Chapter 74

"3 tons of guano stone... According to the average consumption of 30 kg per mu, the actual cultivated land area must be more than 100 mu, much larger than expected."

On the way back, Chu Guang thought and wrote on the small book with a pen.

"It seems that my speculation is correct. They should apply some soilless cultivation techniques, and this part of production capacity accounts for 15% ~ 30% of the total production capacity... Or even more."

Brown farm will make some manure by itself and buy some from other businessmen. The actual cultivated area is probably larger than he thought.

Before crossing, Chu Guang heard of a pipe soilless cultivation technology, which can maximize the use of space and water resources. As long as the fertility is sufficient, one mu of land can be used as ten mu of land.

In the pre war era of the world, it seems that there are similar technologies, and space utilization has been brought into full play. Regardless of energy cost, a "skyscraper" integrating automatic sowing, cultivation, ripening, harvesting, assembly line transportation, packaging and distribution has been developed, which can really produce more than 10000 kilograms per mu.

Its name is CNC planting tower, which is the research pole of industrial planting technology.

Very cyberpunk.

The energy of brown farm is certainly not so extravagant, but since it can use part of the electricity for food, I think the power resources should not be in short supply.

In addition, they have planted fields for at least a century. They will inherit some of the technology and improve it to adapt to the waste soil environment.

At this time, Chu Guang suddenly had a whim.

"Could it be... Growing some kind of energy crop?"

Brown farm does not only grow green wheat. It is said that this thing ripens quickly. After harvest, there is a chance to grow a round of croissants, beans, fruits and vegetables or other crops.

Perhaps the latter is in great demand for fertility?

At the end of the 20th century, some people have used cash crops, by-products or artificially cultivated special crops to produce ethanol and biodiesel. With the gradual maturity of this technology, such crops are sometimes specially classified as "energy crops" according to their uses.

If it is reasonable to guess, in the pre war world that has mastered controllable fusion technology, similar technology may be more developed than he imagined.

However, in the era of major breakthroughs in nuclear fusion technology, the practical use of this energy crop should not be to produce substitutes for fossil fuels.

But as industrial raw materials.

"... Brown farm itself does not have industrial capacity. Some of its economic (energy) crops are used as fuel and some are sold to merchants from boulder as industrial raw materials for factories in Boulder."

"The product is suspected of a rubber, crude oil analogue or other hydrocarbon."

"Moreover, the consumption of fertility by this crop should not be small!"

Chu Guang wrote this line in his notes.

The harvest of this transaction is greater than he thought.

Not only the grain and tools in the caravan, as well as the "order" of 3 tons of guano stone in the spring of next year, but also the intelligence indirectly collected through the transaction.

Especially when he was a scavenger, it was impossible to collect such information.

After going back, you can open the set on the official website for players' reference.

While Chu Guang was analyzing the information, the players nearby were also beeping.

"Can one kilogram of bird droppings be exchanged for ten kilos of grain? Am I right?"

"You're wrong. It's 12 kilograms."

"I don't understand. Is this green wheat too cheap or is the stone we picked up from the lake too valuable?"

"Maybe it's all? Maybe it's not... Wait, how much do we buy grain from the warehouse?"

"It looks like one kilogram of green wheat and one silver coin. I know what you want to say. You can only change two copper coins by picking one kilogram of bird droppings and moving them back to the warehouse, can't you?"

"Yes! Is that reasonable?"

"Don't worry, although there is no farming system now, I bet that the price of green wheat collected by NPC will not exceed 1kg and 1 copper at that time. Is it reasonable to think so?"

"Poof, it's like the Tai River... A hammer! Sell us 1 silver coin and 1 kilogram!"

"Calm down, which game is not like this? Besides, we have to be more serious. In reality, the grain price fluctuates up and down. At that time, some players who can't sell will be sold to the granary of NPC."

At this point, the player with ID [Canyon mole at large] sighed and said with regret.

"If only the business running system could be opened. One kilogram of bird droppings would be transported to brown farm to change into grain, and 12 kilograms of grain would be transported back. Even if it was a sale to NPC, there would be more than two copper coins! 12 kilograms, at least one silver. Believe it or not? This game is really thought-provoking."

Although Chu Guang didn't look up and ignored him, he glanced at this guy and smiled in his heart.

That's right.

But the pattern is still small.

If you take the bird droppings to brown farm to exchange grain, and then take the wholesale grain to Boulder City to exchange guns, do you believe that a hundred kilograms of bird droppings can be exchanged for five or six guns?

don 't worry.

When the next spring comes, your great manager will do this business for you. The chips earned are the foreign exchange reserves of the base, and will be divided into you.

what?

Do you want to settle the reward in Stonehenge currency?

Why, do you still want to buy a house and marry a wife in Boulder?

In fact, Chu Guang doesn't mean to "exploit" his small players. Moreover, compared with the farmers of brown farm and the old leeches on Bette street, he doesn't consider it exploitation at all.

In the blueprint of Chu Guang's plan, until the fifth generation currency at the latest, the currency issued by refuge 404 will replace the chips issued by Jushi city and become the hardest currency in the whole Qingquan city and even the surrounding areas.

Now eat some bitterness, but also for everyone's happiness in the future.

"Manager, there seems to be someone in front."

“？”

Still coming?

Little Ben stuffed back into his pocket. Chu Guang's right hand conditionally extended to the sledgehammer behind him. However, as soon as he touched the handle of the hammer, he found that the so-called people were two.

I saw that the strong man who had met him at the door was holding a shotgun against the serfs he had brought out.

The latter held his head in his hands and knelt trembling on the ground.

The party stopped.

Chu Guang looked at the strong man, and the strong man stared at him.

"What's up?"

"No."

Chu Guang looked at the poor man who was pointed at by the gun and didn't dare to move. Then he looked at the strong man and asked strangely.

"What is this?"

The strong man didn't want to explain. After all, it was his own private affair, but seeing that these people were not easy to provoke, he said cautiously.

"... he is the master's slave. He is old, his legs are still suffering from arthritis and can't work. He broke a plate yesterday. The master asked me to take him outside and dispose of him."

After hearing the strong man's words, Chu Guangcai remembered that every winter, brown farm seems to dispose of several slaves who can't do heavy work and no one buys them, and then buy new ones from slave merchants next year.

Where did these slaves come from?

Who knows.

Some are auctioned off by creditors, some are captured by predators and lose their freedom, others are simply cloned products, or a forgotten shelter facility is suddenly unsealed.

Chu Guang even heard that some scavengers sold themselves or their relatives because they couldn't live.

On this wasteland, a slave who is about to reach the end of his life is not even worth a double headed cow that can carry goods.

At least the latter has more meat.

"Please, please let me live."

The strong man glanced impatiently at the man kneeling on the ground.

"Even if I let you go, where can you go? I'd better give you a good time. Don't embarrass me."

"Please, please..."

The serf couldn't say anything else.

"Wait a minute."

Chu Guang stepped forward and looked at the old man kneeling on the ground.

"How old are you?"

“51……”

It's a little old.

As far as slaves are concerned, they are old.

But from another perspective, it also means experience.

Chu Guang continued to ask.

"What will you do?"

It seemed that seeing the hope of life, the old man turned tremblingly and stretched out his hand to hold the life-saving straw.

When the strong man saw it, he kicked him away and scolded.

"Don't touch your master's guests with your dirty hands. Do you want to be hanged?"

His eyesight could see that the group had business dealings with the owner.

Although he got a kick, the old serf didn't care at all. He got up without looking at the strong man. He raised his wrinkled face and looked at Chu Guang.

"I, I can farm, count, carpenter and move things... I can do anything." please, sir, give me a way to live. "

"You can count," the strong man sneered. "You can count those potatoes? Don't listen to his nonsense, sir. He can't work at his age. There are two teams of slave traders this month, and none of them is interested in him."

Chu Guang took a white chip from his pocket and bounced it onto the strong man's hand with his thumb.

"Is that enough?"

The strong man looked happy and nodded quickly.

"Enough, enough."

No matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, and the slave is not his

Put away the chips, the strong man raised his shotgun and shot into the sky. Then he picked up the cartridge case on the ground, bowed to Chu Guang, and went back to work happily with his gun.

The serf shrank on the ground and trembled. It was obviously frightened by the shot just now. The whole man looked like a lost soul.

Chu Guang ordered a player to come forward, pull him up, bring him to his face, and look at him in an ordered tone.

"I bought your life. Now you work for me."

At last.

The serf immediately wanted to kneel down, but Chu Guang raised his hand and stopped him.

"We don't kneel here. Put your right fist on your left chest to show loyalty. If I find any betrayal or infidelity, don't let me do it. Dig it out and feed it to the dog."

Chu Guang said that if there were a traitor who threw it into the active substance extractor and refined it, it wouldn't take so much trouble at all.

Although Chu Guang himself is a civilized man.

But after living and observing here for some time, he knew that some problems could not be solved by civilized people.

Aborigines and players are fundamentally two different creatures.

For aborigines, they have to be managed in an Aboriginal way.

This is good for both sides.

"Yes, sir," the old man bowed his head respectfully, with a much more reassuring expression, and wisely put his right fist against his chest, "I offer loyalty to you... My name is Luca. No, I don't have a name. Please give me a name."

"Just call Luca."

Chu Guang was too lazy to waste time and waved to the players.

"Keep going."

"We have to go back before noon."

……

This business trip can be said to be full of harvest.

300kg of guano stone was replaced by 3600kg of green wheat and croissant potato, and 100kg of bacon was replaced by 500kg of green wheat and 5 tools.

Although Chu Guang wanted to argue that venison and hyena meat were different, and the former would be rarer than the latter. After all, it was not always possible to encounter deer migration, but the other party said that in that case, take hyena meat. Anyway, as long as it was not human meat, mouse meat and fish, it was the same for them, so Chu Guang had to give up.

However, on the contrary, Liu Zhengyue still looked at the relationship between the two sides and made a small concession, allowing him to choose five tools or one kilogram of tobacco to take away as a gift.

Chu Guang, of course, chose tools, and chose pipe tongs and fire axes. Even if you can't use it, you can make steel and copper when you take it back.

In addition, 25 kilograms of smoked fish were replaced by almost 150 kilograms of scrap metal.

Different from those aluminum and steel alloys that can be seen all over the street, these metals are good goods containing copper and zinc.

Originally, Liu Zhengyue didn't want to sell, but he probably thought that anyway, the businessmen wouldn't come for a few months, and it was useless to stay on the farm, so after asking the owner, he nodded and agreed.

The noon sun shone overhead, and the trees whirled on the road.

All the players were scattered around the caravan except one power player who pulled the caravan.

Once in a while, when they saw the mutant cockroaches approaching, they roared and rushed up to beat them with sticks, which was even more exciting than the alien.

It would be silly if the alien could think.

Who is the prey?

The only thing Chu Guang needs to do is to stop their hoarding addiction. He wants to put anything strange in his pocket.

Although the stomach of mutant cockroaches can occasionally turn out some indigestible gadgets, and even chips or bullets, the probability is too small.

In most cases, cockroach eggs were found.

Old Luca shivered as he watched. He was probably frightened by these people's actions.

He had never seen such strange people, and he couldn't understand what they were thinking.

However, Luca knew very well that as a servant, he didn't need to think about this problem. The less he knew, the longer he lived. So he didn't say a word all the way. He had a low sense of existence as if he didn't exist.

I want to sing happily.

Led the caravan back to the outpost base. Chu Guang, who had just arrived at the door, saw that the two brothers of Yu family carrying their prey were anxiously competing with the players at the south gate.

Chu Guang's eyes brightened and called from a distance.

Hearing the familiar voice, the Yu brothers immediately turned back and waved happily.

"Brother Chu!"