In the early morning, the sun shone through the glass. Bairan frowned slightly, slowly opened his eyes, got up and washed up. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw a tray and two small cups on the ground.
There was a note pressed down that said [Good morning. 】
The signature pen at the end is erratic. After careful identification, I can see that it is the three characters Helian Jing. The characters are very beautiful, but I can't understand them, which is equal to 0.
She put the note back, looked at the tray and began to think, if something goes wrong, there must be a monster. He is cooking dinner and breakfast, what is he going to do?
Could it be that he wanted her to discount more.
Bairan directly denied the other possibility.
She is not so narcissistic that all men will fall in love with her when they see her. Isn't that a disease?
In the end, I didn't eat breakfast and left it where it was, but there was an extra line on the note, [Thank you, but I won't need it in the future. 】
Just as Bai Ran was wondering whether to continue eating instant noodles or bread today, the communication machine received a text message from He Xuzhou - a new canteen was added on the first floor and was open 24 hours a day.
She looked at the time. It was 10:12 in the morning, which was a very early time. There must be no one there. Bairan was fully armed and ready to pick some dishes and then pack them back to eat. She had negotiated with the chef to deliver them regularly every day. Meals are delivered to your doorstep.
Hey, it would be great if there was a takeout business, so I wouldn’t have to run around.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and she remembered the two customers she met a few days ago - two ordinary people. They came to the store to apply for jobs. They were both residents of Ebony. They had no superpowers and could not hunt zombies and zombies. Warcraft only survives on a small amount of supplies donated by the base.
It's a pity that she doesn't need a clerk here. The two people suddenly became dejected and talked a lot to themselves. They basically expressed how ordinary people like them should live. They have become the most useless scum. The Galaxy Base is still You can protect ordinary people, but if you leave here, you will really have no life.
Ordinary people are the most pitiable existence in the apocalypse, but now there is a shortage of materials, the federal management system has collapsed, and the major bases are acting independently, snatching scarce resources, and fighting against each other. Looking at the entire Blue Star, the cooperation between Galaxy and Sunset is jaw-dropping.
If the equivalent of a constant resource is occupied by more people, each person's weight will be compressed and reduced.
After listening to the expressions of those people, Bai Ran wanted to change, but she didn't know how to start. She could give them materials for free, but they would always be abandoned when she left.
Takeout is a good idea, especially now. She has negotiated cooperation with several bases, but those with supernatural powers outside have to participate in battles, are too busy, or live far away, and have never heard of her little talk. shop.
Long-distance delivery, and because things like zombie brains are only valuable to her, she doesn't have to worry about the deliveryman making donations and absconding.
Bai Ran was thinking all the way. He came back to his senses when he opened the door of the cafeteria. There were still a few people inside, but fortunately not many.
She pushed up her mask and walked to the window. There was a dazzling array of dishes inside. She chose the few she wanted to eat the most and said to the cook aunt, "Pack it."
While waiting, I heard someone shouting, "Boss Bai, is this Boss Bai?"
She turned her head and looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the hall. He stood up and waved to her. Who is this man?
But before she could recall it, she saw the man walking towards her.
Bairan stepped back, and he moved forward.
It wasn't until he heard the unbearable "Stop!" that he stopped and said with a simple smile, "Sorry, I scared you. I just want to thank you. Thank you for improving our lives."
At first, no one paid much attention to the shops outside the base. Later, the materials distributed by the marshal became more abundant and generous, and the rice that was rarely eaten once a year was actually available for every meal. Only then did some people say that Boss Bai was selling goods.
The brothers also went to the store several times, bringing a bag full of crystal cores, ready to see if they could exchange them for anything. Who knew, she actually didn't want such a treasure.
Zombie Brain, this is not something you can get at your fingertips. You have exchanged a lot of good things, including chocolate and milk. These are foods that you could only exchange for by performing third-level merits before.
"I'm a businessman." Bai Ran spit out, so there's nothing to thank him for, everyone just gets what they need.
The food had been packed and placed in front of the display window. Bairan walked over quickly, and when she turned to leave, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist. She subconsciously jerked away, heard a "Hey!", looked over, and realized it was a man. An old woman with gray hair and a shambling step.
Bairan pursed her lips tightly and was debating whether to apologize or not when she heard the old woman pouring out words just like Jilaishu.
"Girl, thank you very much."
"My son has told me that without you, our canteen would not be able to open. Now everyone can have enough to eat."
Just after saying a few words, the topic suddenly changed direction.
"Girl, how old are you this year? Why are you still wearing a mask? Don't worry, everything in the base is safe and there is no virus."
"24." Bai Ran spit out a number stiffly, feeling panicked in her heart. The uneasy feeling surged up again. She took the takeaway and fled towards the door.
"24 is good, have you dated a boyfriend? Although it's the end of the world, it's the age you've come to. I think back then I had a baby when I was 20. My son was working as a designer in Construction Department 1. He was very talented. I'd like to introduce you to him. For a while? Just have a meal."
What the hell.
Bai Ran was stunned, and the disgust she originally had due to social fear was even worse now. Her stomach was churning. No wonder she didn't like this old lady at the first sight.
Sure enough, he looked shrewd.
She stepped back, but the old lady grabbed her sleeve with a force that burst out from nowhere.
Bairan pulled it twice but didn't pull it away, thinking: if she pulls it now, if the old lady falls, she won't blackmail her.
Although there are witnesses here, they may all be on the old lady's side. When encountering such an incompetent person, you can't explain it with ten mouths.
Suddenly a sentence came to my ears, "Smelly old woman, are you shameless? How old is your son? He must be in his early thirties. What kind of man do you think is this kind of man who no one wants in the junk market?" If it weren't for the lack of people in the Ministry of Construction, do you think your son would be able to come in? If it weren't for the marshal's kindness, would you be able to step into the base gate? Let go of your dirty hands. I'm speechless. Last time you dragged me to accompany your son. Didn't you get scolded enough by me while you were eating? You're being a bitch again, aren't you?"
The old lady immediately let go of Bai Ran and cursed at the woman who was speaking, very filthy. But as soon as she opened her mouth to say a few words, her mouth was sealed and she couldn't say anything.
"It's finally quiet." The woman took a sip of the soup, wiped her mouth, and said, "My name is Mingxi. I've heard of you for a long time. It's better to see you than to hear it a hundred times."
"Bairan. Thank you."
"It's okay. She's already upset."
