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You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

“Mr. Zhang, it is said that you often make zombies work overtime without pay, is that true?” Zhang Ye, enraged, snatched the microphone that was pushed to his mouth and said righteously: “Who said that?” “I'll sue them for defamation!” “Someone's defaming me, you know!” As he spoke, he turned and grabbed a zombie, “Did I force you?” The zombie, silent, just went “Ugh ahhhh—” Zhang Ye immediately said, “See! He said no!” The next morning, the headlines of the Sanjiang Apocalypse Morning Post read: Zhang's Group Chairman, Zhang Ye, not only admitted to making zombies work overtime, but he also abused a zombie in front of reporters, truly a man without conscience! Our newspaper expresses strong disdain for such a person! This book is also called “Who Let You Bring Zombies into the Factory”

Warm house · Ficção Científica
Classificações insuficientes
299 Chs

Chapter 240 Pricing

Zhang Meng thought to himself that salt wasn't valuable and, after considering to confirm there wouldn't be any issues, he directly agreed:

"Fine, whatever Peng Liu says, we'll do!"

"Hahaha, I'll listen to you!"

He didn't take the salt seriously.

On the contrary, he was more concerned about the rice, flour, grains, and oil Peng Yue mentioned in the latter half of his sentence.

After all, Peng Yue didn't seem to be lacking food or clothing at this moment. With so many precious canned goods being sold, could his people still have nothing to eat?

Who the hell would eat those bland white flour cakes if they had meat in cans?

That would be insane, right?

Moreover, apart from these cans, there was specifically a truckload filled entirely with processed instant noodles.

These two items combined formed a phrase in Zhang Meng's eyes.

That was: rolling in money.

What is wealth?

Food.

For the people now, the one with more food has a solid foundation and strong power.