Lu Ziming ignored the words behind the man. Just now he noticed that there were many maintenance tools behind the man. He was worried. He thought that if he left the base, he couldn't walk home, and the transportation tools were inevitable. But he couldn't repair the car. What if he broke down on the road, he thought of asking the man's career.
There are many abandoned vehicles on the apocalyptic Road, but not every car can be used. Moreover, after such a long time, many parts have aged. It is very convenient to bring a repairman around.
"Can you repair cars? I'm talking about any kind of abandoned vehicles on the road. To be honest, if I find you lying, I'll make your life worse than death!"
The man's eyes radiated light, nodded like a chicken pecking rice and said, "yes, I've learned car repair before. Now I don't have many tools. As long as it's not the most expensive car, I can repair it. Sir, what do you want me to do?"
Lu Ziming thought for a moment and didn't completely believe what he said, but now there was no way to prove that what he said was false. He had to first say, "OK! I believe what you said for the time being. Later, you go to row 164 on the second floor and find me. I'll give you some food, but it's not charity. It's asking you to do things for me. As for what you do, wait until you go.".
When a man hears that there is food, there is no reason why he doesn't agree. The base provides two meals a day, but each meal is porridge that can show the human figure. Sooner or later, he will starve to death.
"Sir, is what you said true? As long as there is food, even if I'm asked to kill the zombie, I'll give it up."
If these people were not forced to hurry, they would not kill zombies, but now they are so sick that the army will not want them.
"Do I seem to be lying?"
The man was afraid that Lu Ziming would repent. He waved his hand and said, "no, no, sir, how can you deceive us dying people?"
Lu Ziming was too lazy to talk to the man and continued to wander around. He had a new plan in his heart. It was inconvenient to say something in front of the soldiers behind him.
"Xiaosi, do you like this dress?" Xiaosi is wearing an adult dress. In the last world, clothes are mainly to cover the body and keep warm, and the appearance is secondary. Xiaosi's clothes look a little like singing, loose and somewhat nondescript.
Xiao Si nodded and held a princess skirt in his arms.
The stall owner reached out and said with both hands, "10 bags of biscuits or 3 kg of rice is also enough. Your sister looks more beautiful in this dress...".
After turning around countless stalls, Lu Ziming had basically understood the price here. He deliberately touched it from his arms, took out a "Wutaishan" brand cigarette, threw two packs to the stall owner and said, "you can't change two packs of cigarettes for your clothes.".
The stall owner looked at the two extra packs of cigarettes in his hand, stared at the remaining packs of cigarettes in Lu Ziming's hand, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and suppressed the impulse of robbery. The children's clothes that can't be sold for 800 years have sold at a sky high price, and the excitement on his face is obvious. "Enough, sir, look what else you need. I still have many clothes here, adult, women and children. Buy more for your sister!"
Lu Ziming had no time to grind his teeth with the stall owner. When he went outside, he found a children's clothing store and had all kinds of clothes. In Jincheng base, I was in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare any clothes for Xiaosi. When I got to the underground base, I felt something wrong.
Lao Qian glared at the stall owner behind him, picked up some pants from the ground and said, "you profiteer, two packs of cigarettes are cheap for you, and add some pants". Whether the stall owner agrees or not, he caught up with Lu Ziming who has gone far.
Since others saw the cigarettes in their hands, they simply divided a package and said, "those who like smoking can stay, and those who don't like smoking can exchange other things".
Several people behind him quickly complimented Lu Ziming and said: righteousness.
The group walked to the connecting point of the central passage, which is more like a small underground square. The mermaid and dragon in it are mixed, and the Hawking statement is a few decibels higher.
"Sir, this is the best Yunnan Baiyao. It's already the jumping price for a box of 5 kilograms of rice..."
"Sir, this is the finger pulled by the prince of the Qing Dynasty. The top lanolin jade material, 10 kilograms of rice, will be sold to you. Don't go! Let's discuss and discuss..."
"Sir, look at this girl. She's smart, big eyes, small mouth and strong chest. She's only 16 years old this year. She's still a young girl. She's diligent, carries water and can cook and wash everything. 30 kg of rice... 25 kg is OK... 20 kg can't be lower."
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There is no shortage of food in the underground base. The construction time of the base is not short, but the designer obviously did not realize the seriousness of the problem. In addition, the unrest in Jincheng base has been continuous, and the construction of the underground base has been delayed. In the initial stage, it is planned to design an underground base with 100000 people, but when the second wave of zombies breaks out, the underground base can only live more than 50000 people.
Now the underground base is crowded with nearly 90000 people. The pressure of survival is not ordinary. There is insufficient food preparation, so we have to reduce the supply. Even soldiers can only have a quota of one kilogram of food a day, and there is no oil and water. They eat with pickles and turnips. The living conditions of ordinary people can be imagined.
In fact, those who can follow the army into the underground base have good conditions in Jincheng base, and ordinary people with poor conditions have been abandoned by the army. However, what these people did not expect is that the former middle and upper levels have become the lowest level today, and they can't adapt to the rapid change.
"Platoon leader Lu, there is a fragrance garden in front. Sister Xiangxiang in it is called a Shuiling. If you can see it, it's worth dying..." the shrimp licked his lips.
"Platoon leader Lu, don't listen to shrimp. Sister Xiangxiang won't show her face easily. No one has seen what she looks like. If she wants to see one side, she can't even get in the door without 100 kg of rice. Many dandies stay inside all day and dare not say they can kiss Fangze."
Lu Ziming shook his head. How many people can be saved by 100 kg of rice? Is she made of gold? It's obviously hanging the appetite of Childe and rich people.
The fragrance garden is different from Lu Ziming's imagination. To put it bluntly, it is an open brothel, occupying a large cave. At the door, there are four bodyguards with * * * * upper bodies, holding military submachine guns in their arms, with the momentum of no admittance.
Around the gate of the fragrance garden, there are many roles equivalent to street women, but now they are not heavily made up, but plain faced, waiting for benefactors to come. There are also some wretched turtle males who walk among these street women and always sell their resources.
"Come on, don't look. Do you have money?"
When Lu Ziming was about to turn around and leave, a woman suddenly ran out of the corner, hugged Lu Ziming's arm and said, "brother Lu, it's me! Adita and David, do you remember?"