Chapter 1768 Tortilla Crisis? Rumor or Reality?

Big camphor tree base.

In Blizzard, everyone is doing different things.

Buffer city wall.

Chen Dingtian, Sun Ji and others were patrolling around the fence. The mobile gate knife on the fence had been frozen solid, and it was covered with a layer of ice vertebrae and hung.

The height of the buffer city of Dazhangshu Base Headquarters has reached 38 meters, and now the snow outside the wall has reached a height of 12 meters.

The first level of mobile blades is all covered with snow.

Within the walls.

Forklifts and snowplows were shoveling snow with black exhaust behind them.

Buffer the commercial district within the city.

There was a lot of noise and steam in the bathhouse, and the patrol officers who had just been off duty were chatting and spanking here.

There are still people hanging out here in the entertainment city.

Night is the busiest time in the entertainment city.

In the second outer city.

The scientific researchers in the mechanical maintenance factory are still busy with the things at hand.

At the Zombie Research Institute, Xiaolan is waiting for the test results next to the experimental table.

At the Natural Disaster Research Institute opposite, Song Zhihong was sitting by the window, looking at the snowflakes flying outside with a look of doubt on his face.

The weather in the apocalypse really cannot be inferred based on past scientific logic.

He was thinking that the root of all this came from extraterrestrial meteorites, and just a small piece of extraterrestrial meteorite in the northwest base could not cause such a big change.

A huge meteorite must have crashed somewhere to cause such a strange natural disaster.

He studied the direction of monsoon ocean currents, coupled with the various natural disasters that have occurred over the years, and deduced where the huge meteorite might have appeared.

The first outer city.

Administration Building.

He Chao picked up the walkie-talkie, frowned and asked:

"The heating pipe was frozen and burst again? Why was that section of pipe frozen and cracked?"

There was a reply from the other side.

"Closing the gate caused ice to condense and the water pipes to freeze and burst, not the heating pipes."

"Who closed the gate?"

"Someone made a mistake during inspection, and now the water supply in the business district of Buffer City is suspended. I'm sending someone to repair it."

"I'll come over."

He Chao put the walkie-talkie into his arms, walked to the door and put on his hat.

He muttered in his mouth: "You don't have to worry about it all day just to find trouble for me!"

The fourth outer city.

In the greenhouse.

Anya is taking samples to check the growth of crops in greenhouse No. B4-35.

In the Da Zhangshu base, crops are planted in both the inner city, the outer city, and the buffer city.

In order to mark these planting areas, they set all planting points in the inner city to A.

Behind the horizontal bar is the greenhouse number.

The outer city is B, the first outer city is B1, the second outer city is B2, and the third outer city is B3.

As for the buffer city, it starts with C.

There are some special planting spots, such as underground plantations, which are represented by the special symbol # plus.

The top of the mountain not far from Greenhouse No. B4-35.

In the Sanqing Palace.

The heating pipes are also connected here. Qingxiao and the others said at first that they did not need to install them. After all, they would need to use a lot of pipes to install them from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

But later, because Mr. Hu lived here, they had no choice but to accept the installation of this heater.

After the installation, Qing Xiao said more than once that it was fortunate that the heater was installed, otherwise I don't know how to survive such a cold weather.

So delicious.

Today, Sanqing Palace seems to belong to a special existence in the Da Zhangshu base.

The big camphor tree base supports them, and some people in the base will go up to burn incense when there is no natural disaster and the weather is good.

inner city.

Under the protection of three walls, the wind in the inner city is relatively small.

In particular, the inner city wall is more than 70 meters high, blocking the strong wind outside.

Close to the inner city wall, the wind is extremely light.

Villa area.

Next to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Li Yu sat on a futon and quietly looked at the flying snow outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a bamboo forest.

The bamboo poles were withered and yellow, buried under the snow.

The window glass in the villa area is all double-layered for sound insulation and warmth.

The sound of the wind and snow outside was transmitted indoors and turned into a very small sound.

Li Yu emptied his mind and did nothing, just looked at the snow outside.

It was snowing so hard that they had done everything they should and should not do.

Already tried my best.

It snowed for another whole week.

The thickness of snow on the ground reached a height of fifteen meters.

Because people are plowing and removing snow at the Da Zhangshu base all the time, the road is still open to traffic.

The boiler factory burns coal for heating 24 hours a day.

At the same time, the water is heated to provide domestic water for the base.

The toilet water used by people is processed and settled, and then turned into fertilizer water and poured into the greenhouses at the base to provide nutrients and water for crops.

These days, the greenhouses in the Da Zhangshu base have not been affected, and the crops inside are still growing steadily.

The guards on the wall changed their duties one after another.

They looked at the piles of snow outside and were already used to it.

The advantages of high walls are now apparent.

The 38-meter-high wall, even now, is still 23 meters from the ground to the wall.

Including the wall stacks, it is 24 meters high.

Outside the wall, there was dead silence.

They haven't seen a single creature for so many days.

On the contrary, some birds often fly to the buildings of the camphor tree base to avoid the cold.

Some birds even set up their nests under the eaves of residential buildings in the inner city.

These birds are also smart. Some birds are often caught in the buffer city and their feathers are plucked and roasted for food.

But in the inner city, since the residents in the inner city have abundant supplies and are not short of the meat on a bird, many birds survive in the inner city.

The big camphor tree in the center of the camphor tree base.

The trunk is tightly wrapped with several layers of thick cloth to keep warm.

It snowed for more than a month, and the temperature reached an extremely low temperature of minus 70 degrees.

This big camphor tree is the symbol of the big camphor tree base, and they try their best to keep it alive.

Oil city.

In the meeting room.

Uncle San rubbed his eyebrows and said to Zhong Chuchu:

"Why was the food consumption so high last week?"

Zhong Chuchu looked at Lao Huang, who quickly stood up and explained:

"Minister, the weather is getting colder now, and some survivors are worried that our food supply will not keep up, so they started to convert their points into food."

"This won't work!"

Uncle San put down his hand and said to everyone seriously:

"If they really want to convert all their points into food, we will become passive!"

"Do you have any good ideas?"

Li Zhengping stood up and said:

"If it doesn't work, we will limit the amount of food that each person can buy every day."

When he said this, everyone's faces were different.

Uncle San sighed and said:

"Sit down."

This is obviously not feasible.

The more trust crisis there is, the more we can't let the survivors feel that there is not enough food in Oil City.

What's more, there is enough food now.

According to normal consumption, it can at least support four and a half months.

If, as Li Zhengping said, each person is limited to purchase, wouldn't that be exactly what everyone suspected?

Does it really seem that the food reserves in Oil City are not enough?

"Old Huang, what do you have in mind?" Uncle San looked at Old Huang.

Old Huang coughed and said:

"Ahem."

"Minister, I think we should not do anything. Since they are saying that we can't supply food, then we should continue to supply. When they keep buying and find that they can buy food, the false lies will naturally fall apart."

"They buy so many tortillas in advance, and the taste will definitely not be as good as fresh ones after a week or so. As long as they can buy fresh tortillas steadily, they will naturally not buy them in advance and store them."

Uncle San thought for a moment and felt that what Old Huang said made sense.

Nodding, "Okay, let's do this. Send a few more people to the No. 2 store and let them work hard to make tortillas."

"We will sell as many as those people outside want."

"Try it for a week first, and then think of other ways if it doesn't work."

"Yes." Old Huang sat down.

"How is the collapse of the carport at the trading market going?" Uncle San asked casually.

Ding Meng stood up and reported:

"It was repaired and reinforced yesterday."

"The two injured staff members are no longer in danger after rescue."

"Yes." Uncle San leaned back in his seat.

Pointed at Lao Luo.

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"Lao Luo, continue to the next topic."

One day later.

The commercial area of ​​the trading market.

Shop No. 2.

Flywheel Gang Zhang Meng lined up here early.

"Give me 100 tortillas." Zhang Meng said to the staff inside the window.

"Okay, wait a minute." The staff inside replied.

In less than a minute, the staff packed 100 tortillas and handed them to Zhang Meng.

And deducted 25 points from Zhang Meng's team number plate.

Zhang Meng was stunned for a few seconds. Their team has been buying 100 tortillas every day recently, and they can get them every time.

He was a little suspicious whether the rumor was true.

Their team only had about 20 people, and they currently consumed no more than 20 tortillas a day.

Now they have stockpiled more than 300 tortillas.

He held the tortillas, but he was not as happy as he imagined.

"Give me 1,200 tortillas!" A man's voice suddenly came from behind.

His words instantly caught Zhang Meng's attention, and he quickly turned his head to look.

Zhang Meng knew this person, he was from another team, named Zhu Yun.

The team size was about the same as his.

He calculated in his heart that 1,200 tortillas would cost about 300 points.

This was a huge amount.

It is very likely that this was all the points of their team.

The people queuing around heard that someone wanted 1,200 tortillas, and they instantly attracted attention.

Their eyes were focused on Zhu Yu.

"Is he crazy?"

"Impossible, how can he be crazy if he can come up with 300 points? There is only one truth, that is, they may have heard some rumors, or some news that the food in Oil City is really running out, and they want to buy it up!"

"No way! I saw a convoy transporting food before, so many trucks of food, how can they eat it all!"

"Don't you see how many people are in the trading market!"

Another person said: "In this case, I'd better buy more later. If I can't buy food with my points later, my points will be useless."

"I was planning to buy 10 tortillas. I'll buy more later, 30."

"Don't worry, let's see if that person can buy so many tortillas. I think it's very likely that we won't sell so many tortillas to him."

"Let's see."

Amid the discussion, Zhu Yu looked at the staff inside with some trepidation.

Their boss heard that there was not much food left in the oil city, so he made up his mind to exchange all the points for tortillas. Anyway, tortillas can be stored for more than two months.

In such a cold weather, they can be stored longer.

It's just that the taste is not so good, and it becomes hard like a stone.

In fact, the boss was afraid that he couldn't get so many tortillas, so he sent four people to help him get them.

Inside the window.

When the staff heard that Zhu Yu wanted 1,200 tortillas, their eyes were a little surprised.

But they soon returned to normal.

"Okay, I'll prepare it for you, but it will take a while."

After saying that, he shouted to the back: "There are not enough tortillas, hurry up!"

Zhu Yu, who was standing outside the window, was a little confused when he heard that he could buy 1,200 tortillas.

Really. Can you buy so many.

There was also a commotion around.

"Damn, can you really buy so many?"

"Oil City is not short of food at all, right? Otherwise, why would they be willing to sell 1,200 tortillas? Such a large amount of food."

"Forget it, I still won't buy so much. If I buy too much, I can't eat it in a short time."

"I think I still need to buy more."

Five minutes later.

The staff packed 1,200 tortillas in a bag and handed them to Zhu Yu.

"Count it yourself, there are a total of 1,200 tortillas, a total of 300 points, and your number plate points balance is 1.2. Here are your receipts and number plates."

Zhu Yu quickly asked several team members behind him to count.

After a quick count, it was indeed 1,200 tortillas.

Zhu Yu's face changed when he heard that 1,200 tortillas could be given to him.

At this time, there were only 1.2 points left in the number card, and there were 1,200 tortillas in front of him.

His face became even worse.

It was so easy to buy.

It shows that the fucking oil city is not short of food at all.

They used all their points to buy tortillas, which means that they will have to eat expired tortillas every day for the next few months.

The taste is bad, but the key is that it is too hard and easy to break teeth.

Moreover, there are only 1.2 points left in the number, and they can basically not buy anything later.

Damn it.

He felt a little regretful.

But the deal was done, and he couldn't regret it.

On the contrary, several teammates beside him said excitedly after seeing the corn tortillas in their hands:

"Brother Zhu Yu, we have completed the boss's mission."

"Yes, with these corn tortillas, we will not lack food in the next few months."

Zhu Yu's face was gloomy, and he whispered: "Let's go."

Zhang Meng, who was standing next to him, saw the whole scene from beginning to end.

He looked at the situation in store No. 2 and found that there seemed to be seven or eight new staff members inside.

It seemed that they knew in advance that they would rush to buy corn tortillas in order to better meet their needs.

He returned to the dormitory building with the corn tortillas with confusion.

As soon as he entered the door.

He was asked by their boss He Liangwei.

"How is it? Did you buy the tortillas?"

"How many did you buy?"

The team member next to him said nervously:

"I heard from the people next door that it's hard for them to buy tortillas now. I think we have to increase our efforts to buy tortillas, otherwise we won't be able to buy them later."

"The food in Oil City is almost gone. It may be true. After all, there are so many people in the trading market, and the daily consumption is so large."

Zhang Meng poured all the tortillas in the bag on the bed.

"I bought 100."

"Very good, I will continue to buy 100 tomorrow." He Liangwei nodded and said.

Zhang Meng hesitated to speak.

Seeing him like this, He Liangwei asked:

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Meng said:

"I feel that the rumor that Oil City lacks food is a rumor."

"What do you mean?" He Liangwei asked.

Zhang Meng told them everything about Zhu Yu buying 1,200 tortillas at Shop No. 2 just now.

"I feel that Oil City should not be short of food. There are many places in the trading market where points are used. I think we should not exchange all points for food." Zhang Meng said his thoughts truthfully.

After listening, He Liangwei fell into deep thought.

A few minutes later, he seemed to have made up his mind and said:

"Starting tomorrow, the number of corn tortillas purchased will be halved, 50 per day. If the No. 2 store can still buy corn tortillas normally after five days, we will not buy them next time and eat the previous ones first."

"Okay."

(Seeking monthly tickets) (End of this chapter)