You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies! Chapter 239 238: The Businessman

Zhang ng was a businessman.

He was before, and he still was even after the end of the world had co.

It was on his advice that Li Wanhao decided to open up to the outside world.

And so, a market area was established specifically for foreign trade.

Initially, Wanhao District imposed very strict controls on the survivors that passed through the settlent.

The reason was simple.

Supplies.

The more people there were, the more supplies were consud.

Even though Li Wanhao had led people to occupy Market Street and gathered a large amount of supplies from the various shops there.

No matter how abundant, supplies eventually were non-renewable.

An additional person ant an extra mouth to feed.

And one more share of consumption.

Most of his subordinates shared the sa opinion.

With so many supplies, as long as they could hold onto the Market Street territory, the hundred or so people under them wouldn't starve.

Li Wanhao's initial strategy was to hold the secure area and wait for governnt rescue.

But as ti passed, hope in people's hearts grew dimr.

Zhang ng, who held a negative opinion of the governnt, seized the opportunity to make his proposal.

That was to give up the idea of holding out for help and to open their doors to absorb survivors who had no place to settle.

More people certainly ant more consumption of supplies, but it could also directly enhance the strength of the settlent, bringing many benefits.

For one, it could directly boost their territory's combat power.

Secondly, it could increase the number of people available for scavenging and exploration, thus acquiring more supplies.

And these two advantages beca increasingly apparent as ti went on.

They not only built walls around Market Street, but also cleared out several factories near the original card factory.

Li Wanhao established Wanhao District on this basis and formally issued a new type of currency for internal use.

This New Currency began to circulate rapidly through trade with other settlents.

Wanhao District, with its abundance of people and food, beca the source of credit for the New Currency.

With the New Currency being produced almost endlessly by the card factory, Wanhao District, like a giant beast with a huge appetite, absorbed the population and supplies of nearby settlents.

And Zhang ng's position beca unshakable because of this.

Peng Yue's visit this ti was under the pretext of trading with him.

Those several carts full of canned goods and instant noodles were his gesture to earn Zhang ng's trust.

The goods were quickly brought in.

A tea table with a missing corner held four or five cans with different nas.

The cardboard box next to it was filled to the brim with packs of noodles.

Each one was individually wrapped.

Plastic bags were worthless.

There were at least four or five factories producing cling film and plastic bags in the industrial area.

The plastic bags made from materials in the warehouses were enough to go around the entire Sujiang Province.

Zhang ng initially didn't take it seriously.

Canned goods and instant noodles.

Quite common.

But when he inadvertently saw the words on them, he sat up suddenly and grabbed the can closest to him.

His sharp gaze fixated on the words on the can.

"Dog at canned food?"

"There are such cans in Sanjiang City?"

Zhang ng's gaze slowly moved down, then stopped again.

"Zhang's Group Food Limited Company?"

"What company is this?"

"Never heard of it."

Peng Yue, who was next to him, had already started to chuckle.

Hearing his laughter, Zhang ng's heart suddenly tightened as he instantly understood sothing.

He then turned his head abruptly to Peng Yue and exclaid,

"Did you make these yourselves?"

"Peng Liu, open it for Director Zhang to see,"

Peng Yue didn't answer him; instead, he instructed Peng Liu to open each of the cans on the table one by one.

Soon, the rich aroma of at wafted through the first-floor space.

Zhang ng stared blankly at the four or five opened cans in front of him.

Each looked very fresh.

A layer of light yellow grease floated on the milky white broth.

This was an unrivaled temptation for the survivors of today.

Fat and juicy?

Most of them couldn't even manage to fill their bellies every day.

Let alone get any dietary fat and oil.

This box full of canned food ant more than just sustenance.

It also ant plenty of protein and fat.

This was valuable nutrition.

And such a precious commodity was actually produced by Peng Yue himself?

"This isn't the at from those stray dogs outside, is it?"

Zhang ng suddenly asked.

These days, it wasn't uncommon for people to eat the at of wild beasts.

After all, the most prolific animals outside were stray dogs and rats.

Even though their appearances and behaviors had sowhat differed from the past, they were still flesh and blood, and they would die naturally.

Hunger is a terrifying thing.

The pain, as if flas were scorching one's stomach, could drive anyone insane.

You'd wish you could bite off your fingers and swallow them one by one.

For re wild beasts, even less needed to be said.

After the initial unease and fear had passed, people quickly discovered that the at of these Mutant Beasts was still edible.

However, the brave were still the minority.

The reason was simple.

It wasn't because they were disgusted by the Mutant Beasts eating corpses.

It was because of the danger.

Whether it was mutant dogs or rats, they lived in groups.

Without being equipped with firearms on a large scale, they posed a far greater threat to the average survivor than ordinary zombies did.

Therefore, even though they knew the at was edible, nobody considered these Mutant Beast ats as a staple food.

On the rare occasion soone hunted a few, they would mostly sell the at to the big shots in the district.

Like Zhang ng.

That's what shocked him the most.

Could it be that Peng Yue's n were now able to hunt these Mutant Beasts on a large scale?

Peng Yue, however, just smiled and pointed at a few other cans:

"Why don't you take another look?"

Take another look?

Zhang ng hurriedly turned back to look at the other cans on the table.

His gaze quickly took note of the differences.

Dog at cans.

Rat...

Fuck!

There were even rat at cans?

Moving to the right, there were even cans of seafood?

And it seed the at inside wasn't all the sa type?

Zhang ng tentatively picked up a piece with his hand and put it in his mouth; the texture was smooth and seed like fish, while the one next to it was slightly different.

"Is this..."

"Shrimp? No, lobster?"

Shock filled his eyes.

Everyone in Sanjiang City knew there were things in the water.

But without sufficient firepower and large boats, no one dared to go into the water.

Let alone catch those terrifyingly large fish and shrimp.

How on earth did Peng Yue do it?

On the other hand, the fruit cans at the very end seed quite ordinary.

The people below might not know, but Zhang ng was very clear about it.

Chen Xiaoyong had co into conflict with Peng Yue over that orchard in the first place.

Everyone knew what happened afterward.

Chen Xiaoyong's whereabouts beca unknown.

It was said he was thrown into the river to feed the fish.

And his territory was taken over by Peng Yue and a few brothers.

"How about that?"

"Are you satisfied with these goods?"

But Peng Yue had no intention of resolving his doubts.

Instead, he started discussing business directly.

"Satisfied, very satisfied!"

"Hahahaha!"