MTL - Bringing the Supermarket to the Apocalypse-Chapter 6 Big business

After discovering that the restrictions of the supermarket can be changed, Lin Feng took all the canned luncheon meat with three chances today, two cigarettes four times and three times a total of 12 boxes.

Lin Feng tried, the limit of the supermarket was only changed in weight, and there was no change in the number of pickups. It was still three times a day.

This is enough, 12 cans of canned luncheon meat, which is not a small amount of material in this last age.

Lin Feng took some time to remove the plastic packaging on the can of luncheon meat. He didn't want to be detected by the origin of the can, and then Lin Feng put the 12 boxes of canned meat from the supermarket into the end of the table.

I have been busy until midnight, and I have been in trouble. There are too many things going on in just one day. Lin Feng has felt tired and is now sleeping in this simple bed.

Early the next morning, Dong Hu got up early and wanted to go hunting. Life in the last days is hard. If you want to live, you must keep on taking risks. If this is not the case, you can only get a piece of moldy bread from the base every three days, like the old, weak and sick in the slums, to ensure that you will not starve to death. But that feeling is very painful. Just three days before eating a piece of slap-sized bread, the hunger is unlimited.

Dong Wu is only twenty years old. When he is a long-body, he must earn more white crystals when he is young, so he can count on one day when he really can't move. Although I think far, but in this last world, no one wants the last end to die.

Lin Feng stopped Dong Wu’s actions and put forward his own ideas.

"You are familiar with this base. Is there a place for free trading in the base?"

Now Lin Feng has 12 boxes of canned luncheon meat. Lin Feng wants to get a shot as soon as possible, in exchange for some white crystal.

The benefits of Baijing to Lin Feng are obvious. However, as a practitioner, Lin Feng needs a lot of crystals to improve his own cultivation. Fortunately, there is self-protection in this mode.

"What do you want to buy?"

Seeing that Lin Feng did not let himself go out hunting, Dong Wu was somewhat depressed. But thinking of Lin Feng's generosity, he gave him a box of cans when he shot, Dong Wu is still very grateful.

"Not buying, I want to sell some food, I don't know who can sell it in this base."

For Dong Wu, Lin Feng said that although he did not completely eliminate the war, but now only Dong Wu can help himself. At the beginning of the last days, Lin Feng’s wariness is quite large for people in this world. Through a brief day of contact with this fat man, Lin Feng feels that Dong Wu’s people are still good.

"There is a grocery store in the living area of ​​the base. If you have food, you can ask. I have been there for a few grocery stores. I should be able to collect it."

Dong Wu is still very familiar with the situation in the base. After all, it has been three years since the end of the world. This base has been established for more than two years. Although Dong Wu is said to be on the slum side, but after going out to hunt back, he still needs some things in his life, and Dong Wu, who is selling these things, has a lot of contacts. Although there are some differences between slums and living areas, there are no restrictions on access.

Therefore, under the premise that Lin Feng promised to give Dong Wu a white crystal, Dong Wu took Lin Feng through the slum area and came to the living area in the base.

The living area is really different from the slums. The passers-by on the street are better than the slums in terms of appearance and clothing. Except for no cars on the road, everything else is similar to the small towns in the world where Lin Feng was.

At present, Dong Wu led Lin Feng to a shop. The shops were not big, but there were quite a few goods inside. From clothing to daily necessities, the categories were quite complete.

"Do you have anything?"

In the shop, the guy in the shop, Lin Feng, came in and saw Dong Wu’s clothes worn out. Even the eyelids were not lifted, and a few words were found in the teeth.

"We are here to sell things, and trouble to call your boss."

Dong Wuping came to this store in the day, because it was from the slums, and the white eyes that he received were naturally many. Knowing that he is the lowest person, Dong Wu can only bear it.

Now, following Lin Feng’s sale, naturally, it’s not the same thing, and listening to Lin Feng’s saying that it’s selling canned food, even Dong Wu’s speech is enough.

What is canned? That is the luxury of this last age. Dong Wu himself has not eaten canned food for more than two years. Now Dong Wu can still recall the delicious taste of the box of luncheon meat that Lin Feng gave him yesterday.

"Selling things? Jokes, are our bosses like you, can you see them? Can you have any good things? If you have nothing, go quickly, don't stand there and affect my business."

The guy chuckled and looked at Dong Wuyi, where it was like selling things. A poor man still wants to see the boss? Lin Feng is still clean, but most of them are the same kind of people who can be with the poor. Now they are ready to drive them out.

At this time, I walked down from the second floor of the shop to a middle-aged, and heard the dialogue between Dong Wu and the buddy. When I looked at Lin Feng, there was a slight change in my look.

"Xiao Li, you go down first." The middle-aged man said to the man downstairs on the stairs, and then turned to politely said to Lin Feng two people: "Please ask me to go upstairs to talk about the two."

"I don't know what the little brother wants to sell to us?"

After Lin Feng and Dong Wu followed the middle-aged people to the second floor, they sat down in a reception room. After the middle-aged people gave Lin Feng two teas, they said politely.

Lin Feng looked at the middle-aged man and immediately took it. This middle-aged discovered that Lin Feng was a practitioner.

The cultivator has energy fluctuations. Although this energy fluctuation is very subtle, it can still be perceived by people who are also practitioners. This middle-aged is also a practitioner, Lin Feng can feel the fluctuation of his energy. Until the specific level of the practitioner, Lin Feng can not see.

The practitioners can control their own energy fluctuations, and the specific strength is invisible. Lin Feng can choose not to let the energy fluctuate. However, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Lin Feng did not shield his energy fluctuations this time, so that as long as he is also a practitioner, he can see it all at once.

"can!"

Picking up the tea cup in front and gently blowing the tea leaves floating on it, Lin Feng spit out two words.

can!

After hearing the transformation of Lin Feng, the middle-aged man screamed out. However, I felt that I was somewhat out of order and immediately calmed down.

"I don't know if Mr. has a few cans?"

I heard that Lin Feng had canned food on hand. The middle-aged person’s name for Lin Feng changed directly from the younger brother to the gentleman. It can be seen that in this end of the world, the impact of cans on people is great.

Now in this world, let alone the cans that can be stored for a long time, the moldy bread is a good thing. The original canned food is undoubtedly a human food for those who live in the last days. Not to mention the shop owner, the people who live in the center of the base, the temptation of canned food is great, and it is regarded as a luxury. When the middle-aged man asked Lin Feng, the voice was a little trembling.

"12 boxes."

Gently put down the teacup in his hand, Lin Feng said faintly.

Big business! Absolutely big business!

After listening to Lin Feng saying that he had 12 boxes of canned food, the middle-aged man was excited to have a flushed ground color, and the root hairs were shaking.