When the two arrived at the food court, they found that there were large tents connected in the middle, and the surrounding areas were all small vendors, forming a large night market.
Hot and spicy soup, pancakes and fruits, fried dumplings, fried rice dumplings, soup dumplings, and stinky tofu are basically all kinds of delicacies from all over China.
"There are so many types of snacks here. I want to eat this." Chen Yuanyuan walked to a stall selling donkeys and rolled.
"Please ask for one, with mixed flavors." Shen Yichen said.
"Babei, do you want to pack it?" the stall owner asked.
"Well, pack it up." Shen Yichen said.
Nowadays, plastic bags have long been discontinued. The stall owner skillfully wraps them with dried leaves and malan grass as rope.
"The prices here are quite cheap." Chen Yuanyuan looked at the prices at several stalls. They were about 60 to 30% off those at the Guangdong base. She didn't expect that a trip of 300 kilometers would be so cheap in a tourist area.
"The logistics here are well connected and the supply of raw materials is relatively large, so the price is naturally lower." Shen Yichen said.
It is true that the imported materials in most bases are relatively expensive. The Guangdong base is located in the south. Although it is not remote, it is not in the center of China.
If you really want to consider it cheap, apart from seafood, the electricity bill at the Yuecheng base is also cheap.
The two of them walked from stall to stall along the road. Except for some skewers that they ate while walking, most of the food was packed in portions.
After going around, both of them were half full, and their hands were full of food.
Perhaps after the apocalypse, some food additive factories that produce high-tech and sophisticated food have ceased operations, so most delicacies have returned to their original nature, using the simplest and most primitive seasonings and fresh raw materials.
Although the seasoning is not as good as before the apocalypse, if you eat more, you will not feel dry mouth and throat, and you can enjoy the original taste of the food.
Seeing that there were gradually more and more people, the two of them quickly found a seat in the center of the square. After sitting down, they opened a few packages of food and started chatting.
"It feels like the temperature here is quite cool." Chen Yuanyuan feels that it is around 27 or 8 degrees Celsius now.
"The temperature in the basin here varies greatly from day to day. You can't even get out through the door during the day, but it has indeed cooled down a bit recently." Shen Yichen explained.
"Don't tell me that I haven't noticed that the temperature has been cooling down recently." Chen Yuanyuan said with a smile.
Chen Yuanyuan looked at the weather records on her phone. Indeed, in the past week, the temperature dropped by about half a degree almost every day. Although it was not as fast as the temperature rose, this was still good news.
"You definitely don't know if you stay at home every day and don't go out much. Look." Shen Yichen put his hand on Chen Yuanyuan's. The two of them had obvious skin color differences, one black and one white.
"Hey, I'm a cold white-skin!"
The two of them were eighty percent full, and there were still half of the snacks that they had not tasted yet. However, Chen Yuanyuan was not afraid of wasting the snacks if she had the space. She would take them back to the hotel and put them away, and they could also take them out as a late-night snack in the evening.
"Let's go back for a walk and eat some food." Chen Yuanyuan took out a large plastic bag from her bag and packed up the remaining food.
"Okay." Shen Yichen picked up the bag with one hand, held Chen Yuanyuan with the other, and walked in the direction he came from.
Most of the people living in the Hecheng base are middle- and lower-class migrant workers. Although their lives are not rich, they feel that there is more life here.
As the two of them walked along the road, many mobile vendors came forward to sell some souvenirs, all of which were some local specialty Huangjing wine.
Although it was a little expensive, it was not easy to pass on the brewing craft in the barren post-apocalyptic world, so the two of them bought several bottles.
"Handsome guy, beautiful girl, are you coming here for a trip?" A thin man stepped forward to chat with the two of them.
"What's the matter?" Shen Yichen said coldly.
"I think you are here for a trip. I wonder if you are interested in the music festival the day after tomorrow." The thin man took out two music festival tickets from his pocket.
Just before going out, Chen Yuanyuan was traveling in Hecheng and saw overwhelming advertisements to promote this music festival. At that time, she also saw several slightly famous singers from before the apocalypse participating in performances.
However, when I clicked in, the tickets were already sold out, so I didn’t mention it specifically.
"How much does it cost?" Shen Yichen looked at Chen Yuanyuan and asked when he saw that she was very interested.
"The 1,688 shells in area A, the 688 shells in area C, and the ones in areas B and D are out of stock." said the thin man.
Shen Yichen looked at the price of door rolls in Area A. The official price was 688. It seemed that this was also a scalper.
"1688 two?" Shen Yichen said.
"This is a price that is negotiable! We can negotiate!" The thin man wanted to leave when he saw Shen Yichen holding Chen Yuanyuan's hand, so he immediately kept him.
Chen Yuanyuan looked at the thin man as if she had seen him somewhere before, thought for a moment and then asked.
"Do you know Shouhou from the Guangdong base?" He feels very familiar, and he is very similar to the second-hand dealer Shouhou.
"Eh? Do you know my brother?" the thin man asked.
"Is this your brother?" Chen Yuanyuan handed him the phone to look at.
Chen Yuanyuan opened Wu Mingkong's dialog box on Yue Cheng Tong. Although he could not send messages now, he also saw that Chen Yuanyuan patronized him a lot.
"Yes, yes, my name is Wu Mingbai. Just call me Wubai. How do you call the two of you?" Wubai immediately became enthusiastic when he saw that Chen Yuanyuan was a regular customer of his eldest brother.
"Just call me Yuanyuan, what's the lowest price for your ticket?" Chen Yuanyuan wanted to pick up the ticket and take a look, but she didn't expect to be held tightly by Wubai.
"What are you doing? You can't watch it yet?" Chen Yuanyuan asked.
Wubaijian couldn't hold it anymore, so he turned it over and showed it to Chen Yuanyuan. He saw a big word "GIFT TICKET" printed on the back.
"Hey, I don't want to fuck you anymore. I took back these two tickets. Do you like the 888 Bei?" Wu Bai said awkwardly with a smile.
"You are less honest in business than your brother. You also want to deceive tourists. 388 a piece, no more." Chen Yuanyuan said.
"Sister, I still lost a lot with 388. I also took back 400 pieces. Now they are selling for 1,000 pieces. You can take 688." I don't want to spend 500. After all, I am a regular customer of my brother. , just make less money to save a reputation.
"Let's do it, five hundred shells a piece, it doesn't matter if you're good to me, or if I'm good to your brother." Chen Yuanyuan thought he would also call it five hundred, so she gave him five hundred shells in return.
After Chen Yuanyuan's bargaining, he finally bought two tickets for 500 Bei each, but by the way, he had to hire him for the business of two boxes of Huangjing Liquor.
Chen Yuanyuan originally planned to buy more to take back to the Guangdong base as souvenirs. The price of five hundred was also suitable, so she bought it from him.
"Brother, sister, I'm going to bring the wine over now and take you back to the hotel. You guys wait here." Wubai was not as good at selling Huangjing wine as those aunts. He sold two boxes of wine at once, which was still good. You can earn hundreds more.
"Go." Shen Yichen waved his hand, and Wubai walked away quickly.
(End of chapter)
