Chapter 26 High Security Society

After the biochemical doomsday, the streets in Xi'an are dark, but there are also bright places. The acetylene gas in the fire extinguisher bottle, covering a street lampshade, becomes an angry lamp. With them, at least in Guo Zhenbei's heart, this is still a "living" city.

Yes, Xi'an is still a "living" city. There are also famous cars running on the street, and there are bright lights and dim stalls with oil lamps on both sides of the street. The head is like a crucian carp crossing the river.

Guo Zhenbei, who saw so many people outside the city and only saw sporadic survivors, was still a little excited. Yes, hundreds of people are crowded within the Xi'an city wall. The small space will indeed be quite crowded.

At the request of Guo Zhenbei, the motorcade approached the bicycle lane with stalls and moved forward slowly. The noisy voice is full of the shouts of sellers.

"Hey, compressed biscuits, real military compressed dry food..."

"Green vegetables, watery vegetables, come on!"

Bright gas lamps form bright spots on both sides of the road, and green vegetables are often something that can be planted by people who occupy the roof. Obviously, this kind of new thing is often more popular. And these shops with gas lamps occupy the facades on the street.

From time to time, luxury cars come to their door. Someone in the car brought down several boxes of things such as instant noodles or boxes of cans, and then saw someone taking fresh vegetables and fresh food from the store.

"Isn't Xi'an short of food? How can it be...?"

Facing Guo Zhenbei's doubts, Zhai Yifei, who was responsible for his safety, turned around.

"They are people with guaranteed food. You know that you always need some talents to manage the city, so..."

Although the car is not bright, everything is not dark in front of Guo Zhenbei. It was taken by the night vision camera on the body and processed by Xiaomi at high speed. It will not be too bright and dazzling, and the image will not be displayed clearly due to insufficient resolution.

After saying this, Zhai Yifei turned his head and didn't seem to want to talk more about this matter.

On the "virtual vision" in front of him, Guo Zhenbei clearly saw some expressions similar to shame on Zhai Yifei's face. Although it was only a moment, Guo Zhenbei understood that the grain ration in Xi'an was definitely not as "imperial" as he had heard on the surface.

I remember Wu Changsheng said that the principle of food distribution in Xi'an is to try to make everyone have some, so that they will not be hungry.

Looking at what happened on the street, Guo Zhenbei didn't believe Wu Changsheng's statement. At least he does not believe in the fairness and fairness of grain rations in Xi'an. Of course, this idea comes from the "past". At least Guo Zhenbei will never watch any news channel.

He would rather go to the Internet to have a look. Although he does not spread rumors, the "rumors" on the Internet are often more intriguing.

There is no need to talk about what is in front of you. Vegetables and fresh food are often people who eat "guaranteed food" and can exchange their "guaranteed food" for resources. From this perspective, "guaranteeing grain" should be more than enough, otherwise such a thing would not happen.

If this is the basis, there is no need to ask that people who eat "guaranteed food" are also divided into three or six grades, and people of different levels get different amounts of grain. Of course, some relatively high-level people can make some small-scale exchanges.

However, for the time being, Guo Zhenbei does not intend to pay more attention to this matter. And from the "H County Survivor Base", the first batch of grain may arrive in a few days. Although the "H County Survivor Base" may not have produced so much grain at this moment, there is a lot of surplus grain in nearby rural areas.

"What about here in Xi'an? Under the grain distribution here in Xi'an, what kind of ration can Xiao A Liang's parents get? Xiaomi, can you tell me how many people are guaranteed in Xi'an, and what kind of protection can people like Xiao A Liang's parents get?

Guo Zhenbei sent questions to Xiaomi directly in his mind. He needs to know the life that Xiao A Liang may face, and he also needs to be relatively accurate to control this matter.

This is what he cares about at the moment. After all, if Xiao A Liang produces here, then what he can't rest assured about is Xiao A Liang's standard of living. According to Guo Zhenbei's idea, at the level of doctors in brain surgery and cardiac surgery, it should be the category of "three, sixty-nine" middle and upper class.

Although there may not be anything delicious, I believe that after eating, the patterns should be renovated. At least in the "H County Survivor Base", professionals' income will naturally vary according to their professional level.

Although there is no starvation in the "H County Survivor Base", people with high professional and technical levels will get more income. With a "brain partner", he still intends to be an "ignorant, ignorant" and inactive "disting egg" for short as an asshole type of person. Of course, he will lack a better income.

After all, no society will be willing to let lazy people and parasites become social upper-class people. And those who have such a good study and life partner as "brain partner" are still not enterprising and are still unwilling to make a difference will naturally not have a better income.

So what about here in Xi'an?

"As far as we know, there are people in Xi'an who guarantee food security, accounting for about 20%, and the amount of food they distribute accounts for about 70% of the total amount distributed...!"

Xiaomi's report made Guo Zhenbei a little angry. He shook his head and didn't understand why such a disparity in distribution ratio always appeared in China.

"Damn it, don't they understand that if there is no percentage of people, then they are still eating bullshit!"

In the sigh, Guo Zhenbei turned his eyes out of the window again. At this time, his attention shifted from the side of the street, to the stores frequented by luxury cars, to the less bright stalls.

Compared with the fresh vegetables and grains in the big store, there is no need to ask that these people may have collected the vegetables planted on the balcony. Often, ordinary people are reluctant to eat such a harvest. Listen to the following words.

"Bean sprouts, fresh bean sprouts, change steamed buns, flour, miscellaneous grains, if you have them!"

Needless to ask, they use the exchanged miscellaneous grains to collect the newly planted things from each household.

Xiaomi obviously felt the discomfort in Guo Zhenbei's heart, and it seemed that he intended to accept the data she provided as some kind of comfort.

"Uh... In fact, this is progress in front of us. In the past, 20% of people accounted for 80% of the wealth!"

Xiaomi's words made Guo Zhenbei silent. After all, if in terms of numbers, 20% of people occupy 70% of wealth, in terms of strict proportion, compared with 20% of people in the past, this is really a progress.

"This is him. Mom, what kind of progress is it? It's a remote transmission from the Internet!"

Guo Zhenbei changed the light from the street. He didn't want to watch it any more. In his opinion, it was an unbearable distribution plan. Although I have to admit that Xi'an's summer grain and the grain grown by the survivors themselves are simply not enough to make ends meet.

At first, when tanks and armored vehicles were still used for oil, the zombies had not mutated at that time. The army can get some food back from the supermarket near the city wall with the power of armored vehicles and tanks.

However, with the depletion of fuel, the status of the army gradually declines. Even in the end, the army had no fuel at all, and it completely lost the possibility of moving. From then on, the survivors in this small area of Xi'an's city walls began to rely on planting to maintain their lives.

For self-help after the Xi'an disaster, Guo Zhenbei has heard about it through a conversation with Wu Changsheng.

Since occupying the city around the city walls of Xi'an, no one knows when supplies will come because of the radio interruption. It is also because of this that the cultivation of crops in Xi'an has been carried out since then.

It uses not only the green space and flat roofs of the past, but also the balconies of each family. Crops, from potatoes grown in pots to beans sprouts and other leafy vegetables growing in trays. As for the cultivation of beans, just follow the edge of the building and climb green on the surface of the building.

In this way, there is already a lot of arable land in Xi'an. Of course, compared with the surviving population, the harvest of food is not enough. Therefore, only the harvested grain is used in conjunction with the materials stored in Xi'an.

Despite the continuous planting, the total reserves of grain are generally declining. From a large reduction in winter that was not suitable for planting at the beginning, to a small recovery in summer. Generally speaking, the amount of food is declining, although there is still a long way to go after the food is consumed.

At least before the next winter, the food can be barely distributed. Before the next winter, the current pattern in Xi'an can continue. So after winter, have people here considered this problem?

Wu Changsheng also said that if there is a real danger of food cutting off, then it is time to risk fighting with zombies outside the city. Of course, with the partial supply of the "H County Survivor Base", I believe that the situation will change in a good direction.

"Well, it's time to let those 20% go out and fight with the zombies!"

Hearing such a statement at that time, Guo Zhenbei just snorted coldly in the bottom of his heart.

Of course, this is an idea that belongs to small ass, just like the kind in the "H County Survivor Base", even if you don't work, you can maintain basic food and clothing and adequate medical care. That's all things that farts and losers will consider.

After all, their IQ is too honest compared with 20% of the people who account for 80% of social wealth!