Apocalypse Cockroach

The next morning, the sky had just cleared up. The exchange point at the camp site was already a sea of people. More people appeared on the day than yesterday. Most of them were concentrated on small exchange points. There were also a number of medium exchange points. None of the large exchange points, as if they had been discussed beforehand, nobody was willing to be the first bird. They preferred a little change of small to not be remembered by the camp.

Zhang Huai 'an and Wang Lelu Xiaobu looked at the dense crowd ahead and frowned. It would take time to recruit people or build rafts that could hold food, but yesterday, the scattered exchange of eyes made the camp save half of the food, or, without a large exchange, if someone suddenly extracted large sums today, they really did not know what to do.

After eating too early to hide, the exchange points gradually entered the staff. They placed a large wooden sign on the table, which read 9: 30 to exchange, and then entered the field with a rifle guard, while guarding, and pushed countless bags of rice with food to accumulate at the pound.

Time went by, neither of the exchangers spoke or made a noise, waiting for the official exchange to begin, looking at the countless people holding rice tickets, Zhang Huaian's throat was a little dry, in the afternoon to prepare the raft for food delivery, they had to survive today, otherwise before the food had arrived, the next upset.

When the sun officially radiated hot, the exchange began, the quiet scene was like a hot oil pan splashed with cool water, the noise, the crowd lined up in long lines, the foot pointing at the food bags accumulated in front, and the hearts stared at the speed and frequency of transporting food out of the camp.

“I want 20 tons..."

A loud drink shook the entire field, people quietly turned their heads and looked at the man who shouted to exchange 20 tons, more than three tons, even if it was a large exchange, 20 tons is a large amount of money.

The shouting man was not very old, he had a murderous face, naked and green skin, and more than a dozen horizontal and horizontal scars on his head added a certain amount of momentum to him. As he looked to his right, the scar seemed to survive.

He followed more than a dozen men with knives and sticks. Of course, the sticks of these men were honestly put aside, and they didn't even dare point the blade towards the camp. Behind them, more than a hundred people pushed their cars, carrying flat loads, seemed ready to move.

Forty large rice tickets of 1 kilogram sturdy fell on the large exchange point, a fierce man posturing, leaning his head and weighing four down, just a flash of fear in his eyes and the occasional cramps in his calf stomach, proving that this man was not as fierce as he had behaved.

The staff at the exchange point looked at the 40 pieces of rice stamped with steel on the desktop, engraved with serial numbers, and turned to Zhang Huai 'an. Zhang Huai 'an stared blackly at the guy who was going to change rice. He hesitated for three or two seconds and took a hard look and explained to Wang Le around him:

“Go see if there's a problem with the rice ticket. As long as there's a problem, I'll peel his..."

The man did not know that he had inadvertently made the first bird, he was one of the new emerging forces, the capital in his hand was small, too young to withstand the anxiety in his heart, came to exchange 20 tons of rice, his rice ticket was fine, but opened a head for the other small forces, and people came to exchange it.

More and more people are changing, Zhang Huai 'an's face is getting darker and the reserve food in the camp continues to decrease. Before the afternoon, they are afraid that even the food for dinner will be changed out.

Time went by, Zhang Huai 'an and Huang Tingwei almost counted seconds to the end of the exchange at 11: 30. Zhang Huai 'an's underwear was already all sweaty, not hot, was in a hurry, he was already panicking. According to this situation, he didn't have to reach 15: 00, I'm afraid his food would run out in less than half an hour.

“What do you say...? Our grain is already at the bottom, the people who just managed the grain bin reported that our rice is less than 10 tons away, but corn is still bad, do they use corn as rice? ”

Zhang Huai 'an was also anxious to come up with a solution that was not a solution. He blamed himself inside. After the corn had been transported back earlier, he used corn as emergency food. He pressed it on the bottom of the warehouse. Who wants to eat corn? I didn't know this was going to happen, and if it wasn't handled well, I'm afraid all the plots would go away.

“Why don't... I'll go find Liu Zhenghua and get him ready, and then I'll forcibly disperse him..."

Huang Tingwei also panicked, he could not become rice, the only thing I can think of is to borrow a knife to kill people, let Liu Zhenghua come forward, transfer the anger of all people to Liu Zhenghua, with the threat of Liu Zhenghua to buy them time, carry rice night after night, and start freely exchanging in the morning, that is, they only need an hour.

“No... Liu Zhenghua already said that as long as the food is fine, he will be fine, because he will not help us to compress the entire gathering place, so we can only rely on ourselves. ”

Zhang Huai 'an has always liked to think about the worst results. There are still 10 tons of rice and more than 100 tons of corn in the camp. It's really not possible. He traded two pounds for one pound. How can he survive today? Although it will be taken advantage of, it will stabilize people's hearts and minds. You know that without a base gas, who dares to use two pounds of grain and one pound of grain?

“Why don't we start looking for people now, three kilos of rice a day, and we'll give them rice tickets first... which I didn't say...”

Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but penetrate his mouth. The two words of the rice ticket said that everyone else was angry with him. He only thought that it seemed that the waste paper in the rice ticket was only one line short, and now he could only give food to eat in his stomach.

“Go... you find someone, three kilos of corn a day each, drag the corn out, we give the corn first, they take a bath and change their clothes, prefer to wait for the boat, don't let the boat wait for people...”

Zhang Huai 'an can only come up with this is not a solution, hope to use corn to distract those people, drag them past today, Zhang Huai 'an's corn just put out, Zhang Xiaotian with a speaker to hire at the scene, not to mention that people really come here, are poor people with small rice tickets, they own rice tickets only three or four kilograms, don't know how long to wait in line, what are the readily available pleasures not to do?

Hundreds of people scattered. Zhang Xiaotian stood in front of them. Zhang Xiaotian said he would take them to Lake Heart Island to move food. Although it was meant for temporary workers, people in the distance also heard it. Seeing that the camp appeared to have a very strong background, some people could not stand up to the heat, first to see the liveliness, but most people still stood in place, waiting to be exchanged. After all, no one saw Lake Heart Island food with their own eyes.

Seeing more than a dozen people withdraw from the exchange and Huang Tingwei's eyes shine, he came up with a wonderful way to make people feel comfortable.

“Ok!!! This is a good solution, that's it, you arrange for someone to go to Lake Heart Island right away, everything you need is your number one goal, as long as this is a good solution, cockroach brother will come back to give you credit..."

Zhang Huai 'an heard Huang Tingwei's method, he was pleased with the eyebrows. With this method, coupled with the food support returned, no one doubted that they had no food.

Huang Tingwei turned around to do his big thing, Zhang Huai 'an instructed the people below to use a forklift to move all the corn out, put the code at the entrance of the camp, put thousands of sacks neatly together, and see that it was spectacular, while also relieving the midday hot fire exchangers.

“Old Zhang... beware... we have received fake food stamps...”