Chu Guang was lucky that he didn't encounter any danger that was difficult to deal with.
More than that.
When he came near Beite Street, he just saw the caravan from Stonehenge unloading goods at the gate of Beite Street.
Old Man Walter, who was carrying a shotgun, stood smoking his homemade dry tobacco. Old Charlie was talking happily with the leader of the caravan, while the waste pickers nearby were unloading under the surveillance of the gunmen.
The leader of the caravan is President Li, whose name is unknown. Chu Guang only knows that he is from the Stonehenge, and he has eight gunmen and about twenty mutant yaks.
Every once in a while, he would bring people and animals to Beite Street to sell some goods and take away the "specialty" here.
On waste soil, especially in urban areas, cars are not as reliable as animals.
The roads are full of abandoned cars and collapsed ruins. In addition, a large number of roads are poorly maintained, and the surface is badly chapped, even the roots of vegetation are drilled out. Most wheeled vehicles can not walk at all.
In contrast, donkeys, cattle and horses are all good things. Although they can't walk fast, there is almost no way they can't walk.
The most important thing is that the price is low, the maintenance is simple, and the weight of grass is 30 kg per 100 km.
Technology is not always reliable, at least here.
Of course, if it is a long journey across provinces, it is another situation.
Chu Guang once saw a truck with half wheels and half tracks, on which stood a gun barrel as thick as a chimney, which was quite punk art.
However, such bulky trucks usually do not drive into the city. They usually unload goods outside the city, trade with small and medium-sized caravans active in nearby areas, and leave when they are finished.
Chu Guang noticed that there was a woman wrapped in a long gown in the goods and materials transported to Beite Street this time.
Her hands and feet were shackled, and her ankles were printed with stripe codes. Her delicate white skin was not like a survivor on the waste soil, but more like an elf from a movie.
In other words, the "commodity" cultivated from petri dishes.
"Clone human?"
Chu Guang had only heard about the slave trade in Jushi before, but this was the first time he had seen it. However, only the mayor of the town can afford such "luxury goods".
Chu Guang did not come forward immediately, but quietly waited for the completion of the transaction under the shadow of the ruins.
The "cowboys" were very busy and didn't stay here.
After loading the goods, Mr. Li reached into his arms and found some white chips, which he threw to the waste pickers like beggars.
Then, in a grateful compliment, he and the gunmen drove the mutant yaks loaded with large bags and small bags onto the road.
Chu Guang followed at a distance and walked two streets.
However, at this moment, the man who followed President Li suddenly stopped and looked straight at him.
Chu Guang was slightly surprised when he was found.
There is at least a hundred meters between them. How did this guy find himself?!
However, since it has been discovered, it is meaningless to follow it.
Chu Guang came out of the ruins. He first raised his hands to show that he had no malice, and then walked over with a black plastic bag.
Ten meters away, he stopped under the sign of a crooked coffee shop.
This is the safest distance for both sides.
In case of conflict, the carbon nano bulletproof vest that I wear next to me is enough to buy at least five seconds for me to escape.
As long as you don't get hit
"I mean no harm, I just want to make a deal with you."
The man named President Li squinted and carried his shotgun on his shoulder.
"Are you a scavenger in Bate Street?"
"Chuguang."
"I don't care what your name is, and we don't do small business." The man looked at the plastic bag in his hand with a teasing look. "You'd better throw this thing to your old man named Charlie."
Chu Guang didn't speak, but opened the plastic bag to reveal the goods inside.
The man is obviously discerning. His expression on his face stagnates. It is obvious that what is in the plastic bag is not waste parts and batteries, but such good things.
Chu Guang noticed that an imperceptible greed flashed in his eyes.
"Where did you get it?" the man asked.
Chuguang looked at him and said quietly.
"The sewer is next to the mutant leech nest, but even if I tell you where it is, would you like to go?"
"Just a casual question, don't mind."
The greedy look in his eyes narrowed a little. The man handed his shotgun to his entourage and walked to Chu Guang.
"How are you going to sell it?"
The recycling price of Bate Street is one chip per 50g, but the real value of this thing is definitely more than that!
Chu Guang was silent for two seconds, and decided to gamble. He quoted five times the price of the recycling station in Beite Street.
"Here is 2000g, I want 200 chips!"
"Deal."
Seeing that the man just hesitated and agreed, Chu Guang immediately realized that his offer was still cheap.
Sure enough, the price that the mayor of Gouyue sold to these merchants must be more than that!
These leeches eat people and don't spit bones!
Chu Guang silently greeted the mayor and his family once in his heart, and wished that he would not be tough tonight.
"Make a friend. My name is Liszt."
The man reached out his right hand, swept away his arrogant attitude, and smiled, "I seldom do business directly with scavengers, but you are an exception... I am very interested in you."
Chu Guang was neither arrogant nor humble, and shook his hand.
"Thank you. My name is Chu Guang."
"I know, you just said."
After releasing his hand, Liszt stared at Chuguang and continued, "Well, first of all, I hope that the old man named Charlie won't know about our deal today."
Chu Guang said.
"Of course he won't know, and I don't want to get into trouble."
"Ha ha, you are a smart man."
Very satisfied with Chu Guang's answer, Liszt smiled and nodded, and continued.
"I can pay you 200 chips right now, but... anyway, you can exchange these chips for something. Why don't you buy them directly from me and save the price difference made by the middlemen? There are still some leftover materials here, and I can give you a 20% discount?"
Chu Guang didn't believe his so-called 20% story. Anyway, he couldn't know how much the goods on the back of these cattle cost in the Stonehenge.
However, as long as he sells cheaper than Bate Street, he has no reason to refuse.
"I need weapons, do you have any?"
"Of course, which one do you want?"
"Gun."
"Is it a gun?" Liszt touched his chin. "How about a 9mm caliber bolt on iron pipe rifle? I can give you 30 rounds of bullets with only 200 chips. If you buy extra bullets, you can buy one at one. The price is absolutely reasonable."
"20% off?"
"This is 20% off. If you are too expensive, I certainly have some cheap ones here. For example, the iron pipe pistol worth 100 chips, with a diameter of 5mm, is very useful against looters, but it is not recommended for dealing with aliens."
It's OK to have a 20% discount already.
I trust you!
Chu Guang stared at him and said.
"A 9mm bolt on iron pipe rifle plus 60 bullets. In addition, I need 20... no, 25 chips to buy food and other supplies."
Looking at Liszt who shrugged with disapproval, Chuguang continued in a serious tone.
"There are more than 2 kilograms of mushrooms in the nest of mutant leeches, but I can only pick them near the nest... Do you know what I mean?"
"You want me to invest in you?" Liszt looked at Chu Guang with interest. "Interesting."
Chuguang said unmoved.
"Why not? I bet you can still earn a lot even at this price. And if you promise me, the goods I can bring next time will be ten times more than today! Don't you feel excited?"
Liszt was moved.
To be honest, this is really a good proposal.
Bring these two kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms to Jushi City, not to mention a bolted iron pipe rifle, but buy ten of them.
These rural people living in the suburbs have no idea what anti radiation agents and anti radiation agents mean to people living in cities.
Good things can be hidden near those nuclear bomb pits!
"Generally speaking, few people can take chips from my hands."
Liszt winked at his assistant and asked him to take down an iron pipe rifle and 60 bullets from the nearby mutant yak.
"You are an exception."
He counted out 25 white chips from his pocket, and Liszt handed them to Chu Guang together with the goods.
"The 20kg blue umbrella mushroom is really an investment. I'll wait for your news."
"I will come here again at the end of this month, and it should be the last time this year without accident."
"I hope to see you then."
Mutant leech.
Nobody wants to provoke that thing.
Only God knows how many disgusting bugs are hidden in the nest of that thing, and the most deadly thing is that ordinary through fire is useless in front of them.
The regenerative ability and vitality of terror enable them to split into two new individuals after a short struggle even if they are cut off from the middle, let alone make several small holes in their bodies.
As for setting fire
It doesn't matter whether it can be lit or not. Even if it is lit, it will burn the valuable things together.
The gain is not worth the loss.
"By the way, I'll give you 2000 chips for twenty kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms. You can order from me. There's no need to pick up the leftovers from others."
Watching Chu Guang fiddling with his weapon, Liszt reminded him.
Chu Guang stopped his movements and looked at him.
"How do I know what you have?"
Liszt snapped his fingers.
The man beside him understood and handed him a tablet computer in all directions.
"There are photos on it, and you can select them by sliding left and right... I won't teach you if you will use them. I guarantee that the quality of these goods is all right, but I don't guarantee that the goods you actually received will look exactly the same as the photos."
Chu Guang, who took the tablet, glanced roughly and found that there were many good things on it.
In particular, he saw what he needed most.
"Are you ready?" Liszt urged, looking at Chu Guang in the selection.
"Well chosen," Chuguang said after returning the flat plate, looking at him, "the 10KW firewood generator and KV-1 power exoskeleton."
"You have a good vision. Although the KV-1 is a basic model, it is also the most durable one. But what do you want to do with the generator? It's better to buy a few more batteries if you are worried about running out of power. I provide the old for the new service here, which is very cheap."
The generator is not cheap. One generator costs 1200 chips.
In contrast, the KV-1 power exoskeleton only needs 800 chips, and a matching chemical energy battery only needs 150 chips.
No matter how expensive it is to replace a battery, it will cost less than 1000 yuan.
And where is he going to put it when he buys it?
The exoskeleton can still be worn inside the clothes. The generator is not affordable for an ordinary scavenger.
Seeing through Liszt's worries, Chuguang said.
"Don't worry, I won't take it back to Bate Street."
"I just asked casually, how you deal with it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, even if you said that I sold it to you, I would not admit that it was you who was unlucky in the end." Liszt shrugged his shoulders, looked at the sky not far away, "It's getting late. See you later."
Chu Guang stopped him.
"Wait a minute, I want to ask if there is a 20% discount on the items I just ordered."
Liszt laughed and waved his hand without looking back.
"The price you see is after the discount."
Chu Guang: "...% ￥ # ￥%"
damn you!
I'll see how I can kill you these profiteers in the future!
Seeing the caravan go far away, Chu Guang turned away with a black face.