Chapter 6

After discovering that the supermarket's restrictions could be changed, Lin Feng used the three opportunities today to take all the canned luncheon meat, four for two catties each time, a total of 12 boxes for three times.

Lin Feng tried, the limit of the supermarket was only changed in terms of weight, but the number of pick-up times remained the same, it was still three times a day.

That alone is enough, 12 boxes of canned luncheon meat is not a small sum of money in this apocalyptic world.

It took Lin Feng a little time to remove the plastic packaging on the canned luncheon meat. He didn't want anyone to find out the origin of the canned food. Then Lin Feng put the 12 boxes of canned luncheon meat he took out from the supermarket into the doomsday watch.

Has been busy until midnight, bursts of sleepiness came. There were too many things experienced in just one day, Lin Feng was already feeling tired, so he fell asleep on this simple bed right now.

The next morning, Dong Hu got up early and wanted to go hunting outside. Life in the last days is difficult, and if you want to survive, you have to take risks constantly. If this is not the case, they can only get a piece of moldy bread from the base every three days like the old, weak, sick and disabled in the slums to ensure that they will not starve to death. But that feeling is very painful. Eating a piece of bread the size of a palm for three days brings unlimited hunger.

Dong Wu is only twenty years old, and it is time to grow his body. He must earn more white crystals when he is young, so that he can have something to look forward to when he really can't move one day. Although thinking far ahead, in this last world, no one wants to end up dying.

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

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

Now that Lin Feng has 12 boxes of canned luncheon meat, Lin Feng wants to sell them as soon as possible in exchange for some white crystals.

The benefits brought by Bai Jing to Lin Feng couldn't be more obvious. As a cultivator, Lin Feng needs a lot of crystals to improve his own cultivation. Fortunately, this mode has the power to protect himself.

"What do you want to buy?"

Seeing that Lin Feng didn't let him go hunting, Dong Wu felt a little depressed. But thinking of Lin Feng's generosity and giving him a box of canned food as soon as he made a move, Dong Wu was still very grateful.

"It's not buying. I want to sell some food. I don't know who I can sell it to in this base."

For Dong Wu in front of him, although Lin Feng did not completely dispel his guard, but right now only this Dong Wu can help him. When he first came to the end of the world, Lin Feng was quite wary of people in this world. After a brief day of contact with this fat man, Lin Feng felt that Dong Wu's people were pretty good.

"There is a grocery store in the living area of ​​the base. If you have something to eat, you can go and ask. I have been to the grocery store a few times, and it should be available."

Dong Wu is still very familiar with the situation in the base. After all, it has been three years since we entered the end of the world, and this base has been established for more than two years. Although Dong Wu is from the slum area, he still needs some things in life after he returns from hunting, and Dong Wu also has a lot of contact with these shops that sell things. Although there are some differences between slums and living areas, there are still no restrictions on entry and exit.

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 quarters are indeed very different from the slums. The passers-by on the street are much better than those in the slums in terms of complexion and clothing. Except that there are no cars passing through the road, everything else is similar to the small town in the world where Lin Feng lived before.

Right now, Dong Wu led Lin Feng to a shop. The shop signboard was not big, but there were quite a lot of products inside, from clothing to daily necessities, the categories were quite complete.

"What's the matter with you?"

The janitor in the shop came in with Lin Feng on his shoulders, saw Dong Wu's shabby clothes, didn't even lift his eyelids, and uttered a few words between his teeth.

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

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

Now following Lin Feng to sell things, it is naturally not the same, and hearing Lin Feng said that what he sells is canned food, even Dong Wu has enough confidence to speak.

What is canned food? That is a luxury in this apocalyptic world. Dong Wu himself has not eaten canned food for more than two years, and now Dong Wu can still recall the delicious taste of the box of canned luncheon meat that Lin Feng gave him yesterday.

"Selling things? It's a joke. Is our boss a poor man like you who can see what he wants? What good things can you have? If you have nothing to do, hurry up and don't stand there and affect my business."

The guy chuckled and looked at Dong Wu's ragged clothes, which looked like he was selling things. A poor man still wants to see his boss? Lin Feng's clothes are still clean, but most of the people who can be with the poor are the same kind of people, and they are going to drive them out immediately.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked down from the second floor of the shop, heard the conversation between Dong Wu and the clerk, and when he looked at Lin Feng again, his expression changed slightly.

"Xiao Li, you go down first." The middle-aged man said to the man downstairs on the stairs, then turned his head and said politely to Lin Feng and the two: "Please follow me upstairs to discuss in detail."

"I wonder what this little brother wants to sell us?"

After Lin Feng and Dong Wu followed the middle-aged man to the second floor, they sat down in a reception room. After the middle-aged man made tea for Lin Feng and the two, he said politely.

Lin Feng glanced at the middle-aged man, and immediately understood that the middle-aged man knew that Lin Feng was a cultivator.

There are energy fluctuations in the body of a cultivator. Although this energy fluctuation is very subtle, it can still be perceived by people who are also cultivators. This middle-aged man was also a cultivator, and Lin Feng could feel the energy fluctuations in his body. Even as far as the level of the cultivator, Lin Feng couldn't tell.

Practitioners can control their own energy fluctuations, and the specific strength cannot be seen. Lin Feng can choose not to let the energy fluctuate. But in order not to cause unnecessary troubles, Lin Feng did not shield his own energy fluctuations when he came out this time. In this way, as long as he is also a cultivator, he can immediately see it.

"can!"

Picking up the teacup in front of him and gently blowing on the tea leaves floating on it, Lin Feng spat out two words.

can!

After hearing Lin Feng's transformation, the middle-aged man cried out involuntarily. But then he felt that he had lost his composure, and immediately calmed down.

"I wonder how many boxes of canned food you have?"

Hearing that Lin Feng had canned food in his hand, the middle-aged man directly called Lin Feng from little brother to Mr. It can be seen from this that in this last days, how much impact canned food has on people.

In this world now, not to mention this kind of canned food that can be stored for a long time, even moldy bread is a good thing. The original canned food is undoubtedly the delicacy of the world for people living in the last days. Not to mention the shop owners, those who live in the center of the base, canned food is very tempting to them, and they are regarded as luxury goods. When the middle-aged man asked Lin Feng what to say, his voice trembled a little.

"12 boxes."

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

Big business! Definitely big business!

After hearing Lin Feng say that he had 12 boxes of canned food, the middle-aged man's face flushed with excitement, and his hair trembled accordingly.