"Ah, yes, of course there is." Jun Bao pointed to another area and said, "That area is full of things with a contribution value of 3 million."

"Great! Then I'll pick out those things."

Jingshu sneered.

Jun Bao continued: "Ah, by the way, you have made contributions and the town government will reward you, but the world is difficult now, so other taxes and miscellaneous taxes are not required. You can just pay for the materials."

"I don't know what the material cost is...how to say it?"

"Just add another third of the food worth the same value as the item." Jun Bao said with a smile. Do you want to waste a penny with nothing? You are overthinking it.

Everyone groaned, their flesh ached, their hearts ached, and their balls ached.

That is to say, you don’t care how much contribution value you have. Even if you buy an item with a contribution value of 3 million, you still have to pay for another 1 million. But, the things in it are all good things.

Just like your points, you spent a lot of money and made a lot of contributions before to earn 10,000 points. Now you can use these points to exchange for something worth 10,000 yuan. You only need to spend another 3,300 yuan.

If you take it out, your body will hurt, but if you don’t, it will feel like you are at a disadvantage.

"By the way, today is the last day, the new year is about to begin, and all your contribution points will be cleared." Jun Bao's words were as tempting as the devil's temptation.

In the end, even Mr. Lan couldn't escape, so he pieced together items with a contribution value of 1 million, and paid another 300,000 for food supplies - I heard it was a year-end bonus for all power grid employees, so I paid for it all.

Jingshu looked at her contribution value with some hesitation... Such a fucking difference!

"Otherwise, you can choose the ordinary helicopter, which only has 14 million contribution points. Why do you have to choose Dahei? Yes, Dahei is the most advanced armed helicopter with extraordinary force, but... with our relationship,

I can give you a back door." Jun Bao said with a smile.

What are ordinary helicopters going to do? There are the best ones hanging in front. In the apocalypse, the most important thing is the armed forces. There may be air combat in the future. Then go to the United States and just take out an armed helicopter and bomb it first. What?

Can’t get it? No matter what, if you want to change, just change to the best one! This is a life-saving trump card and a deterrent by force!

"It's not easy to get through your back door." Jing Shu stared at Jun Bao, who had lost three points of weight, and made a pun. The person in power who had just taken office seemed to have encountered a lot of troubles.

In the blink of an eye, everyone was gone, because Jun Bao said: It’s okay not to have contribution points, but to exchange for food, which is a few points higher than the contribution points... Everyone ran away holding the few supplies left.

I'm really afraid that if I stay any longer, my pants will be gone.

Only a middle-aged man and Jing Shu were left.

"Old Wei, what have you fallen in love with? You're welcome." Jun Bao became even more enthusiastic.

"Hey, girl, if you don't want me to sell you the contribution points, you can buy a plane." Old Wei, a rough guy, smiled naively. In fact, he was not naive at all.

"Ah?" Jingshu was worried. She looked back at the stranger and asked, "I wonder what you do? How much contribution value do you have?" Even a few million contribution values ​​are not enough.

"I am a salt maker from Tianshan Salt Lake. We have provided all the salt in Wucheng over the years. Over the years, many of the town government's credit accounts have been counted as contribution value. It is not much, only fifteen million.

." Old Wei laughed naively.

To spend the fifteen million contribution value, you must pay for five million virtual coins. It is better to sell it to Jingshu, so you don’t have to pay for the virtual coins.

It turns out that it is made of salt, no wonder it is so... salt is not as much in demand as food as a necessity, but because it is not as convenient as before the apocalypse, it is difficult to transport materials, manpower and material resources. The key is that the town government provides more resources for salt production.

, there will be less other resources.

Such a salt lake would have to provide Wucheng with several million needs.

There are 100 resource points in total. How can I survive? So if you make enough salt, you can save more.

Extravagant methods like spreading salt to clear the roads when it snows before the end of the world cannot be done.

"Jun Bao, is this back door accessible?" Jing Shu turned around and asked.

Jun Bao was surprisingly easy to talk to: "Of course, I hope you can give me a back door soon."

It turned out that I still wanted something from her.

Jing Shu didn't waste any time: "Do you want virtual coins or something? The virtual coins can give you 14 million, and if you mix the meat patties, you can get 11 million. This is the scoring period."

Since she was buying personal items, Jingshu didn't want to exchange a large amount of insect cakes from the public accounts, so she decided to buy the insect meat mixed cakes from the insect girl Xiaowei. These were all her private property.

"Of course you have to mix the meat patties. If you want to buy salt, I can also give you a 30% discount. I also have high-grade refined salt from Tianshan before the end of the world." Old Wei said positively.

"Leave your contact information and we'll talk about it later."

Most of the salt currently produced is contaminated by dark elements, and the produced salt has a bitter taste. The factory's salt tunnel is handed over to Xiao Liu. 30% off the salt can save a little, yes, even if you exchange it for insect cakes, the cost is lower.

There is also a virtual currency handling fee missing.

You can buy more high-grade salt, as you have to pickle a lot of things during this period, but if the salt is used up, you won’t be able to replenish supplies during the migration.

Old Wei left happily, Jingshu bought the contribution points, and finally made up more than 7 million virtual coins, and then happily won Dahei, which is the nickname of the armed helicopter.

Although Jingshu would rather buy one for free... she has never had the chance, and it's the same thing now that she can buy one.

Think about it, in the future people will also have helicopters. They can fly wherever they want by just searching, and they can even use airplanes for migration. Not to mention how happy they will be.

Unfortunately, the space is still not that big and cannot accommodate a helicopter, which is a pity.

Jing Shu sat in her helicopter, very excited, touching and looking at this, but Jun Bao poured cold water on her: "You don't know how to fly a helicopter, right?"

...forgot about this.

"Our instructors can teach you for free. If you have any questions in the future, you can hire them." Jun Bao said sincerely.

Jing Shu looked at Jun Bao suspiciously, always feeling that he was a little too nice?

"These are snacks sent from the Imperial Capital. I remember you like to eat them." Jun Bao ordered Shaqima Osmanthus Cake and a chrysanthemum cookie that Jing Shu liked to eat before.

"What's the matter? Just say it directly." I'm really not used to you being like this.

"Do you know how many refugees are pouring into Wucheng this time?"

"Ten thousand?" Jingshu asked in a low voice, are you asking for food? No, no, no, if you want food, Qian Duoduo must be there. This is something Qian Duoduo can't do?

Jingshu got hungry after finishing the snacks. She took out the milk lumps and started to nibble on them. Finally, she gave one to Junbao. Junbao hesitated and took a lick. Well, it tasted like Lao Jing's house. He couldn't eat it.

Will vomit.
Chapter completed!