Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 961

Chapter 961: Chapter 305: Terrifying Investment, the Food Service Industry! (4)

[Happiness Bank Buffer Zone Branch]

[New Era Year 35, October 13th, 16:42]

[Deposit deduction from the Civil Affairs Bureau: a total of ‘30,000’ Contribution Points deducted from deposit]

[Current balance: 32,770 points]

Hoo.

Looking at the sharply reduced balance in his account, Cheng Ye couldn’t help feeling a bit emotional.

Dawn could casually take out three million Contribution Points, while on his side, just thirty thousand points already felt painfully tight.

Relying on completing field missions and making contributions to earn money was really too hard.

To get truly massive funds, you ultimately had to build industries and do source-level business, like Happiness City’s previous chip industry, so you could swallow the sea like a whale and accumulate enough wealth.

“The procedures are all done. I’m sorry, we made you…” The staff member handed over the receipt, his face full of apology as he tried to explain the earlier oversight.

Cheng Ye raised his hand and cut him off. “It’s fine. Doing things according to rules and procedures, serving people in order of arrival, that’s how it should be.”

With that, he put the receipt into his folder, stood up, and walked out.

Who knew that just as he reached the stairwell, he would see that same young man standing at the entrance, looking nervous and ill at ease.

“Inspector… Inspector Cheng, I… I’m guilty…”

“Oh?” Cheng Ye paused, a hint of a smile on his face. “What crime do you have?”

“I… I did conceal my real identity to get into the city. I’m from Sea Province. I came at the start of the year with my uncle’s family. To pass the checkpoint, I lied and said I was also a resident of Yue Ye…”

The young man’s expression turned gloomy as he confessed his “crime” in full detail.

In fact, he faintly felt that even if he slipped away quietly, Cheng Ye probably wouldn’t go out of his way to pursue it; but once he thought of how serious falsifying identity could be, he lost all mood to finish his formalities and only wanted to wait here and explain things properly when Cheng Ye came out.

“What’s your name?”

“Zhou Kuan.”

“Your real name?” As Cheng Ye spoke, he picked up his Defense Communication device to message the checkpoint for verification, raising an eyebrow as he asked.

It was visible to the naked eye that cold sweat broke out on Zhou Kuan’s forehead. He hurriedly nodded. “It’s my real name, absolutely my real name!”

Just as he finished speaking, a reply came back from the checkpoint’s public affairs desk.

For this kind of routine resident, information queries were very fast.

The record showed that he entered the city on April 6th, registered as a Yue Ye resident, and even the supplies he brought in were briefly recorded.

Cheng Ye quickly scanned the information, confirmed there was nothing unusual, then waved his hand. “Alright, don’t fake things like that again.”

“That’s it?”

It was like receiving a royal pardon for Zhou Kuan; his legs suddenly went weak. He bent deeply to thank him. “Thank you, thank you for your mercy!”

He instinctively shuffled his feet, wanting to head down the stairs, but after just two steps, he heard Cheng Ye’s voice behind him again:

“Wait.”

“Uh…” Zhou Kuan froze, then quickly turned back around.

“Didn’t you still have to handle the procedures for your shop? You’re just leaving?”

“Oh! Right!” Reminded by Cheng Ye, only then did Zhou Kuan snap back to his senses, wandering back in a daze.

Seeing him like this, Cheng Ye couldn’t help shaking his head, and simply asked directly, “The shop you’re applying for, you’re planning to open a restaurant, right?”

“Y-yes, that’s right! Back in Sea Province, that’s what I did.” Zhou Kuan immediately stood up straight and answered honestly, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

“So you already know that the surroundings of Happiness City can now be used to plant crops?” Cheng Ye asked casually.

Zhou Kuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded, his eyes lighting up at once. “I brought a lot of seeds before. Before entering the city, I had nowhere to store them, and it’d be a pity to throw them away, so I planted them all in the wasteland around Chuan City. A few days ago I went out of the city and made a point of checking on them. I didn’t expect all those seeds to sprout and grow, and the crops that came out haven’t lost their original taste!”

In private, rumors that “things can now be planted” had been circulating nonstop recently.

It was just that after so many years, no one had ever successfully planted anything on the Wasteland, and Nutrient Paste could be supplied steadily, so not many people took it to heart.

Add to that the fact that satellite cities everywhere under Happiness City were being built in full swing, and everyone was busy working to make money. Only people like Zhou Kuan, who came from another province and were sensitive to the industry, would pay extra attention to this news and smell the business opportunity in it.

Cheng Ye pondered for a moment. Zhou Kuan was the first proper chef he’d run into out in the Wasteland, and the man seemed pretty sharp, knew how to deal with people.

Since Happiness City was going to launch large-scale planting next, laying out the restaurant industry in advance might not be a bad choice.

He thought of that empty row of shops in front of the electronics factory residential compound, and the now-idle convenience store.

“Come on, don’t rush to contract a shop just yet. I’ve got a good place that might suit you.”

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