Professor Jin said, "Let's go off-road in the pickup truck. I've already attached the trailer to the back bed."
The pickup truck he was referring to was the one the doomsday theorist drove back in.
The vehicle has been modified to be bulletproof and resistant to rolling nails, making it an excellent vehicle for travel.
Zuo Ling drove, and Professor Jin and his wife sat in the back seat.
Before even arriving at their destination, they could see a sea of people in the distance, with several rows of heavily armed soldiers maintaining order. Zuo Ling tried to park the car as close to the soldiers as possible.
As soon as I got off the bus, I saw a huge notice board outside the supermarket.
The three quickly gleaned the necessary information from the notice board:
Purchase supplies with your ID card; each person is limited to one item.
Purchases can be made on your behalf, supplies are provided in designated areas, and sales are bundled. You cannot choose what you receive; you get what you get.
The price list is simple and straightforward:
Grains and oils: 10,000 yuan/serving; non-staple foods: 10,000 yuan/serving; condiments: 5,000 yuan/serving; snacks: 8,000 yuan/serving; water (beverages): 5,000 yuan/serving; toiletries: 5,000 yuan/serving; disinfection supplies: 5,000 yuan/serving.
Items not listed will be purchased at the unit price, and only cash and gold payments are accepted.
It was settled in gold, with each gram of gold equivalent to 200 yuan.
Before the apocalypse, gold rose to 390 yuan per gram, a drop of half its original price.
The outrageous prices surprised Professor Jin and his wife. They only had enough cash to buy five sets of supplies, while Zuo Ling had an expression that said, "I knew this would happen."
Many people who had finished shopping complained as they walked away:
“It’s ridiculously expensive. I told you not to buy it, but you insisted. This little thing isn’t worth that much money.”
"The heavy snow keeps falling, transportation is cut off, and supplies can't get into the city. Prices will only keep rising. Trust me, I guarantee you won't go wrong."
"It's too expensive, too expensive. This little bit of food is only enough for a family to eat for a month, and we have to be very careful with our money."
"Luckily I had some cash on hand, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to buy anything."
"Oh dear, money is so tempting, what should we do? How are we going to make a living?"
...
The three looked over and saw a five-pound bag of rice and flour, a five-liter bucket of oil, and a 450-gram bag of soybeans and red beans.
The supplies each person received were somewhat different; for example, those who had just arrived received mung beans and Job's tears.
Following behind were black rice and peanuts.
The elderly couple's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. This was a grain and oil set worth 10,000 yuan?!
Looking at the side dish set, there are three cans each of luncheon meat and black bean dace, 20 sausages, two packs of ten individually wrapped small bread rolls, plus 10 compressed biscuits.
Some side dish sets include canned fruit and freeze-dried foods.
Ten thousand yuan! Professor Jin and his wife were in utter shock.
Don't bother looking at the condiment set; it probably doesn't contain anything.
Professor Jin asked Zuo Ling, "It's too expensive, are you still going to buy it?"
"Buy it, or it will be even more expensive later. You won't be able to buy it even if you want to."
Researcher Tang's lips trembled. After all, it was free money; he didn't feel bad about it.
Let them buy it; it's not their money anyway.
The policy has been set: with three ID cards, you can't buy much anyway.
Just as the elderly couple were worrying about the limit of one purchase per person, they saw Zuo Ling take out a stack of ID cards.
After flipping through a few photos, Professor Jin was immediately alarmed. The photos looked very familiar... they were all of people lying in the snow!
When did the girl manage to find someone's ID? Her Adam's apple bobbed, she opened her mouth, but then swallowed her words.
I thought to myself, "That's ruthless! Even after someone is dead, they still try to extract their remaining value."
If it weren't for the fear of getting involved in legal trouble, Zuo Ling would still have a lot of ID cards left in his spatial storage.
Including the three of them, there are a total of 33 ID cards.
Professor Jin and his wife had always referred to Zuo Ling as Miss Zuo, but they only realized her real name after seeing her ID card.
The elderly couple were in charge of queuing up to buy the items, while Zuo Ling was in charge of loading them onto the vehicle.
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