I saw people everywhere in the trading market, especially the area in the north, which was full of vehicles, row upon row, which looked extremely spectacular in the sunshine.

"Captain, there are probably tens of thousands of people here! There are too many people!" The driver of the vehicle said with dilated pupils and swallowed his saliva.

"Tens of thousands of people? More than that, there are at least 30,000 people, maybe 50,000, tsk..." Chen Er felt a little numb when he saw so many people.

At this moment, a motorcycle drove over.

It was Dongtai who was on the motorcycle.

After Chen Er saw Dongtai, he quickly stretched out his hand to say hello.

"Tongtai!"

Dongtai stopped his motorcycle and shouted to Chen Er: "Follow me."

Then he drove the motorcycle around a corner and headed northwest of Oil City.

To the northwest of the trading market, there are about a dozen long strip-shaped houses standing, each of which is dozens of meters long and more than ten meters wide.

These areas alone occupy nearly one percent of the entire trading market.

The trading market covers two to three thousand acres, with a total area of ​​more than one million square meters.

Half of these houses are still under construction, but they are all in the final stages.

Xiao Jun, who had been waiting here for a long time, led a dozen people and directed the vehicles in Southern Paradise to park in sequence.

After Mr. Hu saw Xiao Jun and Dongtai, he got out of the car.

"Father!"

A woman next to Xiao Jun screamed and ran over after seeing Master Hu.

"You're finally here! Didn't you say you arrived yesterday? Why did you only arrive today?" Ma Yingxue ran to Mr. Hu's side, looked at Mr. Hu and asked.

Seeing Ma Yingxue, Mr. Hu said with a smile: "There are still some things in the paradise that have been left to the madman for a day."

"Uncle Madman is still here." Ma Yingxue sighed.

"Um."

"Master Hu." Xiao Jun and Dongtai walked over.

"Captain Xiao, Dongtai, there are many more people in this trading market than I imagined! How many people are there now?" Master Hu asked after seeing the two people.

Xiao Jun glanced at Ma Yingxue, and then focused his eyes on Master Hu.

"The latest data is 45,679 people, but this number is rising every minute..."

After finishing speaking, he said to Mr. Tiger:

"Master Hu, you have also seen that this trading market is already overcrowded. It is too difficult for us to manage it. You just happened to be here. Please help to maintain order."

After hearing this, Master Hu thought for a few seconds and asked:

"Where's Captain Ju?"

Xiao Jun pointed in the direction of Oil City and said: "He is in Oil City. He has been very busy recently and has not slept for four or five days."

"But he said hello to me. I will take you to meet him later. Minister Li from the North will be here."

When Mr. Hu heard these three words, Minister Li, his expression became much more serious.

"Is Minister Li coming to Oil City too?"

As far as he knew, Minister Li was definitely one of the top executives of the Da Zhangshu Base.

He is one of the most powerful people in the entire Da Zhangshu Base.

"Yes, I guess it will be in the evening. I will take you to meet our battalion commander at that time." Xiao Jun nodded and replied.

"Okay, where are the people we supported in the construction before?" Mr. Hu asked doubtfully, as he didn't seem to see them just now.

Xiao Jun pointed to the southeast corner, where there was a construction site under construction.

"They are helping with the construction. Many survivors who have come in these days have joined the construction project, so they are mixed together. When they finish work, you will naturally be able to see them."

In the past two days, as the number of survivors has increased, the number of construction personnel has tripled.

The construction speed has increased dramatically. What originally took four days to complete can now be completed in one day.

More than 16,000 people worked on building the infrastructure of the trading bazaar, including houses, aisles, street lights...

Twenty-four hours, day and night.

Among those who participated in the construction, half of the food was given to those affiliated forces in the north and those who built the southern paradise.

Just like that, those survivors rushed to sign up.

Although the daily consumption of food is staggering, the results are also significant.

What they lack most now is time, and it is worthwhile to exchange part of the food for time.

After all, food supply is not free, nor is it continuous. When natural disasters arrive, construction stops and food supply stops accordingly.

There are only so many days, so the food consumed is limited.

Xiao Jun saw a car coming from behind, so he said to Master Hu and the others:

"Let's give in."

Walking outside the door of the built house, Xiao Jun said again:

"Master Hu, you have had a hard time traveling all the way. In the evening, please come to the oil city and have a chat with our ministers and see how the work is divided."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mr. Hu is old after all. He had been riding in the car for several hours and looked a little sleepy. Hearing what Xiao Jun said, he nodded and said: "Okay."

"Okay, then I'll go and get busy. I'll leave Dongtai to you."

Xiao Jun greeted Dongtai and left.

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Time passed minute by minute.

The Southern Paradise's motorcade also stopped one after another, and they carried the supplies off the vehicle.

In a thunderstorm, it will obviously rain. These vehicles are parked in the open air. Materials such as food will be soaked by the rain, and the shelf life will be shortened.

They don't stay here for a few days, but for several months, so it is necessary to move things down.

Watching his men unload the things from the car, Mr. Hu asked someone to find this folding chair for him.

Then, accompanied by Ma Yingxue, we walked into this simple house.

It can be said that the inside is just a bare house, with not a single piece of furniture inside, not even a door.

There is no putty powder on the walls, and the masonry is directly exposed.

Ma Yingxue explained: "Father, there have been too many people coming to the trading market recently. This house is quite good..."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Look at what you said, am I someone who has never endured hardship? I think when your father and I first started, it was... not to mention that now at least I have a roof and walls to protect me from wind and rain.

,enough!"

When Ma Yingxue heard what Master Hu said, she smiled and said, "That's good."

"Father, why don't you take a rest? I think you're a little sleepy. You're going to the Oil City to meet the minister and the others in the evening..."

"Okay." Mr. Hu asked the two of them to find a room to put down his folding chairs and lay down. He fell asleep within a few minutes.

After all, I was getting older, and after sitting in the car for five or six hours, I was extremely tired.

Seeing Master Hu sleeping, Ma Yingxue took a blanket and covered him with it.

Looking at Lord Tiger's head full of white hair, he couldn't help but sigh.

After all, Mr. Hu is over sixty years old. He has worked hard to take care of Southern Paradise over the past few years and put in a lot of effort, which makes him age faster.

If Lord Tiger can't bear it anymore, what should the thousands of people in this southern paradise do?

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Chapter completed!