After the answer was correct, the child Pan Ziqian had nothing to do, so after saying hello to his family, he went to the market in the outer area.
I thought that there should not be many people in the market in the first year of junior high school, but the result was a little bit beyond Pan Ziqian's imagination.
Although people are not as bustling as usual, but they feel that there is no such thing as a bird.
Seeing Pan Ziqian's arrival, Wang Er, who was sitting on the bricks in a straw-wrapped coat, immediately stood up, "Hey, brothers are here! Why don't you stay at home for the Chinese New Year!"
Hearing Wang Er's words, Pan Ziqian said with a smile, "Isn't this just idle? By the way, I didn't come empty-handed. See if I am interesting! I specially picked the biggest apple for you."
Taking the apple from Pan Ziqian's hand, Wang Er smiled, "Interesting, brother, speaking of it, I haven't eaten an apple for a long time." While talking, he put the apple into his pocket.
"There is news about the ewe you asked me to get. If there is no accident, the sheep should be there in three days, but I have to remind you of something."
Seeing Wang Er's serious face when he said this, Pan Ziqian asked with some doubts, "What's the matter!"
Hearing Pan Ziqian's question, Wang Er was not vague, "You people staying in the inner zone may not know the situation in the outer zone. A few days ago, almost a thousand people came in from the base. Think about it, so many open mouths. Waiting to eat, and there is so much food, the price of food will definitely skyrocket by then. If you still have rice in your family, listen to me and change it to cornmeal early. I don’t want to change it until later. People change with you."
Knowing that Wang Er is really good for their family, he will remind him, so Pan Ziqian said with sincerity, "Brother Wang, thank you. If you need my help in the future, please speak up, as long as I can help. Yes, Ken's definition is indispensable."
Hearing what Pan Ziqian said, Wang Er smiled and nodded.
When Pan Ziqian returned home, Pan Ning had just finished his sixth meal of the day.
Seeing his younger brother in a hurry, Pan Ning asked with some doubts, "Why is it all the same? What happened?"
Hearing his old sister's question, Pan Ziqian immediately talked to Pan Ning about the ins and outs of the matter.
"Wang Er must have heard something to remind you. After all, their small vendors have a lot of gossip. By the way, how much rice and white noodles are left in our family. Have you ever counted it?"
Hearing what his old sister said, Pan Ziqian said immediately, "I went to the basement as soon as I came back. There are eight bags of rice left in our house, one bag of millet, and two bags of white noodles."
"Well, then take out a bag of rice and replace it with cornmeal. Also, this must be done secretly, don't fantasize, you think! When other people still eat cornmeal, our family still has rice. This is not Do you deliberately pull hatred?"
Pan Ning's words made Pan Ziqian nod repeatedly.
Watching Pan Ziqian leave, Pan Ning fell into contemplation.
She had thought that the base would not expand so quickly, after all, there were many large and small surviving bases around, but now it seems that she is thinking too much.
In order not to attract the firepower of the people around, it seems that their family will have to keep a low profile in the future.
Don’t say anything else, meat on the dinner table! Certain things like rice can no longer appear. If they are seen by others, they will definitely be a problem again. As for vegetables, I don’t worry about it. After all, a lot of them have been sent to their homes from the base before, plus Pan Ziqian’s abilities. , Even if those people want to go to Xia Bibi, they can't find a reason to say it.
Pan Ziqian's speed was very fast. With the help of Ren Qiang's guards, the two of them exchanged four hundred catties of cornmeal.
One catty of rice is exchanged for eight catties of cornmeal. I have to say that this conversion ratio is still much lower than before. Before, one catty of rice was replaced by ten catties of cornmeal.
It was also at this time that Pan Ziqian learned from Wang Er's mouth that they had just walked away with their front feet, and the conversion ratio of their hind feet had changed again. One catty of rice could be exchanged for six catties of cornmeal.
In other words, if Pan Ziqian hesitated for a while, the cornmeal he got would be a hundred kilograms less than it is now.
Thinking of this, Pan Ziqian was really terrified. After all, he was thinking about dragging it back and looking at the market.
Fortunately, he made a decisive decision at the time, otherwise his intestines would probably be regretted at this time.
When the cornmeal was in hand, Pan Ning immediately asked her dad to make her own cornmeal pastry.
Of course, Pan Ning did not forget Bairu's family while eating at her own home.
Originally, Pan Ning wanted to take Bairu and his family for a replacement. However, considering that Bairu and his family did not have much food, and Bairu still had a child who wanted milk, Pan Ning decided to give Bairu their family. Send ready-made cornmeal.
Facts have proved that sometimes the gossip is quite reliable, and it has not been a week since Pan Ning and his sheep got their hands, the cornmeal on the market has already been fried to 50 zombie crystal nuclei per catty.
Pan Ning was stunned when he heard the price. After all, the speculation was a bit too much!
Even if a normal person goes to beat the zombies for a day, it is impossible to hit 50! Ability users are fine, but how many can there be.
Although it was sighing, Pan Ning just sighed.
After all, she is an ordinary small citizen, and it would be good for her family to live well in the last days. Saving the world has always been the exclusive property of the protagonist, and she does not intend to be the forerunner.
Although it shows that Pan Ning and his family eat cornmeal, privately, Zhang Mingyu and Pan Mingchang are secretly making other delicious foods for Pan Ning to nourish.
After all, Pan Ning is currently in a special physical condition. If the confinement is not done well, he may suffer from the old illness of his life in the future.
Just after Pan Ning had eaten today’s third confinement meal, she heard her father shout downstairs, "Lao Zhang, Sister Sun is here, you come down quickly."
Hearing what his old man said, Zhang Mingyu hurriedly went downstairs after clearing the dishes.
Faced with this situation, Pan Ning was very calm, because this aunt Sun also liked to come to their house to chat with her mother.
After eating, Dabao and Xiaobao tucked the quilt again, and Pan Ning fell asleep in a daze on the bed.
To be honest, in Pan Ning's confinement, apart from eating, only sleeping is a matter of business.
In other people's confinement, the nursing child may still be sluggish, but Pan Ning not only is not sluggish, but also fatter.
Originally, Pan Ning wanted to start losing weight from confinement, but was stopped by her mother.
Pan Ning had no choice but to give up the plan to lose weight at this time.
"Anyway, fat in the confinement, no one else can see it," Pan Ning deceived and comforted himself.