Chapter 6
Chapter 6 Big Business
After realising the supermarket’s limitation had changed, Lin Feng used all the three chances for today solely for taking out canned luncheon meat. For every 2 pounds there were 4 boxes, and times three, the total was 12 boxes.
Lin Feng tested this before, the supermarket’s limitation on weight was the only thing that changed. the numbers of chances did not change, and still remained at three chances a day.
That alone was enough, 12 boxes of canned luncheon meat was considered to be a fairly large amount in this apocalyptic world.
Lin Feng used a bit of time to rip off the plastic wrapping around the canned luncheon meat. He didn’t want people to dig into the origin of the cans. Afterwards, Lin Feng took the 12 boxes of canned luncheon meat and placed them into his apocalypse watch.
Having been busy till midnight, he felt waves of sleepiness. After experiencing so many things in such a short day, Lin Feng felt tired, and immediately fell asleep on the crude bed.
The next morning, Dong Wu got up early, and wanted to go out to hunt. Life during the apocalypse was difficult. If one wanted to survive, then they needed to constantly take risks. If one wasn’t like this, then they could only be like the sickly and disabled elderly in the slums, who received a piece of moldy bread from the base every three days, which ensured that they did not starve to death. However, that kind of feeling is incredibly painful. Eating only a palm-sized bread every three days would bring extreme hunger.
Dong Wu wasn’t older than 20, when he was still growing up, he spent his youth earning white crystals, so as to provide some insurance in the case that he was crippled one day. Although he planned far into the future, in this apocalyptic world, n.o.body wished for starvation to be their ultimate end.
Lin Feng stopped Dong Wu, and proposed his idea.
"You are more familiar with this base, does the base have some kind of free trade area?"
In Lin Feng’s apocalypse watch were 12 boxes of canned luncheon meat, Lin Feng wanted to quickly get them out to exchange for white crystals.
The benefits that white crystals brought to Lin Feng were obvious. He needed numerous crystals to increase his cultivation, just in case there was a need to defend himself in this apocalyptic world.
"What do you want to buy?"
Seeing how Lin Feng didn’t let him go out to hunt, Dong Wu felt unwilling and dispirited. However, upon thinking of Lin Feng, who lent him a helping hand and also gave him a can of luncheon meat, Dong Wu still felt incredibly grateful to him.
"Not buy, I want to sell some food, and I don’t know who I can sell it to in this base."
Regarding Dong Wu, who was standing in front of him, Lin Feng couldn’t completely get rid of his wariness towards him. However, at present, only Dong Wu could help him. Having only just entered this apocalyptic world, Lin Feng’s wariness of people was still considerably large. Going through a brief day with this fatty he just came into contact with, Lin Feng still felt that Dong Wu’s character was not bad.
"The living area in the base has a grocery shop. If you have food, you can go there and ask. I’ve gone to the grocery shop a few times before. You should be able to receive white crystals."
Dong Wu was very familiar with the circ.u.mstances inside
As a result, under the condition that Lin Feng had to give Dong Wu one white crystal, Dong Wu brought Lin Feng through the slums, and to the living area of the base.
Sure enough, the living area and the slums were completely different. The complexion and clothes of the people walking on the streets were much better when compared to those in the slums. Apart from there being no cars on the road, everything else was quite similar to that of the small villages and cities from Lin Feng’s original world.
Dong Wu immediately lead Lin Feng to a store. The store’s signboard was not big, however, there were many goods inside, from clothing to household items; there was quite a complete variety of goods.
"What do you guys want?"
The shop a.s.sistant brought the two of them in. Seeing how Dong Wu’s clothes were tattered, despite not raising his eyelids, a few words jumped out from between his teeth.
"We are here to sell things, please call your boss out."
Dong Wu usually came to this store. Because he came from the slums, the disdainful looks he received were not few. He knew that he was part of the bottom cla.s.s, and as such Dong Wu could only endure this treatment silently.
Having followed Lin Feng today to go and buy things, naturally he would have a different att.i.tude, and hearing Lin Feng say that he wanted to sell cans, even Dong Wu’s speaking confidence rose up.
What were cans? They were this world’s luxury items. Dong Wu had already not eaten the contents of a can for more than two years. He could still remember the tasty smell of the canned luncheon meat that Lin Feng gave him yesterday.
"Sell things? What a joke, you think poor people like you can see our boss on-demand? What things could you possibly have that would be good? If you don’t have anything better to do, then leave quickly, don’t stand there and affect my business."
That shop a.s.sistant laughed. He saw Dong Wu’s ragged clothes, how could he be here to sell anything. One poor person even wants to see the boss? Lin Feng’s clothes were still clean, however, since he was together with a poor person, it was likely that they were of the same category, so he immediately prepared to throw them out of the shop.
At that moment, a middle-aged man walked down from the second floor. Having listened to Dong Wu and the shop a.s.sistant’s exchange, he looked at Lin Feng, and his expression changed.
"Little Li, you can go first," the middle aged man on the stairs said to the shop a.s.sistant downstairs. Afterwards, he turned and said politely to the both of them. "Please follow me upstairs for a discussion."
"What do you have that you wish to sell to us little brother?"
Lin Feng and Dong Wu followed the middle aged man to the second floor. They sat down in a reception room, and after brewing the both of them tea, he politely asked.
Lin Feng looked at this middle aged man. In a moment’s glance, Lin Feng knew that the middle-aged man was aware that he was a cultivator.
A cultivator’s body has a fluctuation in energy. Although this fluctuation in energy was tiny, it was possible to be noticed by those who were also cultivators. This middle-aged man was also a cultivator. Lin Feng could feel his body’s energy fluctuations. Specifically what level, Lin Feng didn’t know.
Most cultivators could control the energy fluctuation in their bodies. Taking the energy fluctuations back into the soul crystal will allow one to prevent others from noticing the cultivator’s energy fluctuations. However, this procedure needed some time. If there was a sudden situation, wanting to use the soul crystal’s power would need some time in order to take back the energy fluctuations. This definitely had risks, so most cultivators won’t mask the energy fluctuations of their body. Lin Feng didn’t mask his energy fluctuations, so as not to cause himself unnecessary trouble. Like this, if there was another cultivator, they could easily recognise fellow cultivators.
"Cans!"
Picking up the cup, and lightly blowing the tea leaf on the tea, Lin Feng uttered out one word.
Cans!
Listening to what Lin Feng said, the middle-aged man was the first to speak. Soon after, he felt himself slightly losing his control, so he quickly calmed himself down.
"How many box of cans do you have mister?"
Hearing that Lin Feng possessed cans, the middle aged man changed Lin Feng’s t.i.tle from little brother to mister. From this, it was obvious that in this apocalyptic world, the influence of cans on people were great.
Now, in this world, what was to be mentioned was not that the cans were the type that could be stored for a long time, but just that compared to moldy bread, it was better. Authentic cans to people were undoubtedly the world’s gourmet food. Not to mention the shop boss, it was the people who lived in the center of the base. The allure of cans to them were enormous, as they were regarded as luxury goods. When the middle-aged man asked Lin Feng, there was a slight tremble in his voice.
"12 boxes."
Putting down the cup, Lin Feng casually said this.
Big business! Definitely big business!
Upon hearing Lin Feng say that he had 12 boxes of cans, the middle-aged man’s face was flushed, and, subsequently, the hair on his head shook.