Qin Suyun had a dream, dreaming that she was betrayed by her husband and friend, ending up lonely and miserable. In her dream, she witnessed a global natural disaster, with the entire world devasta...
"Hey, buddy, where are you from?! You brought so many mutant dogs! Are you planning to sell them in the trading area?"
Before entering the inner venue of the trading area, a young man came up to them immediately. He glanced at Qin Suyun and her group, and his eyes were fixed on He Zhennan. He felt that He Zhennan was the leader of the group, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to He Zhennan.
He Zhennan didn't take the cigarette, but shook his head, rejecting the other party's offer. "These dogs are raised by our team and we have deep feelings for them. We won't sell them."
Qin Suyun stood aside, calmly sizing up the young man in front of her. Although the clothes he wore were not from any luxury brands, he was neatly dressed from head to toe. He did not look like the ordinary, numb modern people they had met along the way, who were dirty from lack of water.
In addition, since the other party can now easily take out cigarettes, which can be considered a luxury item, from his pocket, Qin Suyun has a certain understanding of the identity of the young man in front of her.
"You won't sell this dog? That's such a shame!" The young man looked at Dahei and his companions with a hint of envy. He put away his cigarette with regret and pointed at Dahei, saying, "You won't even sell this blind dog? You have so many dogs in your team, it won't be a big deal if one or two are missing. I can trade them for rice, flour, and vegetables."
As he spoke, the man stretched out his hand and made a gesture towards He Zhennan, and then whispered two words in He Zhennan's ear. He Zhennan still shook his head.
Qin Suyun glanced at the other party. The other party wanted to use 8,000 kilograms of grain to exchange for Dahei. It was really a big deal. Others might have been tempted at this time.
However, for Qin Suyun, let alone 8,000 kilograms of grain, even if it was 80,000 kilograms of grain, she would never agree to the other party's proposal.
Dahei and Xiaoqi, who were already smart, bared their teeth and growled as soon as they heard the man in front of them speak, and made threatening sounds in their throats.
Although Dahei wasn't as impatient as Xiaoqi and the others, he was clearly unfriendly towards the man in front of him. He stared intently at the young man opposite him with his one eye, a fierce gleam in his eyes, like a lone wolf locking onto its prey! It was terrifying!
The young man was a little unhappy after being rejected by He Zhennan, but when he turned around, he saw the big black dogs next to him, eager to try and bite his neck!
Young man: “…………”
He just wanted to buy a dog to guard the house, there was no need to be so cruel to him, right?!
The young man smiled awkwardly at Dahei and the other dogs, his facial expression stiff. "Ha, ha, ha... Since you don't agree, forget it. I'll leave first."
The young man didn't stay long after he finished speaking. In front of Dahei, Xiaoqi, Qin Suyun and others, he stomped away from the spot and never dared to come up and talk to them again, or talk about buying a dog.
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The trading zone has been open in Yunhai City for several months, so the rules and regulations are relatively complete.
The requirement of the trading area is that any seller who brings in goods must pay a certain amount of grain according to the quantity and value of the goods, so that they can get a designated stall.
Those who want to enter the trading area to buy things only need to pay a small amount of food, such as eight taels of cornmeal or a pound of potatoes per person.
Seeing the trading area rules posted on the wall of the trading area, Qin Suyun and his group parked the car by the roadside. He Zhennan picked a villager from the team, took Meng Changlong with him, took some food from the car, and walked towards the trading area. Qin Suyun naturally followed the three people in front. As for the others, they were arranged outside to continue guarding the food and supplies they brought to prevent others from coveting them.
At the entrance of the trading area, there stood three dark-skinned men. Among them, one of the black-faced men was responsible for collecting and weighing the grain, while the other two, who were slightly taller and stronger, held two guns in their hands and stood behind the man in front like two iron towers.
The line at the entrance to the trading area looked quite long, but in fact the wait was not long. Although there was only one man collecting the grain, he was very skillful. Every time he collected the grain, he did not need to use the scale next to him. He just needed to shake it with his hand, and in less than two seconds, he could immediately know the specific weight of the grain in his hand.
Most of the people in the team believed in the man, but some also questioned his ability, thinking that the black-faced man might take the opportunity to collect more of their food.
However, no matter who raised an objection, the black-faced man did not get angry. He just pointed at the scale on the ground and asked those who entered the trading area to use the scale themselves, or those who brought their own scales to check it.
Qin Suyun stood at the back of the team and observed the black-faced man for ten minutes. During this period, three groups of people expressed doubts about the weight, but in the end no one made a fuss. They all weighed the weight themselves and found that it was exactly the same.
Therefore, these three groups of people could only enter the trading area as quietly as chickens, not daring to fart.
Watching the three groups of people dejectedly enter the trading area, an old man standing in front of Qin Suyun, carrying a load on his shoulder, clicked his tongue twice and said with a smile, "I really don't know where these country bumpkins came from. They haven't even heard of Lu Shi's great name, and they dare to question Lu Shi's hands made of gold. They really haven't seen the world!"
"Old man, how should I explain this?" Meng Changlong asked curiously.
The old man glanced at Meng Changlong, shook his head and smiled, "Looking at you, I can tell you're new here, right? You've definitely never been to our trading zone before! Well, let me tell you something... Even though our trading zone isn't big, I can guarantee that no one else in the other trading zones is as powerful as Lu Shi."
"This Lu Shi used to work at the meat processing plant, specializing in slaughtering pigs and helping people divide the meat. Back then, before the natural disaster, he wasn't known as the "weight-twisting hand" for nothing! He could tell the weight of something instantly with just one shake, to the exact millimeter!"
"Before the natural disaster, this pound-shaking hand was fine. Everyone just watched and joined in the fun. But now it's come to this, we can't even use electronic scales. If he uses this pound-shaking hand, we'll never have to worry about food and drink!" The old man sighed twice, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes. "If I, an old man, had this skill, I wouldn't have to work so hard under the scorching sun every day and still not have enough to eat!"
Qin Suyun and the others looked at the old man's skinny figure and the daily necessities such as toothpaste, toothbrush and towel on his shoulder pole, and could only sigh and stand there, unable to take over the old man's business.
There are too many people who don’t have enough food these days. Like the old man in front of you, if you can get some daily necessities to resell, you are considered to be living a good life.
About five minutes later, it was the turn of the female protagonist and her four companions.
"Are you guys selling or buying things?" the black-faced man said in a low voice.
"We want to go into the trading area to buy some things." He Zhennan took out a few sweet potatoes from the backpack behind him and handed them to the black-faced man. The man shook it in his hand a little and picked a sweet potato, cut off a small piece, handed the small piece to He Zhennan, and then quickly threw the sweet potato into a box, waved his hand, and asked He Zhennan and others to go in quickly.
As people walked in, the situation in the entire trading area immediately became visible to everyone.
This trading area was originally a stadium. There is a large lawn at the entrance, and above it are the seats for spectators in the original stadium.
However, after being transformed, the large lawn and the plastic track have become the territory of those trucks, and countless stalls have been set up on the audience side. Qin Suyun took a quick glance and saw hundreds of people doing business, plus a large group of buyers. It looked like a vegetable market before the natural disaster.
There wasn't much of a pattern in how these people placed their merchandise, but daily necessities and food were placed on the left and right sides of the stadium.
Qin Suyun and her group looked around and first of all, they were looking for those salt vendors, especially those who came in trucks, as these vendors could provide a large supply of goods. This was the main reason why they came all the way here.
The cars parked on the plastic track were very eye-catching, and Qin Suyun, He Zhennan and the other two quickly found a salt seller.
The man was driving a white commercial van, significantly smaller than the one Qin Suyun had driven, but it was filled with more than half a truckload of salt. The salt wasn't individually packaged like the ones sold in supermarkets before the disaster, but rather in large red plastic barrels with lids.
Qin Suyun called the four people, and when they found each other, they were holding an electronic scale and weighing salt for someone.
"Boss, how much is this salt?" Qin Suyun took a look and asked, as it was obviously salt produced after a natural disaster.
"My salt is not expensive, one pound of salt for ten pounds of cornmeal, but if you want to exchange it for sweet potatoes or potatoes, it will be more expensive." The person selling salt was a thin man in his 30s. He was wearing a white T-shirt and looked very friendly.
"If I buy more, can it be cheaper?" Qin Suyun frowned. She originally thought that the price of these salts was at most six or seven pounds of corn per pound, but she didn't expect that it would take ten pounds of cornmeal to exchange for one pound of salt.
"Then how much do you want?" The salt shop owner handed the weighed salt to the lady who had just bought salt, casually weighed the food handed to her, and put the things into a wooden box in the truck.
Qin Suyun took a closer look and realized that what she thought was an empty wooden box was actually a box used by the other party to store grain.
"What's your price for more than 100 kilograms of salt? If it's reasonable, we'll buy all the salt in your truck. If it's too expensive, forget it... You should not be the only one selling salt here in the entire trading area." He Zhennan glanced at the salt in the truck and spoke.
"Sold it all?! Then I'll give you a discount." The salt boss gritted his teeth and said, "Eight and a half kilograms of cornmeal for one kilogram of salt. This price can't go any lower. You have to buy all the salt in my truck! I transported it all the way from the salt mine, you can't let me lose too much money."
Don't underestimate him because there are only one of them. In fact, there are eight people who came with him this time, all of them are strong young men. However, the fees in the trading area are too expensive. Each person needs a pound of food every day, plus the salt in the car, and a certain transaction fee is also charged every day. The eight of them also have to eat every day. How can they afford it?
The most important thing is that on weekdays, most people who come to buy salt ask for one or two kilograms. They ask a lot but buy little. He has been in the trading area for six or seven days and has only sold a small half of it. If this continues, the food consumption will be more than the profit!
You know, a lot of the salt in his cart was bought on credit, and he would have to replenish this part of the grain when he goes there later.
"Okay, we'll take all the salt you have!" He Zhennan nodded and agreed to the salt boss's price.