Doomsday: My Restaurant Is a Top Safe House

After knowing it in her mind, Lin Luyan roughly sorted these areas.

Her first choice was a large metal fabrication shop to mass-produce zombie-killing weapons.

There was a red light in the center of the workshop door, Lin Luyan stretched out her right hand, pressed her palm together, and released the second seal.

A detailed workshop operation diagram automatically appeared in front of her eyes. Most of the operations were mechanized and relatively simple, but 8-10 people needed to be recruited to work.

Such a large workshop can only be supported by a maximum of ten people. Lin Luyan couldn't help but marvel at the advanced technology.

The second option is a large production workshop that can produce basic daily necessities.

The 1 points disappeared from the account in a flash, and then a prompt popped up, and the next unlock would take 24 hours.

The other few are nothing more than food and housing. Before these things appear, the residents can live well, which is relatively unimportant.

In the bustling resident square, huge banners are displayed, and the two stalls face each other with a distance of 20 meters.

[The thousand acres of farmland in Linlin Base is leased out. 】

[Linlin Base recruits a number of workers in farmland, gourmet restaurants, large metal manufacturing workshops, and large production workshops. 】

The residents who have just had a full meal at the food street are full of smiles on their faces. They are really happy during this time, and their life is getting more and more hopeful.

The recruitment that the base chief personally watched was about the same as the iron rice bowl.

"I signed up to be the manager and chef of the fan shop."

"Come on, with your three-legged cat cooking skills, it's not bad if it's well cooked. By the way, base chief, I'm applying to open a steamed stuffed bun shop. My family used to do this. There are two people in the family who can help."

"Don't talk nonsense, the conditions were difficult before, without decent kitchen utensils and seasonings, even a chef can't cook delicious food. Now it's different. The facilities in those stores are very complete, with everything from oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar. I will definitely show my true strength, just wait."

"Base manager, although I have never opened a store, I want to try it. My personal management skills are relatively strong. Do you think I can apply for the manager of the wonton store?"

"The person in charge needs to be the same, will you? Let me do it, I can also serve as the wonton wrapper in the wonton shop."

Lin Luyan looked at the enthusiastic applicants and enjoyed the positive atmosphere very much. She nodded with a smile and told them to register their personal information first, and then come to her with the registered papers for a simple interview.

Most people choose to apply for the manager or helper of the gourmet restaurant, and very few apply for the workshop staff.

To the surprise of everyone in the restaurant, there were very few residents, less than [-], registered at the farmland rental space.

Logically speaking, a gourmet restaurant should be similar to a farmland, and the atmosphere of how to apply for a job is in sharp contrast.

Zhang Juan and Wang Daquan rented three acres together, and Mrs. Chen also rented two acres. She is good at farming.

Those who gathered at Qin Simu's side were mostly elderly old men and women, and there were also middle-aged men and women, but almost no young people.

Lin Luyan looked at the smiling interviewer, couldn't hold back her curiosity, and couldn't help asking, "Gourmet restaurants don't conflict with farmland, why don't you rent some fields to grow vegetables, and raise your life to a higher level when the vegetables and fruits are ripe?"

The young girl with freckles on her left and right faces showed a dazed look, "I haven't learned... I'm afraid of wasting the precious vegetable seeds in the last days, but I can clean tables and wash dishes, so I want to apply for a helper in a gourmet restaurant."

The man with a big belly sighed and answered Lin Luyan's question:
"Base chief, although I can grow some vegetables, the waiting period for them to mature is too long. We live in the end of the world, and fatal dangers will appear at any moment in the next second. It is not worth spending your precious life there."

Lin Luyan nodded and didn't say anything more.

Farming and growing vegetables is entirely a matter of personal choice, and she will not force residents to do things that contradict ordinary trivial matters.

When the thousand acres of farmland grow mature crops, people will naturally be greedy, and some people will rent it.

She is not worried at all.