As soon as Village Chief Qian returned to his place of stay, a man of his own age came up to him eagerly: "How are things going? When can we enter the city?"
A trace of ridicule flashed in Village Chief Qian's eyes, and his expression was very gentle: "The government has issued a notice, and if nothing unexpected happens, there will be definite news within three days."
The man was so excited that he could not speak coherently: "Great! Great! As long as we enter the city, we will have a good life in the future..."
They followed Qian Xiucai (Village Chief Qian) all the way from Luocheng, where the turmoil broke out, to Yangcheng, just to live a good life?
Village Chief Qian said warmly: "Don't make it public for now, it will be bad if others find out."
The man nodded repeatedly: "I understand! I understand! Let other victims know that we can enter the city without permission, and I'm afraid they will be jealous and ruin our good deeds!"
Village Chief Qian nodded and said pitifully: "There are not many places to enter the city this time, but I used my connections to get 200. This is so unfair to other victims."
The man rolled his eyes and asked tentatively: "Since we can get two hundred, it shouldn't be a problem to get some more, right?"
Village Chief Qian said modestly: "Based on the relationship between me and my classmates, he should be willing to extend the number of people. But there are less than 200 of us, so it is useless to ask for more."
The man said anxiously: "How can it be useless? If someone uses your connections to enter the city, they must not treat you as their reborn parents!"
At this point, he winked at Village Chief Qian and said, very suggestively: "With so many of us going to the city, we have to spend money to eat, drink and have sex, so why not use these quotas to make everyone's life easier..."
Village Chief Qian looked embarrassed: "This, this is not good..."
As soon as he saw the door, the man hurriedly said: "There is nothing wrong. There are so many disaster victims here. If they don't go to the city, they will starve to death in a few days. They can live a good life with a little money. This is something they dare not even think about."
Good thing!"
Village Chief Qian struggled for a while and said helplessly: "What you said makes sense. I'll leave this matter to you. You need to find a suitable candidate first. The most important thing is to be honest and not cause trouble."
These words played into the man's hands, and his chest thumped loudly: "Qian Xiucai, don't worry, I will take care of this matter on my behalf!"
There are more than 2,000 disaster victims here, and there should be quite a few who have some money. As long as these people are found and the money has passed through their hands, there is no need to worry about not having money to spend after entering the city?
Tieniu calculated secretly, his face lit up with joy.
Village Chief Qian also smiled, as if he didn't notice his little scheme.
After receiving the porridge the next day, Song Xixi took the sign from Zhang Xiaomei on the pretext that she wanted to go shopping in the city, confiscated the five copper coins she handed over, and left under the resentful looks of Song Niannian and others.
There were already seventy eggs in the system space, and Song Xixi wanted to change some food to give Niu Niu, Song Niannian and the others a change of taste.
Although 001 brought a variety of food, she had not tasted the delicacies of this era, so she was also curious about the food quality here.
Song Xixi didn't realize that within a month of coming to this world, she had already acquired some human touch.
Finding a remote corner, Song Xixi took out thirty eggs from the system warehouse in one go.
Learning from the lesson she learned from the broken eggs last time, she was very careful this time and tried to stay away from the people next to her. Even if she broke one, it would be a waste of food. There were so many victims outside the city who were on the verge of starving to death.
After successfully entering the city with the access card, Song Xixi went straight to a place in the market where a stall could be set up, and spread out the cloth bag, revealing eggs of the same color, uniform size, and without a trace of dirt.
There were many people setting up stalls in the market, most of them selling needles, threads, porridge, pancakes, etc. There were very few vegetables, and there was only one person selling eggs, Song Xixi.
After all, Yangcheng was affected by the drought. The harvests in the past two years were not as good as before, and the people in the city had to tighten their belts to live a better life.
Even if I have spare food, I don’t dare to raise more chickens. I don’t even have enough eggs from the chickens to eat. How many can I sell?
Therefore, as soon as Song Xixi's eggs were put out, someone immediately came up and asked, "Little girl, how do you sell these eggs?"
Yesterday, Song Xixi didn't have time to find out the price of eggs. There was no egg seller nearby. She didn't know how much an egg cost, so she said vaguely: "I'll pay whatever other people sell my eggs for."
The egg buyer was relieved. He squatted down and looked at each one one by one. He found that the thirty eggs that looked like thirtieth twins were all fresh, so he was ready to round them up: "I bought them all, you can count them cheaper."
Before Song Xixi could refuse, the person next to him who also wanted to buy eggs gave up: "If you can't afford it, don't buy it. It'll be like no one wants your little girl's eggs!"
The egg buyer was embarrassed and said angrily: "Who said I can't afford it? It only costs ninety cents!"
Another person mocked: "How long has it been since you bought eggs? In the past two days, the price has risen to 5 cents each, and restaurants are still collecting them door to door."
Now the egg buyer didn't dare to say Bao Yuan, so he took out 30 cents from his pocket and handed it to Song Xixi with a pained look on his face: "In the past, they were all worth one cent each..."
Song Xixi was shocked. The price of eggs alone had increased five times, which showed that the drought had a great impact on the people of Yangcheng.
Thinking of the notice from the Yangcheng government asking the people in the city to help the victims, she became even less optimistic about this measure.
The thirty eggs were sold out in a short time. Song Xixi collected one hundred and fifty coins, went to a stall selling scones, and asked the stall owner about the price of the scones.
When she learned that scones as big as her own palm cost three cents each, Song Xixi pretended to be shocked and shouted, "It's too expensive. I've bought it here before, and it's not that expensive at all!"
The stall owner sighed: "In the past, when the business was good, I could still make a profit selling a large piece for a penny. Recently, the price of food has increased again. If I don't increase the price, I won't be able to continue this scone business."
If the price of food continues to rise, his business will also be out of business.
The food shortage was so severe that if he went out to set up a stall, he would be robbed every day.
With a heavy heart, Song Xixi spent 30 Wen to buy ten scones, put them in her pockets, walked to the next food stall, and bought a few pieces of salty corn cakes.
The scones and corn cakes didn't look very good. For Song Xixi, who had tasted delicious food in his previous life, the taste was naturally not much better.
Fortunately, the original aroma of the ingredients has been well preserved, and it tastes unique. For people of this era, it is considered delicious.
001 suddenly appeared: [Good taste cannot be separated from good ingredients. In the future, if the host has more points, he can exchange them for various crop seeds at will, and he can research various delicacies! 】
Song Xixi was a little funny: "Don't worry, I will work hard to complete the task."
It should be something to be proud of one day in the future when people here can eat the delicacies of the previous life!