Beijing time: March 13, 2211

"Today, Qingcheng Flea Market officially opens. The market will be open for three days. During these three days, Qingcheng citizens need to apply for stall qualification certificates in advance... Please also set up stalls in a civilized manner, exchange items in an orderly manner, and do not gouging.

Prices, the reference price list for bartering can be found at the gate of the square..."

The streets of Qingcheng have become lively. In the square of Qingcheng Central City, the ground has long been cleaned and divided into trading areas.

Xiao Ziqi reserved a good location for Lin Miao in advance, which was the cleanest and closest to the escort. The place was not big or small, just 10 square meters.

Lin Miao brought several small horses and a large piece of nylon cloth, and placed the items to be exchanged on the nylon cloth one by one.

Naturally, Lin Miao didn't dare to release things that were too high-profile, so he picked out some inconspicuous but good supplies at home for a long time in advance.

For example, she brought a box of instant noodles with shrimp and fish noodles, which she disliked the most.

At this flea market, many people also brought their own food from the bottom of the box to exchange for things. Those who opened a supermarket at home before the end of the world must have a lot of leftover food.

The price list at the door also states the purchasing power of a bucket of instant noodles, which can be exchanged for a 500ml bottle of sediment water, or two lighters, etc.

In today's era when there are not many seasonings left at home and everyone has a taste for food, the impact on the taste buds brought by a bucket of instant noodles is definitely not small, so many people are willing to exchange some odds and ends.

A bucket of instant noodles for a change and some salt.

In addition to instant noodles, Lin Miao also brought a box of lighters, ten pieces of solid alcohol, a large can of adult milk powder purchased on Taobao before the end of the world, and some traces were deliberately made on the milk powder can, plus two bags of beef jerky, etc.

It is a rare but reasonable precious food.

The flea market was crowded with people, and Lin Miao and Cao Dapao couldn't take care of such a big stall, so they brought Hao Shuai along with them.

He must be so handsome because he has been raised to be smooth, strong and meaty. Lin Miao, Cao Dapao and the others were humming and moving, when someone from the stall next door came to ask.

“How do you sell dog meat?”

Before Lin Miao could refuse, Haoshuai understood and started barking "woof, woof", and started to bite people. His face was so ferocious that the stall owners in the stalls next to him were so scared that they quickly moved their stalls out.

shrink.

Seeing that everyone was so frightened by him that he backed away, the handsome dog let out a comfortable "wow" sound, held his head high and began to patrol around Lin Miao's ten-square-meter stall, and stretched out stinkingly from time to time.

Body.

Lin Miao:......

What virtue is this!

Lin Miao looked suspiciously at Cao Dapao, who was holding a bucket of milk powder at the side.

Could it be that who really raises what kind of animals?

I don’t blame the person who asked how to sell dog meat. Not far away, it is said that someone who owns a ranch drove a few cattle and sheep here all the way.

It can be seen that the family is frugal and needs to take good care of the cattle and sheep. The cattle and sheep are a little thinner and thinner than before the end of the world. Many people have already asked about the price.

However, the man selling cattle and sheep probably wanted to exchange a lot of things, and he never reached a deal with him.

However, some people were so hungry that they rushed towards the cattle and sheep when they saw them, but were immediately knocked to the ground by Cheng Mingzhu with a big knife.

"What are you doing? Why are you greeting someone else's ewe on the butt with a big mouth? What does this person's sheep have to do with you? And the people next to you, wipe your ass, don't act like a loser, and put yourself in trouble.

Put everything away and don’t let anyone take it secretly. Then you’ll come to me and cry!”

Cao Dapao watched with amusement, "Guigui, our Dali girl is so domineering outside!"

"Of course." Lin Miao looked very proudly at Cheng Mingzhu, who was not far away with his own BGM, and patted Cao Dapao on the forehead.

"You watch here while I go out for a walk. I told you the price list in advance. Don't change the messy and worthless things. You can watch the rest."

After saying that, Lin Miao put his hands in his pockets and slipped out irresponsibly.

This flea market is really something you wouldn’t know if you didn’t visit it, and you will be shocked when you visit it.

As expected, most Chinese people still keep a low profile and usually keep their secrets, but in fact they have a lot of good things. This time, seeing the armed police officers and soldiers watching, they exchanged them all for food.

The family in front was probably in the cigarette business before the end of the world. The stall was filled with all kinds of cigarettes. The small stall was so crowded that people even bid for a small box of cigarettes.

"30 pounds of old rice!"

"A carton of milk that has just expired three days ago! It's still fresh!"

"Ten pounds of beef jerky!"

"Stand back a little, and I'll give you two boxes of mineral water!"

Lin Miao also heard the sound and looked over. At first glance, the man bidding on two boxes of mineral water looked familiar. He was probably a young man from a high-ranking official's family in Qingcheng, and he would have worked hard just to smoke a cigarette.

After turning a corner, Lin Miao's eyes were attracted by a golden light.

I saw a small row of gold nuggets placed on a small stall, all yellow and glowing with wealth under the light of the square's headlights.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man who was fairly neatly dressed. He looked a little frail and kept coughing.

In other words, gold in the apocalypse is worthless, and no one is interested in his stall.

But when the apocalypse is over, gold will be hard currency, and the space is large enough, so it won’t be a big deal to store a little gold.

With this thought in mind, Lin Miao walked over, knelt down, picked up a piece of gold and pinched it.

Feeling the gold changing shape softly in his hands, Lin Miao nodded secretly and asked.

"How do you plan to exchange gold?"

The man who had been silent seemed not to have expected that Lin Miao was willing to exchange for gold. He was stunned for a moment and said quickly, "A piece of gold for..."

It seemed that he was a little unwilling, but the man was still afraid that Lin Miao would not change things because of his hesitation.

"Change it with a handful of vegetables, or something else that can supplement vitamins."

The child in his family has not received enough vitamin supplements for many months. His whole body is weak, and his eye membranes and skin have become congested. Adults can tolerate this, but children cannot.

He could only take advantage of this flea market to try to exchange gold for some vegetables.

The man seemed to be in pain, and he looked at Lin Miao with a little expectation in his eyes.

Lin Miao thought for a while, took out a half-full box of gummy vitamins from his backpack, and handed it to the man through the cover of his backpack. He whispered, "Is this enough? But I want all this gold."

Joy burst out from the man's eyes, and he took the gummy vitamin tremblingly. After carefully looking at the label on it, he quickly put it in his arms.

"Enough, enough! Take all these pieces of gold!"

The man simply wrapped the gold in a cloth, stuffed it into Lin Miao's hand, covered the gummy on his chest and hurried away on his bicycle.

Lin Miao conveniently put the gold into his backpack, picked up the bag and continued walking back.

The stall owner next to him happily changed some good things. When he looked back, he found that the man selling gold was missing, and he was a little surprised for a moment.

Why is anyone still willing to exchange gold?

He probably went home because he knew he couldn't sell it.

"Boss, how do you change these cotton underwear of yours?"

"Come on, come on, what do you have in your hands now?"

"Can I have a small bottle of alcohol?"
Chapter completed!