Chapter 512： Sales frenzy
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Wasteland cities are often deserted, and even a bit of noise is often the sound of guns. Martial law, solemnity, indifference, this is the monotonous perception of the world by the survivors. In the city of Merida, far from the North American continent, and even far from the center of Mexico, even the word "blood" is added.
But today, this perception is broken.
Merida City is a satellite city established by the 'Increte' to ease the pressure on resources. To put it plainly, there is not enough resources in one place, and everyone can only spread out. But the desolate, undeveloped area of Yucatan, where Merida is located, has nothing but Mayan monuments.
Merida has gathered half a million slave laborers. These people have no personal freedom. It is good to be able to eat enough food, not to mention spending power. But there are still 30,000 or 50,000 Enclave colonies in the city. These people still have a little spending power, and their desire to buy is extremely strong.
Of the tens of thousands of tons of goods shipped from Havana, some will be sold locally in the city of Merida by the 'Provincial Governor Alfonso'. After all, this place is nominally the territory of the Mexican government. Zhou Qingfeng also needs the support and support of local people.
Zhou Qingfeng did not use any special marketing methods. His method was very simple. He only found a truck to transport things from the port to various traffic junctions in the city, and hired some people to sell it at the stall.
To be honest, when boxes of goods were laid out, people in a hurry on the road didn't even dare to look up. Everyone must either rush to work or go home quickly, resolutely not staying on dangerous streets.
Zhou Qingfeng originally thought that as soon as the goods were on the market, it would ignite the sales frenzy, but the reality was that ‘the front door was left alone. He personally ran to a sales point and saw that two Mexicans in charge of sales stood by the car stupidly, in a daze!
Crazy ...
You, his mother, will die if you drink twice!
I drank, but nobody listened.
Well, not all Americans understand Spanish.
Zhou Qingfeng had to order people to come up with wooden boards and write the words of the sale of goods, accompanied by the name and price of the goods. Finally, he had to find an interpreter. After all, the hired employees he found were Mexicans who did not understand English.
As a result, someone was finally curious looking at the sales car on the side of the road, and came running to see the goods and their eyes were bright. "This is salted whale meat? One dollar and two pounds? It looks good."
Food is always the most scarce material in the wasteland, especially all agricultural products brought out by the low temperatures in the nuclear winter, and a large number of livestock have died. People don't miss any chance to hoard food.
Marinated whale meat retains most of the whale's fat. This meat does not taste very good and is too greasy. Before the Cataclysm, no one ate this stuff at all, because the fat was too high and unhealthy. Is there anything more tempting now than a piece of fat? That must be two pieces of fat.
"How much fat do you have? I want it all." The first customer was excited, and there were still a few people in his family, as well as children, who had to worry about food every day. But even the colonists of the 'Increte' can only get food through rationing.
Malnutrition is the enemy of everyone!
"I want it all, really! I want it all." The first customer waved his hands excitedly, and he found a few yellow Cancan gold coins from his pocket and asked to buy all the whale meat.
"Inkley" once tried to restore the supply of US dollar banknotes, but was used by the Brotherhood of Steel to falsify the real and false banknote pits, and now everyone uses precious metal currencies for trading. And the currency value is consistent with the first 'Aurora Corps' to resume the use of metal currencies.
The translator who worked as a salesman took the gold coins he felt, and instructed the Mexican worker: "Cut twelve pounds of cured whale meat for this gentleman."
The linoleum on the wooden basket was opened, and inside was a large chunk of meat. The first customer saw these pieces of hair straight and he thought he was just lucky enough to meet a black market seller who sold a small amount of goods, but now it seems that this is a public sales stall.
"You actually have so many goods?" The customer was full of surprise, it was incredible. Now that the stores have disappeared, all goods have been swept away, and citizens often have little money to spend. Because all supplies are controlled by the bureaucracy for rationing.
A large piece of greasy whale meat was held in his hand, and the first customer who came was even a little scared, "I will definitely be robbed when I see someone like this. God knows if anyone will shoot me for this? For food Murder is nothing new. "
"We can send you back." For the sake of the first customer, the translator shouted two guards at the Governor's House using a walkie-talkie and sent the other person home.
The happy scene of holding the piece of meat and returning home with a smile on it became the biggest advertisement at the point of sale. As long as people saw it, they all rushed to ask where the piece of meat came from.
"Buy it?"
"One dollar and two pounds?"
"where?"
No publicity is needed, as long as the people who heard the news almost rushed towards the point of sale trucks. In just a few minutes, hundreds of people surrounded the truck.
"Line up, don't squeeze." The saleswoman had to shout loudly. Fortunately, Zhou Qingfeng sent his governor's guard to maintain order, so as to avoid confusion and robbed goods.
This winter, a long line appeared on the street ~ www.novelhall.com ~ dozens of meters long and hundreds of people, and there are still people joining. Everyone does their best to spend the money, regardless of the price of the goods, and desperately buys up.
"Meat, I want meat. Give me the biggest piece."
"Fat is best. I want fat."
"The meat is sold out? What else do you have? Matches, soap? Well, both are fine, I want both."
The food on the truck was sold out the first time, and the salesperson had to say loudly that it would continue to be supplied, but people didn't believe it. Some people even cried because they didn't buy meat, while more people tried their best to mop up other goods.
In less than an hour, in fact, in just half an hour, a truck full of cargo was emptied, in exchange for a basket full of gold and silver coins. But customers who want to buy are still not willing to leave, and keep asking when is the next sale?
"It's gone today, please come back tomorrow. We will come again tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock." The sales staff could hardly leave, and had to repeatedly publicize their identity and cargo reserve status. "We are the sales established by Governor Alfonso The team, the goods are still sufficient, rest assured, rest assured! "
In fact, no one was at ease. Zhou Qingfeng organized 20 sales trucks and set up 20 sales points. As a result, early in the next morning, thousands of people gathered at each sales point, and everyone was glaring. Eyes, waiting for the arrival of the truck in the cold wind. (To be continued.)
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Wasteland cities are often deserted, and even a bit of noise is often the sound of guns. Martial law, solemnity, indifference, this is the monotonous perception of the world by the survivors. In the city of Merida, far from the North American continent, and even far from the center of Mexico, even the word "blood" is added.
But today, this perception is broken.
Merida City is a satellite city established by the 'Increte' to ease the pressure on resources. To put it plainly, there is not enough resources in one place, and everyone can only spread out. But the desolate, undeveloped area of Yucatan, where Merida is located, has nothing but Mayan monuments.
Merida has gathered half a million slave laborers. These people have no personal freedom. It is good to be able to eat enough food, not to mention spending power. But there are still 30,000 or 50,000 Enclave colonies in the city. These people still have a little spending power, and their desire to buy is extremely strong.
Of the tens of thousands of tons of goods shipped from Havana, some will be sold locally in the city of Merida by the 'Provincial Governor Alfonso'. After all, this place is nominally the territory of the Mexican government. Zhou Qingfeng also needs the support and support of local people.
Zhou Qingfeng did not use any special marketing methods. His method was very simple. He only found a truck to transport things from the port to various traffic junctions in the city, and hired some people to sell it at the stall.
To be honest, when boxes of goods were laid out, people in a hurry on the road didn't even dare to look up. Everyone must either rush to work or go home quickly, resolutely not staying on dangerous streets.
Zhou Qingfeng originally thought that as soon as the goods were on the market, it would ignite the sales frenzy, but the reality was that ‘the front door was left alone. He personally ran to a sales point and saw that two Mexicans in charge of sales stood by the car stupidly, in a daze!
Crazy ...
You, his mother, will die if you drink twice!
I drank, but nobody listened.
Well, not all Americans understand Spanish.
Zhou Qingfeng had to order people to come up with wooden boards and write the words of the sale of goods, accompanied by the name and price of the goods. Finally, he had to find an interpreter. After all, the hired employees he found were Mexicans who did not understand English.
As a result, someone was finally curious looking at the sales car on the side of the road, and came running to see the goods and their eyes were bright. "This is salted whale meat? One dollar and two pounds? It looks good."
Food is always the most scarce material in the wasteland, especially all agricultural products brought out by the low temperatures in the nuclear winter, and a large number of livestock have died. People don't miss any chance to hoard food.
Marinated whale meat retains most of the whale's fat. This meat does not taste very good and is too greasy. Before the Cataclysm, no one ate this stuff at all, because the fat was too high and unhealthy. Is there anything more tempting now than a piece of fat? That must be two pieces of fat.
"How much fat do you have? I want it all." The first customer was excited, and there were still a few people in his family, as well as children, who had to worry about food every day. But even the colonists of the 'Increte' can only get food through rationing.
Malnutrition is the enemy of everyone!
"I want it all, really! I want it all." The first customer waved his hands excitedly, and he found a few yellow Cancan gold coins from his pocket and asked to buy all the whale meat.
"Inkley" once tried to restore the supply of US dollar banknotes, but was used by the Brotherhood of Steel to falsify the real and false banknote pits, and now everyone uses precious metal currencies for trading. And the currency value is consistent with the first 'Aurora Corps' to resume the use of metal currencies.
The translator who worked as a salesman took the gold coins he felt, and instructed the Mexican worker: "Cut twelve pounds of cured whale meat for this gentleman."
The linoleum on the wooden basket was opened, and inside was a large chunk of meat. The first customer saw these pieces of hair straight and he thought he was just lucky enough to meet a black market seller who sold a small amount of goods, but now it seems that this is a public sales stall.
"You actually have so many goods?" The customer was full of surprise, it was incredible. Now that the stores have disappeared, all goods have been swept away, and citizens often have little money to spend. Because all supplies are controlled by the bureaucracy for rationing.
A large piece of greasy whale meat was held in his hand, and the first customer who came was even a little scared, "I will definitely be robbed when I see someone like this. God knows if anyone will shoot me for this? For food Murder is nothing new. "
"We can send you back." For the sake of the first customer, the translator shouted two guards at the Governor's House using a walkie-talkie and sent the other person home.
The happy scene of holding the piece of meat and returning home with a smile on it became the biggest advertisement at the point of sale. As long as people saw it, they all rushed to ask where the piece of meat came from.
"Buy it?"
"One dollar and two pounds?"
"where?"
No publicity is needed, as long as the people who heard the news almost rushed towards the point of sale trucks. In just a few minutes, hundreds of people surrounded the truck.
"Line up, don't squeeze." The saleswoman had to shout loudly. Fortunately, Zhou Qingfeng sent his governor's guard to maintain order, so as to avoid confusion and robbed goods.
This winter, a long line appeared on the street ~ www.novelhall.com ~ dozens of meters long and hundreds of people, and there are still people joining. Everyone does their best to spend the money, regardless of the price of the goods, and desperately buys up.
"Meat, I want meat. Give me the biggest piece."
"Fat is best. I want fat."
"The meat is sold out? What else do you have? Matches, soap? Well, both are fine, I want both."
The food on the truck was sold out the first time, and the salesperson had to say loudly that it would continue to be supplied, but people didn't believe it. Some people even cried because they didn't buy meat, while more people tried their best to mop up other goods.
In less than an hour, in fact, in just half an hour, a truck full of cargo was emptied, in exchange for a basket full of gold and silver coins. But customers who want to buy are still not willing to leave, and keep asking when is the next sale?
"It's gone today, please come back tomorrow. We will come again tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock." The sales staff could hardly leave, and had to repeatedly publicize their identity and cargo reserve status. "We are the sales established by Governor Alfonso The team, the goods are still sufficient, rest assured, rest assured! "
In fact, no one was at ease. Zhou Qingfeng organized 20 sales trucks and set up 20 sales points. As a result, early in the next morning, thousands of people gathered at each sales point, and everyone was glaring. Eyes, waiting for the arrival of the truck in the cold wind. (To be continued.)
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