The two parties reached an initial consensus on cooperation, and Uncle Qing stood up and extended his hand again.
If you don’t shake hands this time, you will really lose face. Lin Shiyin had no choice but to stand up and extend her hand generously. She said warmly: "Uncle Qing has so many people in charge, so he must have a lot of trouble. You have to take care of yourself when you are busy." The slender fingertips touched the rough hand slightly and then took it back.
Uncle Qing laughed, and Lin Shiyin laughed too. Compared to the earth-shattering effects of her teammates' skills when they were cast, her skills could be said to be silent.
The definition of "support" is very broad. To support is to support. Expressing approval for other people's suggestions is also a kind of support, and it has a more supportive meaning. So her concern for other people's bodies is naturally a kind of support. Feeling the surging power in her body, Lin Shiyin's smile became gentler and she said, "My friend said to wait for me at the rest area outside the city. It's just that I'm new to this treasure land and don't know the way. Can Uncle Qing send someone to accompany me?" Going? "
Uncle Qing said: "Why bother? Xiaocai Haifeng, you two go and come back quickly."
Wang Haifeng said nothing, nodded and went out. Liu Cai, on the other hand, casually took out two plums from the fruit plate and put them into his pocket. He said with a playful smile: "What if they don't believe us and don't come over?"
Lin Shiyin said: "When you go to Shen Bijun, just say... Just say that the guards with swords are responsible for supporting him, and she will understand."
Liu Cai let out a long "Oh" and said with a smile: "Do you still have internal codes? It's so advanced."
When people walked out, Uncle Qing also smiled and said: "It's okay if you have nothing to do. If you are free, how about I take Miss Lin around the base?”
Lin Shiyin smiled and said, “It’s disrespectful.”
The two of them walked out of the door side by side, and the people in the room followed them. If the building wasn't so dilapidated, it would have been a bit of a gang leader meeting.
When the elevator reached the first floor, the front door faced the street. Naturally, there was nothing interesting to see. Uncle Qing walked around the stairs with his hands behind his back and kept walking forward. The voice-activated lights lit up one by one with the sound of footsteps. When he got close to a narrow door at the back, Uncle Qing deliberately slowed down his pace, while the man behind him walked a few steps quickly, stepped forward, opened the door, and said respectfully: "Please."
As soon as the door opened, The front suddenly becomes clear.
This is the completely opposite layout to Lijingyuan.
Lijingyuan Community is like a jewel treasured by the city. Rows of high-rise buildings and villas are hidden in the lush green belt. It is separated from the street by a small road. Back then, the third brother and his people were The walls were built and iron gates were welded, so it was difficult to surround the community.
Here, the houses are close to the streets, and the only thing that can protect against zombies is a heavy security door. People who live in the building can see every move of the zombies as long as they stand in front of the window.
There is a large open space behind the building, with old buildings on both sides. A circle of newly planted fruit saplings is planted in front of the building. Although the tree is not big, it has a lot of fruit. When the wind blows, , the sour plum smell mixed with the smell of pesticides came over me, it was quite choking.
There should have been some fitness equipment such as slides, twisters, and walking machines in the open space, but they were all demolished and replaced with single and parallel bars, dumbbells, and many swords, guns, and sticks.
It seems that people here also have a fixed time to exercise.
The sky is a little dark. If you stand far away, you can only see a rough outline. Uncle Qing is walking in front of him. People in twos and threes pass by him, including men, women, and old people. There are also a few, and the attitude of these people cannot be said to be very respectful. They can say hello and exchange a few words, and their titles are all kinds of. Some are called "Boss", others are called "Uncle Qing" or "Grandpa Cai".
"It's almost dinner time. These are all greedy people. I went there early and waited for fear that I would be late and not be able to get the meat to eat." Speaking of this, Uncle Qing's ruddy face was filled with pride and he pointed to the distance. A row of colored steel houses in the row said: "Our place is also in a good location. You can go to Fengcheng. It can't be compared to our place. Did you see it?" To the south from this door is the power plant, to the north is the coal mine, behind the coal mine is the breeding farm, and next to the breeding farm is the grain and oil processing plant. You still don’t know what I do, right? I run the mine to the north. Hey, When the zombies first broke out, I took a dozen or so workers to kill them all. I killed this little one in three strokes, five divided by two. The area was occupied, and we organized people to clear out those factories.”
“Thanks to us arriving early, I don’t know what the technician was doing at the power plant. Yes, anyway, he said that if it were two days later, there would have to be an explosion. I don’t know if it’s true or not, and we don’t understand either. Anyway, he brought a dozen or so people to work, and the community was electrified!"
Lin Shiyin listened carefully, and when she thought about it, there were indeed many places in the city that she walked through that had traces of explosions. Even the natives didn't know why it exploded, and someone like her who traveled from ancient times didn't even understand.
"Where is the technician now? Can I see him?" She wanted to try to learn something, maybe it would be useful in the future.
Uncle Qing rolled up the Buddhist beads on his wrist and said vaguely: "He lives in the power plant with dozens of people. He usually doesn't come back, so we only occasionally send supplies. If he can't get there easily, we just I’m afraid that if there is too much movement, I will be surrounded by zombies, which will cause trouble.”
While talking, the group of people walked through the open space and arrived in front of the row of colored steel houses.
“This row is for raising pigs, and that row is for raising chickens. There are about twenty pigs, and they are eating as much feed as humans. The day before yesterday, I heard that another sow was giving birth to piglets. , I don’t know about the chickens, I haven’t counted them, this I won’t go in, the smell is quite strong. Come on, I’ll take you to the warehouse to have a look.”
The warehouse is outside the community, facing the street. The main entrance has long been sealed with a rolling shutter door. What should I pick up? Everything goes through the back door. The back door was locked, and Uncle Qing stood in front of it. No one came to open the door this time. Uncle Qing dug into his trouser pocket, took out a large number of keys, squinted his eyes at the dim sunset on the horizon, and then picked out the many keys. I found one, inserted it into the keyhole, turned it leisurely, and with a click, the door opened.
Uncle Qing walked in with a smile, groped on the wall, and turned on the light.
The incandescent lamp was so bright that it was almost blinding. Lin Shiyin rubbed her eyes. When she saw the furnishings inside clearly, she couldn't help but take a breath.
I feel ashamed to say that it has been almost a year since I came to this world. Lin Shiyin has never been to a supermarket. I just heard from people that large supermarkets have everything, such as daily necessities, clothes, shoes, food, etc. Fruits, vegetables, and even fresh fish are all available, and the prices are clearly marked. If you like something, you can just take it and put it in the basket, and then queue up at the door to check out. It is very convenient.
It is difficult for a lady who rarely goes out to imagine a place like this. Today, she thought she had seen it.
Different from the piles of boxes of materials in Lijingyuan, everything here has its own special area. The goods are neatly displayed on the iron shelves, shrouded by the bright light above the head like daylight. No end in sight.
People seem so small in this huge warehouse. The long-lost feeling of wandering in the strange and bizarre world in the depths once again hit Lin Shiyin's heart.
She suddenly missed her child.
Uncle Qing walked in front like a general in military parade, and said with high spirits: "Almost half of the city's supplies are here. This is only the first floor, the upstairs is the most exciting!"
“This is a cold room, specially for fresh and frozen vegetables and frozen seafood. Frozen meat, as well as frozen beans, frozen broccoli, and frozen radishes, were originally meant to be exported. They are all good things."
The people following behind immediately echoed: "We can have such a large reserve. The granary is thanks to Uncle Qing. In the first three days of the zombie outbreak, the big leader in the news They also told Guangda to stay at home, so Uncle Qing took us everywhere to collect things, pulling back car after car. At first, some people were worried, what if the government sentenced Uncle Qing? He just said, "What should we do when the time comes? He will take care of it if something goes wrong!" Everyone at home has either starved to death or been eaten, but we are still alive and well!”
Maybe it’s because the refrigerator is too cold, Lin Shiyin is just looking at the neatly arranged vegetables and meats in a trance— —There is not even a speck of dust on the shelves, which shows that someone comes to clean them every day.
After walking around the warehouse for a while, Lin Shiyin suddenly said: "How are the things here distributed?"
"Distribution?"
She said: "Although there are many things here, they are also limited. Is it something everyone can eat?”
No one said anything. After a while, Uncle Qing said: “This is the end of the world after all, and I don’t care about it. What kind of paradise is this? Where can everyone have access to good food? We will distribute the food according to work, and those who work more will eat more, and those who do not work will eat better. Of course, the children will grow up. You can’t treat your body badly.”
In other words, those who are old and weak cannot do much work, so they eat less and eat less to survive.
It's not that she can't understand it, it's just that Lin Shiyin doesn't like it.
Perhaps he noticed something was wrong with Lin Shiyin's expression. Uncle Qing turned his head and asked behind him: "Is it time to start dinner?"
Huang Xiaomao glanced at his hands in a fake way The Rolex on the belt said: "I've been here a long time ago, and I'm waiting for you. According to what you said, I'm going to cook pork butchers today. No one dares to use chopsticks unless you come." "Sister?"
Uncle Qing laughed, stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Lin, would you like to have a meal?"
Lin Shiyin was about to decline when she suddenly heard a knock on the door outside and gasped. A gruff male voice shouted loudly: "Uncle Qing, Miss Lin's people are surrounded by zombies at the gas station. Can we go and help?"
Lin Shiyin's face turned pale!
She rushed down quickly and saw a big man standing at the door of the warehouse. He was one of the two people who went to pick him up.
He was wearing a sturdy outdoor jacket with colorful dirt stuck on it.
"How's it going? Are any of them injured? I...my child...where is the gas station? Are there many zombies?"
(End of this chapter)
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