Bao-Ye, you are such a fat man, you think I am a street girl.
Upon hearing these two words, Zhou Yan was almost so angry that she ran away.
Although she loves food stamps, she has a bottom line and will not sell her body even for her recently deceased husband.
Zhou Yan was so angry that her teeth itched in her heart, but Zhou Yan remained calm on the surface.
She even gave the fat man a wink and stretched out two fingers at the fat man with a lewd smile on his face.
"Twenty pounds of food stamps are no problem."
This girl has a hot figure and is full of coquettishness.
She is definitely more powerful than those street girls.
Twenty kilograms of food stamps covering the night is definitely worth it.
Li Ba hurriedly took out twenty kilograms of food stamps, intending to pay first to show his sincerity.
Zhou Yan glanced at it, but did not reach out to take it.
With her seductive red lips, she softly shouted two words to Li Ba: "Two thousand" I'll give you two thousand kilograms of food stamps.
Are you kidding me?
Even gold studs with diamonds are not that expensive.
Li Ba couldn't afford it, so he shook his head and left.
Watching him leave, Zhou Yan took a sip and said bitterly: "Damn fat man, let's see how I deal with you."
To deal with this kind of stinky man who has a brain full of sperm, she has many ways to make him obediently give him food stamps.
The days ahead are long, we’ll see.
Hua Hua The clear hot spring flows from the faucet, and the room is filled with mist.
Li Ba lay in the bathtub, soaking in the hot spring water, his body was so happy that he almost hummed.
"Thirty thousand kilograms of food stamps are worth it."
He squinted his eyes, enjoying himself and talking to himself.
Although Xibu is a small town, it is a very famous hot spring resort.
Before the end of the world, such a villa would have been worth at least several million, but now it can be purchased with 30,000 kilograms of food stamps, and it can be paid in interest-free installments, which is extremely cheap.
Thinking of food stamps, Li Ba began to make calculations in his mind.
The income from selling melons is 2,000 kilograms of food stamps, excluding the 600 kilograms for going to the city, the 70 kilograms for bribes, the down payment of 1,000 kilograms for the house, 50 kilograms for food, 100 kilograms for food, clothes and other odds and ends for haircuts.
I lost fifty kilograms, and now I only have one hundred and thirty kilograms of food stamps left.
“Money is not spent well” I sighed in my heart.
He started planning how to make money.
Continuing to sell melons will definitely bring big harvests.
However, the mutated fruit was unusual, as the armed police lieutenant's demeanor and tone in the morning could confirm.
Selling once or twice is justifiable.
If you sell it for a long time, people will inevitably be suspicious.
When the time comes, disaster may be imminent.
This path doesn't work.
Use your bracelet space to grow food.
This is the only shortcut that can get you out of poverty and become rich today.
But there is also a problem.
The bracelet space is full of magic.
After ordinary melon seeds are sprinkled, they mature overnight and mutate into mutant melons.
If you grow food, there is no guarantee that the same situation will not happen.
It is not good for Li Ba to plant a large amount of mutated fruits or mutated grains before he has enough ability to protect himself.
The most urgent task was to use the bracelet space to grow ordinary food crops.
After thinking about it, Li Ba decided to go shopping on the street after taking a shower to see if he could buy some grain seeds.
Only by obtaining seeds first can we conduct experiments in the bracelet space, striving to cultivate crops that have a fast growth cycle and will not mutate.
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After making up his mind, he came out of the hot spring pool, dried himself, got dressed, and was ready to go out.
On the street.
Li Ba looked back at Ya'er who was following behind him, holding the corner of his clothes with her small hands, with a look of helplessness on her face.
The little girl was too dependent on him, and even after entering the city, she still never left him.
He originally planned to visit the street girl, but his plan failed, which made Li Ba extremely depressed.
With this follower accompanying me, if I want to have a good time, there is no hope.
"I am also a normal man."
He looked at the colorfully dressed girls on the street and cried silently in his heart.
When going out, Li Ba specifically asked the coquettish landlady about it.
To the south of the city, there is a large farmers' market.
Before the apocalypse, it mainly sold vegetables and fruits.
After the apocalypse, it became a market for survivors to trade items and exchange what they had.
Xibu Town is not a big town, and after walking for only fifteen minutes, Li Ba and Jian'er arrived at the farmer's market.
At first glance, the place is crowded and bustling.
The entire market occupies an area as large as two football fields.
When you walk in, there are shop fronts on all sides, and in the middle are rows of neatly arranged stalls.
A rough estimate shows that there are thousands of people buying and selling here.
A crowded place, with people next to each other, is very lively and lively.
Li Ba took Jian'er and started shopping.
Let’s start with the surrounding facades.
Each shop sells a variety of supplies, including food, meat, knives, home appliances, building materials, etc.
In a knife shop, Li Ba even saw guns for sale.
Shopkeepers openly advertise their sales at the door, which is simply unimaginable before the end of the world.
Li Ba was very interested in firearms, even if the store only sold shotguns.
In his words, with a gun in my hand, I have the world.
Being one of the people with guns is enough for self-defense and life-saving.
However, Li Ba was still shocked when he asked about the price.
The shotgun is not expensive and only requires fifty kilograms of food stamps, but the bullets are too expensive and one shot requires five kilograms of food stamps.
I can afford it, but I can’t afford it.
He sighed in his heart.
Although he desperately desires to own firearms, he is currently short of money, so he should first cultivate grain seeds suitable for planting.
After shopping around, Li Ba found what he wanted in a store.
This store specializes in all kinds of rice grains, including rice, wheat, corn, soybeans and other grains for sale in a full range of varieties.
Li Ba was delighted when he saw this and asked his boss to give him a pound of each dish.
In the Xibu settlement, food is divided into three classes.
The upper-grade refined grains include rice, wheat, sorghum, and several types of beans; the medium-grade coarse grains include brown rice, corn, sweet potatoes, etc.; and the lowest-grade coarse grains are bran noodles eaten in refugee camps outside the city.
The food stamps issued in the settlements are based on coarse grains, and one pound is exchanged for one pound.
If you exchange it for fine grain, one pound will be exchanged for six taels.
If you exchange it for coarse grain, one pound will be exchanged for five pounds.
The grains Li Ba selected were basically refined grains and coarse grains.
Each pound costs him twenty pounds of food stamps for a dozen varieties. worth Li Ba's face was filled with excitement as he carried the grain bag given by his boss.
It takes no effort to get grain seeds.
Next, it depends on his ability to cultivate grain seeds.
I took Jian'er with me and walked around for a while, basically finding out the prices of various supplies in the market, and also bought a lot of snacks for Jian'er along the way.
For the little girl, Li Ba was willing to spend money.
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When preparing to go home, Li Ba discovered cigarettes for sale at a stall.
For old smokers, they haven't smoked a cigarette for several months, and now they see it and they can't lift their legs immediately.
I stepped forward and asked, these cigarettes are really expensive.
One pack costs five kilograms of food stamps.
Li Ba wanted to bargain, but the stall owner was a young man who grinned: "Brother, cigarettes are a luxury item in the last days.
People who can afford them don't care about the kilograms of food stamps."
Li Ba thought the same thing.
To get these cigarettes, people risked their lives, so bargaining seemed unnecessary.
He gritted his teeth and took out fifty kilograms of food stamps and bought a whole piece.
After receiving it, I couldn't wait to open a pack.
He took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it, took a deep breath, the smoke filled the air, and Li Ba had an expression of enjoyment on his face.
"What's so good about smoking is that it chokes people to death, and it's also bad for your health."
A girl's muttering came from the side.
The little girl looked at Li Ba with a disgusted expression, already smelling like a housekeeper.
"What do you know?"
Li Ba rubbed the little girl's face, picked up the grain bag, and said hello home.
I spent an afternoon shopping and came back with a full load.
On their way back, Li Ba and Ya'er stopped by the relief station to receive today's relief food.
This is the treatment given to new residents in the settlement: half a catty of coarse grains per person per day, which will last for a year.
Of course, the wool is in the sheep.
There will be no loss-making business in the settlement.
The supplies that new residents turn in when they come to the city add up to nearly a pound of food every day.
The settlement distributed half of the money and made half of it, and the abacus went smoothly.
When we returned to the hotel, it was already dark.
The restaurant business was not very good tonight, with only two or three tables.
Zhou Yan was sitting at the bar, holding her chin and thinking about when she would be able to collect the money.
Her eyes lit up, and she saw Li Ba'er coming back with a lot of things in big and small bags, so she quickly stood up and went over to greet him.
"I came back so late to wait for you to have dinner."
With a smile on her face, Zhou Yan took the initiative to take the bag for Jie'er.
She took a peek and saw that it was filled with snacks and a whole carton of cigarettes.
"The fat guy is quite rich."
Zhou Yan rolled her eyes, not knowing what she had in mind.
He invited Li Ba'er to come into the house and at the same time ordered people to serve food and rice.
In addition to herself, there is also a pair of sisters working as helpers in the restaurant run by Zhou Yan.
The two little girls are not very old.
The elder sister Zhang Jie is twenty-one years old, and the younger sister Zhang Ting is nineteen years old.
They are both pretty and pretty.
During the meal, everyone sat down.
Zhou Yan, Ya'er, and her sisters, four girls, plus Li Ba, a fat bald man, were talking and laughing, and they looked like a family.
The dinner was not rich, just two vegetarian dishes and a basin of vegetarian soup.
But the rice is enough.
Li Ba was a tall man with a great appetite.
He ate three large bowls in a short time.
If it was not enough, he asked his sisters to fill another bowl for him.
"You damn fat man, if you keep eating like this, won't I lose money?"
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Zhou Yan's heart bleeds every time Li Ba eats a bowl, and she greets the eighteen generations of this damn fat man's ancestors in her heart, but her face is still full of smiles, and she is full of concern for Li Ba to eat slowly and be satisfied.
When she said this, Li Ba paid attention to his image and was too embarrassed to continue.
He patted his big belly and found that he was eighty percent full after eating.
He was satisfied and asked the girl to go home.
"Big brother."
As I walked towards the door of my home, I heard the boss's wife's shout from behind me.
Li Ba paused, and the other party walked over quickly.
Then, when the girl wasn't paying attention, he lowered his voice and said: "There will be a performance at eight o'clock tonight.
It will be absolutely wonderful.
If you don't like it, you won't get paid."
Zhou Yan pointed to a villa in the middle, gave Li Ba a knowing look, turned around, and left with a twisted waist.
"You're acting like crazy, what kind of drama are these sluts singing about?"
Li Ba touched his head, a look of curiosity on his face. s: Collection and recommendation, one request per day
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