Hoarding Goods In Space: Struggling To Survive In A Crisis World.
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Chapter 317 Material Exchange 1
Lu Shao stared blankly at Ye Fu, and after a few seconds, his face flushed red, and he pointed towards Ye Fu, gritting his teeth, wanting to tear him apart.
"You dare say that about me."
Ye Fu remained expressionless, "Tell me the truth."
"You seek death."
"If you die, you die first." Ye Fu had already let go of normal communication with him .
"Alright, you guys are looking for trouble, your identity is unknown, your destination is impure, come here, take them both to the cell, and send them to the mine to dig for coal tomorrow." As soon as the patrol behind heard Lu Shao's orders, they immediately ran over
.
"Will their cars be confiscated soon?"
"Sita, dig for three years, then let them out, and feed them only one black-faced loaf a day."
After he finished speaking, he smiled triumphantly and looked at Ye Fuhe with disdain. Jiang excessive.
"They're serious criminals.
They cannot be exiled in one place and separated by three hundred kilometers." , not only can they get food for the base?" , and you can reward everyone."
Ye Fu retracted the thought earlier, even though this woman was extremely beautiful, but she was extremely ruthless, and she actually wanted to send them to the service station.
Ye Fu looked around, there were not many people around here, other than these people, there were five or six soldiers patrolling.
Ye Fu and Jiang Rong looked at each other, Jiang Rong took out a bag of stones, pointed at the camera not far away, and directly threw it.
With a "bang", several cameras broke in response.
When they were in a daze, Ye Fu took out three balls from his pocket and threw them hard on the ground. The ball exploded instantly and spouted a thick fog, and a sharp smell filled the air. Everyone present started crying in pain. Rolling on the ground, Ye Fu put his car into space, and left haughtily with Jiang Rong.
Finding a place where there were no people, Ye Fu let go of a truck, and the two of them went to Tal City again In the car, Ye Fu, Ye Fu and Jiang Rong changed into different clothes.
The truck was brought from country W, and in the rear compartment there was an oil cloth cover, which could pull fifteen tons of cargo.
There is no change between urban areas and the ends of the world. Power supplies in the city were restored, but ordinary residential buildings had limited power supplies. Only factories and some high-end villa areas have uninterrupted electricity and water supply 24 hours a day.
In a nearby mountain, a white wind turbine is still in operation.
Ye Fu decided to go to the Population Supply and Marketing Cooperative first to see the situation, if the price was right, he could exchange some items.
The base is ten kilometers behind the town of Taal and is said to house millions of people.
Residents at the base can use their point cards to exchange supplies. People from other places came to exchange supplies. When they left, they had to pay 10%, which was the same as paying taxes.
There are not many local residents in Taal City, originally a small border town, after the end of the world expanded and developed, it has now become an industrial city, with factories everywhere, with factories everywhere, and workers wear work uniforms on the street. Here it is the same as the country w, with a 14-hour work system, two-hour overtime, 16-hour work a day, no holidays, workers living in dormitories, and if they need one room, they will have to work, the rent's not cheap. The inhabitants of the base and the city were already saturated, so that there were a lot of refugees outside, they could only live in low-lying refugee houses, and the refugees had no jobs, so they could only beg and rob. The truck was mediocre, and quickly became part of the truck squad.Through the commercial town, Ye Fu even saw a beauty shop. Every corner of Taal City was filled with the smell of coal, there were many chemical plants here, and all sorts of smells were intertwined. The face of a passing person is abnormally pale and swollen. Citizen Procurement and Marketing Cooperatives are a huge vegetable market, the people who come here to buy things all hold white magnetic cards in their hands, and some people came to exchange with various supplies in their hands.
Parking the car in the parking lot, the patrolmen came to pick up supplies, Ye Fu handed out three cassava catties, after the other party registered, they let the two of them in.
Jiang Rong carried a black oil leather bag, and Ye Fu patrolled the entire store, including small commodities, furniture and household utensils, fruits and vegetables, second-hand clothing, shoes, and other household items, and household items.
"The price of coarse noodles has gone up, and I can no longer afford it. It costs 100 points per catty, and I only have 80 points for a day's work. "Hearing a complaint from a man in the back, Ye Fu saw
there were condensed noodles, wheat bran and rice bran in large tanks, and most people could only shake their heads and leave.
Next to him was the one who bought the lard, the smell was pungent and it was yellow, supposedly an old oil that had been stored for more than two years.
Fresh vegetables are very few, cabbage has only the outer layer of old leaves, and the inner layer of fresh vegetables has been sent elsewhere.
Instead, I saw some duck eggs and eggs, which were supposed to be specially bred, and were very large in size, according to the person next to it, the yolk was not much, and it tasted very strange.
“Bos, how to sell it?”
“Weighing, but it depends whether you buy it by points card or exchanged by material.” “
What material do you usually accept here?”
Boss smile, “cigarettes, alcohol , drugs, pen, ink and paper." Ink stones are fine."
Ye Fu took out a dilapidated dictionary, "How much can I exchange for this?"
The boss's eyes sparkled, "I'll give you five catties."
" Ten kati, the dictionary is over, right? It's the only copy Yes, no missing page.”
Bosses can sell dictionaries to high-end residential areas, where people still have the capital to send their children. .
He hesitated, Ye Fu picked up the used razor next to him.
"Shave the knife again."
“That's impossible, I don't have many razors in my store.”
Ye Fu took out a ballpoint pen and handed it to him, “Add two knives.”
“Do you have a pencil?” ask boss.
Ye Fu nodded, "Yes, 2B, this is my family heirloom."
"How much?"
Ye Fu took out 2B scars of different lengths.
“Five, do you want?”
Boss nods, “Ya.”
All types of pens are no longer printed. Except for the leaders and the rich people above, the people below could only use charcoal.
"Then bring ten more pieces of yellow paper."
The quality of the yellow paper is very poor, comparable to the yellow paper that goes into the cemetery, and the musty smell hits the face, but this is the best-selling toilet paper in Taal City, and the price is not cheap.
"Is there another book? You want a lot of things, and our prices are not the same. "The boss was a little unhappy.
Ye Fu called him to the other side, opened the oil leather bag, and took out three magazines from it.
“This thing, do you want it?”
This was what Ye Fu was looking for in the home of an otaku, and it was a special magazine that was restricted in the country r.
The boss's eyes sparkled when he thought that these items could be sold to some wealthy people and make a lot of money.
"Yes." Yeah."
"You're good, it's all my treasure, so I'll start picking things up now."
The boss took the magazine and quickly opened it, every page inside was full of interesting images.
“Select.”
Ye Fu and Jiang Rong looked at each other and started sweeping.