Ren Xiaosu looked at the packs of broken cigarette cases and felt a little heartbroken. Based on the price of twenty yuan for a cigarette in Wang Fugui's shop, how much are the cigarettes in this shop worth
What's more, Ren Xiaosu roughly estimated that there are at least five or six tobacco shops on this street.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu calculated the prices, thinking that humans before the catastrophe were really rich...
In his haste, Ren Xiaosu didn't realize that tobacco before the catastrophe was not a scarce commodity. Ren Xiaosu turned his head to look at the wine placed on the wall in the back row of the store. The outer packaging boxes of those wines had long since ceased to exist because they were not protected by plastic, and they were all bare wine bottles.
Some wine bottles seemed to be scattered on the ground and shattered due to the earthquake, and some were still on the cabinet, but Ren Xiaosu opened it casually and found that the wine inside was long gone.
I don't know how long it has been since the catastrophe, but all the wine in the wine bottle has evaporated.
Ren Xiaosu muttered: "Didn't the previous winery know how to make the airtightness better?!"
Unbelievingly, he shook the wine bottles that were still in good condition one by one, but the result was that without exception, the wine inside was long gone.
In fact, this kind of wine requires special preservation techniques to reprocess, such as sealing wax, otherwise it is common to have only half a bottle left after 50 years of aging.
Nowadays, the most expensive things in the market town are actually cigarettes, alcohol, and drugs, especially alcohol, which is basically a contraband, but the people in the market town are more pessimistic, and the more prohibited things are, the more valuable they are.
Originally, when Ren Xiaosu saw these shops, he thought he had found a huge treasure, but now he suddenly realized that his previous fantasies were all nonsense.
Time and catastrophe are like a huge knife, cutting off the old and new civilizations at once. Ren Xiaosu said in his heart that this is the case with tobacco and alcohol, let alone drugs.
Just now he saw a pharmacy ready to explore, but now it seems that there is no need to explore.
Ren Xiaosu went to the street and thought about it seriously. Is there anything that has no expiration date? Or can the shelf life be as high as hundreds of years
He suddenly saw a store next to him called Family Planning and Health Care, but Ren Xiaosu didn't go in. After all, in his opinion, this should be a store selling health care products, but no health care products can be kept for so long.
He reconfirmed that the attention of the Qing Consortium was not diverted to him, so he felt relieved again. At this time, Ren Xiaosu could still hear the gunshots outside, which made him very puzzled. Is that experimental subject so powerful
But at this time, he suddenly thought of one thing... Isn't it metal that can last hundreds of years without decay
Ren Xiaosu turned his head suddenly. He heard from Wang Fugui that there were gold shops in the fortress, so there must be one in such a large city!
Ren Xiaosu, who was a little depressed before, regained his fighting spirit!
Gold is still a hard currency these years. Ren Xiaosu once asked Zhang Jinglin curiously, why does it still need gold as a hard currency after the currency issued by the Qing Bank
Zhang Jinglin smiled and answered him: "Because not only Qing's Bank is issuing currency, maybe your currency can still be used on the territory of Qing's consortium, but it cannot be used when it reaches other barriers. At this time, you need a convenient meter." , Things that are convenient for valuation appear to replace the use of paper money.”
In fact, currency is also a method for consortiums to control the refuge barriers. They let people get used to the convenience and speed of paper currency, but they have the final say on how much currency to issue.
This is the real economic lifeblood, one of the foundations of a consortium.
However, Zhang Jinglin explained: "Now because of currency circulation problems, several consortiums have formed a currency management committee. Everyone has strict regulations on currency issuance, so the world will not be in chaos. But everyone is friendly now, who can guarantee that it will remain like this in the future ?”
At this time, Ren Xiaosu recalled Zhang Jinglin's words, and felt that Zhang Jinglin was not simple. No one knew where this school gentleman came from, and he stayed in the market town outside the No. 113 barrier for many years.
Ren Xiaosu made up his mind to take a good look at Zhang Jinglin when he went back this time.
He explored farther away from the Qing's consortium, trying to find such an existence as a gold store. If there is a gold store left behind, wouldn't he be prosperous
…
In the backyard of the Jizhen School, Zhang Jinglin had just returned to the yard after a day's class. He saw Yan Liuyuan who had walked out of the house and was basking in the sun and said with a smile, "It's almost done, isn't it?"
"Well," Yan Liuyuan nodded and smiled, "Thank you sir and sister Xiaoyu for taking care of me during this time."
At this time, Yan Liuyuan was in a particularly good mood, but it was not because of his illness, but because he knew that since his illness had not deteriorated, it meant that Ren Xiaosu could not use "luck" much, that is to say, Ren Xiaosu did not No real danger was encountered.
Sister Xiaoyu walked in from the outside with a basket on her shoulders. When she saw Yan Liuyuan, she was pleasantly surprised: "Liuyuan, have you recovered? Come in quickly, and don't be blown by the cold wind."
Yan Liuyuan smiled cutely: "Sister Xiaoyu, I'm fine, don't worry, what shall we have for dinner tonight?"
"I'll scramble eggs and green vegetables for you," Sister Xiaoyu said with a smile, "I just went to the market town and cut some fat meat. I can boil oil for you to stir-fry vegetables, so that you can taste the meat."
"Okay," Yan Liuyuan agreed, but he said while walking out, "I'll go out for a while, and I'll definitely be back before dark!"
Sister Xiaoyu just wanted to stop him, but when she turned around, Yan Liuyuan had disappeared.
She stood worriedly at the school gate and waited. Zhang Jinglin thought to himself, "Aren't you going to cook just now? How long have you been waiting?" But he was too embarrassed to say...
From Zhang Jinglin's point of view, Ren Xiaosu and Yan Liuyuan, the older and younger brothers, are not the ones who can suffer casually. After they go out, they should worry about others.
Just now, Zhang Jinglin clearly saw Yan Liuyuan hiding the kitchen knife in his arms. Who do you think will bring a kitchen knife when going out? Could this be the child of a decent family
But Yan Liuyuan came back before dark, neither Zhang Jinglin nor Sister Xiaoyu knew where Yan Liuyuan had gone, and he didn't say anything when asked, just smiled and moved the topic to other places.
There are three rooms in the backyard of the school, but one is the kitchen, the other is where Zhang Jinglin lives, and the other is the room of Yan Liuyuan and Sister Xiaoyu.
At night, Sister Xiaoyu would make the bed for Yan Liuyuan, and she would sleep on the floor on the floor. It was almost winter and the ground was very cold, but Sister Xiaoyu never said anything.
After turning off the kerosene lamp, Miss Xiaoyu suddenly asked Yan Liuyuan, "Do you think your brother is safe now?"
Yan Liuyuan said with a smile: "It must be safe, don't worry."
Miss Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, she didn't know why Yan Liuyuan was so determined.