Plane Supermarket

"It's so strange here!" Cao'er let out a small exclamation.

Cao'erniang shrank her neck, and her eyes, which were always drooping, were now rounded.

The others are not much better. Ever since they entered the city wall, they all look like quails. If there is any movement, they will be scared to death. Before entering the city wall, they feel that the people here are no different from them, even their hair is the same. .

But after entering the city gate, it was discovered that this place was completely different from Daliang Dynasty.

On the wide avenue, I don’t know what was paved, there is no soil, no stone, and there are stone bricks on both sides of the road—if it is stone bricks.

Not to mention the tidied up houses, which are square and upright. When you look up, there are no more than five or six floors.

Although they could see the upper floors of the houses when they were outside the city walls, they were not so shocked until they reached the front of the buildings.

Because it is a working day, there are not many people walking on the street, and there are small stalls on the side of the road, and the boss sits on a small horse on the side of the stall.

There is a scale on the stall, and the scale reads: "Small business, no credit, cash settlement, corn cakes can be weighed and cut to pay."

Originally, after the tortilla was cut by weight, it was change.

The tortillas at the base are all made uniformly in the factory, so the size and weight are the same.

If the pieces were of different sizes, it would be too unstable for a trader to accept bartering.

Ye Zhou also looked around curiously, but it wasn't as obvious as Cao'er.

The interior of the base is actually not much different from a modern city.

The predecessor of this base should be a not-so-large county seat, and the housing complexes on the outside are relatively new, and the closer to the inside, the older it gets.

The same goes for the road, the narrower the road gets as you go towards the center of the base.

Gasoline is probably not easy to come by, Ye Zhou didn't see a car on the road.

"Brother Zou." Wu Yan didn't dare to ask Ye Zhou, so he could only run to ask Zou Ming who was walking at the end of the line. His expression was complicated, mixed with fear and excitement, "How was this house built? Why is it so tall? It hasn't fallen yet?!"

Wu Yan has seen tall towers before, and he also knows that if any house wants to be built higher, the higher the foundation, the deeper the foundation, the more pillars, and the narrower the top.

Countless craftsmen are needed to build a six-story tower, so tens of thousands of people are required to build such a house, no, 10,000+ people to build it?

The gain outweighs the loss, it is better to build a small courtyard, which consumes less materials and manpower.

What's more, these houses are equally wide and narrow from top to bottom, which is simply beyond the reach of human beings.

Zou Ming explained: "There are cranes and excavators, so it doesn't require much manpower."

Wu Yan couldn't understand: "What is a crane excavator?"

Zou Ming: "Machine."

Ye Zhou came over and said, "It's like a carriage. You can't pull the carriage, but the horse can pull it. You need to drive the horse."

Wu Yan quickly lowered his head: "Yes."

Ye Zhou sighed inwardly.

The employees were so intimidated by him that they couldn't listen to some things he said, no matter what he said, they would just say yes, know, in short, listen to what he said, but never think for themselves.

Ye Zhou didn't explain anymore, he was used to it now.

Don't even know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

The shops on both sides of the street are basically closed, and occasionally one or two are open, and they are also restaurants with limited supply-it is obviously a meal, but there are not many customers in it.

Nowadays, no one has extra corn tortillas to go to the restaurant. Instead of going to the restaurant and asking the boss to earn the difference, it is better to go to the supermarket to exchange rice and vegetables. You can save a lot by making it yourself.

There is no difference between the facilities and the plane where Ye Zhou is located, but the level of excitement cannot be compared at all. Even if there are people on the road, there are still many people, but it still looks desolate.

When he came in this time, apart from accompanying the employees to adapt to the environment and broaden their horizons, Ye Zhou had another task.

He was invited to inspect Yang Guoqin's land specially allocated for the farm.

Because of Ye Zhou's material support, Yang Guoqin is not planning to raise chickens and ducks free-range, but operates in the form of a factory, raising and processing one-stop, even if Ye Zhou is gone, they will be able to breed by themselves, and there will not be too many chickens and ducks. loss.

Originally, Yang Guoqin sent someone to pick up Ye Zhou, but Ye Zhou declined. He still wanted to step on the ground, walk over by himself, and observe the base with his eyes.

Chen Gang explained to Zhou Wen next to him: "The main material of the house is cement, steel, sand and gravel. These things were easy to get in the past, and the price was not expensive. It didn't cost much to build a house. I heard that it was expensive to buy a house in the past, because Land is expensive."

Zhou Wen whispered: "In my place, land is much cheaper than houses."

The surroundings of my hometown are almost all barren hills. If you open up a few pieces of land and stay away from the village, the village chief will not care.

The most is to give sugar or cloth to the village head's family.

Unless someone bought that land.

Chen Gang couldn't help asking, "Brother, where did you come from?"

After getting along for a period of time, Chen Gang no longer thinks that they are people from the future—they really don't look like people from the future, and their speech also has a not-so-modern flavor.

Moreover, they had never seen many things before, and glass cups were regarded as good things. They usually only used plastic cups for drinking water, and the glass cups were placed there for offerings. It seemed that they wanted to burn two sticks of incense for the cups.

Chen Gang always thought that they might be ancient people.

But I also felt that my guess was ridiculous.

Maybe there will be that kind of remote village in the future?

But no matter how remote the countryside is, they can’t speak like this, right?

Zhou Wen: "Oh, I used to live in Liangjiaya."

Chen Gang blinked: "Then your surname is Zhou."

Zhou Wen: "Liangjiaya has three surnames! The Liang family is the most, and our Zhou surname will be ours after that, but it's useless if there are too many people."

When the famine came, it was as if they wanted to flee, saying that they wanted to twist into a rope and flee together, but the refugees came several times and were washed away.

He didn't know where his relatives had gone, and whether they had reached the south safely.

I don't even know if my nephews and nieces survived.

Zhou Wen also asked Chen Gang a question: "You girls here can also work? I think there are still women serving as soldiers!"

When the women heard Zhou Wen's question, they also leaned over: "Yes! How can girls be soldiers? They look really strong? How are they better than men? Is it better or worse?"

Chen Gang's own problems have not yet been solved, so he can only solve other people's problems first.

"We are all soldiers here, regardless of gender." Chen Gang, "Because of the body structure, women's muscle growth is not as good as that of men even if they put in the same effort. This is a biological decision. They have to work ten times harder than men. In order to be able to barely tie physically."

"But now that there are guns, and zombies won't rush in immediately, they are no different from men."

Chen Gang was a little proud when he said it: "My cousin is a soldier, an excellent soldier, and she can get rewards every month."

"She's amazing!" Chen Gang said, "She's 1.9 meters tall!"

Chen Gang compared the height, and everyone gasped: "She is a giant!"

Chen Gang was not happy: "1.9 meters is called tall! It can't be said to be a giant!"

A woman suddenly asked, "Can someone like me be a soldier?"

Chen Gang sized her up, shook his head and said, "You are too thin."

The woman asked strangely: "Could it be possible to be a soldier if you are fatter?"

Chen Gang also shook his head: "It has to be suitable."

The female employees have seen many local women these days, and they often lament that they are all women, but the women here are completely different from those there.

Women here can have their own property!

They couldn’t do it in the Liang Dynasty—they had no private property, so even if they could cultivate the land and endure hardships, they still had to depend on men. At home, they would marry their fathers and husbands, and their husbands would obey their sons. Without a man, they would not be able to live independently. go down.

The government does not accept women to buy land, and women cannot sign contracts. Even if they are going to become wives for rich families, their husbands are required to sign the contract.

They are like old cows, who have been working all their lives, but can never have what belongs to them.

Sarah had told them before, but they didn't understand then.

Now that I understand it, I realize that I didn't live a life like a human being—they were not treated as human beings at all.

They are only the property of men.

Before getting married, their "master" is their father, and after getting married they are their "husbands".

Their moods suddenly became complicated. They didn’t feel that they were relying on their husbands for a living. When they were at home, they also had to weave and go to the fields. They also did the jobs that men could do. If their husbands went to the city to do small labor, the fields All life belongs to them.

I also have to cook, serve the elderly, raise chickens and ducks, and take care of the house.

But they didn't get what they deserved. From birth to death, they didn't have their own names, and when they were buried, only XX's name would be engraved on the tombstone.

If the husband dies and they fail to have a son, the family property will be confiscated by the clan, and they will either be imprisoned in the ancestral hall as widows for a lifetime, or they will be "sold" at a price to marry a man who cannot marry a wife.

Women don't understand, why?

They can't think of the reason, they think they have worked very hard, they work hard, and after careful calculation, they do not work much less than men, but why can't they have property, but men can?

They never thought about this question before—after all, all the girls in Daliang Dynasty were like this.

Everyone is like this, what else can you think about?

But now, they have seen a wider world, seen so many women who work and earn money by themselves, and finally found that the difference between what they pay and what they get is really too big.

"My mother used to be the No. [-] student in the college entrance examination." Chen Gang showed off.

The women's eyes widened, and they were more shocked than hearing that women were soldiers: "Women can also study? Exams?"

"No. [-] scholar?!"

"She can take the No. [-] examination?!"

"Women can also take the No. [-] Scholar exam?!"

The men were also shocked: "Women can also be officials here?"

"Isn't that the same as General Hua?"

Chen Gang asked, "Who is General Hua?"

Man: "General Hua Mulan."

Chen Gang: "Isn't Hua Mulan disarmed and returning to the fields? We are not here, and we don't have to disarm and return to the fields after the war."

Someone asked from a strange angle: "Then if she gets married, should she marry or marry?"