Having obtained the weapons and equipment, Wei Lun handed an automatic rifle and 200 rounds of ammunition to Qin Jiayou, and the two prepared to return.
Upon returning this time, it was obvious that the begging poor no longer dared to approach.
Seeing the sinister automatic rifle in Qin Jiayou's hand, they cowered outside the tent, not daring to approach and provoke him. Some even deliberately kept their distance.
Some people who knew Qin Jiayou saw the brand-new automatic rifle and rushed forward to curry favor with him. Some even took out food from their pockets and offered it to him as a token of their respect. However, it was all mutated meat or some disgusting mixed vegetables, which Qin Jiayou politely refused.
Wei Lun laughed easily, "Brother Qin, judging by this, you're about to become a celebrity at the stronghold!"
As he walked, Qin Jiayou almost stumbled, and replied, "Boss, stop joking with me. What are we going to do next?"
After thinking it over, Wei Lun decided to gather a group of people today to begin building a better home.
“How about this, we’ll rent a truck, then gather workers and head to the vacant lot you mentioned, where we’ll start building a yard,” Wei Lun said thoughtfully.
To truly settle down in the apocalypse, one must have a place to live. It is obvious that one cannot develop one's own power in a stronghold, and the administrators will not allow it.
Qin Jiayou suggested, "Boss, I think we still need to go to the trading area in the central district. There's a shop there that you can rent, with both cars and trucks."
So, the two turned a corner and headed towards the central trading area. Next to the beautiful boss, Fu Xixi, was a car rental shop.
"What kind of vehicle do you need, sir? We have motorcycles, cars, trucks, and even hovercraft!" a shop assistant asked.
Wei Lun replied, "One truck will do!"
In the end, I spent 9 boxes of pork trotter rice to rent a truck for a month, and by the way, I sold 80 boxes of pork trotter rice to exchange for 8,000 crystal cores.
Unfortunately, there was a car, but no gas.
Large trucks are the biggest fuel consumers. There's only a little bit of fuel left in the tank, making it unusable. In the post-apocalyptic world, there are many cars but very little fuel. Many resources have been seized by private armed groups, and even if you can buy fuel, it's usually at an exorbitant price.
Wei Lun had no choice but to return to Hyundai, where he grabbed an oil can and went to buy several cans of oil. He then brought the gasoline back and filled the truck's fuel tank to the brim.
Qin Jiayou was very excited. In his eyes, there was nothing the boss couldn't do; he could get his hands on any supplies.
"Boss, now we can start looking for workers," Qin Jiayou said happily.
The sky was gradually darkening; it was already afternoon. We had to speed things up!
Wei Lun nodded and said, "How about this, I'm not familiar with the people here. You go and inform all the able-bodied men in the stronghold to have their interviews in our tent tomorrow morning. If they pass the interview, they'll get three meals a day, with pork trotter rice every meal!" With that, Wei Lun handed ten boxes of pork trotter rice to Qin Jiayou, telling him to take them so he could show some people his strength.
Qin Jiayou took the braised pork trotter rice and said excitedly, "Boss, with the braised pork trotter rice, they will definitely work hard. But three meals a day is too much. How about two meals a day?" Qin Jiayou considered the actual situation in the apocalypse. Most people only ate one nutritional supplement a day. Now that they had braised pork trotter rice, two meals a day would be enough to excite everyone!
Wei Lun agreed, saying, "Then two meals a day. I'll go back and keep Qin Mutong company first. Come back when you're done!"
Qin Jiayou and Wei Lun parted ways. Qin Jiayou needed to notify the people at each outpost one by one, which might keep him busy until very late. However, he had an automatic rifle and some braised pork trotters on him. Presumably, any smart person would know what to choose at a glance.
Back in the tent, Wei Lun was met with a huge hug from Qin Mutong, so tight he could barely breathe.
"Girl, aren't you bored at home all by yourself?" Wei Lun asked with concern.
Qin Mutong said with a smile, "I have chocolate, wafers, and lots of other snacks, so I won't be bored. I just miss you."
Wei Lun grinned and said, "I'm back now, aren't I? Good boy!"
The two released their embrace, and only then did Qin Mutong remember her father and ask, "By the way, where did my dad go?"
Wei Lun held Qin Mutong's small hand: "You only remembered your father now? He'll be busy with some things until tonight. Why don't we both go to sleep and wait for him?"
Pretending to be a wild wolf, Wei Lun opened his mouth wide, revealing his fangs to scare Qin Mutong, which made Qin Mutong laugh and chuckle. The two rolled around and wrestled on the bed.
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At this moment, Qin Jiayou was mobilizing the young and strong men at each of the strongholds.
"Brother Qin, is what you're saying true? There's rice to eat?" a middle-aged man asked.
Qin Jiayou said firmly, "I assure you it's true! Two meals a day, with meat and vegetables!"
The middle-aged man was on the verge of tears, extremely grateful to Qin Jiayou for telling him the news.
"Thank you so much, Brother Qin! I'll definitely go for the interview tomorrow!" she exclaimed excitedly.
The same scene was unfolding in each of the tents.
Many people were excited to sign up immediately after hearing this, but unfortunately, there was a limit to the number of people; the truck could only carry a maximum of thirty.
Therefore, only those who pass the interview have the opportunity to enjoy two meals a day. Qin Jiayou was a little worried that there wouldn't be enough boxed meals. He visited about 100 restaurants and had basically communicated with all the people he could mobilize at the entire base.
Qin Jiayou then walked towards his tent. When he arrived outside, he heard soft, panting sounds coming from inside.
It's clear that Wei Lun and Qin Mutong have reached a crucial step.
Qin Jiayou, holding his gun, stopped at the tent entrance, a satisfied look on his face. He didn't go in to disturb them.
Heavy breaths and whispered sweet nothings echoed the lingering desires of the two lovers within the tent.
The two embraced tightly, whispering sweet nothings to each other, their presence like a spring breeze sweeping through the entire outpost, causing the tents to sway precariously.
Qin Jiayou stood at the door with his gun, guarding the tent like a soldier, very serious. No matter what noises were inside, they wouldn't affect his mood, because in his eyes, Wei Lun and his daughter would eventually come to this.
This night was exceptionally turbulent. Qin Mutong gave her first time to Wei Lun, while Qin Jiayou fell asleep outside the tent, and it was Wei Lun who carried him into the tent.
The following day, the morning light shone on this land brimming with the will to survive.
A long queue had already formed outside the Qin family's tent, and everyone seemed eager to try. Even though some people were skin and bones from hunger, they still looked radiant.
"The first one in for the interview!" Qin Mutong called out.
At this moment, Qin Mutong is playing the role of a secretary, while Wei Lun is the boss conducting the interview. As for Qin Jiayou, he is probably too tired and still hasn't woken up.
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