This Game Is Too Realistic

The north gate of the outpost.

Two men dressed in avant-garde clothes sandwiched the two-headed bull one behind the other, and stopped in front of the north gate.

The man standing in the front was holding a 7mm revolver, a specialty of Honghe Town, in his hand. Although the muzzle of the gun was facing down, his eyes were always cruising back and forth on the wall and around, alerting to possible dangers.

This man is strong!

This was Chu Guang's first instinct.

As for the person standing at the back, it was the businessman surnamed Sun that Chu Guang had met before.

Haha, my old friend, we meet again!

Seeing Chu Guang appearing at the door, the tension on Sun Shiqi's face disappeared immediately, and he opened his arms joyfully and enthusiastically, and walked towards him.

Chu Guang could smell the smell coming from him from a long distance away, and Chu Guang, who couldn't stand it, didn't hug him, but stretched out his right hand instead.

Sun Shiqi smiled, without embarrassment, and changed his posture obediently, holding Chu Guang's right hand and shaking it vigorously.

Then let go.

Sorry, I've been on the road for almost five days, and I didn't have time to take a shower, so I made you laugh!

It's okay. Chu Guang glanced at the man standing next to the two-headed ox, and cast a questioning look at Sun Shiqi, Who is this?

He is the gunman I hired in Honghe Town. He is responsible for my safety along the way. There are a few gunmen in Honghe Town who are very trustworthy and reliable. The most important thing is that they know how to avoid getting close The predators in the area clashed... mainly for the sake of insurance, you just pretend he doesn't exist!

Gunners Guild?

I am afraid that it is a predator who has washed his hands in the golden basin.

Chu Guang nodded, his eyes stayed on the large two-headed bull for a while, and his eyebrows slightly raised with a trace of interest.

It seems that the air-dried meat they make is very popular in Honghe Town. The last transaction should have made this guy a lot of money. Not only did he have money to buy a batch of new products, he also hired a bodyguard.

This is a good thing.

Only a win-win business can last long.

How's the way to Boulder City? Is it easy? Chu Guang asked casually.

I haven't been to Boulder City before, and I don't know much about the situation there. Sun Shiqi shook his head like a rattle, After leaving your place last time, I went to a farm not far from your place. It just so happened that they I was very interested in the rest of my goods, so I exchanged some grain with them and went back directly.

The road conditions in the city are too complicated, and the ruins inside are like a maze. I would rather walk 10 kilometers in the wilderness than walk a mile in the city.

You should also feel that this year's winter will be more difficult than previous years. The food price in Honghe Town has skyrocketed. Those dignitaries like mine owners and slave owners can't get used to those black nutrient creams. I almost just Carry things to the trading post, and they will be snapped up by their servants in no time.

I thought that since the sales were so good, I might as well come back before the heavy snow blocked the road, so I hired a bodyguard and set off, hehe.

It's so easy to sell? It seems that I sold it cheap last time. Chu Guang said half-jokingly.

Realizing that he was getting carried away, Sun Shiqi coughed dryly and said with a smile.

My lord, you are joking. We traveling merchants do business with our heads pinned to our belts. We say we can earn some money, but in fact we only earn travel expenses.

Okay, don't sell me badly. How much you earn is up to you. If you have money, remember to buy two more cows, and bring more things in the next spring, Chu Guang interrupted his nonsense, and said straight to the point, What do I want? Have you brought it?

Sun Shiqi said quickly.

Bring them all! Hehe, don't worry, I will definitely not forget your order!

The mutated two-headed cow usually weighs more than one ton, and has a carrying capacity of about 700 kg to 900 kg. Its mobility in ruined terrain and wild terrain is relatively good, slightly inferior to the mutant yak.

In addition to 500 kilograms of coins, Sun Shiqi also used the money he earned to purchase less than 100 kilograms of supplies.

Among them, there are tradeable ones, including a bag of sallow coarse salt, which weighs about 10 kilograms. There are also 10 7mm revolver rifles, and two large bags of heavy bullets and so on.

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

Normally, these less wealthy merchants would take the risk of taking a detour to pick up waste, but at this point in time, it is obviously inappropriate to do so.

When checking the bullets in the sack, Chu Guang noticed that the two big bags of bullets were all made of copper?

It seems that Honghe Town doesn't seem to be short of copper.

However, compared with the stamped-formed shells produced in Jushicheng, many of the bullets produced in Honghe Town are made of copper skin, and there are depressions and protrusions visible to the naked eye on the shells.

No wonder they make this kind of semi-automatic revolver with a simple receiver structure.

With a slightly more precise receiver, this kind of ammunition may jam after a few rounds.

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

Throwing the few bullets in his hand back into the bag, Chu Guang silently recorded the information in his heart.

... How about it, my lord? Are you satisfied with these goods?

Sun Shiqi had a flattering smile on his face.

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

In this way, he can bring more air-dried meat back.

Weapon, coarse salt, and those coins, I want them all. His eyes fell on the last bag. Chu Guang glanced at it and found some ginger powder in it, so he asked, What's in it? What is it?

Sun Shiqi said with a smile.

Insect powder! It is dried and ground by mutant yellow-fronted tall-legged spiders. It is rich in nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium, and is mainly used as fertilizer!

Chu Guang nodded in understanding.

As fertilizer, that should be what Brown Farm wants. He hasn't started farming here yet, so he doesn't need this thing.

But it did give him an idea.

Hearing from the players that there are a lot of struvite by the lake, maybe I can try to make some fertilizer and sell it to Brown Farm.

At this time, Sun Shiqi suddenly remembered something, walked to the side of the two-headed cow, opened the leather package hanging on it, and took out a glass bottle from it.

The mouth of the glass bottle is plugged with a cork, and there are some small holes pierced on the cork for ventilation. The bottle is stuffed with ants the size of a fist, shaking their limbs and antennae visible to the naked eye, which is quite creepy to watch.

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

Is this the Ironback Ant?

Sun Shiqi said with a smile.

That's right! Usually we use it to make feed, or other things. It happened that someone was selling it 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?

Sun Shiqi waved his hands repeatedly and said.

No, no, my friend, you have misunderstood. This is a gift from me, and you will not be charged for it.

Oh? Thank you then.

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

As for the gift in return?

nonexistent.

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

Seeing Chu Guang accept the gift, Sun Shiqi's face was full of smiles.

You're welcome, it's my honor to have your friendship... You see, it's getting late, why don't we discuss the details of the transaction?

Chu Guang nodded and only said one word.

Can.

...

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

Therefore, under normal circumstances, when conducting cross-regional trade, everyone uses barter, and there is no fixed price.

Although he received a gift symbolizing friendship from Sun Shiqi, friendship cannot be eaten after all. When bargaining, Chu Guang did not make any concessions for the sake of favor.

joke.

Who can have a thicker skin than sales?

500 kilograms of coins are still at the price agreed last time, and every 100 kilograms is exchanged for 4 kilograms of air-dried meat, which is equivalent to 20 kilograms of air-dried meat.

Chu Guang has always kept his word, and he has no intention of going back on what he has agreed upon, and there is no need for that.

The two sides happily reached a consensus.

But the fun part only ends here.

A few minutes ago, Sun Shiqi was so naive as to think that the man in front of him was easy to talk to, until the man in front of him said the crazy words 3 kg of air-dried meat for 1 kg of salt.

Sorry, did I hear you wrong... Maybe you said 1 catty?

The guy's reaction was completely expected, Chu Guang said unmoved.

You heard me right, I'm talking about 1 kg, 1 kg of coarse salt.

This is impossible!

Sun Shiqi exclaimed almost reflexively, swept away the previous respect, and retorted angrily and vigorously.

You must be joking! The bacon you use here is baked and air-dried, and it has not been marinated at all. It cannot be worth the price!

oh?

Seeing that Chu Guang was still unmoved, Sun Shiqi took a deep breath and continued speaking in a calm tone.

Well, you are not a businessman after all, maybe you don't understand the market... Let's settle the score. If I transport the 10 kilograms of coarse salt to Boulder City, I can exchange at least 1 chip for every 100 grams!

Chu Guang didn't speak.

In fact, he has never been to Boulder City at all. He only knows that the sallow, bitter coarse salt that only the poor will consume, at the old leeches on Beit Street, they charge 2 points for every 100g. doubled.

But what does it matter?

The price of grain has tripled for this old leech!

There is no point in discussing prices on the wasteland.

After moistening his dry throat, Sun Shiqi continued.

100 chips! If I exchange these chips for electrical appliances, industrial products, and daily necessities to Brown Farm, I can get at least 300 kilograms of green wheat. If I replace these grains with bacon, it will cost at least 60 to 75 kilograms. It's reasonable.

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

It's also my biggest concession!

Sun Shiqi felt that he had made the truth simple and clear enough.

Even if these hamsters guarding the refuge haven't done business in the wasteland, they should be able to understand their difficulties to some extent.

However, after listening to his nonsense, Chu Guang just smiled.

One thing he said was right.

I'm really not a businessman.

If someone really sees him that way, then the pattern is too small.

But what if you think you don’t know how to trade?

hehe.

You're right.

Sun Shiqi had a happy expression on his face.

However, without waiting for a second, Chu Guang's next words froze the happy expression on his face.

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

Looking at this friend who came from afar with a smile on his face, Chu Guang said softly.

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