The strongest porter in the last days

Chapter 482

Han Long was smoking like an old smoker, and his brows gradually wrinkled again. He knew that he would lose all his vigor after eating this chicken.

The person in front of him is not very arrogant on the surface, but his every move is unquestionable and undeniable. Zhang Zhen is self-confident that he is a businessman from the old world, and insists that he cannot have a conflict with the Black Crow and Bafang Town. Even now It cannot be used as a bargaining chip in negotiations.

Obviously, Zhang Zhen's attitude told him that you can only treat the Bafang Town incident as if it never happened.

Han Long didn't know how foreign countries and those lords would treat him after he went back, but what could he do? Unless he could capture Zhang Zhen alive and seize a large amount of rare materials, he would die if he went to war, and the only way to negotiate a deal was now. way out.

He picked up the glass of wine and drank it, looked at Zhang Zhen, and said, "We're talking about business, how does the city lord want to talk about it?"

Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows, and finally got to the point, he sat down and said: "I have a lot of supplies, you must have seen the black crow send them back, and now you have seen them and eaten them, I want to know how many supplies you brought. "

"You plan to ask me to bring the supplies to Bafang Town?!" Han Long stared at Zhang Zhen, it turned out that the other party had already planned.

Zhang Zhen shrugged his shoulders and said: "I heard that you brought a lot of troops. In addition to the supplies for the black crow, I also need fifteen chariots. You can choose to sell them or not."

Han Long stood up when he heard whoosh, he said in shock: "Your appetite is too big, do you know what level my regiment is, and how much is each chariot worth?!"

Zhang Zhen smiled indifferently and said, "Then do you know how much the chicken you ate is worth? Believe me, you will wish to sell your chariot to me too."

As he spoke, he beckoned to Hu Hai, and Hu Hai brought canned food, frozen fish, radishes, rice, noodles and other supplies.

Han Long looked at the real rare food in front of him and couldn't say anything. The chariot is a man's life, but facing the food in front of him, he can indeed exchange it with a chariot.

Not only that, Han Xiang brought up a fruit plate with bananas, apples, oranges, and grapes.

Looking at these fresh and colorful fruits, Han Long once again felt that his lips were dry. In the 50 years of the end of the world, anyone who sees these fruits will not be able to move their feet.

Zhang Zhen squeezed a grape and put it in his mouth, "Now you can tell me your supplies."

"The materials brought to Bafang Town are mainly food, three tons of blood bars, six thousand bundles in total, fifty in each bundle, one ton of coarse bread, and one thousand catties of high-quality bread." Han Long said that he lacked confidence. Things are rubbish in front of the Mayor of Longyuan City.

Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows and said: "You know that these things are of little use to me, and they are not worth much money at all. I'm afraid I will change all the chickens I have."

Han Long hesitated and said, "There is still a batch of ammunition worth 50 crystal coins."

"Colonel Han, it's all here now, and you know the situation. Are you going to bring some chickens back to do business?!" Zhang Zhen felt impatient. The blood bar was fifteen for one crystal coin, and just over 1 for three tons. A ton of good bread is only [-] yuan, and low-quality bread is only [-] yuan. These are indeed important to ordinary people in the last days, but they are worthless to him. A chicken can be exchanged for a ton of low-quality bread.

The blood bars in the last days are suppressed by insects and mixtures that are not fatal to humans. The bread is not much better, a small amount of infected wheat flour, and most of the rest are grass roots and even inedible bark. Food that sustains life for most people.

Han Long was nervous. These were not enough to make up 60 yuan. He knew the transaction price. A bag of noodles cost [-] yuan. In the last days, all the crystal coins were accumulated in the big forces. Which one is not the lord or the king? Tens of thousands of crystal coins, these crystal coins are mainly used to buy and sell weapons and chariots. When he came, he didn't bring any money at all, which is probably what Black Crow never thought of.

The original task was to let him come over to help Black Crow maintain control over the wasteland, and then talk to Zhang Zhen in person to confirm the deal, and then make a formal deal, but the sudden arrival of the cold night season disrupted all plans.

"Ten chariots, all of my chariots are B+ elite-class chariots, 80 each!" Han Long decided to take a gamble, if he went back with a few chickens, he would definitely not be able to pay the bill.

"Fifteen cars!" Zhang Zhen looked at Han Long who had been standing excitedly and said, "You can pay as much as you want, but I must have fifteen cars!"

Han Long gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Fifteen is fifteen, but the soldiers can't give it to you."

"Deal!" Zhang Zhen raised his wine glass, he has no shortage of fighters, what he lacks is only a good chariot.

Han Long didn't know what he would face when he went back after the deal was completed. He exchanged the resources of five brigades, that is, one corps, for supplies without authorization. This was completely a gamble.

"Fifty bags of flour are 300 million, 300 chickens are 200 million, 300 cans are 150 million, 150 catties of pork are [-] million, [-] catties of fish are [-] million, and you will get a bag of radishes, two bottles of good wine and half a box of fruit." Zhang Zhen Report the materials to be given directly.

When he heard [-] chickens, [-] cans, and [-] catties of pork, Han Long suddenly felt that [-] chariots were all he wanted, and he would be willing to exchange [-] more. It would be like a mountain where he could bury himself. The food, the whole person is excited.

"make a deal!"

Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows, but it was easily resolved. He beckoned and said, "Come and sit down and taste some fruits. I know that when you go back, you won't be able to touch these things easily."

Han Long sat down gratefully. Every piece of food was worth a lot. The chicken just now was worth [-] yuan. Wan, he might not be able to buy it yet.

"I took good care of you in this transaction. I will get all kinds of goods for you, but if you come next time, you have to prepare enough supplies for exchange." Zhang Zhen lit a cigarette and said lightly.

Han Long squeezed a grape and ate it. The sweet and sour feeling made him feel innocence without any hostility. He said like a friendly businessman, "City Master, if you don't need crystal coins to buy it, what else do you need?"

Zhang Zhen looked at Han Long and said: "Crystal coins are fine, but I like to order. I want a fighter training cabin. If you are interested, you can also get me a crystal nuclear reactor. You know I killed the zombie king."

Han Long looked at Zhang Zhen in surprise, a little confused: "I can apply to the king for the training cabin. The reactor is very valuable, and it is the most important trump card of each faction. I am afraid it will not be easy to get it."

Zhang Zhen said lightly: "There will be a way. Bring the goods I specify, and I can give you the supplies you want. Of course, you can buy them with crystal coins or other supplies, but what you can buy is what I say. It's up to you."

Han Long nodded. He said he was making a deal. In fact, the initiative was always in Zhang Zhen's hands. He finally understood why the black crow was played to death. He had been waiting for Zhang Zhen to show up and wanted to give Zhang Zhen a good look. Sitting here, enjoying the other party's gift, the promise to take over the wasteland has become empty talk.

"Old Hu, give Colonel Han three cans, and then prepare supplies, and trade with Colonel Han tomorrow." Zhang Zhen stretched his waist, stood up and walked to the second floor. armpits.

Han Long took the can from Hu Hai and hurriedly thanked him and left. Although Zhang Zhen didn't issue an order to evict the guests, he really didn't have the face to sit there and eat and drink.

When he got into the car with the fearful warriors out of Longyuan City, everything seemed like a dream. It felt different from the meeting he had imagined, and all the coping methods he had prepared seemed to be useless. But since entering the city, they have been following the opponent's routine.

(End of this chapter)