In the apocalypse of natural disasters, she has a universal APP

This is a comprehensive semi-open-air market, surrounded by shops, all facing the inside. There are independent shops selling grains, oils, rice and noodles, spices, dry goods, flowers, birds, fish and insects, etc., as well as large indoor meat and seafood stores.

The huge open space surrounded by a circle of shops is a vegetable market. There is a large high-ceiling steel canopy above. Four stalls below are grouped together in a field shape, and multiple groups are distributed in a palace grid. There is a space for two people in the middle. A path for people to walk loosely.

Wei Jiao walked and walked around against the wall. The surrounding shops were easy to collect, after all, they were all connected together, but the vegetable market in the middle was a bit troublesome, and they had to be collected one by one.

Wei Jiao looked at the time, made a brief estimate, and decided to do it. Anyway, she had enough time, so there was nothing wrong with shopping around - maybe it was because she hadn't been popular for a long time, or maybe it was because of the strange feeling after learning that the end of the world was coming. Affected by the mood, she stood in the noisy market at this moment, and she felt rare and calm.

She was already used to collecting the peripheral shops first, copying and decomposing them several times to earn enough points, and then leaving a few storage spaces to sort them out when she had time.

Then she stepped towards the inside, intending to reach the front from the end.

There are not too many people at this time, but it is still much worse than in the morning, and the remaining vegetables are not the freshest. Of course, this is all in comparison, and it doesn't mean that what she buys now are all rotten branches and leaves. She just looked at the handful of cabbage and it was still juicy!

She seemed casual, but in fact she walked slowly and regularly in a zigzag pattern, stopping from time to time to take a look at the dishes on the stalls. After all, she was not in a hurry, and now she felt that visiting the vegetable market was quite leisurely.

But now, she stopped in front of a pile of tomatoes, with a swollen sheen on their bright red skin, which prompted her to quietly raise her phone to take a few pictures. The stall owner was a skinny, dark-skinned woman. When he saw her taking pictures, he quickly greeted her: "Tomatoes, the pulp is sweet, not the kind that is hard and tasteless when you bite. My little sister, buy two and try them."

Wei Jiao found it a bit strange to be called little sister. She had never been called that in thirty years of her life. The stall owner had a slight accent and a loud, hoarse voice, which made her quite patient.

So Wei Jiao politely pulled off a plastic bag from the side, randomly selected five or six red and large ones with fresh stems and leaves, handed them over to weigh, scanned the code and took them over to continue shopping.

Next, she bought several cucumbers, a cabbage, three large peaches and a large watermelon one after another.

Hmm... I just couldn't resist the watermelon. After all, it's hard not to reach out and pat the big, round watermelon piled high when you pass by it. The emerald green stems and the delicious rind pattern make you feel like... The beat buzzed and reverberated.

If you take a picture of a good watermelon, you should take it home. Please don’t abandon the watermelon. Watermelon is good and the watermelon is the best.

Anyway, with this attitude in mind, she finally staggered out of the vegetable market carrying a big watermelon.

She put the things she bought into the space under the cover of the car door, shook her red hand, turned around and walked into the hotel.

This restaurant is also a chain brand, specializing in knife-cut noodles. Of course, other home-cooked dishes are also delicious. Wei Jiao looked at the menu and thought about it, and felt that she should order some dishes that couldn't be delivered as they were even if Goldfinger came to deliver the food.

To verify, she searched the same store in the guide and ordered a takeout of griddle chicken wings.

According to the menu in the store, this dish should be a small iron pot specially used for dry pot with a solid alcohol block underneath for continuous heating, but the takeaway ordered from Gold Finger is just an ordinary plastic packaging box.

Wei Jiao made some calculations in her mind, and she probably knew which types of dishes were best to go to the store to collect in person. She finally ordered griddle chicken wings and sizzling eggplant. The chicken wings were salty and tender, and the eggplant was soft and flavourful. She was quite satisfied eating it with rice.

After lunch, she drove to continue her afternoon house-viewing tour.

Having learned her lesson, she learned to be smart this time. She first drove to inspect several entrances to the community one by one, and then took a look at the situation around the community before contacting the landlord to view the house.

In the afternoon, the two houses were a little far apart, but they were both one-bedroom apartments with a relatively small space. One house was surrounded by a relatively open space with good lighting, while the other house was surrounded by a small commercial area, but the light in the room was not very good.

In fact, Wei Jiao's family is not very satisfied. After all, this is a place where they live in the last days. She prefers a larger house. It's not that it is more spacious, but she feels that one more door will provide more protection. Once a one-bedroom apartment like this is If there is something wrong with the gate, it is basically the end.

She was very hesitant during the selection stage on the APP, but these two properties were both approved by Gold Finger. In the end, she decided to check out all the properties that Gold Finger said were good.

Now standing in the real house, Wei Jiao had a sudden thought. While looking out the window, she asked in her mind: How would the house I am now be used as a place to live in the end of the world? Please rate on a percentage scale.

Goldfinger: 65 points.

Oh haha! Really scored!

Unexpectedly, Wei Jiao asked the same question to another room and got a score of 68 points, which was not a big difference. Both rooms were passable and she was not satisfied, but she still recorded the scores so that she could compare them after viewing all the rooms.

Her home is in City B. She has never rented a house and has no experience. After today, she has a vague understanding. In fact, if she is not afraid of being tired, her day schedule can be more full.

She looked at the schedule on her phone. The current schedule seemed appropriate. She could stock up on nearby items if there was room. She had no plans to change it. After all, she still had to contact her landlord again, which was troublesome but not necessary.

After looking at the second room, it was almost dinner time. She walked around the surrounding area, copying into the space while selecting, and finally found a claypot rice cooker for dinner. Claypot rice still had to be cooked in a small casserole. It tastes best if you eat it directly.

She ordered barbecued pork rice. Seeing that there were drinks in the store, she ordered a cup of frozen lemon tea. Unexpectedly, a huge cup was served and her hands were still cold when she picked it up. However, Wei Jiao loved this feeling, a mouthful of piping hot claypot rice. , and another sip of ice-cold frozen lemon tea, and I had a very enjoyable dinner.

With nothing else to do, Wei Jiao drove home. She was not a person who liked to go out. In addition, there were a bunch of messy shops waiting to be sorted in the space, which made her want to go home.

She habitually returned the same way, still taking a shortcut through the community where she had breakfast. It was not getting dark yet, but she saw that some shops had turned on the colorful lights at the door. She slowed down a little and drove. In the past, I found that the lamppost in front of the barber shop was buzzing.

This reminded her that when she passed by here in the morning, she had thought about shaving her head. It happened that she didn't miss it at this moment, and she didn't want to delay it, so she simply turned around, parked the car, and walked to the barber shop.