章節 29: Delivery
編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation
"The delivery man.
"Someone ordered takeaway."
Wang Ran stuck his head out of the car and said.
"Take-out?
"You can still order takeaway in this world?"
The younger security guard was confused.
"The owners of Block 2 and 18.
"You'll know if you contact them and ask them yourself."
Wang Ran looked at his notebook.
"Wait a moment..."
The older security guard took out a walkie-talkie and confirmed the situation.
"Is your neighborhood really that professional?"
While Wang Ran was waiting, he handed a cucumber to the younger security guard.
"Of course!
"Our neighborhood is the most luxurious in the city.
"The property fees alone are 100,000 Yuan per household every year."
"Our security measures and whatnot were already the best in the country, even before the apocalypse.
"Our 50-man security team can basically guarantee that no zombies can sneak in from the outside.
"We will check the residential area regularly to prevent any internal residents from turning into zombies."
The young security guard explained proudly. After that, he took a bite of the cucumber. It was delicious.
"But you guys are so enclosed. Do you have enough supplies inside?" Wang Ran asked.
He had his eyes on this neighborhood.
Since the people inside were all rich, there must be a lot of gold.
Instead of running around the city, it was better to work with the community of this villa.
"Sigh, who has the supplies these days?
"Our property management was the only one who gave back to the residents a while ago. We got 2,000 pounds of organic rice and handed out 20 pounds per family.
"I don't think it'll last long."
"However, each of these households has a large courtyard.
"Many people have already started to plant potatoes and vegetables.
"Our property management excavated most of the green space and have started something here.
"As long as the zombies don't break in, we will manage to scrape by."
The security guard sighed.
Wang Ran nodded.
A community like this had a natural advantage in the early stages of the apocalypse.
Their walls were very high and they were connected to their own power grids.
This was also a beach far away from the city.
There weren't many zombies to begin with, and the scattered zombies would not be able to climb over the wall.
As long as the people inside didn't seek death, it would be a relatively safe space.
"I've talked to the tenants. They did have some of your take-out.
"Do you mind if we check the car?
"It's for safety reasons, please forgive me," the old security guard came over and said.
"No problem, there's only food in the car, no zombies."
Wang Ran took out another banana and handed it to the old security guard.
The old security guard smiled and put the banana in his pocket.
This was the benefit of being a security guard. Usually, he would collect cigarettes, and during the apocalypse, he would collect food. He had no psychological barriers at all.
The old security guard checked and confirmed that there was no problem. He then removed the roadblock and informed the guardhouse to open the railing.
Wang Ran said goodbye to the two security guards and drove the MPV into the villa area.
There were a total of 100 residences in this area.
Wang Ran's clients were no. 2 and no. 18.
After following the direction signs, Wang Ran drove to no. 18.
It was just as the security guard had said. Each of them had a large courtyard.
Each unit would cost at least tens of millions.
Wang Ran parked his car and rang the doorbell.
Not long after, a middle-aged woman in a nightgown came out.
She was holding a vegetable knife in her hand and seemed to be quite vigilant.
"You're the one on the forum who said you can deliver us food?"
The middle-aged woman was quite surprised when she saw Wang Ran actually showing up.
She had only left this message when she saw this post by accident while browsing the forum.
He didn't expect the other party to really send food to his door.
Could it be that the outside world wasn't as chaotic as the forums made it out to be?
"You said you wanted... 50 pounds, right?" Wang Ran asked.
"That's right."
"11 pounds of gold in exchange for 50 pounds of food."
The middle-aged woman nodded.
From her tone, it was as if she was just going out to buy groceries.
It seemed that rich people were different.
"The things are in the car.
"If you bring the gold over, you can have them."
Wang ran opened the carriage and showed it to the middle-aged woman.
At that moment, a strange sound came from the house.
One of them seemed to be the sound of iron chains.
"Oh, that's my dog!"
"I was worried about leaving it in the yard, so I locked it in the house."
The middle-aged woman explained in a panic.
"I'll go get the gold. Wait a moment."
The middle-aged woman said as she entered the house.
The sound of the chains soon disappeared.
After a while, the middle-aged woman came out with a small leather suitcase.
"These are gold bars issued by the bank. Each one is exactly 1,000 grams.
"There are five pieces here."
The middle-aged woman took out the gold bar from the suitcase and handed it to Wang Ran.
"Alright, here are your 50 pounds of food."
When the middle-aged woman entered the house, Wang Ran had already moved the food out of the car and placed it in the courtyard.
The middle-aged woman looked at it and frowned.
"You..." she said.
"No meat?" the middle-aged woman asked.
"Meat?
"There's some cooked food, but there's none today."
The food that Wang Ran had brought over was food with a short shelf life.
Meat could be kept in cold storage, so he didn't plan to trade it.
"Cooked food?
"Is there any raw meat?
"It'd be best if it's the kind with blood!"
The middle-aged woman was slightly excited.
A thought flashed through Wang ran's mind.
Iron chains...
Raw meat...
A chained-up zombie!
This middle-aged woman had a zombie locked up in her house!
It was either her husband or her child!
"I'm sorry, there's no raw meat."
Wang Ran shrugged his shoulders.
In the post-apocalyptic world, there was no need to talk about morals or the law, but...
Feeding zombies with resources?
This was simply too shameless!
I can't stand it!
Um... The two of them had drunk his blood, so they shouldn't be in the scope of condemnation.
"I'm willing to pay double the price!"
"Three times! Is three times okay?"
The middle-aged woman pleaded.
When she saw Wang Ran's expression, she knew that it was not that he did not have it, but that he was unwilling.
That's right, in the apocalypse, vegetables and fruits were easy to grow, but poultry would be significantly harder to raise.
"I'm sorry, that's all I have.
"If you need anything in the future, you can just send me a message.
"I'll stop the service in a week."
Wang Ran wrote a note and gave it to the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman sighed and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.
Obviously, the food did not make her very happy.
After taking care of no. 18, Wang Ran drove the MPV to find his last client.
He could go home after this.
After a round of searching, Wang Ran found no. 2 in the depths of the villa area.
Anything numbered above 10 would be on another level of luxury.
Each top-ten residence had its own swimming pool, basketball court, and garden.
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