because nobody knows if they miss this opportunity, they might never be able to enjoy even the dark wasabi-flavored self-heating hot pot again.
Even if you're starving, will you still not be able to get anything to eat?
Everyone had this mentality, and even amidst this frenzy of panic buying, Xiangcheng and City B consistently had ample supplies.
No matter how much they buy, the RV supermarkets and vending machines never run out of stock.
The survivors began to worry again: what would they do if they ran out of supplies in the tent?
What if they have no money in their pockets, but the RV supermarket still has supplies?
What do they do when a bottle of mineral water only costs 5 yuan but they can't even afford a penny?
This deep-seated anxiety has caused psychological problems for many people.
I'm tormented by this constant back and forth, and I'm even contemplating jumping off a building again. What should I do?
At this moment, the employees of the RV supermarket suddenly dropped a bombshell, saying that they were going to hire skilled people to weave straw mats.
The survivors were overjoyed.
Having something to do = getting paid = having money to buy supplies = being able to survive = being able to realize one's self-worth = getting paid.
So, within two minutes of the news being released, the area in front of the RV supermarket was packed with survivors.
This forced Cao Feng to send a large number of troops to maintain security around the RV supermarket.
"Everyone, line up, line up. There will be plenty of job opportunities in the future, don't rush."
"Don't crowd or push. We only need people with nimble fingers. Survivors who can knit will be given priority. Don't crowd, don't crowd, don't crowd."
Cao Feng looked at the sea of people in front of him. Under the bright searchlights, the crowd was bustling with people, and the torrential rain could not dampen their enthusiasm.
They need to work, they need money, they need to buy supplies!
Seeing that the crowd's enthusiasm was getting out of control, Cao Feng quickly sent Hua Mi a video.
Cao Feng: [Video]
I made another phone call.
"Sister Hua, this is no good, Sister Hua. If this continues, it's bound to cause a massive stampede. There are too many survivors; they've been suppressed for too long and are now desperately looking for work."
Hua Mi is flying towards Gong Yi.
Yes, that's right, it's flying!
Haha, you didn't expect that, did you? There's a surprise bonus chapter today. I've been saving this draft for a long time.
Open the window, spring is here! Let's run hard together this year! Love you all, love you all!
(End of this chapter)
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