"do what?"
Song Chen raised his head and frowned as he asked Jiang Moyan, looking at him with an inexplicable and resentful expression.
"No, I didn't do anything."
Jiang Moyan timidly lowered his head to look through the list of goods sent by Xiao Yi, pretending to be busy.
There’s no way Song Chen believed Jiang Moyan’s words, as he clearly looked like he wanted something.
But Jiang Moyan didn't say anything, and Song Chen was too lazy to ask. Jiang Moyan was always so weird anyway.
He ate the potato chips Song Chi gave him and glanced at the list in Jiang Moyan's hand. He asked, "Is this the list of goods Xiao Yi and his friends bought this morning?"
"Ahem, yes."
Jiang Moyan cleared his throat again and replied, holding the list without daring to look up at Song Chen.
Because every time he blushed in his imagination, Song Chen would always squint at him, as if he could guess what he was thinking.
"This time he didn't buy rice, but only self-heating hot pot and bread."
Song Chen said as he reached out and took the list from Jiang Moyan's hand.
"He actually bought a small house with three bathrooms." Song Chen was a little surprised.
Only Xiao Yi would be willing to buy such an expensive thing.
Jiang Moyan explained, "Xiao Yi and Song Chi bought a small house before. Song Chi asked him to help promote the supermarket and vending machines at the base when he was on a mission. He also placed a lunch box vending machine and a beverage vending machine in his small house."
"This morning, four teams of soldiers went on missions, each with a different route. Xiao Yi bought three more small houses, hoping to promote the supermarket and attract more talent to the base, and also make the soldiers' lives more comfortable when they are on missions."
Song Chen continued to look through the list while eating potato chips, and said in a calm tone, "That small house can resist zombies, has clean water, air conditioning, and can sleep on the floor."
"Now with the addition of vending machines, it's no different from a small hotel. It's really suitable for taking out on missions."
"Survivors outside will be interested if they see this and will be willing to visit our base."
Jiang Moyan agreed.
Apart from the fact that it has no wheels and cannot be driven on the road, the little house really has no disadvantages at all. Any survivor with a brain would not miss this opportunity.
Jiang Moyan, "Xiao Qi gave the soldiers mobile map watches. As long as the survivors have the watches, they can accurately find our base."
Song Chen, who was listening, did not ask whether it was useful or not, because as long as it was something given by Xiao Qi, he would never let it down.
He picked up another list and flipped through it, stunned, "There are people with special abilities who can actually afford a small house."
Jiang Moyan said, "That's Captain Li's psychic."
"They originally wanted to save up points to buy an RV, but RVs were too expensive for them to afford, so they bought a small house first."
"Now each small house is equipped with a lunch vending machine and a beverage vending machine, so they don't have to worry about having nothing to eat on the road."
Song Chen stopped flipping through the list and looked up, "How do they go on missions if they don't have a car? Do they walk?"
"Rent the big truck from the base."
Song Chen raised his brows. Has Xiao Yi also started doing business with people with special abilities?
Although a big truck is not as comfortable as an RV, it is better than having no car at all.
The conditions are a bit difficult now, but as long as we can survive a month or two, and as long as the psychics are not too weak, it will be no problem for a team to buy a motorhome together.
Song Chen thought about it and realized that in the future, when people in the base went out, they would either drive RVs or live in small houses built like mutant zombies. He didn't believe that their reputation wouldn't spread.
Song Chen put down the list of goods, ate potato chips, and looked up to see the receptionist looking into the supermarket.
Today, 600 people were allowed into the supermarket at one time to purchase supplies, unlike yesterday when the number of people was limited to 200.
As more people came, the supermarket gradually became lively and no longer had cold and endless shelves and lights.
Once everyone becomes familiar with the supermarket, they will no longer set a limit on the number of people allowed.
As long as the personal panel is opened, anyone who is not on the blacklist can enter and exit the supermarket freely, just like the supermarket before the end of the world, there is no need to queue.
Anyway, by then the survivors will all know the rules and will not cause trouble again.
In addition, with Xiao Yi's soldiers guarding the place, there was no need to worry about chaos.
"Morning, Young Master Song Chen!"
Several middle-aged women who entered the supermarket greeted Song Chen who was sitting at the front desk enthusiastically with a smile on their faces.
Song Chen, who was eating potato chips, was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the aunties to greet him.
Just when he thought that the aunt was just yelling out of boredom, she suddenly called out to Jiang Moyan, "Good morning, Master Jiang!"
"Ahem...Mr. Jiang?"
Song Chen choked on the potato chips and started coughing violently.
Why did the aunt suddenly call Jiang Moyan like that?
In fact, it’s all Captain Li and his team’s fault.
The aunties were curious and asked about Song Chen and the others. Captain Li and the others said that Jiang Moyan was Song Chen's bodyguard and would have to visit Song Chen in the future. Only then did Jiang Moyan become Jiang's son-in-law.
"Oh, we all understand, we all understand, it's a live-in husband! We all know, you don't have to be shy."
The aunties covered their mouths and waved their hands, giving an ambiguous smile to Song Chen who was coughing violently.
Jiang Moyan's ears were already red.
He liked and was happy with the three words "Mr. Jiang".
As long as he can be with the young master, it doesn't matter if he marries into the family. For him, home is where the young master is.
As long as the young master is happy, you can let him call you husband.
Well, when doing that, he has to be the one on top.
Jiang Moyan thought so in his heart and glanced at Song Chen's reaction to see if he would be disgusted.
Song Chen was not disgusted now, but embarrassed, with his face red.
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