Bringing the Supermarket to the Apocalypse Chapter 6: Big business

After discovering that the restrictions of the supermarket can be changed, Lin Feng used all three opportunities today to take all Spam, four pounds at a time, and a total of 12 boxes three times.

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

Just so much is enough, 12 boxes of Spam, among the apocalypse, can be regarded as a good thing.

Lin Feng took some time to remove the plastic packaging on Spam. He did n’t want to be found out about the origin of the can. Then Lin Feng put these 12 boxes of Spam from the supermarket into Apocalypse Watch.

Being busy until midnight, bursts of sleepiness came. Too many things have gone through in just one day, Lin Feng has already felt tired, and now sleeps on this humble bed.

Early the next morning, Dong Hu got up early and wanted to go hunting. The life of apocalypse is hard. If you want to live, you have to keep on taking risks. If this were not the case, they could 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 they would not starve to death. But that kind of feeling is very painful. It took only three days to eat a slap-sized bread, which brought infinite hunger.

Dong Wu is only 20 years old. When he was long, he had to earn more White Crystal when he was younger. Fortunately, one day when he ca n’t move, he hopes. Although I think far, on this apocalypse, no one wants to die in the end.

Lin Feng stopped the action of Dong Wu and put forward his own ideas.

"You are familiar with this base relatively, is there any free trade place in the base?"

There are now 12 boxes of Spam in Lin Feng, and Lin Feng wants to sell as soon as possible in exchange for some White Crystal.

The benefits that White Crystal brings to Lin Feng are obvious. However, as Cultivator, Lin Feng needs a large number of crystals to improve its self-cultivation. Fortunately, this model has self-protection.

"What are you going to buy?"

Dong Wu was frustrated to see Lin Feng not letting him go hunting. But the thought of Lin Feng's is generous, and he will give him a box of canned food at once, Dong Wu is still very grateful.

"Not to buy, I want to sell some food, I do n’t know who can sell to this base."

For the Dong Wu in front of me, although Lin Feng has not completely eliminated the warning, but now only this Dong Wu can help himself. For the first time in apocalypse, for people in this world, Lin Feng's is still quite wary. Through a short day of contact with this Fatty, Lin Feng feels that the people of Dong Wu 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 to the grocery store a few times and should be able to collect it."

For the situation in the base, Dong Wu is still very familiar. After all, it has been three years since entering apocalypse, and this base has been established for more than two years. Although Dong Wu is from the slum area, but after returning from hunting, it still needs some things in life, and these shops selling things, Dong Wu also have a lot of contact. Although there are some differences between slums and living quarters, there are no restrictions on access.

So, under the premise that Lin Feng promised to give Dong Wu a White Crystal, Dong Wu took Lin Feng through the slums and came to the living area in the base.

The living area is really different from the slum area. The passers-by on the street are much better than the slum area in terms of appearance and clothing. Except that no car travels on the road, everything else is similar to the small towns in the world before Lin Feng.

At the moment, Dong Wu led Lin Feng to a shop. The shop plaque was not large, but there were many products in it. From clothing to daily necessities, the category was quite complete.

"Anything to do with you?"

The dudes of the janitors in the shop came in with shoulder straps Lin Feng. They saw that Dong Wu was worn and had no eyelids lifted, and a few words popped out of the teeth.

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

Dong Wu comes to this shop on weekdays, because it came from a slum area, and naturally received a lot of white eyes. Knowing that he is the lowest person, Dong Wu can only bear tolerance.

Now following the Lin Feng to sell things, it is naturally impossible to speak the same thing, and listening to Lin Feng said that it sells canned food, and even Dong Wu has enough confidence to speak.

What is canned food? That is the luxury of this apocalypse. Dong Wu hasn't eaten canned food for more than two years, and now Dong Wu can still recall the delicious taste of the box of Spam that Lin Feng gave him yesterday.

"Selling things? Joke, can our boss see you like the poor? Can you have any good things? If it's okay, go quickly, don't stand there and affect my business."

The guy chuckled and looked at Dong Wu in ragged clothes, where it was like selling things. A poor man still wants to see the boss? Lin Feng is still clean, but most of the people who can be with the poor are of the same type. They are going to get rid of the two.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked down from the second floor of the store and heard a conversation between Dong Wu and his buddies. When he looked at Lin Feng again, his appearance changed a little.

"Xiao Li, you go down first." The middle-aged man rushed downstairs to the buddy, and then turned around and said politely to the two Lin Feng: "The two, please follow me upstairs to discuss in detail."

"I do n’t know what this little brother wants to sell to us?"

After Lin Feng and Dong Wu came to the second floor with middle-aged people, they sat down in a reception room. After making tea for Lin Feng, the middle-aged people said politely.

Lin Feng glanced at the middle-aged man, and now the middle-aged man noticed that Lin Feng was an Cultivator.

There are energy fluctuations in Cultivator. Although this energy fluctuation is very subtle, it can still be perceived by people who are also Cultivator. This middle-aged is also a Cultivator, Lin Feng can feel the energy fluctuations in him. Until the specific level of Cultivator, Lin Feng can not see.

Cultivator can control its own energy fluctuations, the specific strength is not visible, Lin Feng can choose not to allow energy fluctuations. But in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, the Lin Feng did not shield its own energy fluctuations this time, so as long as it is also Cultivator, it can be seen at once.

"Canned food!"

Take the tea cup in front and gently blow the tea leaves floating on it. Lin Feng spit out two words.

Canned food!

After hearing Lin Feng'sization, the middle-aged man cried out in silence. But then he felt a little sick, and he calmed down immediately.

"Do n’t know how many boxes of canned sir?"

After hearing that Lin Feng has canned food in his hand, the middle-aged person's name for Lin Feng's changed from a little brother to a sir. This shows how much canning can impact people in this apocalypse.

In this world, not to mention this kind of canned food, which is moldy bread, is a good thing. The original canned food is undoubtedly a delicacy for people living in apocalypse. Not to mention the shop owner, those who live in the center of the base, the canning is very tempting to them, as a luxury. When the middle-aged man asked Lin Feng, his voice was a little trembling.

"12 boxes."

Gently put down the cup in his hand, Lin Feng said lightly.

Big business! Definitely a big business!

After listening to Lin Feng saying that he has 12 boxes of canned food, the middle-aged man was flushed with excitement and his hair was shaking.