At this time, they were embarrassed and had no seeds. They were so regretful that they rushed to the lake and uprooted the flourishing nursery in the camp. They allowed others to get the hope they could not get.
It seems that God is still looking for the camp. Overnight, there is seed trading in the market at the entrance of the camp. It's like desert travelers dying of thirst get the sweetest dew drops. Their past extravagance is all restrained. They won't ask for luxury cigarettes and wine. Women's entreaties can't move their hearts. Can cosmetics be used as food?
For the first reclamation, the waiting before harvest is the most urgent. It's not enough to watch the green seedlings come out of the ground and squat in the field every day. The seedlings are like his children. He is waiting for their growth. He wants to pour his own efforts into them. That's his hope.
It's not just one person's hope, but all people's hope. The poor people who were driven out of their huts sleep in the fields. Maybe they sleep in their former nest. They are driven out of their homes, but they get jobs. Are they waiting in the nest to die of starvation, or do they get a chance to live? There are no nail households here. They are afraid that others will not want their nest.
Today is a new day. It's also a day of hope for those busy people in the fields. They get today's breakfast, a piece of rice cut into four squares, with their right hand holding it and their left hand carrying it. They do it on the ridges of the fields and eat their only meal of the day carefully.
The rice is just a little more than two Liang. They count the grains of rice. Every grain of rice is precious. They can't eat enough. Compared with the panic in their stomach before, they can't wait to nibble at the mud. It's very good. At least, they don't have to worry that Mo's body will be thrown into the river one day to rot and wash.
These people eat very carefully. On the outskirts of their distant fields, some thin and thin people wander like ghosts on the rough white boundary line. The boundary line is sprinkled with lime, which is more than 30 cm wide and encircles the whole field. The white lime line is dotted with other colors.
There are some black browns in the white. The black Browns are all piece by piece, irregular and uneven. The whole ring line has a three meter high barbed wire fence. The barbed wire fence is covered with iron boxes. Sometimes the breeze blows, making the iron boxes jingle.
Armed men with rifles are patrolling in the fields. Every time there is a sound, they will raise their rifles to check carefully. What they are warning about are those who can't grow in the fields and can only wait to die of starvation. When they are hungry, they will try their best to rush in and eat all the green things they see, The marks on the lime line were made by their blood.
These cool guys may be some elites before the end of the world. They have the knowledge of remote ordinary people and rich operation experience. They can easily make a planning draft or do a multi million project at will. Here, they are nothing. Their white-collar career can not give them more commanding heights, Living above ordinary people, maybe they are not as good as ordinary people. At least ordinary people know common sense, but they don't even know it.
It's not easy for these people to live until now. When others are desperate, they don't want to do anything else. They wait to be starved to death together. When others have hope and they are still desperate, their despair turns into a desire to destroy everything.
Unfortunately, they can't even be destroyed. Apart from their resentment all day long, they can only wait to starve to death, or rush into the lime line and be killed.
They know it's useless to linger here. When they look at those green nurseries, their stomach will twitch even more, even their intestines will break. It's an unimaginable suffering. People will go crazy in this suffering. What dignity, what humanity, what etiquette and quality are all hell.
They are also a group of people with strong will. They haven't given up yet, they are still sticking to it. They are struggling in this despairing world. Maybe even they don't know why they are sticking to it. They have worked hard. No matter what chance they have, they have devoted themselves to it. Unfortunately, their efforts have not been successful.
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Heavy machine guns didn't fire at them, the door opened, and a fully armed team member got under the car and looked at them with his chin up, as if looking at the group of people was worthless.
The scene was silent. All the people stood in front of the car honestly. They tried to look energetic. In their hearts, this may not be an opportunity."Who went to college..."
As soon as the voice fell, a dozen men raised their hands together.
"Who got a higher degree or stayed in school?"
As before, all the men raised their hands.
The team members are hesitant. He is a technical secondary school student. Do you know if they have real talents?
"Who has a doctorate?"
This time, no one raised his hand, none of them. The team nodded with satisfaction. If anyone raised his hand, he would ask who is an academician of the Academy of Sciences.
A plastic bag was thrown at the men's feet, and two pieces of dry wrinkled and burnt dough rolled out and stopped in circles on the earth. The men looked at the food on the ground together, and there was only food in their eyes, and they couldn't see the rest. If it wasn't for their willpower to pull them at the last moment, they would have rushed up and looted.
"Each of you should go to the lake camp to write a book and write down all the knowledge you know. This knowledge can be exchanged for food and food for your survival."
The military vehicle raised a burst of dust and turned to leave. The men could no longer control the roar of wild animals. They rushed to the ground and grabbed the flour cakes and mud to their mouths···········
A movement of the camp caused another disturbance in the gathering place. The market area expanded and a long bungalow was built with plenty of light inside, There are rows of tables and chairs, boxes of paper manuscripts, and rows of bookshelves.
A house opened into a facade to buy, the facade only buy a commodity, books. Not all books are required, professional books and books on various basic subjects, as well as various technical books. The purchase price is not low. A book is approved and can be exchanged for at least five kilograms of rice.
It doesn't matter if you don't have books. As long as you remember your major, you will get a job as a writer. They sit in a bright room and slowly write out what they have learned with paper and pen. After finishing and summarizing, they will make a separate book.
These people may be very tired, or they may scratch their scalp to recall something that has a mark on their heart, but they can't grasp it. What's more, they are rejected because of the repetition of the narration. At least they can have enough to eat. The camp is not stingy for them. A bowl of corn rice cooked with salt water is a peerless delicacy in their hearts.
Among these people, the scholars who used to hide at home and study took advantage of it. They reorganized some knowledge at will and put it together into a book. The books that might have been neglected before can now be exchanged for ten Jin rice tickets, which means that they still get nothing. When they write books, food is provided free of charge.
The people in the gathering place can't understand it. They don't know why the camp is acting silly again. If they want to talk about books, they don't have to find a school. They don't have a lot of books. Do they want to exchange them with food?
The more books there are, the more rice tickets will be sent out. Rice tickets can not only be exchanged for rice, but also for various materials, such as clothes, shoes and socks, daily necessities and solar notebook.
One scholar gritted his teeth and exchanged 30 Jin rice tickets for a notebook. The speed of writing books accelerated rapidly, and then printed them out through a printer. The profits made him laugh. In this way, the circulation of rice tickets relatively led to the development of the market. Some small forces also began to exchange their own grain for rice tickets to buy some of the commodities they liked, The camp is slowly eroding the economy of the gathering place.
However, whether it's rice tickets or anything else, it's a loss to buy books and recruit writers. The food Huang Quan managed to get back is rapidly consumed, which makes Zhang Huai'an feel painful