Noon sun.

A group of survivors with haggard faces, unshaven beards, and carrying Soaring Cannon fertilizer bags stood on the black asphalt road.

The clothes he wore were extremely tattered, and one person even wore pants with half of his butt exposed.

And judging from the signs of damage, it looks like it was ground rather than cut.

There is still black mud in the gaps between their fingernails,

Some people wear shoes made of Baohaha mineral water, which are made by crushing plastic bottles and threading them back and forth with a few ropes.

His whole body exuded a strong smell of sweat that could be smelled several meters away.

Hong Gong fucked a group of them. After the transformation of Lao Gao in the past few days, they have become a team that is more like survivors than ordinary survivors.

Everyone has his or her own name and has compiled his or her past life experiences.

Their occupations are all wage earners working in a mold factory. After the apocalypse broke out, they became homeless and wandered all the way from Bashu to here.

"Captain, we should have settled it now, right?" Da Zhuang said to Hong Gongcao in front of him.

When Hong Gongcao heard this title, he looked around nervously.

After seeing that the person closest to them was more than ten meters away, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Hong Gongcao walked up to Da Zhuang, held his collar, and said angrily in a low voice:

"Damn it, I told you not to call me Captain, call me Brother Hong!"

"But the captain may not..." Da Zhuang wanted to retort.

Hong Gongcao tightened his collar, "I said, listen to me! Otherwise, you have to go back! Damn you, don't talk, okay?"

Da Zhuang scratched his head, grinned and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, Brother Hong."

"That's pretty much it." Hong Gongcao loosened his collar.

They stepped on the black asphalt road, their eyes full of horror.

Is this still outside the trading market, so luxurious that it is paved with asphalt?

Their behavior is very similar to many survivors who came to the trading market for the first time.

But when they enter the trading market for a long time, they will know that there are thousands of zombies buried under the black asphalt ground.

This asphalt ground was also formed by using oil formations to burn the zombie tide during previous thunderstorm disasters.

As they get closer to the trading market, the walls of the trading market become taller and taller in their eyes.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the majesty of the wall.

"Have you got thirty meters yet?"

"It must be there, it must be thirty meters tall. You see, the wall seems to be still being built to be taller. Why is it so high? Our side is only ten meters tall..."

"Shut up!" Lao Gao glared at the man after hearing this.

The team member also realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly shut his mouth.

There are some fragments of sand and gravel on the asphalt road, which were dropped by the outgoing transportation team.

Outside the trading market, the road is very wide.

They came from the west and followed the large army in front.

After walking for more than ten minutes, we finally reached the main entrance.

The main entrance is on the east side, and any survivor who wants to enter the trading bazaar can only enter through this door.

There are four doors in the trading market, but for the convenience of management, only this door is opened.

They followed a small team in front and stood in line at the back of the team.

Hong Gongcao looked at the small team of six people in front of him and hesitated for a few seconds. He still planned to go over and inquire with them.

"Hey, buddy, is this the trading market?" Hong Gongcao walked to the front and asked the man with long hair in front of him.

The man raised his head and looked at Hong Gongcao from top to bottom, and then looked at the group of people behind Hong Gongcao.

His eyebrows were lowered, "New here?"

"Yes, yes, we heard someone said that there is a trading market here where there is a way to survive, so we came here. Is it really safe to trade here?" Hong Gongcao asked quickly after hearing the other party's response.

The long-haired man said slightly proudly:

"Of course, this is a trading market. You can buy everything you want to buy here, but I think you people don't have much purchasing power."

"By the way, what can you do?"

Hong Gongcao rolled his eyes and said quickly: "Can I drive and make molds?"

"Of the two professions you mentioned, one is saturated and the other is useless. What do you have that you can buy and trade?" The long-haired man glanced at him.

"Let me remind you, you have to pay a certain entrance fee to enter the city. I'm afraid you won't even be able to get in."

Hong Gongcao's face froze and he asked awkwardly:

"How much does it cost to enter the city?"

The long-haired man said:

"Looking at how pitiful you are, I'll tell you a few words. Our trading market is very friendly to the people. The entrance fee is usually deducted from food.

However, the managers of the trading market probably felt that many survivors at the bottom could not afford to pay the fees, so they gave another option.

That is to use labor to replace the cost of entering the city. Well, if you see the man carrying the wood over there, you can use a piece of wood to deduct it."

"Wood?" Hong Gongcao was a little confused.

Wood can also be used to deduct the cost of entering the city.

"Yes, wood, you can just chop down the tree..." the long-haired man replied impatiently.

Hearing this, Hong Gongcao nodded thoughtfully and said:

"I understand, thank you, bro."

"By the way, brother, how many people are there in this trading market?"

The long-haired man was asked many questions, and he was obviously a little impatient. Faced with Hong Gongcao's questioning, he looked a little unhappy.

"Brother, you have such a handsome hairstyle. Where did you get this hairstyle?" Lao Gao saw the displeasure on his face and hurriedly came over and asked.

The long-haired man felt quite happy when he heard his compliment.

"I made it myself. How do you like it? Does it look good?" The long-haired man flicked his bangs to reveal his forehead.

Lao Gao quickly gave a thumbs up and said: "It looks good, it looks so good. I even want to have a hair style like yours."

The long-haired man raised his eyebrows when he heard this and took a closer look at Lao Gao's hair.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Suddenly he came close and touched Lao Gao's hair.

"Your hair quality is not bad, but you will have to wait until your hair grows long to get a hairstyle like mine. I can style it for you for free..."

"You are very discerning and I will tell you the truth. I actually want to open a barber shop in the market, but I don't know if anyone with taste like you would come to me for a haircut..."

My elder brother said that it’s the end of the world now, and no one wants to spend points on haircuts here, but I always feel that there must be people who have this need, some high-status or rich people, and they will definitely pay attention to their image.

Look, it doesn’t cost anything to cut my hair, don’t you think..."

...

Lao Gao was the only one who complimented his hairstyle, which made the man very happy.

As soon as I was happy, I told them all about opening a barber shop in the trading market, which I had hesitated for a long time.

Hong Gongcao and the two also got some information from it.

integral?

"What points?" Hong Gongcao asked doubtfully.

The long-haired man asked: "Do you think I can open a barber shop in the trading market?"

"I ask, what are points?" Hong Gongcao continued to ask.

The long-haired man didn't seem to hear Hong Gongcao's question and continued:

"Actually, I'm also confused, but, this doesn't cost anything. There should be someone who needs a haircut, right?"

"Let me ask, the points are..." Before Hong Gongcao finished speaking, he was stopped by Lao Gao.

Lao Gao's eyes were sincere and he said to the long-haired man:

"Handsome guy, I think you should do it first. You will know the result after you do it. Don't be afraid of failure. Failure is failure if you don't take action. Since there is no cost, then I think you should open a barber shop."

The long-haired man was encouraged by Gao Zhao, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to become more confident.

He patted Lao Gao hard on the shoulder.

"Brother, thank you!"

Lao Gao laughed and said: "But I am afraid that there are not many people in this trading market, there are not that many..."
To be continued...