Rebirth of the apocalypse: Winning a prize of 30 million at the beginning

"The city lord set the price." Li Zhengping glanced at Gong Wan and replied calmly.

Hearing this, Gong Wan's expression froze. "ah"

"Ahem. The price set by the city lord is so reasonable, very reasonable."

Li Zhengping couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw his expression, "I've brought the mooncakes and I'm moving them to the kitchen now."

Gong Wan nodded and couldn't help but calculate, 5 points for a moon cake, but only 0.25 points for a corn tortilla, which means that one moon cake can equal twenty corn tortillas.

The price is a bit high, but the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so some survivors with more points will probably buy it.

After all, if you want to buy mooncakes these days, you can only buy them from this one store, no one else.

"How many mooncakes are there?" Gong Wan asked worriedly.

He was worried that if he produced too many mooncakes, he would be responsible for not being able to sell them.

"About 3,500." Li Zhengping replied.

"call--"

Gong Wan breathed a sigh of relief. The total number of level 4 and level 5 personnel in this trading market is 60,000. There are only 3,500 here. It is not difficult to sell them.

"No, I have to go see that moon cake."

Gong Wan quickly ran to the kitchen, cut open the box containing the mooncakes with a kitchen knife, and took out a mooncake from inside.

This mooncake weighs about three ounces, which is quite heavy.

The skin is golden brown, crispy and smells a little sweet.

"Can I open it and see the filling inside?" Gong Wan looked at Li Zhengping behind him.

Added: "I have to see the fillings inside so that I can promote it to the customers outside."

It was just a piece of mooncake, so Li Zhengping nodded and said, "Goodbye."

After hearing Li Zhengping's words, Gong Wan couldn't wait to break open the moon cake.

The moment it is opened, the filling inside comes into view.

Gong Wan looked carefully at the fillings inside, which contained raisins, melon seeds, and bean paste. He put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and there was a strong smell of eggs.

"There are eggs in here?" Gong Wan raised his head and looked at Li Zhengping in disbelief.

At times like this, an egg is too precious.

Li Zhengping seemed to have remembered something, and hurriedly returned to the car and took out a list.

"Here, I almost forgot about this. This is the mooncake list. You sign it. Below it is written what fillings are added to these mooncakes."

Gong Wan nodded, and then counted the mooncakes himself.

He found that the number of mooncakes was one less than what was written on the list, which was the mooncake he just broke.

So I added a supplementary explanation below and signed my name.

Li Zhengping took his signed name and turned to leave.

The mooncakes are sold by the restaurant and should be sold out quickly.

After he left, the employees in the kitchen all looked at the mooncakes in the box.

These employees in self-operated hotels are all Level 3 non-staff personnel.

The positions in the hotel are different from other positions. They are very important and involve food safety issues.

In particular, this Oil City restaurant sells tacos for ordinary survivors. Most survivors can only afford this.

Once the staff inside is poisoned, it will cause an extremely serious safety accident.

Therefore, the staff of this self-operated hotel are all Level 3 non-staff personnel with family members.

Gong Wan saw their eyes looking at the mooncakes, and he reminded: "Your share of mooncakes has been placed on the bed in your dormitory. Don't move these mooncakes here, do you hear me?"

Meng De, who was still holding a spoon in his hand, laughed when he heard this:

"Oh, Brother Gong, what you said is that we will definitely not touch it randomly. Just put your heart in your stomach. When will you start selling?"

Gong Wan thought for a moment and said, "Let's start selling now, right now at window 4."

"Also, Lao Meng, please write an introduction on the small blackboard at the door."

"Okay, but Brother Gong, selling level 5 personnel for 5 points is a bit expensive, right?" Meng De asked worriedly.

"The city lord sets the price, you go to him to argue." Gong Wan rolled his eyes.

"Ahem, cough, I'm going to work." Meng De quickly picked up a box of mooncakes and slipped into the front hall.

In the Da Zhangshu power, the city lord's order is God, and no one dares to deny Li Yu's order.

Li Yu's prestige has now reached an extremely high level.

soon.

Meng De asked people to close window No. 4, which caused dissatisfaction among the survivors queuing up.

A man wearing a blue striped short-sleeved shirt complained:

"No, we have been waiting in line for so long, why is it suddenly suspended?"

Meng De patiently explained: "I'm really sorry, we have a new product. You can go to window 1, 2, and 3 to buy it."

"No matter what new product is released, it won't affect us from continuing to buy tortillas." The man frowned.

Hey!

It’s true!

Meng De patted his head and cursed himself for being stupid.

Brother Gong only said to sell mooncakes at window 4, but he didn’t say to suspend the sale of mooncakes at window 4. You can wait until tomorrow and set window 4 as the window for selling mooncakes.

Putting it into perspective, these people have been waiting in line for more than ten minutes, and finally it was their turn, and now they have to line up again. It is really not good.

So Mengde asked someone to clear some space from the tortillas on window No. 4, took out the mooncakes from the packaging bag, and stacked them into a hill for display.

The man in the striped shirt opened his eyes wide when he saw the mooncakes placed inside through the glass.

"No, these are mooncakes? You can make this stuff? How many points are there?"

Some survivors of Team 3 behind him and next to him heard his exclamation and cast their eyes over.

Everyone seemed to have seen something new and extraordinary, and they talked about it.

"Damn, I can actually buy mooncakes!"

"Is that a mooncake?"

"I don't know, but it looks like one. If it's not expensive, I can buy one."

"I want to buy one too. The day after tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival. If I can eat mooncakes in this doomsday, it will satisfy my wish."

Amid the discussion, Meng De put the broken mooncake in front of the mooncake hill for display.

Bean salad shreds, filled with dried fruits, golden skin, exuding a faint fragrance.

It is in great contrast to the dry corn cakes made with corn stalks as the main material next to it.

"Oh my god, it's stringy, it looks delicious."

"It feels sweet, I want to eat it, I haven't eaten sweet things for a long time."

"I must be very satisfied after taking a bite."

"I like red bean paste the most."

"How many points do you need for one? I'm so anxious."

"It seems that I can only buy it at window No. 4 now. Do you want to queue up?"

"If it's not expensive, I must get one. I haven't eaten mooncakes for many years."

"How many points do you think are acceptable for one?"

"0.5 points, at most 1 point, no need to pay more."

Amid the discussion, Meng De took the small blackboard with the writing on it, pushed open the side door and walked out, and hung the small blackboard next to the glass window No. 4.

The man in the striped short-sleeved shirt at the front of the line at window No. 4 looked at the words on the small blackboard and read them out.

"Only 500 mooncakes are available for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"One person can only buy one."

"Mooncake ingredients: flour, peanut oil, eggs, milk, preserved fruit, bean paste, sunflower seeds"

"Selling price: Level 4 staff: 2 points/piece. Level 5 staff: 5 points/piece."

When he read the ingredients, he held back his saliva.

But when he read the selling price, he was stunned.

"How much? 5 points? Are you guys trying to grab points? This is too expensive! Who can afford it!"

The people behind him also saw the blackboard, and when they saw the 5 points, they also complained.

"Five points are too much. They can buy 20 tortillas."

"Yeah, it's too expensive. I might as well buy 20 tortillas. The price is too high. I won't buy it."

"Haha, can you afford it? Just say you won't buy it."

"Bullshit, I have points. It's not that I can't afford mooncakes, but tortillas are more cost-effective!"

His remarks resonated with others.

Yes, compared with tortillas, mooncakes are about the same size.

And tortillas contain more starch, and they are baked very dry, with very low water content. One tortilla can fill you up.

Why do you charge so much for a mooncake?

A man in a sweatshirt in the crowd stared at the limited edition of 500, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Hearing them arguing over there, Meng De frowned and said:

"Don't make a fuss. I'm not forcing you to buy. If you want to buy, buy it. If you don't want to buy, don't buy it. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

He pointed to the striped man standing in the front, "What do you want?"

The striped man looked at the golden and crispy mooncakes and wanted to eat them very much. He was tired of eating corn cakes every day.

But he really couldn't bear to spend five points to buy mooncakes.

"Two corn cakes."

He handed over his number plate.

"He also said that if you lower the price, I will definitely buy it."

Meng De took his number plate, deducted 0.5 points from him, printed out a small bill, and handed it to him with two corn cakes.

"That's the price. You can buy it or not."

The striped man curled his lips, "No one will buy it at such a high price!"

"Oh." Meng De ignored him.

Anyway, he was doing things according to the orders from above. If he really couldn't sell it, it was none of his business.

"Next."

A middle-aged woman in her forties came behind him and handed over her number plate.

"Give me 1 corn cake and 1 grain cake." As she spoke, she looked at the moon cakes placed next to her. The fillings of the moon cakes were real, and looking at the ingredient list, they even added eggs and milk, which were all luxury and rare items. But she really had no choice. Her husband finally got a job on the construction site, and the points in his hand could not be squandered. "0.55 points." Meng De deducted his points and gave her a grain cake and a corn cake. Every survivor who came to buy later paid attention to the moon cakes, but no one bought them. After four or five people in a row, a man in a sweatshirt finally said: "Give me 23 moon cakes and 23 corn cakes." As he said that, he took out a red team number card. In the trading market, two types of number cards will be issued, one for individuals and the other for a team. A team must have more than ten people to form a team. People in the team will also have personal number cards.

The reason why team number plates are issued is also for convenience.

Some things in the trading market are limited, and one person can only buy one or more copies. If a team of several hundred people all use personal number tags to purchase, then hundreds of people will come to buy it. Or a person could bring hundreds of number plates and swipe them one by one, which is extremely troublesome.

Therefore, the role of this kind of team number plate is reflected. You can use the rights of the team. How many people in the team can use as many quotas.

Generally speaking, this number plate will be placed in the hands of the team captain or vice-captain.

After everyone heard what this man said, they became excited.

"He is crazy! Can he get 23 moon cakes and more than a hundred points?"

"Yeah, 23 moon cakes, crazy, crazy! It's such a waste to buy so many."

"If you are not looking carefully, he has a team number plate, and he should have more than a hundred points. But if his team members find out about his squandering, they will probably beat him to death!"

"23 mooncakes, there should be 23 people in their team."

A man next to him with a yellow face and a mole on his nose reminded him:

"Brother, don't be impulsive. This is more than 100 points. You may be the captain of your team, but if you all buy mooncakes, your team members will definitely not be willing to do so. It's hard to earn points now, so don't squander it like this. "

The man in the sweatshirt smiled and said meaningfully: "I suggest you buy one, it's limited."

After saying that, he ignored him, and then said to Meng De:

"Brother Meng, bring me 23 moon cakes and 23 corn tortillas."

Meng De looked at Zhu Ziming with a smile, "Your barbecue restaurant is doing such a good business, it's so grand."

He said and brought him 23 moon cakes and 23 corn tortillas.

Zhu Ziming's team has exactly 23 people, and now they have one moon cake per person.

"For Level 4 personnel, you can get 2 points for each moon cake, 23 for 46 points, and 51.75 points for tortillas." Meng De handed him the list.

Zhu Ziming packed the food in canvas bags he brought with him, and the hotel did not provide any packaging bags.

Nowadays, no one actually cares too much about whether it is dirty or clean.

Some are good to eat.

After Zhu Ziming got the moon cake, he ran towards the barbecue restaurant excitedly.

I hurried to the barbecue restaurant.

The barbecue restaurant does a lot of business at night, and their team must have at least four or five people helping here.

"Where's the captain?" Zhu Ziming looked around the store and didn't find Xie Dongming, so he asked Wen Qian who was preparing ingredients.

Wen Qian pointed to the living area in the East District and said, "He is resting in the dormitory building."

Zhu Ziming quickly took out five corn cakes from the canvas bag and handed them to Wen Qian.

This is Wen Qian's dinner.

Although they set up stalls every day to sell barbecue and sell these barbecued meats.

But they can't afford it themselves, and they are reluctant to eat these barbecues. For them, eating meat is still too luxurious, so they still mainly eat tortillas every day.

Wen Qian glanced at Zhu Ziming's huge canvas bag and said, "Brother Zhu, what's in your bag? Why is it so bulging up than usual?"

"You'll find out later." Zhu Ziming ran towards the dormitory building without looking back.

Carrying a canvas bag of moon cakes and corn cakes, he quickly arrived at the second-level accommodation building.

Since they are Level 4 personnel, they only need 0.01 points each to live there.

If level 5 personnel want to live in level 2 houses, each person needs at least 0.1 points to be able to live there.

Huhu——

He rushed into the room where Xie Dongming was, and immediately saw Xie Dongming sitting on the edge of the bed packing packages. In two days, he planned to lead a team to hunt in person.

Hearing the footsteps, Xie Dongming raised his head and saw Zhu Ziming.

"Ziming is here. Let's give the tortillas we bought back to everyone."

Zhu Ziming rushed to Xie Dongming and spread a clean blanket on the bed.

I took out the mooncakes one by one.

"Huh?? What is this?"

Xie Dongming opened the mooncake wrapping paper and poured out the mooncake from inside.

Looking at the familiar shape of the mooncake, he raised his eyebrows and asked: "Mooncake? Where did it come from? Is this sold in the trading market now? How many points are one."

Zhu Ziming squatted beside the bed and said with a smile:

"2 points each."

"What?!" Xie Dongming looked at Zhu Ziming in surprise after hearing the price.

He and Zhu Ziming had known each other before the end of the world and had been old friends for more than ten years. They had a calm personality.

Moreover, his ability to survive in wild hunting was only better than his own, so he gave him the team card with great trust and asked him to buy food.

Unexpectedly, he spent dozens of points to buy this thing without his permission.

This price is really too luxurious for them!

"Oh you."

When Xie Dongming's words came to his lips, he changed his mind again, "I bought everything, so that's it. It just so happens that the brothers have been suffering recently, and I will give you some benefits. But you don't have to buy so much, just buy it for ten yuan. Just share it.”

Zhu Ziming quickly said: "They sell it, limited to 500 copies."

"Brother Dongming, I feel like there is something profitable in this!"

"It is limited to 500 copies. Even if there are more than 500 copies, it will definitely not be too much. There are tens of thousands of people in our trading market, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so it will definitely be a hot seller."

Xie Dongming frowned and said, "But not everyone can afford it. After all, only a few people can afford it."

Zhu Ziming analyzed with a thoughtful look in his eyes:

"Captain, there are thousands of level 4 personnel in the trading market, including the Tattoo Gang, Dawn Group, Iron Blood Gang, Tianji Sect, Garbage Group, Summer Resort, Jiming Hall and other large forces with a long history. They can definitely afford mooncakes. Even if only one-tenth of them buy, 500 mooncakes will be swept away by them."

"What's more, there are tens of thousands of level 5 personnel. You see, forces like Tingfeng Tower, Water Dragon Society, Cold Blood Army, and Axe Gang are definitely not short of points. They can definitely afford it."

"When the supply exceeds demand, after the Oil City Hotel is sold out, we will take out these 23 mooncakes and sell them with five points, and we will make a profit!"

(Seeking monthly tickets) (End of this chapter)