The north gate of the outpost.
Two men dressed in avant-garde, one in front of the other, sandwiched two cows in the middle, walked to the north gate and stopped.
The man standing in the front holds a 7mm revolver, a specialty of Honghe Town, and although the muzzle of the revolver is facing down, his eyes have been wandering on and around the fence, warning against possible dangers.
This person is very strong!
This is Chu Guang's first instinct.
As for the man standing at the back, it was the businessman surnamed Sun whom Chu Guang met before.
"Ha ha, my old friend, we meet again!"
Seeing Chu Guang at the door, the tension on Sun Shiqi's face immediately dissipated, and he opened his arms enthusiastically to greet him.
He smelled the smell coming from him from a long distance. Chu Guang, who couldn't stand it, didn't hug him. Instead, he stretched out his right hand.
Sun Shiqi smiled, but he was not embarrassed. He changed his posture with good grace and shook Chu Guang's right hand vigorously.
Then release.
"Sorry, I've been in a hurry for almost five days, and I haven't had time to take a bath. You must laugh!"
"It's OK," Chu Guang looked at the man standing beside the two headed cows and cast a glance at Sun Shiqi. "Is this?"
"He is the gunman I hired in Honghe Town, who is responsible for my safety along the way. There are several gunman associations in Honghe Town who are trustworthy and reliable. The most important thing is that they know how to avoid conflicts with the nearby looters... Just to be on the safe side, you should treat him as non-existent!"
Gunners Guild?
I'm afraid it's a predator who washes his hands.
Chu Guang nodded and looked at the big two headed cow for a while. His eyebrows slightly raised an interesting arc.
It seems that their dried meat is very popular in Honghe Town. The last business should make this guy a lot of money. He not only has money to buy a batch of new products, but also employs a bodyguard.
This is a good thing.
Win win business can last long.
"How about the way to Stonehenge? Is it easy to walk?" Chuguang said casually.
"I didn't go to Jushi City before, and I don't know the situation there," Sun Shiqi shook his head into a rattle. "After leaving from you last time, I went to a farm not far from you. It happened that they were very interested in the rest of my goods, so I exchanged some food with them and went back directly."
"The road conditions in the city are too complicated. The ruins inside are like a maze. I would rather walk 10 kilometers on the wilderness than walk a mile in the city."
"You should also feel that this winter will be more difficult than usual. Food prices in Honghe Town are soaring. Those big people like mine owners and slave owners can't get used to those dark nutritional creams. I have almost just delivered things to the trading station, and their servants immediately snapped up."
"I thought that since it sold so well, I might as well come again before the snow closed the road, so I hired a bodyguard and set out, hey hey."
"So easy to sell? It seems that I sold it cheap last time." Chu Guang said half jokingly.
Realizing that he was a little overwhelmed, Sun Shiqi quickly coughed and said with a smile.
"Your excellency, you are joking. We peddlers do business with our heads pinned on our waistbands. They say we can earn some money, but in fact we can earn a living from travelling expenses."
"Come on, don't sell me badly. How much you earn is your skill. Remember to buy two more cows when you have money, and bring more things next spring," Chu Guang interrupted his nonsense and went straight to the point, "Where are my things? Have you brought them?"
Sun Shiqi hurriedly said.
"Take them all! Hey hey, don't worry, I won't forget your order!"
After variation, the weight of the two headed cattle is often more than one ton, and the carrying capacity is about 700kg to 900kg. The mobility in the ruins and wild terrain is relatively good, slightly inferior to the variation of yaks.
In addition to 500 kilograms of coins, Sun Shiqi also used the money he earned to purchase less than 100 kilograms of goods and materials.
Among them, there is a bag of waxy yellow crude salt, which is worth about 10 kilograms. There are also 10 7mm calibre revolvers and two bags of heavy bullets.
Although he still has some weight left, he has no extra money to purchase.
Normally, these less affluent traders would take a detour to collect waste. But at this time, it is obviously inappropriate to do so.
When checking the bullets in the gunny bags, Chu Guang noticed that these two bags of bullets were all made of copper?
It seems that there is no shortage of copper in Honghe Town.
However, compared with the press formed cartridge cases produced in Jushi City, many of the bullets produced in Honghe Town are made of copper skin, and there are visible dents and bulges on the cartridge cases.
No wonder they can make this semi-automatic revolver with simple casing structure.
A slightly more precise gearbox may jam after only a few rounds.
Is this the difference between industrial survivors' strongholds and resource-based survivors' strongholds?
Throwing some bullets back into the bag, Chu Guang silently wrote down the information in his heart.
"... How is it, sir? Are you satisfied with these goods?"
Sun Shiqi has a fawning smile on his face.
If he could, he hoped Chu Guang would buy all these things.
In this way, he can also bring more dried meat back.
"I want all the weapons, salt and coins." Chu Guang looked at the last bag and found some ginger powder in it. He asked, "What's in it?"
Sun Shiqi said with a smile.
"Insect powder! It is milled by the mutant yellow spider after drying. It is rich in nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium, and is mainly used as fertilizer!"
Chu Guang said he understood and nodded.
As fertilizer, it should be what Brown Farm wants. He hasn't started farming here, so he can't use it.
But this provided him with an idea.
Players said that there are a lot of guano stones near the lake. Maybe they can try to make some fertilizer and sell it to Brown Farm.
At this time, Sun Shiqi suddenly remembered something, went to the side of the two headed cattle, opened the leather package hanging on it, and took out a glass bottle from it.
The mouth of the glass bottle is stuffed with a cork, on which some small eyes for ventilation are stuck. The bottle is stuffed with ants with big fists, shaking the visible limbs and tentacles, looking very scary.
After staring at the bottle with interest for a while, Chu Guang asked.
"Is this the iron backed ant?"
Sun Shiqi said with a smile.
"That's right! Usually we use it as fodder or something else. Just because someone is selling it at the trading station, I bought a bottle."
After playing with the bottle for a while, Chu Guang looks at Sun Shiqi and asks.
"How much is it?"
Sun Shiqi waved and said.
"No, no, no, my friend, you misunderstood me. This is a gift from me for you. It's free."
"Oh? Thank you."
Chu Guang, such a good man, will not refuse and will accept the gift decisively.
As for the return gift?
Does not exist.
It's the greatest blessing to allow this guy to do business with himself.
Sun Shiqi's face was full of smiles when he saw Chu Guang accept the gift.
"You're welcome. It's my honor to win your friendship... You see, it's not too early. How about we talk about the details of the transaction?"
Chu Guang nodded and said only one word.
"Yes."
……
Unlike businessmen from Jushi City, most of these businessmen from other regions do not recognize the chip currency. They either have their own currency or do not even have currency.
Therefore, in general, when conducting cross regional trade, everyone is bartering, and there is no fixed "price".
Although he received a gift from Sun Shiqi as a symbol of friendship, friendship cannot be eaten as a meal after all. Chu Guang did not make concessions in the face of human kindness when bargaining.
make fun of.
Who can be thicker skinned than sales?
The 500 kg coin is still the same as the last agreed price. Every 100 kg is exchanged for 4 kg of dried meat, which is equivalent to 20 kg of dried meat.
Chu Guang always keeps his word. He doesn't intend to go back on his promise. Besides, it's unnecessary.
Both sides reached a consensus happily.
However, the happy part only ends here.
A few minutes ago, Sun Shiqi was naive enough to think that the man in front of him was very talkative, until the crazy words "3 kilograms of dried meat for 1 kilogram of salt" popped out of the man's mouth.
"Sorry, did I hear you wrong... Maybe you said 1 jin?"
The reaction to this guy was totally unexpected, Chu Guang said unmoved.
"You heard me right. I said one kilogram of crude salt."
"That's impossible!"
Sun Shiqi almost conditionally exclaimed, sweeping away his previous deference and arguing angrily.
"You must be joking! The bacon you use here is all baked and dried, and it has never been salted, so it can't be worth this price!"
"Oh?"
Seeing that Chu Guang was still unmoved, Sun Shiqi took a deep breath and continued in a relaxed tone.
"Well, you are not a businessman after all. Maybe you don't know the market... Let's make a calculation. If I transport 10 kilograms of crude salt to Jushi City, I can get at least 1 chip for every 100 grams!"
Chu Guang did not speak.
In fact, he has never been to the megalithic city. He only knows the crude salt with waxy yellow appearance and bitter taste that only the poor people will consume. At the old leech in Beite Street, 2 chips are charged for every 100g, which has doubled unexpectedly.
But what does it matter?
The price of grain has tripled for the old leech!
It is pointless to discuss prices on waste land.
Run the dry throat, Sun Shiqi continued.
"100 chips! If I change these chips into electrical appliances, industrial products and daily necessities and take them to Brown Farm, I can get at least 300 kilograms of green wheat. If I change these grains into bacon, I can get at least 60~75 kilograms of green wheat."
"So the lowest price I can accept is 60 kg, that is, 1 kg of salt for 6 kg of bacon! For the sake of our friendship... 59 kg, this is the lowest price I can accept!"
"It's also my biggest concession!"
Sun Shiqi feels that he has explained the truth simply enough.
Even if these hamsters in the refuge haven't done business on the waste soil, they should be able to understand their own "hardship".
However, after hearing his nonsense, Chu Guang just smiled.
He was right about one thing.
I am really not a businessman.
If someone really thinks of themselves that way, the pattern is too small.
But what if you think you don't know how to buy and sell?
ha-ha.
"You are right."
Sun Shiqi's face was delighted.
However, Chu Guang's next words solidified his happy expression on his face.
"... Then why don't you, my friend?"
Chuguang looked at the friend who came from afar with a smile and said softly.
"I mean, if you want to exchange 300 kilograms of green wheat for 59 kilograms of bacon, I can't accept it."