PFC Chapter 19 Exchange of Materials
Chapter 19 Exchange of Materials
But in this kind of Gobi Desert, it is good to have water to drink.
The water slid down the esophagus and fell into the stomach, which was cold. The stinging pain made Anjiu unable to help but arch his body and press hard against his stomach to relieve the pain.
Being hungry really doesn't feel good.
After gritting her teeth and waiting for a long time, she finally calmed down. She pulled at the clothes that were wet and stuck to her skin, put the cup of water back in her arms, stood up with the help of the wall, and slowly walked out of Area A and onto the platform.
I really don't understand why so many people are scrambling to get on the elevator.
Anjiu didn't have the energy to squeeze with them, so he sat against the wall, planning to wait until they had all left before going up.
Her legs were stretched out limply on the ground, with her back supported, which saved her a lot of energy. But when she looked blankly at the people passing by, and someone lowered his eyes and looked at her, An Jiu suddenly realized that this scene had just happened yesterday.
She was just passing by at that time.
Unexpectedly, the situation changed so quickly. Today, she was so exhausted that she could only sit on the ground to rest.
There were several people around him who were like him, leaning weakly on both sides of the aisle.
At a glance, everyone looks exactly the same - pale and thin, with jagged ribs protruding under their loose collars.
They are all hungry.
When An Jiu saw one of the old ladies looking around in the crowd as if looking for someone, he thought of Grandma An who was still waiting for him to come home.
When the next elevator arrived, she squeezed in as hard as she could.
The shaking elevator made her feel dizzy and she could only lean weakly against the iron bars and close her eyes to rest. Fortunately, she soon reached the 48th floor.
Anjiu took deep breaths to ease the discomfort, pounded his weak legs, and patted his cheeks to make himself look better, then he slowly walked along the corridor inside.
Just as she thought, Grandma An was still sitting by the door, in the same posture as when she left.
When Grandma An saw An Jiu suddenly appearing at the corner, she seemed to come alive. She quickly stood up by holding the door frame and walked slowly towards him, hugging the wall.
An Jiu secretly pinched himself hard, forced himself to cheer up, and pretended to walk briskly.
"Grandma, don't come over. I need to go back and get something. I have to go out for a while."
"…It's getting dark, where are you going?"
Grandma An held her hand tightly, her eyes full of worry.
"I'll be back soon." Anjiu comforted.
Grandma An looked around carefully, moved closer to her, and said in a very low voice: "Don't go to remote places where there is no one. You are a girl, it is dangerous. How about waiting until tomorrow? I think it is best not to go anywhere and wait for Captain Pu to come back. It's okay to be hungry for a day or two."
Anjiu understood the underlying meaning of these words, but she had to go.
"I'll just pretend, I'm not afraid."
She let go of Grandma An's hand, took out the pillow, removed the pillowcase, adjusted it slightly, and put it around the lower half of her face. Then she put on the hat, using the wide brim to cover her face.
"How about it?"
Grandma An stepped back, squinted her eyes, and said, "Okay."
After making sure there was no problem, Anjiu planned to turn the clothes inside out and put them on, but when he saw that the inside and the outside were exactly the same, he gave up.
"I am leaving."
Before leaving, she took off her pillowcase and stuffed it into her pocket, passing through the sight of other neighbors in the corridor.
There are more people on the 44th floor than on the 48th floor.
Anjiu finally found a deserted place, dressed up again, and walked towards Area C wearing a hat.
She soon discovered that her outfit was not actually eye-catching, as there were many people in the area who wore hats to hide their true faces.
Everywhere you can see two or three people gathered together, whispering to each other, and completing transactions between the two parties at a very fast speed.
Several people had noticed her and after a brief hesitation, they came towards her.
When passing by, he whispered, "Is there anything to eat? I can exchange it with contribution points."
Anjiu also lowered his voice, trying to make his voice more masculine, "Instant noodles, how much can you pay?"
Upon hearing this, the man's eyes suddenly lit up and he reached out to pull her sleeve and walk away.
An Jiu dodged quickly, and said angrily, "What are you doing?!"
The man withdrew his hand awkwardly, and seeing someone approaching, he was afraid that the matter would fail, so he said anxiously: "There are too many people here, let's go over there to talk."
The other person was also wearing a hat and a mask. Apart from a pair of light brown eyes, no facial features could be seen. But judging from Shen's voice, he was a male.
As he walked, he motioned for Anjiu to follow him, and at the same time used his eyes to warn anyone who wanted to come closer, until he stopped at the corner.
"How big is the bag?"
Anjiu avoided the sight of those people and quickly pulled his hand out of his pocket a little distance, revealing the thin, curved and overlapping strips of dough.
"Not much, just this one piece." She said briefly, staring into the other's eyes, and saw the light flashing in his eyes as she wished.
And the man's swallowing sound was a bit loud.
"Up to three contribution points."
An Jiu frowned, "Too little."
In fact, she didn't know the price of the food here, but based on her previous experience of bargaining when buying things, she knew that if she wanted to avoid being cheated, she had to bargain more, and maybe she would get something unexpected.
There wasn't much stock in the space, so I had to sell instant noodles with great reluctance, just to have contribution points to buy water.
"Three is not enough? Well, I'll give you one more, four! No more! I can only earn a few contribution points after working for a day, I really can't afford more."
From the sound of his voice, the man seemed a little annoyed, but his eyes were looking straight into Anjiu's pocket, and his eagerness was too obvious.
“Do you earn enough to buy food?”
"If that's enough, why would I come here?" He answered without thinking.
"So I won't sell it to you at a low price. It's a fixed price of 8 contribution points."
"You are crazy!"
The man's voice rose, full of disbelief, and then he became angry. Judging from the emotions revealed in his light brown eyes, he couldn't accept it.
"I won't buy it. Go find someone else! You're asking such a high price. A loaf of bread can't even be sold for 8 contribution points!"
He walked away swearing, without even looking back.
Anjiu had an idea in mind.
As soon as the other person left, someone trotted over.
"The negotiation broke down? What's the food——"
"Seven contribution points for a piece of instant noodles, do you want one?" An Jiu still left a small piece of the noodles exposed.
"Ah?" Unexpectedly, the man turned on his toes and said, "I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. Let's talk about it later."
Anjiu watched him leave.
Two people left in a hurry, and the people nearby who were secretly watching the place turned their eyes away.
If the product is not too bad, then the price is too high.
Everyone who can come here has needs, and they don’t have the energy or sheer willpower to chat and wander around, so efficiency comes first.