Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

When the natural disaster of the undead swept across the bad blocks of St. Joseph Avenue, Ji Tang and Zhao Zhenzhen, who arrived late, arrived at the city of Innatrix with their logistics troops.

Because the lords Yang and Rex took away all the officers and most of the security team members, and the town had to keep people to look after the house, Ji Tang and Zhao Zhenzhen had to temporarily hire a lot of townspeople to help with the loading of the goods. Night……

Connected with the operators in the camp and learned about the battle situation, Political Commissar Zhao, who is very good at mass work, immediately assigned the available operators to groups and issued new tasks.

More than 2000 undead looted in the city... Even if the campaign against pornography and illegal activities was carried out only in specific areas and against specific groups of people, it would definitely cause uneasiness to the residents of the city.

After all, the undead are inhuman creatures, and the brothels, clients, and gambling dogs targeted by precise attacks are all from the same city. Out of the most simple feelings of hurting their kind, the residents of the city will inevitably have empathy for the criminals who were attacked. Disgust, resentment, and fear towards the undead; these emotions, coupled with anxiety and tension, can easily further intensify into panic and commotion—and then something big will happen.

The task of the operators is to appease the tension of the residents in the city, promote bilateral relations, and resolve the residents' antagonism towards Westem.

When the operators and clients in the clubhouse area of ​​St. Joseph Avenue were stuffed into a square carriage and sent to the prison, Operator Barton and two colleagues drove a group of local young men who had just signed employment contracts, and drove several trucks full of goods. The high-chassis iron-cased carriage (the modified version of the above-mentioned agricultural four-like tractor) came to the free market less than 500 meters away from the bar area.

Due to the territorial war, the Liberty Market was very deserted, and most merchants did not dare to set up their stalls (for fear of being looted), and the market square, which usually had to be reserved in advance, was empty, except for a few vegetable vendors huddling together to keep warm on the edge.

After the carriage stopped, operator Barton and his two colleagues quickly organized the young men to unload goods and set up stalls.

These young men are people who are used to work, their hands and feet are more flexible than ordinary farmers, and their skins are thicker than farmers who have never been out of the village. After the stalls are set up, Barton will safely release these young men and run to the surrounding blocks, Propaganda in residential areas...

John, the freckled boy Sanji, the workshop apprentice Tommy, and Bobby who used to do errands in the bar area. These four young people signed a work contract and came to seek refuge with the familiar Barton. Ms. Zhao asked them to choose their own candidates At that time, Barton gathered several young people to his side.

Afraid of disappointing the expectations of Barton's officers, the four young men picked up the plates containing the samples, the four-piece set of denim clothes, jeans, thermos (sheets and quilt covers), and other samples, and ran to the nearby blocks.

Due to the chaos in the bar area next door, the neighborhood near the Liberty Market was unusually deserted, and many people were afraid to go out. John and the others had the cheek to knock on the door and shouted at the windows of the residents: "Is anyone home? Weiss Tem's cheap and easy-to-use items are on sale again, thick cloth ready-to-wear, bed sheets and quilt covers, and thermos bottles are back in stock for only [-] copper coins, and there are also freshly-launched tarantulas for sale!"

The locals of the Westham caravan who came to the city a day ago still had a profound influence. Although they knew that the streets were in chaos today, many people still poked their heads out from their homes...

As long as the clever freckled boy Sangji sees that the owner is willing to show up, he immediately raises the sample plate and smashes it in other people's faces. With his business smile trained by buying newspapers, he enthusiastically said: "Try it, ma'am, it's free." The Tarantan cookies I tried were delicious and cheap, beyond imagination!"

The locals are not willing to miss out on something that can be eaten for free. In addition, the little boy Sanji is so enthusiastic that it is hard to refuse, many housewives who are hiding at home reluctantly tried a small piece...

Then the eyes of these housewives lit up.

This so-called Tarantan cake is actually Yang Qiu's long-awaited killer: expired moon cake.

Anyone with life experience knows that once the fourteenth of August passes, the price of mooncakes will start to drop on the fifteenth day of August.

In a few days, the mooncakes that were originally sold in the gift box will be dismantled and sold by the merchant, and the gift box will be kept for next year...

In another half a month, one or two months, moon cakes worth a few yuan a catty will not be sold. Black-hearted merchants will put away the moon cakes, stuff them with enough preservatives, and put them on sale until next year; As for the merchants, they took it and smashed it to make feed...

The batch of mooncakes in Yang Qiu's hand was intercepted from the merchant on the way to the feed factory... cough cough cough cough!

This kind of high-sugar and low-moisture stuff can be stored for a long time, so don't worry about the shelf life!

The batch of mooncakes produced by merchants in G Province are mainly five kernels, bean paste, rock sugar, and sesame mooncakes. Because the bean paste filling is barely sold, it is not a lot, and the sweetness (for people in G province) is rock sugar, Sesame mooncakes and five-nut mooncakes, which young people firmly reject, accounted for [-]%.

But for the inhabitants of this world... How can sweetness be considered a disadvantage? !It must be a great advantage! !

How dare you dislike the delicious cookies with almonds, peach kernels, olive kernels, sesame seeds, sunflower seeds, and thick fillings? !Forget about starving! !

When they heard that this kind of sweet and filling (emphasis) cookie was only sold for two copper coins each, the housewives couldn't sit still, and hurriedly gathered the copper coins at home, and rushed out with a basket.

Someone took the lead, and more and more people went out naturally—many people didn’t grab the good products sold by the Westam people before, even if there was no new product of "Talentine Cookies", People in the surrounding neighborhoods are also very willing to buy Westem products.

Soon, the "sales point" that Barton was in charge of surrounded a human wall with three floors inside and three floors outside.

The vast majority of people came here for the cheap four-piece thermos, scarf and gloves at the beginning. Although the communication methods in this world are still relatively backward, people have few entertainment methods. Rare and legendary information is in the The speed of transmission in crowd gatherings is no slower than that of the circle of friends on the earth. In one night, enough information about these Westem products spread to every household.

After trying finger-sized Tarantan cookies, these natives from other worlds who live in a resource-poor environment and have never been exposed to the power of excess production in their life experienced the joy and trouble of the hand-chopping party for the first time... …

The same situation happened not only at the St. Joseph Avenue Free Market, but also at the Mary Street Market in the West District, the tavern center in the South District, the Cross Square in the East District, and even the Workers Square in the factory district in the North City.

Some citizens who watched the scene of the looting in the bar area of ​​St. Joseph Avenue hurried back home, anxiously mentioned the situation in the bar area, and wanted to discuss with their wives whether they should pack up their belongings and go to live with their parents in the countryside for a few days.

"Why do you want to live in the country?" My wife asked strangely.

The citizens were shocked: "Didn't you hear what I just said? The new lord actually let his undead rob the streets! The bar area is almost emptied by those undead!"

"You ran to the bar area again? There are not enough taverns in Nancheng District for you to drink!" The wife was furious.

"I just passed by there when I came back from get off work!" The citizen quickly explained, "It's not important, the important thing is what I said just now, those undead are looting on the street! Can't you tell the difference?!"

"The new lord wants to rob those rich people who run bars, what's your business? Can you share a penny of the money earned by those bars?" The wife said aggressively.

The citizens were furious: "Why don't you think about it, even those rich people's big bars are robbed as soon as they say, what about people like us who don't know anyone and have no background!"

The wife was also very angry, and all the years of dissatisfaction burst out, she spread her hands and said, "Look at this house for yourself, the most valuable thing is the bicycle you bought when you got married, and my sewing machine was passed down to me by my mother." Are these old antiques worthy of being snatched by others? Could it be that those undead will come to snatch me as a wife?"

The citizens choked.

Living in the city is not easy. A small bag of bread costs five copper coins, and a small bottle of butter costs more than 20 copper coins. If it weren’t for the autumn harvest, food and vegetables are cheap, and ordinary people can only eat this meal at noon. I am full, and usually only use mashed potatoes to fill my stomach at night, and I don't have much money to buy furniture.

The wife shook off the just-folded jeans and said angrily: "The gentlemen in Westham said that the temperature is going to drop soon, and I want people who have to work hard in winter to buy a set or two of cold-proof clothes. People like us don't have much money, and a set of such thick clothes only costs twenty copper coins. And you, you think the new lord from Westham wants to rob you of your rags, I have never seen it so ridiculous thing!"

It was only then that the citizens noticed the thick dark blue men's suit in his wife's hand, and her face was embarrassing...

This set of [-] copper coins Westham citizens have seen someone wearing it on the street. Although the style is a bit strange, I have to say that the quality of this suit is indeed better than all his clothes combined. The multiple pockets The design is also very suitable for men to hold odd tools.

This kind of good clothes are priced in silver coins even if they are placed in a second-hand clothing store. Everyone's money is really unreasonable.

Seeing her husband submissive, the wife smiled flatteringly at her, and then her face softened a little, and she took out a tarantula wrapped in oiled paper from the basket and stuffed it to her husband: "I bought the rest of the money for the clothes." Take this with you to fill your stomach when you are not busy in the afternoon."

The citizen could not help but smile gratefully at his wife when he smelled the fragrance through the oiled paper.

On the lunch table, in addition to corn chowder and sliced ​​bread, there was also a thick pie cut into triangles...

Similar situations happen in many families.

People in any world are very resilient. As long as life continues, people can accept religious brainwashing, high-handed rule, N mountains, and layers of exploitation.

As long as there are no people with ulterior motives who try to use public opinion in every possible way, and viciously let already fragile ordinary people charge for other people's high-ranking officials, wealth, prosperity, and wealth, the acceptance and tolerance of the people will far exceed that of many so-called "masters" and "non-human beings". profit organization", "public intellectual", "civil rights/religious campaigner" -- such as a certain white elephant, such as a certain eagle sauce, such as a certain day has set, such as a certain Australia.

The history of people on earth has proved countless times that there is no so-called irreconcilable contradiction between the masses. The Chinese people who have suffered from aggression will adopt island orphans, and Christians will extend a helping hand to the suffering white hats. vice versa.

What is truly irreconcilable is the conflict over the distribution of cakes between politicians, between interest groups, and between civil rights activists, religious activists, and civil rights activists.

It's just a new lord, just a few more daunting undead neighbors, for the vast majority of Inadrian citizens who don't have much choice, it's not worth their life to oppose.

Of course...Yang Qiu will not give opportunists the opportunity to take advantage of "public opinion".