Chapter 1670 Begging singer, I have important information!

Commercial district.

Lao Mazi and others stood at the intersection of the street, with people coming and going around, some going in and some coming out.

"Let's go, we'll go in and take you to buy food." Lao Mazi said to Xu Feng and others.

"Okay." Xu Feng nodded.

Lao Mazi led Xu Feng and others into the commercial district, and everything in the commercial district seemed new to Xu Feng and others.

It has been six years since the end of the world, and they have never seen such a place.

They couldn't even imagine the existence of such a place, with a constant flow of people, people queuing to buy items, and even shops such as barber shops, bars, restaurants, and car repair shops.

This is almost the same as before the end of the world.

Xu Feng and others were in it, as if they had traveled back to the days before the end of the world.

In the days before the end of the world, there was no need to worry about zombies, natural disasters, or death in the next second.

Looking at everything in the commercial district, Zhang Shuzhen couldn't help but shed tears.

All this moved her so much.

She didn't expect to see such a scene in her lifetime, and such a scene only appeared in her dreams.

But now, it appeared in front of her.

Silent tears dripped down.

Li Da, Xu Feng and others who were walking in front did not notice it, but Wang Fang who was walking side by side with her saw it.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Fang saw her crying and asked worriedly.

Zhang Shuzhen choked and said:

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just too moved."

Wang Fang sighed and said nothing after hearing this.

After experiencing so many hardships, suddenly arriving at a safe place like the trading market will indeed cause drastic changes in emotions.

Along the way, Xu Feng observed everywhere and asked Lao Mazi some questions from time to time.

"Brother Ma, who owns the shops here?"

"Some are officially operated, and some are opened by the survivors themselves, such as the Water Dragon Club bar, which is the business of the Water Dragon Club."

"Brother Ma, what is this Tingfenglou for?"

"Well, this is a place for you to be happy, but the consumption inside is very expensive. I will introduce you to other channels that are more cost-effective."

Xu Feng understood immediately, smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"Forget it, we can't guarantee food and clothing now."

He used to be a person who had no worries about food and drink, and his family had a mine, but the end of the world made him reborn, without those bad habits before, and understood responsibility and commitment.

He also learned to cherish everything he has now.

Old Mazi smiled and said:

"Keep warm and think about lust, you will know after a while, hehe."

As they walked and talked, they finally arrived at the center of the street.

In the center, there was a man holding a microphone and singing.

"Why does this person look so familiar? He seems to be a star before the end of the world."

"Not really, he doesn't look like him at all."

"He really looks like him."

The middle-aged man was singing with a hat next to him, which looked like a street singer.

However, no matter how hard the man sang, no one threw anything into his hat.

Not even half a tortilla.

It's the end of the world. Some people chase stars, but they just want the bodies of female stars.

How can they chase male stars?

People in the end of the world are extremely realistic.

Either you can solve my food and clothing problems, or solve my lower body problems.

Xu Feng and his friends just took a look and passed by.

They didn't stop to watch. They didn't know whether they could stay in the trading market, let alone care about others.

Soon.

They arrived at Shop No. 2 in the commercial district.

Shop No. 2 had the most people, and there were queues of more than ten meters at the five windows.

People even lined up to the door of other people's shops.

"Here we are. You can buy tortillas here." Old Mazi led them to the shortest line.

"Okay. Brother Ma, how much is the food in this trading market? Where do they get their food from?" Xu Feng asked.

Old Mazi hooked his lips towards Shop No. 2, "0.25 points for a tortilla, and 0.3 points for a grain tortilla. This thing is very solid, and one piece is enough for one person to eat a meal."

"As for where the food you asked about comes from, I don't know. Anyway, Oil City is very powerful, and they must have a stable source of food."

"Is this food safe?" Xu Feng asked with some concern.

"Hey! What you said, of course there is no problem with so many people buying, we have been eating for so long, no problem at all."

"Then is there any specific way to get points?"

Lao Mazi thought for a moment and said:

"It would have been better if you came earlier. The construction site in the buffer city is recruiting people. You can go to the mission hall tomorrow to see if they are still recruiting."

"By the way, don't you know how to repair cars? Now the oil city is recruiting a large number of car repair workers. You can go and try it."

"Okay, thank you, brother Ma." Xu Feng said gratefully.

"Why are you being polite to me." Lao Mazi waved his hand, showing great generosity.

After queuing for ten minutes, it was finally their turn.

Lao Mazi took out a white number card and handed it over.

"50 tortillas, thank you."

The staff inside quickly took out 50 tortillas and put them in 10 paper bags.

Then he operated the machine and deducted 12.5 points.

These paper bags are all produced in the market factory.

All are raw pulp logs, and paper products are not difficult to produce in today's trading markets.

Lao Mazi handed four paper bags containing corn tortillas to Xu Feng.

"Here, this is for you."

The reason why I bought 50 was because they wanted to eat themselves and happened to be here, so they might as well buy dinner too.

Neither of them likes to hoard tortillas, even though they have a long shelf life.

But when you can eat fresh food every day, who wants to eat food that has been used for several days?

"Thank you." Xu Feng didn't know how many times he said thank you today.

Lao Mazi said with a smile:

"It's better to buy these tortillas in the morning. They are all freshly baked. The ones you buy in the evening are already a day old and not so fresh."

"Yeah." Xu Feng held the heavy tortillas and felt filled with emotion.

They then left the business district.

Lao Mazi spent another 0.01 points and bought 10 liters of water for them.

Water is difficult to obtain outside, but it is extremely easy in the trading market.

Very cheap, all survivors can afford it.

And this drinking water is sterilized.

They get water from the lake outside and have to process it before they can drink it.

After receiving food and water, Lao Mazi took them back to Area C.

"Okay, I will send you here, and we have to go find our captain." Lao Mazi said to Xu Feng.

"Yeah, please come with us."

Lao Mazi was about to leave when he seemed to remember something and turned around to warn:

"By the way, you should also be careful here. Don't trust others easily. For example, those who take you through other crooked ways and talk about earning points quickly. Stay away from such people. There are no such people in the trading market now. Investigate strictly, once the person who did this is found out, no one will be able to escape, and they will all die. "

In the trading market, there are some lazy people who don't want to earn points through manual labor or take risks in searching for supplies, so they take risks and start exploiting loopholes in the trading market system.

For example, behaviors such as not paying taxes on private transactions.

The trading bazaar provides them with a safe environment to trade, but you must pay taxes!

This behavior is relatively rare now.

In particular, the system is not rigorous enough. After all, if transactions are conducted person-to-person outside the trading market, the trading market cannot control it.

Individual to individual, the trading market does not have much control.

But if it is sold in large quantities privately in the trading market, it will invisibly harm the interests of the trading market.

Facing Lao Mazi's reminder, Xu Feng kept it in mind.

He nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

Lao Mazi ignored him, turned around and left here with Wang Fang.

After a few minutes.

Lao Mazi returned to where they lived with the six bags of tortillas he bought.

When he came in, he didn't see Sun Dali, so he asked Xiao Li:

"Brother, haven't they come back yet?"

Xiao Li took the paper bag from his hand and was a little disappointed when he opened it and saw that there were tortillas inside.

"Brother Mazi, why is it a corn tortilla? The multigrain tortilla is delicious, why don't you buy the multigrain tortilla?"

Their lives are much better now than before, at least they have more points in their pockets than before.

The more points you have, the better your food will be.

Old Mazi said helplessly:

"Xu Feng and the others are next to me. There is no way I can buy corn tortillas for him. Let's buy the multigrain tortillas ourselves. It's so ugly. We'll buy the multigrain tortillas tomorrow."

"Answer my question, where are brother and the others, haven't they come back yet?"

Xiao Li shook his head and said, "I haven't replied yet."

Lao Mazi glanced at Xiao Li, thought for a moment and said:

"You and Xiao Zhao fell out of the car. After eating later, I will take you to the hospital for a checkup to see if there are any internal injuries. If the internal injuries are not treated, the consequences will be serious."

"It's okay, I don't feel anything at all now, so don't waste those points." Xiao Li said nonchalantly.

"fart!"

Old Mazi cursed:

"You know what the heck, I'm doing this for your own good. Eat quickly and I'll take you for a checkup."

Although Lao Mazi is wary of outsiders, the members of the team have been together for at least three years.

He really regarded Xiao Li and the others as his own.

Otherwise, he would be too lazy to talk.

"Oh." Xiao Li didn't refute anymore. He lowered his head and held the paper bag to distribute tortillas to the team members.

North District of Trading Market.

Mission hall.

The mission hall is open 24 hours a day, but after 8 o'clock, there are relatively few staff, with only three or four people working the night shift inside.

After Sun Dali, Dapeng, Zhao Qiankun, and Zhiba parked the two trucks, they immediately came to the mission hall.

It's only after five o'clock now, and there are quite a lot of people in the mission hall.

These are the people who come to settle tasks and collect points.

Others asked about the latest recruitment arrangements.

Sun Dali found the corresponding functional window and walked over after queuing for a few minutes.

"Hello, I have an important piece of information to report." Sun Dali lowered his voice and said to the staff.

Cao Hu looked at the computer and said, "Give me the number plate."

Sun Dali quickly handed over the number plate.

Cao Hu didn't look at him, reached out and accurately got his number plate, and put it on the machine.

drop--

Information about their team popped up.

"What information?" Cao Hu's tone was impatient.

Every day, people come to report messy information. Regardless of whether it is true or false, this information needs to be registered and then handed over to the leaders for review.

After the leadership screen, the intelligence will be prioritized based on its importance, and will be confirmed by people from the militia department.

Registering this information every day and sitting here every day are annoying to death.

Sun Dali quickly said:

"We encountered wall-climbing zombies on our way back to the trading market at around four o'clock this afternoon! It's unusual for wall-climbing zombies to appear at around four o'clock in the afternoon! I suspect that wall-climbing zombies will appear during the day now!"

"What!?" Upon hearing this, Cao Hu suddenly looked at Sun Dali.

Staring directly at Sun Dali, he asked:

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know, we really met!"

Cao Hu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is there any evidence?"

"You can still escape when you encounter wall-climbing zombies. You're lucky enough."

He didn't quite believe it, after all, wall-climbing zombies were extremely scary.

The man in front of me said that he had seen it with his own eyes and that he was still standing here safe and sound, which was hard to believe.

Intelligence, many times require proof.

Video recordings, items brought, etc., as long as they can prove that what you said is true.

Sun Dali smiled bitterly and said:

"It's true, we really met, otherwise we wouldn't have come back so late. If you don't believe it, you can ask Captain Cao, the city gate supervisor. They saw us coming in last."

When Cao Hu heard this, he said somewhat seriously:

"You need to know the punishment for lying about intelligence."

"certainly."

He changed the topic and said, "If it turns out that what you are saying is true, I will definitely reward you with a lot of points."

"Really, I dare not tell lies!" Sun Dali said with great certainty.

Cao Hu thought for a moment and immediately picked up the walkie-talkie to contact Cao Le.

He may not be able to contact other people, but Cao Le is his brother, so it is easy to contact him.

A few minutes later, Cao Hu put the walkie-talkie aside with a serious expression.

He said to Sun Dali:

"Don't leave yet, I'll go find my leader and ask him to talk to you."

"This matter is too important. If what you say is true, the impact will be huge!"

Sun Dali nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll wait for you. I just know this matter is very important, so I'll come find you as soon as I get back."

At this moment, a man at the back urged:

"Why isn't it over yet? Why is it so slow? I have to go find Xiaocui later."

Wow!

Cao Hu pulled up the window glass and said to the man:

"Why are you so anxious! Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? Just wait!"

Facing Cao Hu, the man behind couldn't help but retort:

"What kind of service attitude do you have? I'm going to report you for your attitude!"

Cao Hu, who originally had no intention of paying attention to him, stuck his head out of the window.

"Which team are you in!?"

When the man heard this, he shook his head and muttered:

"The staff are amazing. These days, there are no human rights at all."

Cao Hu didn't hear his mumbling.

Cao Hu didn't want to trouble him anymore. He turned to the female staff member opposite and said:

"Xiao Feng, go find Director Chen and ask him to come over quickly. There is important information that needs to be reported."

Xiaofeng stood up quickly after hearing this.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

No one dares to delay important information.

Even if it is fake, it needs to be confirmed.

Because this kind of important information is checked very strictly, if they dare to handle it carelessly, it may lead to extremely serious consequences.

Therefore, all staff in the mission hall have been trained on this matter.

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