Chapter 60

The north gate of the outpost.

Two men dressed in avant-garde clothes clamped the two headed cattle in the middle one before and one after the other, and stopped in front of the north gate.

The man in front of the station is holding a 7mm wheel rifle, a specialty of Honghe town. Although the muzzle is facing down, his eyes have been cruising back and forth on and around the fence, followed by possible dangers.

This man is very strong!

This is Chu Guang's first intuition.

As for the man standing behind, it was the businessman surnamed sun who 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 suddenly dissipated. He welcomed him with open arms and enthusiasm.

He smelled the smell from him from a distance. Chu Guang, who couldn't stand it, didn't hug him. Instead, he stretched out his right hand.

Sun Shiqi smiled and was not embarrassed. He changed his posture like a stream of good advice and shook Chu Guang's right hand.

Then release.

"Sorry, I've been on my way for nearly five days. I didn't have time to take a bath. I'll make you laugh!"

"It's all right," Chu Guang looked at the man standing next to the double headed cow and cast an inquiry line of sight at Sun Shiqi, "who is this?"

"He is the gunman I hired in Honghe town and is responsible for my safety along the way. There are several gunmen guild in Honghe town who are very trustworthy and reliable. The most important thing is that they know how to avoid conflict with the marauders nearby... It's mainly for the sake of insurance. Just treat him as if he doesn't exist!"

Shooter guild?

I'm afraid it's a predator with a golden basin.

Chu Guang nodded, his eyes stayed on the big double headed cow for a while, and his eyebrows gently raised an arc of interest.

It seems that their dried meat is very popular in Honghe town. This guy should have made a lot of money last time. He not only had money to buy a batch of new goods, but also hired a bodyguard.

That's a good thing.

A win-win business can last long.

"How's the road to Boulder City? Is it easy to go?" Chu Guang listened casually.

"I didn't go to Boulder City before. I don't know the situation there," Sun Shiqi shook his head into a rattle. "After I left you last time, I went to the farm not far from you. It happened that they were very interested in the rest of my goods. I changed 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'd rather walk 10 kilometers in the wilderness than a mile in the city."

"You should also feel that this winter will be more difficult than in previous years. The food prices in Honghe town are soaring. Those big people such as mine owners and slave owners can't get used to those black nutritional creams. I was almost sold out by their servants as soon as I transported my things to the trading station."

"I thought that since I sold so well, I might as well come again before the snow closed the road, so I hired a bodyguard and set out, hehe."

"So easy to sell? It seems that I sold it cheap last time." Chu Guang said half jokingly.

Realizing that he was a little complacent, sun Shiqi coughed and said with a smile.

"You're kidding, sir. We professional businessmen don't do business on our pants and belts. They say they can make some money. In fact, they can earn a living."

"OK, don't sell with me miserably. How much you can earn is your ability. 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. "What do I want? Have you brought it?"

Sun Shiqi said quickly.

"Take them all! Hey hey, don't worry, I won't forget your instructions!"

The mutated double headed cattle often weigh more than one ton, and the load capacity is almost between 700 kg and 900 kg. Their mobility in ruins and field terrain is relatively good, which is slightly inferior to the mutated yak.

In addition to 500 kilograms of coins, sun Shiqi also used the money he earned to buy less than 100 kilograms of materials.

Among them, those with trading value include a bag of waxy yellow crude salt, which weighs about 10kg. There are also 10 7mm caliber revolver rifles and two heavy bags of bullets.

Although he still has some weight left, he has no extra money to purchase.

As usual, these less affluent businessmen will take a detour to pick up waste, but it is obviously inappropriate at this time.

When checking the bullets in the sack, Chu Guang noticed that the 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 stamping cartridge case produced by Jushi City, many bullets produced in Honghe town are made of copper sheet, and there are visible depressions and bulges on the cartridge case.

No wonder they make semi-automatic wheel rifles with simple casing structure.

With a slightly more precise gearbox, I'm afraid this kind of ammunition will jam after a few rounds.

Is this the gap between industrial survivor strongholds and resource survivor strongholds?

He threw several bullets back into the bag, and Chu Guang silently wrote down the information in his heart.

"How about... Sir? Are you satisfied with these goods?"

Sun Shiqi had a flattering smile on his face.

If he could, he hoped Chu Guang would buy all these things.

So he can bring more dried meat back.

"I'll take all the weapons, crude salt and those coins," Chu Guang looked at the last bag and found that it contained some ginger powder, so he asked, "what's in it?"

Sun Shiqi said with a smile.

"Insect powder! It's ground by the mutant yellow forehead high foot spider after drying. It's rich in nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium. It's mainly used as fertilizer!"

Chu Guang said he understood and nodded.

As fertilizer, that should be what brown farm wants. He hasn't started farming here, but he can't use it.

But it provided him with a way of thinking.

Players say there are a lot of bird droppings by 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 double headed cow, opened the leather package hanging on it, and took out a glass bottle from it.

The bottle mouth of the glass bottle is stuffed with a cork with small ventilation eyes. The bottle is stuffed with ants with big fists, shaking the visible limbs and tentacles. It looks very scary.

After staring at the bottle with great interest for a while, Chu Guang asked.

"Is this the iron backed ant?"

Sun Shiqi said with a smile.

"That's right! We usually use it to make feed or other things. It happened that someone was selling at the trading station, so I bought a bottle."

After playing with the bottle for a while, Chu Guang looked at Sun Shiqi and asked.

"How much is it?"

Sun Shiqi waved his hand again and again.

"No, no, no, my friend, you misunderstood. This is a gift I gave you. I don't accept money."

"Oh? Thank you."

Of course, Chu Guang would not refuse this kind of good thing and resolutely accepted the gift.

As for the return?

Does not exist.

Allowing this guy to do business with himself is the greatest grace to him.

Seeing Chu Guang accept the gift, sun Shiqi's face is full of smiles.

"You're welcome. It's my honor to get your friendship... You see, it's getting late. How about we talk about the details of the transaction?"

Chu Guang nodded and said only one word.

"Yes."

……

Unlike businessmen from Boulder, most of these businessmen from other regions do not recognize the currency of chips. They either have their own currency or don't even have currency at all.

Therefore, in general, when conducting cross regional trade, everyone barters, and there is no fixed "price".

Although he received a gift symbolizing friendship from sun Shiqi, friendship can't be eaten after all. Chu Guang didn't make concessions in the face of human feelings when bargaining.

make fun of.

Who can be thicker skinned than sales?

The 500 kg coin is still at the price agreed last time. Every 100 kg is exchanged for 4 kg of air dried meat, equivalent to 20 kg of air dried meat.

Chu Guang always keeps his word. He doesn't intend to go back on what he has agreed. Moreover, it's not necessary.

The two sides happily reached a consensus.

However, the happy part is only so far.

A few minutes ago, sun Shiqi was naive enough to think that the man in front of him was very talkative until a crazy sentence "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 completely expected, Chu Guang said unmoved.

"You heard me right. I said 1kg, 1kg crude salt."

"It's impossible!"

Sun Shiqi almost conditionally exclaimed, swept away his previous respect and argued angrily.

"You must be kidding! The bacon you use here is roasted and air dried. It has not been pickled at all. 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're not a businessman after all. Maybe you don't know the market... Let's calculate an account. If I transport these 10kg crude salt to Boulder City, I can get at least 1 chip for every 100g!"

Chu Guang didn't speak.

In fact, he has never been to Boulder City at all. He only knows the crude salt that is waxy yellow, bitter and only consumed by the poor. At the old leech on Bette street, he has to charge 2 chips per 100g, which has doubled without accident.

But what does it matter?

The price of grain has tripled!

There is no point in discussing prices on waste soil.

Moisten 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, it is reasonable to have at least 60 ~ 75 kilograms."

"So the lowest price I can accept is 60kg, that is, 1kg salt for 6kg bacon! For the sake of our friendship... 59kg, this is the lowest price I can accept!"

"It's also my biggest concession!"

Sun Shiqi felt that he had explained the truth simply enough.

Even if these hamsters in the shelter have not done business on the waste land, they should be able to understand their "difficulties".

However, after listening to his nonsense, Chuguang just smiled.

He was right in one sentence.

I'm really not a businessman.

If someone really thinks of themselves like this, the pattern is too small.

But what if you think you don't know business?

ha-ha.

"You're right."

The expression on Sun Shiqi's face was happy.

However, without waiting a second, Chu Guang's next sentence solidified his happy expression on his face.

"... then, my friend, why don't you?"

Chu Guang said softly, looking at the friend from afar with a smile.

"I mean, if you want to exchange 300 kilograms of green wheat for 59 kilograms of bacon, I'm not unacceptable."