Rebirth In the End of the World Raising Buns

After cleaning up the scumbags, all the delegations from each base arrived at the capital base, so various discussion conferences were held in turn, those who divided the territory divided the territory, those who sought assistance sought assistance, those who sought alliances sought alliances, and exchanged experiences ...The various bases resorted to eighteen methods, all wanting to benefit from this joint meeting, the more the better.

So a group of people argue every day, and being the leader of the base or a politician is also very tiring. It is not ordinary people who can persevere like this.

But fortunately, their freshman safety base has Wang Wence as a killer. His mind reading skills are simply bugs in the last days. As long as the level is high enough, basically no one can hide him.

In order to improve Wang Wence's mind-reading skills, Wen Luming and Wang Wenyu gave him a lot of crystal cores they had collected, and told him to absorb them quickly so that he could increase the level of his abilities, so that he could use them in every meeting. in an invincible position.

Because it involves the living conditions of human beings in the post-apocalyptic world and the interests of various bases in the future, this World Base Exchange Conference will last for a very long time. Leaders who come around the corner are best at making simple things complicated. Therefore, participating in the conference is a hard work that requires a lot of brainpower.

Wang Wence is the leader of the base delegation, so he is the busiest. He has to attend every meeting, either arguing with people in the dark, or cheating people with a smile, selling people and asking others to count the money... That's a good job, worthy of being the fox military division of the freshman base.

And Wang Wenyu, as the head of the military in his own base, also needs to attend most of the necessary meetings, so he can only bitterly follow his elder brother to the meetings, but Wen Luming doesn't want to attend those meetings, she I have no interest in Guixin Douyuu, and I don't have that much ambition. I just leave these brain-consuming and thankless tasks to Wang Wenyu and Wang Wence.

They are the pillars of the freshmen's safety base, one piece of paper and one weapon, just right. Wen Luming believed in the abilities of the two brothers very much. Let alone Wang Wence himself was a clever, cunning, and slippery person, but Wang Wenyu, even though he was famous for his own strength and abilities, he His IQ and means are equally excellent, but he is used to being straightforward and not using tricks, so it is easy for people to ignore his intelligence and regard him as a reckless man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.

He was very relieved to leave the important affairs of the base to Wang Wenyu and his brothers. Wen Luming's daily activities were mainly to take his son to eat, drink and have fun in the base.

"Mom! I want to eat corn!" From a long distance, the little fat man saw an old man roasting golden and tender corn on the side of the street. The tempting aroma of corn made people want to drool.

There are also many fields opened up in the capital base, so crops such as corn and sweet potatoes will naturally be planted. The old man who grilled corn probably specialized in growing corn.

After all, roasting tender corn one by one and selling it on the street is much more profitable than breaking it into grains and selling it by the catty after harvesting.

Although most of the people in the base are ordinary people who can only solve the food and clothing problem and people with weak abilities, there are also many people with powerful abilities or high status in the base, so these people who don't care about money are naturally not stingy Spend your money on favorite snacks.

The old man's roasted corn was also famous at night stalls before the end of the world, but now, even in the end of the world, he will naturally supply it if there is demand and make money, so why not do it?

The wisdom of working people should not be underestimated. Whichever method can make them more profitable, they will naturally use that method to sell corn. As for the regulations that the base encourages farmers to sell corn to the base as grain instead of privately as snacks, in the face of interests, most of them are just rhetoric, unless the purchase price offered by the base is higher than the price they sell privately, otherwise No one is willing to sell the things they have worked so hard to grow to the base at a low price.

Now is the end of the world. Everyone has to do everything possible to support the family. They must not harm their own personal interests for the public interest of the base. Besides, even if it is sold cheaply to the base, it is very likely that they will be bought food. The staff secretly embezzled it instead of implementing it on ordinary survivors, so naturally there are almost no people who "sacrifice their families for everyone".

Of course, it is undeniable that there are still some selfless people who are willing to sacrifice their own interests for the sake of others, but obviously this old man selling roasted corn is not one of them. That's why the little fat man spotted the delicious grilled corn long ago.

Wen Luming was dragged by his little fat man to the old man's side, there were many pedestrians on the street, and Wen Luming's knee-high fat man dragged her to walk among the crowd, bumping into each other. If you are not careful, you will be squeezed by people. Who made him too small? When you are squeezed, others are still wondering, as if you just hit something soft, but why is there no one in front? When I lowered my head and took a look, oh, it turned out to be a chubby little Douding, and I still don’t see it until I lower my head.

After being hit by someone, the little guy didn't cry, he just raised his head, looked innocently at the person who hit him with his big watery eyes, and then touched the painful part of himself with his fat short hands, The pitiful eyes have long made the person who bumped into him feel guilty, wishing he could hug him and kiss him hard, and apologize to him with his heart out.

But the little fat man was only thinking about his delicious tender corn, so how could he care about what the person who bumped into him thought? He used his limp little hands to forcefully push away those who stood in front of him, and continued to pull his mother bravely and unswervingly, insisting on walking to the grilled corn stand.

The little fat man finally dragged Wen Luming to the front of the old man's grilled corn stand after all the hard work, but he was too short to see a stand that was much taller than him, so he called Wen Luming: "Mom, hug!"

Wen Luming picked him up. As soon as he saw the roasted golden and delicious tender corn, suspicious reflective water marks appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he pointed at the roasted corn with his short, fat fingers: "Mom, I want to eat corn! !"

"Hehe... baby, the roasted corn here is delicious and delicious! Which one do you want?" The old man saw a white, tender and lovely child in front of him, who was still alive in the last days. Being able to grow into this little fairy boy's appearance, people can tell at a glance that the child's family conditions must be good, so he asked the little fat man with a smile.

The little fat man was so excited that his eyes turned into crescents, he grinned and said, "I want that! That! I want it!"

Wen Luming: "..." (To be continued.)