Apocalyptic natural disaster, stock up with billions of supplies to survive

"What do you have?"

Brother Wu is not stupid, so he can't say it first.

"Points, food, meat, other daily necessities...or whatever you want, you can tell me."

There was no point in pushing and pushing, so Lu Yuan simply said it directly.

Hearing this man's words, Brother Wu's eyes immediately lit up.

If you can have such a big voice, you will definitely not be short of good things.

"Do you have cotton and medicine?"

The Feng Province base has a small population and the sweet potato yield on the farm is high, so there is no shortage of food for the time being.

But there is a lack of cold protection supplies.

It has been extremely hot for too long, and everyone has thrown away their thick clothes. Now many people are wearing thin clothes one on top of another.

If cotton is available, if cotton is sewn between two pieces of clothing, it can barely be regarded as a cotton coat.

As for medicines, I’m afraid there is no shortage of them anywhere.

There are many cotton, medicines, and Han Ying Space Talismans.

However, medicines are non-renewable. If possible, try not to trade them.

As for cotton, there are a lot of cotton grown in the space, and Lu Yuan harvested another batch a few days ago.

Now there is a lot of cotton with cotton seeds removed, and Lu Yuan used a machine to press it into cotton bales.

There are large and small cotton bales, each large one can weigh about 200 kilograms, and the small ones can weigh 100 kilograms or 50 kilograms.

"You can get some cotton, but it's expensive. Are you sure you want cotton?"

In this extreme cold, cotton, like firewood, is a life-saving material.

Therefore, the price is naturally more expensive than ordinary supplies.

Hearing that the other party had cotton in his hand, Brother Wu was ecstatic, but he didn't show it on his face.

"One ton of meteorites can be exchanged for 100 pounds of cotton!"

Brother Wu finally calmly quoted the price.

"Brother Wu, how many pounds did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

After hearing the price quoted by Brother Wu, Han Ying, who had been silent, spoke.

"100 pounds."

Brother Wu said it again, but now he was a little nervous when he said it.

"It seems that Brother Wu doesn't sincerely want to do business with us. Let's change the city."

Han Ying knew that when the two of them appeared in Feng Province in a car, people here must have known about it. Those little tails before were probably from this Brother Wu.

So she didn't intend to hide the fact that she and Lu Yuan came from other places.

"Then how much do you say?"

Brother Wu also knew that he was a bit of a lion and opened his mouth.

Cotton is a scarce commodity now, and he really has no place to get it.

"One ton of meteorites, 3 pounds of cotton!"

Han Ying didn't speak, it was Lu Yuan who made the quotation.

The price of items in the apocalypse depends on their scarcity. Meteorite can be found in every city, and this Brother Wu probably has a lot of them.

But now cotton cannot be grown at all. With so many years of extreme cold, even if there was cotton in the past, many people would probably burn it as firewood or throw it away.

Therefore, the price quoted by Lu Yuan was carefully considered.

Three pounds of cotton can make two cotton coats, but meteorites are useless to them.

"You fool me!"

When Brother Wu heard Heng Chunyu's quotation, he slapped the table and stood up from his seat.

There is a Pacific Ocean difference between 3 pounds and 100 pounds, okay?

How dare they say these 3 pounds?

"I never play tricks on people. I don't think Brother Wu will lose money at this price. After all, besides me, who else can give me the cotton that Brother Wu wants?"

Lu Yuan looked at Brother Wu who suddenly became fierce in front of him. He was still smiling like he was about to introduce someone to them.

If this person can sit in this position, he is probably a smiling tiger.

While he is smiling and wanting to introduce you to a partner, he is ruthlessly trying to kill you.

In the apocalypse, good people will not be able to occupy the position of boss.

Even though Dao Scarwei would shamelessly call his ancestors in front of Han Ying and Lu Yuan on weekdays, he was also ruthless when facing his younger brothers who did little things.

"50 pounds!"

Brother Wu knew what the other party said was right, but whose face was 3 pounds of cotton slapping?

"4 pounds!"

Lu Yuan originally gave the other party room to bargain, so he added a little more.

"40 pounds!"

Seeing that the other party relaxed, Brother Wu dropped a little more.

"5 pounds!"

Lu Yuan quoted another price.

Brother Wu, who was sitting opposite, was about to continue bidding, but Lu Yuan raised his hand to stop him, "5 pounds is the highest price I can offer. If Brother Wu can't accept it, there is no need for us to continue talking."

After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he stood up directly and looked directly at Brother Wu opposite him.

Seeing that the other party was really determined, Brother Wu was a little embarrassed.

The price was far different from what he expected. His original bottom line was to exchange one ton of meteorites for 30 kilograms of cotton, but now he only had one-sixth of it left.

Brother Wu made some calculations, and he collected almost all the meteorites in Feng Province.

At least several thousand tons.

If you exchange one ton for 5 kilograms, you can get a large amount of cotton.

Otherwise, those meteorites would be used as rockeries if they were left there.

"It's just 5 pounds for 5 pounds, but for this price, we don't include delivery service."

Brother Wu accepted his fate.

"Okay, where to trade?"

Lu Yuan was not surprised at all when he heard that the other party agreed.

"Go out from here and walk along the main road for 10 kilometers. There is a city sign that has not yet collapsed. It is right there. Trade 100 tons first."

The meteorites were collected by Brother Wu and placed in different places in Feng Province. It was impossible for him to move the thousands of tons of meteorites around, so he placed them nearby.

"100 tons is fine. At 10 o'clock tonight, we will be there with the things waiting for you!"

Lu Yuan looked directly at Brother Wu opposite him and said.

"it is good."

Brother Wu nodded in agreement.

After the business was concluded, Han Ying and Lu Yuan planned to leave the tin house.

But when she reached the door, Han Ying suddenly turned back and looked at the people inside and said, "By the way, I heard that your base mall sells taro. Can you give me a few seeds to try? I'll use cotton in exchange."

Brother Wu didn't expect this person to make such a request.

The new type of taro is only available in Feng Province, and it is the latest improved variety.

How does this person know that the new type of taro is propagated from seeds?

However, this question is actually not difficult to guess, because the high-yielding grain varieties that have become available are all propagated by seeds.

For example, potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Sweet potatoes were developed here in Feng Province, while potatoes were developed in Pengcheng.

Everyone alternates planting.

However, their new type of taro has not yet been planted in large quantities.

"The new taro seeds are too precious. I don't have many on hand. I can give you 5."

Brother Wu didn't know if these two people were taking the new taro seeds back to their own base for planting.

Even if it is, it will take several months to plant a new type of taro.

By that time, they would have already relied on the new type of taro to reap benefits from other bases.

After receiving the guarantee, Han Ying and Lu Yuan left the market.