Extremely cold apocalypse: I use a cornucopia to store billions of supplies

Since the solar storm broke out and the extreme cold came.

Food is only consumed but not produced, and survivors can find less and less food.

Wang Liang was originally a third-year junior high school student living under the wings of his parents. Like all students, he once complained about hard study and too much homework.

I once imagined that one day the world would end and I wouldn’t need to study anymore. Maybe I could awaken my powers like the protagonist in the novel and do whatever I want from now on.

However, when the end of the world really came, it was completely different from what he imagined.

In order to find food for him and his mother, his father went out once and never came back.

My mother was ill and had a fever and was bedridden. There was nothing to eat at home.

Wang Liang could only shoulder the heavy responsibility of finding supplies.

But he was young and had no social experience. He couldn't find food. He could only find things that had nothing to do with food, or things that had been thrown carelessly on the street.

The same goes for thinking about finding something to exchange for contribution points if you can’t find food.

The gold on the stall was what he saw scattered on the ground in a house, and he picked it up.

In addition to gold, there are also things like a used toothbrush and a used towel.

But these things can't be exchanged for a pack of cold medicine or a steamed bun.

Wang Liang has been setting up a stall here for two days, but he hasn't gotten anything.

The supplies distributed by the army were used up yesterday, and there are still two days until the next time the supplies are received. If they can't replace the supplies, he and his mother can only survive these two days by melting some snow water.

He could carry it, but mother...

Wang Liang stared closely at a few frozen steamed buns placed on a stall not far away.

Although the steamed buns are hard to bite after they are frozen, they are better than vegetables that are frozen into icy lumps and rice that cannot be cooked.

It is already a rare delicious food.

After two days, he was sure.

No one in this market was willing to exchange anything with him for gold that was of no use at all.

If he rushes over and takes two steamed buns and runs away, can he run away?

Wang Liang had already had this idea.

Suddenly a shadow blocked him.

But he didn't care,

I thought it was just another passerby.

Until a voice sounded above his head:

"How to sell gold?"

"You, you want gold?!"

After two days, someone finally asked, and Wang Liang stood up excitedly.

But because he hadn't eaten anything and his blood sugar was too low, his eyes suddenly turned black, and he sat down on the ground again.

Lin Shi frowned and waited for the young man in front of him to calm down.

Wang Liang said excitedly:

"Exchange these for two steamed buns!"

After thinking about it, I felt that my price was too high, so I immediately changed my mind:

"A steamed bun! Or a pound of rice."

A pound of rice is indeed more filling than a steamed bun when cooked.

But things that can make a fire are too precious now. A few sticks of firewood cost a pound of rice.

Even the matches at home have been sold by him in exchange for food. Even if he gets rice in exchange, he can only eat it raw.

Lin Shi glanced at the gold on the stall.

He has a whole bag of rice in his space, but he doesn't have anything like steamed buns at all.

He took out two sealed loaves of bread from the backpack he had prepared in advance and asked:

"Can I use this to change my career?"

The moment Wang Liang saw the bread, he couldn't take his eyes away.

In the past, my mother would buy a box of this kind of bread and put it at home, and let him take a few to school every day to eat when he was hungry.

He was tired of it by then.

Now seeing the familiar color and packaging again, Wang Liang's eyes turned red when he thought of his mother who was still lying on the bed, and he forgot to agree for a moment.

"Not enough?" Lin Shi frowned slightly.

Wang Liang came back to his senses and nodded hurriedly:

"Enough, enough!"

Two loaves of bread don't look like much.

But Wang Liang knew that these two pieces of bread could be exchanged for at least five or six kilograms of rice with the second-level seller in the market.

Wang Liang carefully reached out and took it. Only then did he notice that Lin Shi looked particularly clean and tidy.

The eyes exposed on the mask are clean and sharp.

He doesn't look much older than him.

Seeing that the young man in front of him was always acting stupidly, Lin Shi took matters into his own hands and put the gold on the stall into his backpack.

Wang Liang lowered his head and saw through the gap in Lin Shi's opened backpack that there were a lot of bread, ham sausages, and even matches in the backpack.

There was envy in his eyes, but he didn't dare to think anything about it.

I secretly thought that it would be great if I could be as powerful as this big brother.

After collecting the gold, Lin Shi asked:

"Besides the gold you have here, do you know where else I can get it?"

Wang Liang's eyes lit up and he said:

"Yes! Yes! I know another person also sells gold, but because no one was willing to exchange it for a day like me yesterday, so he doesn't seem to be selling gold today.

Just wait, I'll call him! "

After saying that, he quickly put away his things, carried them on his body, and ran away without a trace.

Lin Shi was planning to set up a stall to collect gold. When he saw the young man leaving, he pulled out a plastic bag and sat down where the young man had set up the stall.

Take out a pen and paper from your backpack and write:

"Purchase gold and exchange it for something, starting from ten kilograms."

Hold the paper in front of you.

Then sit back and wait.

Soon someone saw what Lin Shi wrote.

Came over and asked:

"What did you exchange for gold?"

Lin Shi took out a piece of bread,

"Ten pounds for one."

He had previously collected a full container of this bread from the port.

There are tens of thousands of them.

The taste was relatively sweet. He didn't like sweets, so he took some out and exchanged them for gold.

In order to prevent the abnormality of these breads from being noticed, Lin Shi also put them in his backpack in advance to let them harden.

Seeing the golden bread, the man swallowed his saliva, stared at Lin Shi's backpack greedily, and said:

"You wait here."

Not long after, the man who had just left came to Lin Shi's stall with a second-rate dealer.

At this time, several people saw the cards written by Lin Shi and gathered around Lin Shi's stall.

But they don't have that much gold.

As for the jewelry that only weighed a few hundred grams, Lin Shi was too lazy to change it.

Li Wei looked at Lin Shi and asked:

"You need gold?"

As long as there is a trading market, there will be second-hand dealers.

Buy it from the bottom survivors at a low price, then sell it to those in need at a high price to earn the difference.

Li Wei is the second-rate dealer in this market.

This market was also established by him and several people.

"That's right, do you have one?"

Lin Shi threw the bun in his hand.

He still has more than 200 kilograms of gold left before he can upgrade to the tenth item replication.

He believes that many people must have stocks in their hands.

Especially those wealthy people before the end of the world are absolutely reluctant to throw away their property.

"Let's go talk where no one is."

Li Wei rolled his eyes and said.