You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies! Chapter 155 I've Heard of You

Complain that toilet paper is too rough?

Indeed, that comnt wasn't wrong.

In fact, there were already quite a few survivors doing exactly that.

These once critically important red papers' only value now was to provide them with so sense of "throwing money around."

But if it wasn't money they were using, what were the few hundred pieces they ntioned?

Could it possibly be so sort of material goods?

While everyone was curious, Big Beard had already pulled sothing else out of his pocket, which looked like so kind of blue-grey paper.

Peng Yue imdiately asked with curiosity, "What's this?"

"Exchange coupons."

Big Beard said with a smile.

"Exchange coupons?"

Upon hearing this, Peng Yue had a guess in mind and hurried to closely examine the exchange coupons before him.

At first glance, the craftsmanship didn't seem special.

The paper was sowhat stiff, and its surface was very smooth; it was probably printed on so kind of paper previously used for printing flyers.

But when he saw the design on them, his heart skipped a beat.

A handso profile!

Below the portrait was a line of small print:

"Zhang's Group Chairman Zhang Ye?" The room quieted as these words were read out loud.

The Peng family brothers all wore strange expressions, looking at one another.

Shock was visible in everyone's eyes.

Wasn't this essentially Shen Zhou currency?

The difference was the face on it.

And the na.

If this had happened before the disaster, such actions would have landed soone a few years' labor on the sewing machines, at the very least!

But now things were different, and admiration followed the initial shock!

Sure enough, he was an expert who had fought his way to power barehanded!

Truly daring to push the envelope!

The exchange coupons were passed around among the Peng family brothers, as they clicked their tongues in amazent. anwhile, the eldest, Peng Yue, had already started to inquire about the denominations' anings.

Big Beard revealed a surprised expression upon hearing his questions.

It's no wonder he's the leader; he's quick on the uptake.

"Initially, the exchange coupons were not ant for external use, only within the company."

"A denomination of one ans one bag of instant noodles."

"Or one loaf of bread."

"Other goods are priced based on this standard, like the canned food we had today. Guess how many coupons one can costs, Peng elder brother?"

"Ten?"

Peng Yue ventured a guess.

As far as he was concerned, that was the value of a can of food.

After all, based on the value of instant noodles or bread, ten units could adequately last four or five days if one were frugal.

If exchanged for canned food, however, you'll likely starve in four to five days.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than Big Beard and Hou Shubin exchanged glances and then burst out laughing.

Peng Yue didn't feel embarrassed; he had pretty much confird the identities of the two n, so a small offense like this was of no consequence.

"Looks like I guessed wrong."

"Could it be that it takes several dozen bags of instant noodles to exchange for one can?"

He laughed along with the two n and then offered his new guess.

But there was a note of skepticism in his voice.

Clearly, he didn't believe it himself.

Finally, Hou Shubin stopped laughing, looking at these Peng family brothers as if a city dweller viewing country folk, a sense of superiority slowly filling him.

This is the big shot out there?

Pssh, not as knowledgeable as a low-level worker like him.

He shook his head and took another bite of the apple on the table before saying, "Peng elder brother, you're too conservative."

"This can of fish, in the company store, is priced at fifty coupons."

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"And this one with shrimp in it is more expensive, sixty."

Peng Yue's eyes revealed a flash of surprise. Sixty coupons for one can?

In other words, sixty bags of instant noodles or loaves of bread?

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So expensive, and people buy it?

Are they all idiots?

"You're definitely thinking only an idiot would buy it, right?"

Hou Shubin glanced at him and imdiately guessed Peng Yue's thoughts, then chuckled.

"So, you're lucky to run into us brothers."

With those words, Peng Liu beca restless, but before he had a chance to get up, he was suppressed by a look from his big brother.

"This stuff isn't ant for the average survivor to enjoy."

"A genuine luxury item in the safety zone."

"Wanna try?"

Without any hesitation.

The five brothers from the Peng family quickly finished off the two cans of seafood.

anwhile, Big Beard and Hou Shubin just watched.

It was the first ti either of them realized that watching others eat could be so satisfying.

By now, they didn't have to worry about whether they could make it out alive; rather, they had to consider what items here the company might need.

First and foremost was the population—this was now the top priority for the company's mission.

Then, intelligence.

And it was clear that both could be obtained through certain ans.

Trading.

Peng Yue took his ti savoring the last piece of fish, and just as he lifted his head, he heard Big Beard already asking:

"Director Peng, we've said what needed to be said, and you've seen what needed to be seen."

"Now that your stomach is also pretty full."

"Isn't it ti to talk business?"

Business?

He instinctively paused.

Then quickly rembered a sentence they had uttered while facing off in the yard.

"We're here to do business."

That was their purpose.

Peng Yue nodded, pondered for a mont, and finally gave his answer.

"I want to et your boss, can I?"

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The walls over three ters high seed to have no end in sight.

A crossroad suddenly appeared ahead.

The pickup swerved abruptly, and a roadblock materialized in front.

Peng Yue subconsciously tensed, but his hand didn't find his gun in its usual spot.

Several fully-ard figures had already surrounded them.

The lead guard showed a wary expression when he saw the strangers in the car, but his mouth still followed procedure and questioned:

"Na, profession, departnt."

A mont later, the pickup was allowed to pass and slowly approached a large tal gate.

Then another squad of guards ca out for a check.

When he finally entered Zhang Ye's courtyard, he had undergone no less than five security checks.

The latest was right in front of this courtyard's gate.

Under the pavilion sat a man.

Surrounded by a phalanx of security guards.

"I rember you, Big Beard, right?"

No sooner had Zhang Ye spoken than the leading Big Beard imdiately began nodding and bowing, delighted, "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Director Zhang has a great mory, I am Big Beard!"

As he spoke, he didn't forget to bring Hou Shubin up to the boss to make an appearance, and surprisingly, Zhang Ye even recognized Hou Shubin!

The two of them were so moved that they almost knelt down and called him dad on the spot!

Who said Director Zhang was a cold-blooded and ruthless broker?

He was clearly the kind and genial father figure!

Zhang Ye, seeing the two n's emotional state, also internally wiped a cold sweat. The preparations Ai Bing had made for him were indeed effective.

Not in vain had he spent a precious three minutes morizing their information.

And this middle-aged man beside him—

"Peng Yue, right?"

"Hehe, I've heard of you."

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