The base will distribute fixed supplies every month to ordinary people who create labor for the base.
There are also people who cannot create a labor force. For these people, the materials distributed by the base can only keep them alive.
Again, there is no place in this world that is willing to support people who do nothing unconditionally.
Since Zhou Yian came to power, the West District has strengthened its management and specially arranged patrols to prevent bullying of the weak in this place.
In the chaos of the end of the world, when most people lose their humanity, the reason why many people would rather travel across mountains and rivers to enter the base is that since they enter the base, the base will protect them. The world outside is already in chaos.
Perhaps because of the New Year, a folk custom engraved in people's bones has some human touch even in the last days.
Almost all of the people setting up stalls had thin faces and yellow muscles, and they were obviously in a state of not having enough to eat.
It's snowing today, and there are many people visiting the West District. Some are holding umbrellas, some are without umbrellas, their heads are covered with snowflakes, and some are wearing hats or covering their heads with a piece of cloth.
The people setting up the stage were in the same situation, but there were specially built rain-proof sheds along the way, which should have been built by the base specifically for this market.
Ye Shang looked around and saw that most of them were handmade, and there were also some, well, very valuable things before the end of the world, such as diamonds, jewelry, etc.
Ye Shang saw an old lady, hunched over, sitting on a stone. In front of her was a piece of cloth with some red window paper on it, with the word "福" written on it.
Ye Shang knelt down, picked up a few blessings, and asked, "How to sell them?"
The old lady held out two fingers and said, "Two pieces of bread or biscuits will do."
As she said that, she pointed out the words written on a piece of cardboard to Ye Shang.
Ye Shang looked over and saw, "As long as it's food."
Next to the old lady sat a small little girl. In front of the little girl, there were some small things she made herself, such as little rabbits outlined with wool.
She was quite courageous, "Guest, we can buy anything as long as it's food, do you think?"
They don't mind how much, as long as they have it. Basically, one piece of food is exchanged for a piece of window paper or a handicraft.
These were the supplies and food that she and her grandma had saved up before, and were exchanged for those powerful superpowers, and then they were made by themselves.
Ye Shang took several pieces of window paper and said to Chen Zui, "Have a look and see if there is anything you like?"
Chen Zui had a pair of big round eyes with clear black and white pupils, and the surrounding areas were not as red as before. He also squatted down and picked a little tiger from the little girl's stall, "Sister, I just want this."
"Yes." Ye Shang stood up, took out a ten-pound bag of flour from the space and handed it over, "Are these enough?"
The child opened his mouth wide. Although he could occasionally see powerful superpowers using superpowers, they were rarely encountered. In the West District, offensive superpowers were not allowed to be used.
She looked at Ye Shang and stammered: "There are too many guests, how about you choose more."
Ye Shang shook his head, "No need."
Put down the flour and go shopping with Chen Zui.
After they left, the little girl hurriedly pulled the flour behind her grandmother and took out a rag to wrap it up.
Although the base is not as chaotic as it was originally after the reform, everyone who lives here must keep in mind the principle of not exposing their wealth.
(End of chapter)
