The chosen boss of the end times, just wants to lie down

Many people came to Chen Ye to exchange things one after another. Most of them exchanged instant noodles, fast food and purified water.

Some families with elderly or children also exchanged some rice and flour. The power provided by the generator was very limited, and diesel became even more precious.

Not to mention burning firewood, even the wooden furniture in the house was very damp due to the two months of rain, and there was nothing dry to burn.

Normally, the gentlemen and ladies in the wealthy area would not even look at things like self-heating rice and self-heating hot pot. But now they are smiling brightly while holding them.

It's been too long since I had a fresh, hot meal.

Someone stood in the back, muttering that Chen Ye's asking price was too high. A jade bracelet was only exchanged for a few boxes of self-heating rice and a few bottles of water. You know, the jade bracelet cost tens of thousands of yuan at the time.

Chen Chen raised his eyes and rolled his eyes at the man, while he was busy accepting the jade bracelet. Li Xiong and Uncle Li were picking out things to give to the people who came to exchange them.

At this time, the door of Chen Ye's house was open, and a table with a lot of items on it was placed at the door.

The owners wore raincoats and lined up in an orderly manner. Apart from complaining about the high prices, no one dared to come forward to grab the goods, and no one even cut in line.

Chen Ye's voice came out with a chilly tone: "Supplies should be distributed in a few days. If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to exchange it. The price will be higher next time you come!"

Everyone tilted their heads and looked inside, and saw the woman in the yard sitting in a rocking chair with a book in her hands. On the small coffee table was a pot of hot tea and two plates of fresh fruit.

Dunmo was standing behind her, with an indifferent look on his face, like a demon god.

There were lush, fresh vegetables growing in the yard, which made everyone envious.

Not far away there were two black and white animals eating carrots.

After looking at it for a long time, I dared to confirm that it was a panda that should live in a zoo or Sichuan City base.

These days, people are not even as successful as pandas.

Although Chen Ye said that supplies would be distributed soon, several people left with their gold jewelry, but many people still stayed.

Everyone has received supplies and knows the ins and outs.

Although Chen Ye's asking price was too high at this time, most of the people living here valued their lives. If they lost money, they could earn it again, but if they starved to death, it would be all in vain.

The thinking of poor and rich people is really different.

The poor only think that if they have no money, they will not be able to eat in the future. They can have their lives, but not money. Because they have no money, they deny themselves and think that their lives are worthless.

If you can live, live; if you can't live, die. Anyway, it can't be rotten if you put it in a certain position, it can't lie flat, and it can't be rolled up.

The rich usually just save their lives first.

For them, making money is a very easy thing. Money can make money. If you work hard for half your life and only earn enough to survive, then there must be something wrong with your thinking.

The interesting thing is that when you are poor, you value money more than life. But once you become rich, you will completely deny what you said before, and then automatically substitute the thinking of the rich, exclude all your past shame, and start to laugh at the ridiculous behavior of others who value money over life.

You see, isn’t it very contradictory?

At this time, someone in the crowd asked timidly: "I want to exchange some vegetable seeds, is that okay?"

Chen Ye turned his head and looked over. It was a thin, elderly woman. Although her clothes were a little messy, her hair was combed meticulously.

Because in the past two days, all the people who came here exchanged food, and no one exchanged seeds. Uncle Li looked back at Chen Ye and asked what she meant.

Chen Ye put down the book, stood up from the rocking chair, walked to the door, and said to the woman, "Who are you from?"

That night, the woman saw Chen Ye and Danmo from afar, covered in blood, like Rakshasas and Yakshas from hell. Now she saw Chen Ye approaching her, and her legs could not even stand straight.

"I, I'm from 1617." The woman lowered her head and stammered.

"What seeds do you want to change?" Chen Ye sensed the other party's fear and lowered his voice.

The woman looked up, as if to confirm Chen Ye's intention, and seeing that his face was calm and not like that of a demon, she relaxed a little and whispered, "Potatoes, sweet potatoes, radishes, etc. are all fine. Melons are also fine."

It is obvious that this woman has some farming experience. At this time, root crops rich in starch and water are the first choice.

There are 152 households in Tiandu Mansion, and more than half of them are vacant.

More than 80% of the houses are occupied, and the yards are basically gardens and leisure areas. Occasionally, a few households grow some green onions and small vegetables, but most of them are green plants and flowers.

It looked very beautiful before, surrounded by flowers and green plants.

In the past two months of rainy weather, many people did not seal the skylights. Now looking back, many plants have been killed by the initial acid rain. It is a mess. The remaining ones are really tenacious, but in the continuous rain, their roots have either rotted and died, or they have grown wildly.

Chen Ye shook his head. The woman's idea was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. It was a pity that she couldn't grow it. It was too late. There was still a month before the plants grew and the extreme cold weather came.

"If you don't have a heating system, don't waste it. I have ready-made food here that I can exchange for you. It's too late for you to grow it."

The woman was puzzled. Even in the cold winter of S City, it wouldn't be that severe. But seeing that Chen Ye's face had become very cold, she didn't dare to continue to pester him.

After exchanging some rice and flour for food, we left.

Chen Ye observed the crowd coming to exchange supplies, but he didn't notice the men who came to his house for the first time and said they wanted to buy things with money. Except for the long-haired woman, who came to exchange for water, self-heating rice, instant noodles, etc.

The remaining three men never showed up.

The property management staff only came over from a distance a few times and didn't actually change anything.

Then the next day, no one came to Chen Ye's door to exchange things.

Da Mao came to tell her that he was the owner of 1316, and that they were also exchanging supplies with others together with the property management company, and their prices were much cheaper than Chen Ye's. They also had medicines.

So everyone ran to Room 1316.

Chen Ye smiled and didn't get angry.

1316 used to be in the supply chain business, so with their resources, it was not difficult to gather a batch of supplies. Besides, he himself might have a lot of supplies in private, so after seeing Chen Ye's operation, it was expected that he would take some action.

Chen Ye was not in a hurry, he was just accumulating gold and jade a little slower.

The road to natural disasters is still long, and she doesn't have to upgrade the space to the highest level. With the current supplies, she can live to the end at will.