Rebirth and hoarding, the Queen of Doomsday Darkness

Ye Qingcheng pretended not to see the wolf-like eyes all around.

Sitting in place motionless.

The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. What is the most precious thing now? It's the real thing.

Soon, Ye Qingcheng's small stall attracted many refugees, crowding the area around.

The sound of the fat aunt swallowing could be heard next to her, her little eyes fixed on the delicious food in front of her.

"Hey, sister, do you want to sell your meat buns? Do you need charcoal?"

Ye Qingcheng looked at the dark matches indifferently and shook his head.

"I only need jade or crystal core, and I won't change anything else."

When those ordinary survivors heard this, their eyes immediately darkened.

All the superpowers rushed to the front and asked for prices.

"Little girl, I wonder what your price is..."

Ye Qingcheng smiled at the visitor, "Five first-level crystal nuclei are exchanged for a white steamed bun, and eight first-level crystal nuclei are exchanged for a large meat bun. As for the braised pork, you need a second-level crystal core."

Mutated creatures and zombies are everywhere outside now, and anyone with some strength can hit the crystal core.

She didn't mention the third-level crystal core. After all, there probably weren't many in the entire base.

Even if there is, it is all in the hands of the base leaders.

Such a price immediately dissuades many people.

They can buy a lot of straw cakes with just one crystal core. Although the fried cakes are very strenuous, they can at least satisfy their hunger.

Although these pre-apocalyptic meat buns and steamed buns are good, they are too burnt and they can't bear to part with them.

One wave left, another wave came.

This wave of superpowers obviously has some strength.

After taking out the steamed buns, the heat quickly disappeared. By then, they would freeze into hard lumps and become unpalatable.

A man took out 5 crystal cores and said, "I'll buy a steamed bun."

The woman next to him held his hand and whispered: "Are you crazy? You take such an expensive thing home and you are not allowed to offer it?"

The man smiled fondly: "Our daughter hasn't eaten steamed buns for a long time, let's satisfy her craving."

In fact, the man wanted to buy steamed buns. He touched his pocket and shook his head regretfully.

Ye Qingcheng took out a piece of oil paper from his backpack and wrapped the big bun tightly.

"Eat it as soon as possible when you get home. If it freezes into a hard lump, it will be hard to chew and it will affect the taste."

In the current living environment, there is no condition to light a fire and re-distill the steamed buns.

The man nodded and put the bun into his arms to prevent it from getting cold.

Then he took his wife and left quickly.

Holding a knife in one hand, his back looks burly and fierce.

Despite this, he still attracted the vicious tracking of refugees.

A staggering old man was pushed to the front and fell forward. If it weren't for the help of Ye Qingcheng's quick-sighted family, his food today would have been in trouble.

The old man was very embarrassed: "I, I have jade in my hand. Can you exchange it for half a steamed bun?"

A little carrot head of four or five years old walked out next to him. He was dirty and had only one pair of bright eyes.

He looked at the meat buns on the stall and kept swallowing his saliva.

Ye Qingcheng signaled him to take out the jade.

The old man took out the piece of jade from his arms and stretched out his cracked hand tremblingly.

There is hope in his eyes.

"This piece of jade was a token of love between my wife and I. Do you think it's worth it?"

Ye Qingcheng took a look and saw that it was a good piece of jade. He put it into the space using his backpack as a barrier, and he could clearly feel the pleasure of the space.

He reached out and picked up two meat buns: "You can exchange them for two meat buns."

The old man had a smile on his face, rubbed his dirty hands, and carefully took the two big meat buns, hiding one in his arms and leaving the other for his grandson.

"Be good, eat quickly."

The little guy Awu bit into half of it in one bite, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and he looked up at the old man.

"Grandpa, the meat buns are so delicious, why don't you eat them?"

The little carrot head looked at Grandpa doubtfully.

"Uh, um, grandpa isn't hungry yet. He'll eat when he is."

The little carrot head pouted and was unwilling to take a second bite: "Grandpa lied. He said the same thing yesterday when we were eating fried pancakes. In fact, you didn't eat anything."

"Be good, grandpa ate it while you were sleeping."

The old man was weak when he spoke, his eyes were wandering and his body was trembling.

Apparently he hasn't eaten for a long time.

The two of them, one old and one young, couldn't find any work at the base. They could only make a living by picking up garbage, and they couldn't even afford the cheapest straw cakes.

He glanced at the hiking bag reluctantly, which contained the only token of his and his wife's life.

This thing could be sold for millions before the end of the world, but now, it can only be exchanged for two meat buns.

I'm afraid these two meat buns were given by the stall owner out of kindness.

After all, these things will be useless in the end times.

"Grandpa won't eat, so I won't eat either." The little carrot head was very stubborn. Although his hungry stomach growled, he didn't take a bite.

The refugees nearby were all anxious.

"I said, do you want to eat or not? If you don't want to eat, I will."

Finally, someone couldn't help it anymore, stretched out his hand to grab it, and about to put his mouth on the bun, but was knocked over by a sudden strong wind.

Ye Qingcheng slapped the wooden board with his hand: "You are not allowed to cause trouble in my territory."

This song is about beating a cow in the air, which scares the surrounding refugees.

Even the fat aunt shrank her neck, she turned out to be a person with superpowers? No wonder the clothes are so clean and there are extra buns to eat.

The old man also knew that he might not be able to keep the buns hidden on his body, so he exchanged fifty straw cakes and ice cream at the stall next to him.

Ice cubes are water condensed by water-type superpowers. They condense into ice and are placed on the stall in pieces.

There are also grass cakes, which are eaten by humans living at the lowest level. As the name suggests, they are cakes made from crushed grass.

Fortunately, these grasses are not contaminated, otherwise they would not be edible.

In just one minute, Ye Qingcheng's stall was sold out.

She smiled at the people coming and going and said: "I will come again tomorrow and there will be more types of food. I hope you will come again."

Everyone was excited when they heard that they were coming tomorrow.

"Are you telling the truth? Jade can also be exchanged for steamed buns?"

Some people can't believe it. After all, this thing will be treated as garbage after the end of the world and no one will want it.

There are still people exchanging food for waste products?

Ye Qingcheng nodded sincerely.

"Yes, if there is good jade, I will buy it at a high price."

The crowd began to riot.

Even ordinary people without special powers are eager to try and gear up.

"Oh my gosh, I'm going out to look for jade today."

The area around the Blue City base has been cleared by the army, and there are no zombies or mutant creatures.

But at the same time, all the supplies were cleared away, leaving only useless things.