Volume 2 Chapter 795

Chapter 795

Huang Tingwei and Zhang Xiaotian stopped at the same time, causing Zhang Huai'an to frown, his face uncertain, and he looked at the two suspiciously, waiting for them to give him an explanation.

"We will not only continue to issue food stamps in the future, but also gradually turn the food stamps into the hard currency of the gathering place, so that the whole gathering place will be tied to death by us, and we will kidnap them with the economy. At that time, we will say Dong They dare not go west..."

"As long as we control all resources, food stamps don't matter. We have to turn the food stamps we despise into their personal wealth. Once we have damage, their wealth will shrink, so they will do it for us. Desperate for the interests of..."

The two said their reasons, but in fact there is only one real reason, just like the currency in the previous life, the currency itself has no value, it is just a piece of paper, but the country uses this paper to tie all the citizens to it, becoming a Common interests, the pursuit of wealth, in fact, is only the pursuit of paper thickness.

The most outstanding thing is the United States. The United States deceives the whole world with the theory that money is king. When other countries frantically reserve dollars as foreign exchange, they print a large number of dollars to hoard resources. When one day, this fragile chain breaks, With the depreciation of the dollar and the outbreak of the financial crisis sweeping the world, when everyone is crying, the United States is laughing because it has hoarded enough resources to officially declare that the era of resources is king, and in the previous ten years, The whole world is paying for the development of the United States.

"Reputation...the key is reputation. If most people believe that we are invincible and our supplies are endless, they will believe in the paper we issue, and regard the paper as their entire net worth. With property, They have a future and hope, they will defend us, as long as we don't collapse, they will become our followers, become our workers, farmers and soldiers, this is what Brother Cockroach has been doing before, conquering the flesh It is easy, but it is difficult to conquer people's hearts, but people's hearts are easily conquered by interests."

Huang Tingwei formally made a conclusion. Zhang Huaian, Lu Xiaobu, and Zhang Xiaotian stared at Huang Tingwei in astonishment. What Huang Tingwei said was terrible. For the first half of their lives, they only lived after chasing a piece of paper. Wiping their butts feels hard. The most important thing is that they recognize it clearly, but they are still thinking about continuing to use this worthless piece of paper to trick others into working for them. Huang Tingwei is really bad...

The redemption officially started at 13:00 noon, and the redemption points were crowded with crowds, afraid that they would be late and would not be able to make redemptions until tomorrow. The atmosphere at the scene was very hot, the sun above the head was hot and vicious, most people could not wait for the exchange at the first time, so they had to stand in the open space under the sun, the long wait made everyone feel suffocated a fire.

There is no one who is not full of anxiety. They want to use the fastest time to exchange the grain into their hands, and then return to their humble houses to avoid the scorching autumn sun. Unfortunately, the long queue in front of them seems to have no end. They deny that they can exchange for food today, and many people lost their minds in the chaotic noise under the sun and heat waves of Japan.

"Hahaha... let's change... let's change...a lot of food...a lot of food...I can't finish it...I can't finish it...here you...here you...all of it..."

A man in his thirties with a trance-like expression suddenly went mad. He shouted loudly in the crowd, jumped high, knocked the people around him down, and held a handful of food stamps in his hand. Once, he threw out one of the food stamps in his hand. The thrown food stamps were looted by the crowd, but only a few got them, and many people got nothing. Looking at the lunatic with a handful of food stamps in his hand, his eyes were red, and everyone With a drink, he pulled the lunatic to him, and threw himself on him to snatch it.

The crowd was in chaos. They waited anxiously, suffering under the heat wave. Their hearts were already full of anger, like explosives waiting to be detonated. When the fuse appeared, many people lost their minds and rushed towards the middle together. The food stamps of the people around the snatcher, the screams, screams, and the painful cries of the fight were spread among the crowd.

"Tatata..."

The deafening sound of heavy machine guns awakened the irrational crowd. They were standing or sitting, jumping or lying down, looking in the direction of the firing, but saw two heavy machine guns and a 30mm machine gun aimed at them together , Everyone was terrified, how could flesh and blood compete with heavy firepower.

"Get out of the way... get out of the way... go away... spread out..."

A group of men holding Type 95 rifles rushed into the crowd and smashed them apart with the butt of their guns. The crowd dispersed, revealing an open space in the middle. There were more than a dozen people lying on the open space. One was lying there motionless, with several foot-long steel bars or small knives stuck into his body, blood dripping all over the ground, and a few small rice bills were scattered in the pool of blood.

Corpses were dragged away one by one, with a few broken rice tickets in their hands, and the wounded were dragged away one by one. They tightly clutched the bloody rice tickets to their chests, and they all looked like they were the same. A nervous look.

The dead were dragged away for treatment, and the wounded were mixed in the crowd to watch as if nothing had happened, and then the crowd automatically restored order, obediently queuing up in a long line, standing in the pool of blood left earlier, waiting to be exchanged.

"It's crazy... Are those people cold-blooded? Those who die will be dragged away. Those who are not dead will continue to line up. Human life is not as good as a dog in their eyes?"

It was a woman who said this. The woman was Qiao Na, whom she had not seen for a long time. Beside her stood a soldier in a paratrooper uniform. The patched winter paratrooper uniform, if it weren't for the black and shiny pistol at the waist, and the clothes on his body were washed clean, others would think he was just a poor pauper.

The two stood under a small shed in the market area. Qiao Na was wearing a black gauze tulle skirt that revealed her nakedness, and fanned the wind with a fan. The soldier looked at the crowd in front without batting an eye.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Xiao Bing didn't answer her words, Qiao Na was a little unhappy, pouted and said:

"What's the matter, didn't it work fine yesterday, why did you stop talking when you saw that side today? Did you see that they have no food?"

Qiao Na was a little puzzled. These days, she realized that Xiao Bing was the only one she could rely on, so she let go of her previous pride and tried to curry favor with Xiao Bing. Leaving to fend for herself, in this case, Qiao Na decided to take Xiao Bing as her lifelong support, as long as he could have her in his heart.

Xiaobing shook his head, and reached out from his pocket to take out a stack of large rice tickets neatly tied up with rubber rope. Looking at these rice tickets, Xiaobing hesitated. The rice tickets in his hand were most of his grain reserves. , nearly 50 tons of grain will evaporate out of thin air.

"How many rice tickets do you have in your hand, tell me..."

Hearing Xiao Bing's question, Qiao Na's face turned pale. All she has left now is the rice ticket, which is her only spiritual sustenance and her biggest secret. The man asked her, which made her feel the shock from her soul.

Seeing Qiao Na's appearance, Xiao Bing knew that she had misunderstood her, so he looked over to the exchange point without further explanation. The previous chaos calmed down the restlessness in everyone's hearts. It was close to 15 o'clock, but no one was in a hurry.

"I... I still have 25 tons of rice tickets left, all of them are here, you can take them..."