The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies
Chapter 150: There are plenty of job opportunities after 148 (Happy New Year, love you all)

Chapter 150: There are plenty of job opportunities after 148 (Happy New Year, love you all)

Hua Mi actually had her own unspoken difficulties: the harvests from her Black Land came with time, not weather or any other factor.

Crops planted on the Black Land grew thicker and stronger over time, leading to increasingly bountiful yields above ground.

But the first thing Hua Mi planted was Straw matting, and she scattered a handful without considering the consequences.

As she would "collect all" from time to time, the Straw matting thrived under her care, maturing so fast that it was only a fraction slower than Oranges enhanced with special effects.

Without much attention from her, the Straw matting gradually took up most of the space in her level 16 storage.

Until now, it had become a pile of tasteless goods, too worthless to use yet too wasteful to discard.

Ye Rong said, "Okay, we’re short on hands over here. The Garrison sends over one or two injured people every day. While their issues aren’t critical, we have to hustle to take care of them, plus there’s the RV supermarket business and restocking the vending machines at the aid center."

"However, I’ve noticed quite a few survivors have come to Xiang City recently. I’ll look for some who are handy and reliable to weave things like straw hats, sun hats, straw sandals, and the like..."

If these are woven tightly, they could serve to keep out the rain and protect one’s feet.

After all, people in ancient times didn’t have plastic or rubber. They relied on these natural materials to make clothes and footwear.

Hua Mi thought Ye Rong’s suggestion was excellent.

"Then tell them that if they work for me, I will certainly not treat them unfairly. I’ll pay them a salary per item, and pay them in cash."

What can money do in Xiang City? You can buy Oranges, buy Condoms, anything that’s available at the RV supermarket and vending machines, or the stalls at the entrance to Xiang City.

Cash can buy it all.

So there’s no need to worry that money has no use. Hua Mi can spend money to hire people to weave Straw matting. Survivors can earn money through this work, which they can spend at Hua Mi’s place again.

After discussing with Ye Rong, Hua Mi had pretty much sorted out the affairs of Xiang City and was ready to set off to find Gong Yi.

But no sooner had Hua Mi left Xiang City, than Ye Rong started busily weaving Straw matting outside the aid center.

The news spread like wildfire, causing a sensation at the aid center.

To tell the truth, every person who came to Xiang City was in extreme panic.

Because in the current world, aside from Xiang City and B City, cash had entirely lost its value.

They came to Xiang City and B City with cash to buy supplies, like a sword hanging over their heads, fearing the day their own money would run out and they’d be unable to purchase supplies from Xiang City and B City anymore.

And there was fear that the abundant cash obtained from survivors by Xiang City and B City might eventually trigger a major economic collapse in the two cities, leaving them without their last peaceful havens.

With more experience, the survivors could summarize the pattern of a city’s collapse. The pattern in any collapsing city was the same.

At first, there would still be a bit of supplies.

At first, money still worked.

Gradually, inflation kicked in, and a sudden inflation of money resulted in a tub of instant noodles costing hundreds of thousands, a bottle of water going for millions...such spikes started occurring.

When even an abundance of cash could no longer buy a bite to eat, the economy collapsed, supplies ran short, people jumped from buildings en masse, and the apocalypse began.

Right, who said what they were experiencing wasn’t the apocalypse? The apocalypse was everywhere; it’s just that those living in Xiang City and B City were especially fortunate because their money could still buy supplies.

The apocalypse just hadn’t hit these two cities yet.

Therefore, survivors who came to these two cities were particularly afraid of the day when the supplies in Xiang City would be bought up, when money wouldn’t be money anymore, when a bottle of mineral water that cost 5 yuan would inflate to 5 million yuan.

That’s why it was understandable that all survivors, upon first stepping through the gates of Xiang City and B City, would spend all their savings in a frenzy to stockpile goods.

Look at those temporary tents set up around the aid center, nearly every tent was filled with food, drinks, and other necessities...

This mad rush to spend had left people impoverished.

Everyone had a tent, or even several filled with supplies, but everyone’s pockets were empty.

They would snatch up anything and everything, even the Self-heating Mini Hot Pots (Dark Mustard Flavor) that the Garrison loathed were sold out by these panic-stricken survivors.

It would sell out as soon as it was restocked.

Because no one knew if missing this chance meant they’d never get to eat even a Dark Mustard Flavor Self-heating Mini Hot Pot again.

In dire hunger, would they have nothing to eat?

That was the mindset of everyone, and in the midst of this buying frenzy, Xiang City and B City always had plenty of supplies.

No matter how much they bought, the inventory of the RV supermarket and vending machines never seemed to run out.

The survivors began to feel anxious, wondering what they’d do if they finished all the supplies in their tents?

What if they didn’t have a penny left over, yet there were still goods in the RV supermarkets? What then?

When mineral water costs just 5 yuan a bottle, but they couldn’t even produce a dime, what then?

This inner anxiety had already caused psychological problems for many.

Tossing and turning through such torment, what if they felt like jumping off a building again?

At this time, employees at the RV supermarket suddenly dropped the bombshell news that they were looking for skilled people to weave Straw matting.

This made the survivors ecstatic.

Having work meant earning money meant buying supplies meant staying alive meant validating one’s worth meant earning more money...

So within two minutes of the announcement, survivors had already crowded the front of the RV supermarket.

It forced Cao Feng to send over a large number of Garrison troops to maintain order near the RV supermarket.

"Everyone, line up, line up. There will be plenty of employment opportunities in the future, so don’t rush."

"Don’t push or shove. We only need people with dexterous hands, those who can weave will be given priority; don’t push, don’t push, don’t push."

Cao Feng looked out over the sea of people under the bright searchlights, their density unmasked by the torrential rain.

They wanted work, they wanted money, they wanted to buy supplies!

Seeing the crowd’s enthusiasm about to boil over, Cao Feng hurriedly sent a video to Hua Mi,

[Cao Feng: [Video]]

He made a call as well,

"Sister Hua, it’s uncontrollable, Sister Hua. If this continues, a major stampede is sure to happen. There are too many survivors. They’ve been suppressed for too long and are now desperately looking for jobs."

Hua Mi was in the midst of flying toward Gong Yi.

Yes, flying!

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