Natural disasters are coming: the space is busy with stockpiling and farming

Chapter 142 Don’t meddle in other people’s business

The cold wind squeezed into the house through the gaps, while Jiang Sheng was making gestures on the small blackboard in the store.

[One white flour steamed bun with two first-grade crystal cores, and a plate of pickled cucumbers as a bonus.

A bowl of white porridge with a first-grade crystal core, and a stack of pickled radish as a gift.]

On the first day of opening, she didn't plan to sell too many obtrusive foods, so she only wrote these four types of foods on the small blackboard.

The blackboard was hung outside the door, instantly catching everyone's attention. It seemed like it had taken root on its feet, and it was impossible to move even half a step.

Su Chen, Luobo and others stood outside the store, feeling a little headache as more and more people gathered around them.

There are too many people, and a small store cannot accommodate so many customers.

Jiang Sheng didn't make any preparations, she just took out what everyone wanted from the space.

If you place the food directly in the store, it will easily be robbed by many people, and the order will be too chaotic to control.

Furthermore, the originally hot steamed buns and white porridge were placed directly outside, and they lost their taste when the cold wind blew. It would be better to eat them now.

There are not too many empty seats in the store. The first floor can accommodate 70 people and the second floor can accommodate 90 people.

However, Jiangsheng also supports takeaway services, so you don’t have to worry about the store being too crowded.

The queuing areas are surrounded by cordons, which can greatly improve efficiency.

More and more people are queuing outside the door, and their fiery eyes want to penetrate the store door.

As everyone waited anxiously, Jiang Sheng finally gently opened the store door: "Open for business."

Everyone no longer suppressed their emotions and rushed into the store crazily and came to the ordering counter.

"Mr. Base, are the prices the same as outside?"

"What kind of steamed buns and pickles are they? Why didn't I see them?"

"Yes, base commander, I am a smell evolver, why don't I smell the aroma?"

Questions were thrown at Jiang Sheng one after another, making her feel dizzy.

"Everyone can just order, everything is ready."

The first person in the queue was a middle-aged man with silver-white hair, and he was carrying the bamboo charcoal he had just bought on his shoulders.

"Bring me two steamed buns!"

A first-level crystal core was taken out from his pocket and fell into the entrance of the iron box placed by Jiang Sheng.

The next moment, two white-faced steamed buns the size of an adult man's fist appeared on the table.

The soft, white and tender steamed buns are still steaming, and there is a plate of pickled cucumbers on the side, with a little chili powder scattered on it, which makes it even more tempting.

Looking at the pure white steamed buns in front of him in disbelief, the man actually didn't dare to reach out.

There were constant urging sounds behind him, so he shakily picked up the steamed buns and pickles and found a seat to sit down.

The transaction was very fast, and everyone drank sticky white porridge, nibbled on white-flour steamed buns, and chewed on crispy radishes or cucumbers.

There was no other sound in the room except the exchange of orders, and even the sound of chewing became cautious.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear many soft sobs.

How long has it been since I’ve had such thick white porridge? How long has it been since I’ve eaten steamed buns made from pure white flour?

How long has it been since I tasted such a variety of pickles?

When the apocalypse comes, who will survive by chewing tree bark?

There are delicious foods that few ordinary people are willing to swallow in their stomachs. These can be exchanged for crystal cores. Being able to barely satisfy one's hunger can be regarded as a carefree life.

He swallowed the steamed buns in large gulps, his cheeks were bulging, and the food in front of him was quickly robbed.

However, the queue did not get shorter at all. On the contrary, more people who had eaten were queuing up again, planning to buy one for their family and friends.

All the food made by the food machine was in line with everyone's taste, no one had any objections, and everyone was extremely happy to eat.

Su Chen and others maintained order outside the door and did not allow anyone to jump in line. The people at the end of the line felt much less resentful.

Jiang Sheng looked at the crystal nuclei that kept falling into the iron box, and the villain in his heart kept shouting: "It's coming!"

If you sell the things in the space, you will always make a sure profit, and the profit will be multiple times.

Steamed buns and porridge are the most common foods in everyone's memory, but now they are as fascinating as delicacies that are hard to find.

In the apocalypse of cannibalism, being full is a kind of happiness, and eating delicious food is even greater happiness.

"What are you doing! Let go!"

The hoarse and dry voice roared feebly, but Su Chen instantly noticed it.

He winked at Su Cheng and ran directly towards the place where the sound originated.

A group of social youths were snatching the steamed buns from the hands of a stumbling old lady, and stuffing them into their mouths without giving others any chance to resist.

"Don't eat it! Don't eat it! This is for my granddaughter! Stop eating it!"

The old lady's eyes were so dim that she could not clearly see the appearance of the demons in front of her, but the clear sound of chewing kept filling her ears.

Someone saw Su Chen's figure and wanted to run, but was blocked by a transparent barrier and could not escape no matter what.

"What are you doing! Let us go!"

A full five men were trapped in the mental barrier, frantically beating the invisible cage in front of them, but they couldn't shake it at all.

They were still chewing the delicious steamed buns in their mouths, and their eyes were full of paranoid and rebellious thoughts. No matter how they disguised themselves, they could not hide their sinful hearts.

Su Chen understood that they were all excellent negative teaching materials, so he did not deal with it immediately, but gently helped the old lady on the ground up.

"I'll take you to the base director, and they will get the compensation they deserve."

The old lady stood up tremblingly, but refused to go with Su Chen to see Jiang Sheng.

She knew in her heart that once these people were punished, she would definitely be retaliated wildly.

How could she, an old lady, offend this group of desperadoes in the apocalypse? She might as well have suffered the loss of being dumb.

Gently brushing Su Chen's hand away, the old lady bent her waist and slowly disappeared into the cold wind.

The young men trapped in the barrier became proud: "You see, she doesn't feel wronged, why are you meddling in her own business?"

Su Chen would not care about these people who were inferior to pigs and dogs. The barrier instantly compressed and they were soon squeezed into a ball of meat. They could only breathe hard in the narrow gap.

The barrier flew up gently like a hydrogen balloon, and everyone in the base stared at the group of people floating in the air with wide eyes, a little unbelievable.

What kind of power is this?

Flying type?

But looking at their embarrassed appearance, it doesn't look like that.

After leading them through the surging crowd, Su Chen threw them to the ground.

"They must have gotten used to sneaking around in the base, and they even started robbing people of steamed buns on their way home.

If you are still unrepentant after being caught by me, you should try to teach them a lesson."

The young men, who were only 15 or 16 years old, became furious after listening to Su Chen's words, spitting dirty words that were difficult to hear.

Jiang Sheng had a headache from the noise: "Tell them to shut up."

Su Chen's consciousness shifted slightly, and the transparent barrier instantly stuck to their mouths, making them unable to make even a sound.

Friends, I failed to advance to the finals, with a score of 39.4.

One more chapter today, tomorrow’s chapter may be posted later, sorry.

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