Apocalypse Cockroach
Chapter 613 106 Forgot What 5/5 More
Heard the food, both eyes lit up.
The grain store occupies a lot of land, the door is open on the main street, it is either large, in fact, it separates the previous door, divides it into small rooms, rents it, crosses the door through the hall, walks through the slab pavement, two people arrive in the backyard, the backyard is very wide, just in the middle of the open space there are hundreds of square meters, three tall old large brick houses surround the open space with the door surface.
Not all the big houses in the back, through the middle of the big house, three big tile houses in the back, look at the carved corners of those houses, and the speckled paint on the log pillars. The previous owners must have been rich or expensive, and before the end of the life, they can be counted here.
All the doors were open and the vast space in the house was occupied by layered sacks of marijuana, all packed with a hundred kilograms of marijuana bags, any large house that looked like hundreds of sacks, perhaps far from it.
A teammate handed something from an open sack to two people with a round, full-bodied, golden corn on the palm of a dark palm.
Yellow Springs grabbed several pieces of corn in his hand and felt a bit of weight, picking up one and throwing it into his mouth at will, chewing room, teeth and tongue fully felt the starch contained in the corn.
“All of them? ”
Yellow Springs was somewhat surprised, as if corn was not the mainstream staple before the end of life.
“All in all, there are only two hundred bags of rice, the others are corn, and I've seen the stock records. There are two thousand bags of corn here, which were originally temporarily there to be sent to the feed processing plant. ”
“So there's over 200 tons of food here? ”
Lu Xiaobu hastily questioned that the population of the camp was there. The food consumed every day allowed Zhang Huai 'an to spend more than one day on white hair. Two hundred tons of food was equivalent to a month and a half of consumption, making the camp easy to cut.
“Yes, there's plenty of soybean grain here, in addition to corn and rice, which is close to two tons, plus we found a lot of cooking oil...”
Yellow Springs did not listen and gave the order.
“Command the town to be searched thoroughly, with a focus on cargo vehicles, and whenever you can, start them all, and make every effort to bring the food back to the camp. ”
The two men came out of the grain store and relaxed in their hearts. Lu Xiaobu pointed at the street store and said:
“There should be plenty of food in there, plus dozens of tons of luck stored in the households. Other items can be put aside, not a single piece of food can be missed..."
“Report... found a small factory, a stationery factory, how do you handle it? ”
Another teammate came running over and interrupted Lu Xiaobu's constant rumbling.
“Whatever else you can do, leave it alone, you just need to find food. ”
Lu Xiaobu obviously doesn't have a cold in cultural products.
“Wait!” Huang Quan called the team ready to turn around and turned back and said to Lu Xiaobu:
“We have thousands of children in camp, culture classes, because we don't have paper and pens, we can only write on sand plates with branches, with this stationery and pens, they can better master knowledge, and our culture can flow through their notes. ”
“Is that so? Forget it, you mainly load the food and stationery, and then the rest of the stuff is done. If it's done, let the militias take it by themselves, until they can't get it. Anyway, when they get to the camp, they have to hand over part of it. ”
Lu Xiaobu decided that the atmosphere was really stingy with a different kind of door.
Huang Quan nodded, just about to say something, listened to a noise in the grain store opposite them, the two of them flashed a chirp in their hearts, lifted their feet and rushed to the grain store.
“Old Lugo, you stay here, I'll go..."
Yellow Springs pulled out the M1911A1 and turned his head and yelled at Lu Xiaobu.
Lu Xiaobu said nothing, stopped, looked at his crippled leg, mourning and sighing. Before him, Huang Quan had rushed into the grain store.
Yellow Springs entered the grain store directly into the backyard and just passed through the hall. He saw the ground in the center of the backyard collapse into a cave of the boss. Seven or eight members of the team stood by the cave with the militia holding their necks to measure.
Huang Quan walked towards them and within two steps he smelled a strong aroma of wine, fresh and elegant, which then shook his mind and drooled out.
“What's going on? What's the situation? ”
Yellow Springs swallowed a sip and shouted at his men.
“Captain Huang, we don't know what's going on. We put the grain out here and wait for it to move out later. How do we know it's dozens of bags, the land will collapse here, and we're still wondering. ”
Yellow Springs heard this place, walked up to the cave and stood with the team to measure, collapsed an area of two meters square, and the black one below, you can see some sacks of hemp and seven or eight vertical wooden beams tumbling together.
The nose at the edge of the cave was stronger, and the intense aroma reminded Huang Quan of the cellar in the Huang family's mansion when he was a kid. His grandfather left wine hidden in the cellar, which was full of rare treasures not seen by outsiders.
“Go down a few people, get what's inside out, remember to hold the beams up on both sides, and be careful when you see the jars, it's all baby..."
In fact, there are not only jars, but also ten large boxes of red wood. The dust on the boxes falls more than a finger thick. Each box is locked with an old-fashioned padlock. The brass padlock is wrapped in a pile of spider webs. The spider webs are opened, and the brass padlock is stained with miserable green copper.
Yellow Springs did not look at the crates, crooked his head and weighed the three large mud-sealed wine jars in front of him, only the adult calf stomach was tall, the drum jar body was also full of dust, several palm prints dropped at the time of handling opened up the dust, appearing red and black.
“Find something? ”
After Lu Xiaobu asked, Huang Quan did not turn back and pointed at the three wine jars and said: "Good stuff! ”
Lu Xiaobu stared at the three obscure wine jars. He turned around and saw several militiamen drinking the bright liquid inside with several pieces of broken ceramic tablets. He smelled the fragrance and naturally knew it was wine. Lu Xiaobu walked forward and grabbed a person's ceramic tablet. In his eyes, it was the black soil in the bright liquor liquid, and some dust.
Without hesitation, he was no match for the fragrance, closed his eyes and gave a little bite.
“Good wine, this is the best drink I've ever had in my life..."
Lu Xiaobu praised loudly. If he wanted to continue drinking, those filthy things were too obstructive, he returned the ceramic tablets to the eye-catching militia and turned back to Yellow Springs, staring at the wine bowl as he did.
“It's Fenjiu, this cellar should have been sealed before liberation, at least 64 years old. If it was a war seal, it would have been a long time ago. This is the real baby. Unfortunately, there are only three left in 10 wine jars. ”
Yellow Springs stared at three wine jars and said in veins.
“How are we going to allocate it? ”
Tasted the taste of wine, Lu Xiaobu stared at the three bowls and coveted the drip, making him give up it was impossible.
“Two and a half of us, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach, one cockroach. ”
Huang Quan remembered his painful plea in front of Chen Ye, and finally Zhang Xiaoqiang unraveled his circumference. He was heartless and afraid that Zhang Huai 'an would put on his shoes.
“Zhang Huai 'an and Wang Le are halfway to the altar, and the remaining squad leaders and team leaders are distributed equally. ”
“Ha! This sentiment is good, our wine is hidden strictly first, no one tells, just find two altars, they love to believe or not believe. ”
Lu Xiaobumei smiled with a smile. It is the real benefit that falls into his pocket.
“By the way, what's in here? ”
Lu Xiaobu asked Huang Quan pointing to ten large boxes of red wood.
“Who knows if it's gold, silver, jade, jade or anything? ”
Yellow Springs didn't go to see the crates, and the enormous wealth before the end of the life can't even compare to a kilo of white rice.
“Ca..." The lock was broken, the crate cover dusted to the side, the golden brick flowered into everyone's eyes, a crate full of gold bars, and countless neat bars of gold were placed in the crate.
Though not concerned, when so many gold bars appeared in front of him, Yellow Springs held his breath with others, staring at the wealth.
Yellow Springs was the first to go back to God. He turned around and saw the militias and the team staring at the gold, and how long the Halla had flown out of his mouth, he couldn't help but laugh.
“Give you a choice, take whatever you want with the gold, the same thing you don't have today, that is, the gold and the material, you have to choose the same thing, how? ”
Unusual, Yellow Springs made a joke.
When people hear their eyes shine, when they think of the brilliant gold in front of them, they can immediately belong to themselves, and their hearts are hot.
Liu Biao and Ji Yong were among them. They also looked at the gold as a trance. Ji Yong was fine. The environment at home used to be nice. They all ate the best, there was no pressure to survive, and they did not value these things.
Liu Biao was different. Before the end of his life, he was just a small citizen. In order to buy a house for marriage, he carried a mortgage for 30 years. He counted the cheap dishes there all day. The small noodles there had enough weight. He was going crazy thinking about money all day. He saw the gold and heard the promise of Huang Quan. The ghost obsessed himself.
Without waiting for him to stretch out his claws, he was pulled back by Chi Yong. He was pulled back to Liu Biao Yu's eyes. When he saw that it was Chi Yong, he woke up to God. He seemed to think of his previous moves, and was frightened by cold sweat. The identity of gold in the gathering place was not much stronger than that of stone goosebumps. Even the whore/son selling meat did not charge gold.
Ten wooden boxes were broken at once, three of them loaded with gold, six with silver, and the other was just a variety of gold beads to pack. There were also a number of emerald jades. Yellow Springs also saw several jewellery delicacies and water colors far above the jade seeds of the family.
“Lugo, what are you going to do with these things? Throw it in? ”
Yellow Springs raised his chin, pointed at the gold and asked softly.
Lv Xiaobooth shook his head after weighing:
“Gold and jewelry are brought back, anyway, we don't occupy the place, we let Wang Le make a dog card for each of us, ha, gold dog card, interesting. ”
Huang Quan had no objection, moving the boxes and wine out, and the two walked out of the grain store together towards the convoy parked at the entrance of the town.
“I say, do I always feel like I've forgotten something? ”
“Yeah, I was thinking about it, too. What have we forgotten? ”
Yellow Springs and Lu Xiaobu together turned to the half-waisted building complex, the black smoke still persisted.