Doomsday Hoarding Gourmet

After the two finished their meal, Liu Yifeng took Chen Yuanyuan for a walk around the nearby pedestrian street. It has to be said that the Wucheng base has a particularly rich variety of supplies. Except for local characteristics, basically products from other bases can be found.

"This is the north-south intersection center. Basically, goods are transshipped here, and Wucheng is rich in groundwater resources. When it was extremely hot last year, selling water to other bases alone made a lot of money." Liu Yifeng picked up the store to sell Said a bottle of pure water.

"However, there is no such shortage of water resources now. What is the main livelihood here?" Chen Yuanyuan asked.

"Pharmaceutical production, the medicines in the Guangdong City base are all produced here after they are researched." Liu Yifeng said.

"No wonder the medicine sold for more than 500 when I entered the city today. It was a mistake." Chen Yuanyuan sighed.

"That's not true. Although medicines can be produced now, most of them are Chinese patent medicines. Western medicines still have a certain value, but it's not as high as two years earlier." Liu Yifeng said.

The two continued to stroll, and Chen Yuanyuan bought a lot of local specialties here, such as fish cakes, rice wine, short pies, etc., and also picked up some specialties from other bases.

Liu Yifeng, who often travels in sports cars, also has a wide range of knowledge. He explained some special products to Chen Yuanyuan while wandering around.

There was no accident between the two of them, but when they were shopping, they still encountered two stalls who quarreled over business.

"They're really angry." Chen Yuanyuan looked at the stall owner who was tearing each other apart.

"So don't come out alone. The police force here is not strong. Sometimes the police don't have time to call the police. Before, there were people who killed people for a dollar of money." Liu Yifeng said.

Chen Yuanyuan ate melons in the distance for a while, then left.

After the two returned to the hotel, they each took a rest. Maybe they ate too much street food when they were shopping just now, so they didn't eat stir-fried vegetables at the end of the night. They simply ate hot and dry noodles for dinner.

Originally, there was a night market here, but Liu Yifeng had been shopping with him all day and had to drive tomorrow, so Chen Yuanyuan was embarrassed to squeeze his rest time, so he set off by himself.

After arriving at the night market street, Chen Yuanyuan frantically scoured the goods. Although she was not hungry, she could eat them anytime in the space, and the prices here were much lower than those in the Guangdong city base. If she came out for a rare trip, she must seize the opportunity to stock up goods.

Chen Yuanyuan put all the packed food into the shopping bag prepared in advance, and put it in the pocket regularly, and even spent thousands of points along the way, and suddenly became penniless.

But I will leave Wucheng Base tomorrow. I don’t know when I will come here again unless I spend all my money.

Just as Chen Yuanyuan found a back alley and was about to put the whole shopping bag into space, she found a middle-aged woman sneaking into the back alley with a boy in her arms.

Chen Yuanyuan didn't care at first, but after just one glance, she felt something was wrong.

The little boy was paralyzed in the arms of the middle-aged woman, and the woman kept covering the child's mouth and nose with a handkerchief. She looked flustered after seeing Chen Yuanyuan in the back alley.

"What's wrong with this child? I know first aid. Do you want to take a look at him?" Chen Yuanyuan asked.

"What are you doing, he's just asleep, don't disturb my grandson." The middle-aged woman stared at Chen Yuanyuan fiercely.

"Why does your handkerchief smell like alcohol?" Chen Yuanyuan snatched the handkerchief and sniffed it, and realized something was wrong
"I'm disinfecting him," the middle-aged woman was about to argue, but Chen Yuanyuan had already snatched the child away and walked back to the road.

"Stealing the child! Stealing the child! This woman is robbing a grandson!" The middle-aged woman immediately rushed forward and grabbed Chen Yuanyuan to make a fuss in the street.

There are also many pedestrians in the night market at night, and soon a group of onlookers are pointing.

"Oh, it's becoming more and more popular to snatch children in the downtown area!"

"I also heard that there is a child kidnapper recently, but I heard it was an old woman."

"Doesn't this girl look like a human trafficker?"

"Are you stupid? Are you still a trafficker with your name carved on your face?"

"Is the child dizzy? Hurry up and call the police"

The middle-aged woman grabbed the child's hand so hard that the child's arm was red.

"Has anyone lost a child? This old woman is a human trafficker!" Seeing that the public opinion was in favor of the middle-aged woman, Chen Yuanyuan immediately shouted.

"The thief is calling for the thief! My precious grandson has been fainted by this woman, give me back my child!" The middle-aged woman grabbed Chen Yuanyuan's hair with one hand. Although Chen Yuanyuan was holding the child, she immediately turned to avoid it. The middle-aged woman The person fell to the ground at once.

For a while, the onlookers didn't know who was real and who was fake. Suddenly a man came out and helped the middle-aged woman.

"You still pushed my mother! Give me back the child!" The man stepped forward to snatch the child.

Chen Yuanyuan was afraid of hurting the child and could not fight back, so she had to hide.

"You said that you two are the baby's father and grandma. Take a look at your mobile phone to see if there are any photos of the baby in it." Suddenly a woman with tattooed arms came out and said in an authentic Northeast accent.

"I can't take pictures with the elderly phone I use!" the middle-aged woman said.

"Oh? Then you also happen to be an old man, right?" The tattooed woman raised her eyebrows and looked at the man who claimed to be the father of the child.

"I'm a big man who doesn't like to take pictures"

"What about you? Is the baby yours?" The elder sister with tattoos turned to ask Chen Yuanyuan.

"No, just now I found that she was covering the child with an alcohol handkerchief, she was sneaky, and she snatched the child away when she felt something was wrong." Chen Yuanyuan said.

"That's okay. I'll hold the baby first and wait until the note comes." The tattooed sister said.

"Yes." Chen Yuanyuan simply said
"That's no good, why should my grandson give it to you?" The middle-aged woman wanted to step forward to snatch the child.

At this time, a passerby who had a good thing happened in the back alley, and he picked up a handkerchief with alcohol, and believed Chen Yuanyuan's words again.

"Xiaoguo! Did someone pick up the child! My Xiaoguo is lost!" At this time, a woman in an apron shouted outside the crowd.

Many people also turned to look at the woman in the apron, and sirens sounded amidst the boiling crowd.

At this time, the middle-aged woman and the man saw that something was wrong, they looked at each other and wanted to take advantage of the chaos and slip away.

"Hey, what are you two doing? You don't want your baby anymore?" The tattooed elder sisters shouted loudly, and the passers-by who watched immediately sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly stopped the two traffickers.

Under the power of the masses, the two traffickers were unable to fly, and the woman in an apron also walked up to the tattooed sister and cried loudly while holding the child.

At this time, the child also woke up, and the woman holding the apron ignorantly called her mother not to cry.

"Thank you! Huh, I was busy at the stall just now, and the child disappeared," said the woman in the apron.

"Don't thank me, this beauty saved your baby." The tattooed woman pointed to Chen Yuanyuan.