Farming in the Apocalypse

Returning ten years ago, with only two months left until the giant storm, Jing Shu began building her fortress, raising some endangered chickens, ducks, and fish, planting some vegetables that woul...

Chapter 607: The Trading Hall with a Big Investment

Chapter 607: The Trading Hall with a Big Investment

The trading center actually looks more like a hotel restaurant!

The hall is very large, with a table in the middle and scattered booths around it, equipped with leather sofas for four people and a dining table.

Of course, this is not the point. The reason why Jingshu said it looked like a restaurant was because the table was really filled with all kinds of food!

Jingshu could smell the fragrance from a long distance away. As expected, the quality of this fragrance is much better than that on the black market.

atmosphere!

As if he had seen the confusion in Jingshu's eyes, Director Wang arranged Jingshu in a booth near the center table and said with a smile, "These foods are all provided free of charge..."

Tank scratched his head with some regret: "I should have brought my sister here earlier. What a pity."

Jingshu coughed, looked at Tank's eager eyes, and asked softly, "Director Wang, is this food rationed or unlimited?"

"If we can have unlimited orders, we'll do a buffet... But Xiao Zhang will take extra care of you later." Fatty Wang gave him a look that said you understand, wiped his hands, and stood up to leave. "It's about to start, but there might be a lot of people today, so this seat might be filled soon."

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There were many kinds of food, each divided into four portions. For the first time, there was also red wine. The dessert was exquisite cream bread and cherry tomatoes divided into four portions. Snacks included peanuts, melon seeds, and dried banana chips. Each person even got a portion of ginger and brown sugar tea, as well as a very small meat pie.

The trading house has invested a lot of money. The value of each piece of food is several hundred virtual coins.

The aroma came from the meat patties, which were fried golden brown without any other seasonings. First of all, Jingshu directly ruled out steak. Despite her experience as a top foodie, Jingshu had never eaten such a thing. It might be synthetic, or perhaps a new food in the apocalypse.

Jingshu couldn't help but think of the synthetic meat formula ZS880 brought back from the United States. She gave it to Qian Duoduo for research. It is currently stuck on the cost. Reducing the cost and mass production will be a big problem.

"Has the Imperial Capital solved this problem? My synthetic meat's main ingredient is protein, and Professor Wu Youai suggested using cockroaches as the main ingredient... cockroaches are high in protein, so that's possible. We just have to wait for the Imperial Capital Biological Experiment to cultivate a bacterial colony to feed the cockroaches in large quantities."

Jingshu threw her share of snacks, fruit and bread to Tank, asking him to take them back to his sister. Then she ate the meat pie in one bite while thinking about the cockroaches.

After Tank put away all the food, he looked at Jingshu eagerly and asked, "What does the meat pie taste like? Is it delicious?"

"It's a bit fishy. It only has salt and nothing else. I don't know what kind of meat it is. Look, there's shredded pork, but it's mixed with starch... It's very soft, a bit like eating dumpling filling."

After eating it, Jingshu realized that the cost of this meat pie was not the synthetic meat she brought back from the United States, because this meat pie really contained meat and mass production was impossible.

Tank was extremely envious: "I wish my sister could eat this kind of meat pie every day."

Jingshu thought quietly that if synthetic meat could be mass-produced in the future, it would be better not to tell the public about the raw materials. Sometimes being an ignorant person is still very happy. As long as it tastes good, it's fine.

The trading hall finally started! The host turned out to be Director Wang. When he walked onto the stage, he winked and smiled at Jingshu, confirming that it was the sponsor's eyes.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the eighth floor trading hall. I'm the host today. Isn't it a surprise? Okay, without further ado, everyone please open your big data so we can update the data on site."

The hall was soon filled with people, and the booths were reserved for a mother and son and a young man.

The young man wearing glasses looked a little dazed, and opened his mobile phone with an expressionless face. Jingshu and Tank also followed Director Wang's words and were really curious about the new trading method of the trading club.

The woman was wearing a cheongsam with her hair tied up behind her head. She looked antique and charming with a white mink coat. She twisted her hips and pulled the eight-year-old boy to sit down.

"Oh, today we have fried meat patties, Qiqi, come and try it, oh, Qiqi, that is

Don’t mess with other people’s food.”

youth:"...."

The little brat ran over, grabbed a bite and stuffed it in his mouth.

"You stupid kid, I told you it's someone else's stuff, why didn't you listen? Oh, handsome boy, I'm sorry..."

The young man sat there expressionless and said nothing.

Jing Shu reminded: "Your portion of meat pie is still untouched, you can give it back to others."

The woman glared at Jingshu fiercely, and said embarrassedly: "I accidentally spit on this when I was talking just now. I'm so sorry. I think this handsome boy won't mind..." After that, she looked at Jingshu with disdain, thinking to herself, where did this country bumpkin come from? He is dressed so bulky, but his skin is well maintained, so hydrated, it's good to be young.

The young man didn't say anything, and the atmosphere became cold for a moment. The woman opened the big data with ease.

Jingshu quickly understood what Director Wang meant by the updated data, because soon the large screen on the middle platform showed the 3D hall, and simulated the location of everyone and the goods of this transaction.

Jingshu had some understanding of the tedious procedures before entering the trading hall on the eighth floor, which seemed much more convenient at this time.

Just like now, Jingshu can see the demand lists of Ms. Jing, Mr. Zhao, and Ms. Luo at table A04, as well as the items they plan to sell in the simulation scene.

There is an illusion of playing a game, at this time, each player sits at a table to set up a stall and write demand cards, and each player can freely browse other people's stalls to pick out things.

The trading hall is like the GM system in the game, keeping an eye on you. They are mainly responsible for quality identification and price stabilization. The lowest price transactions will be recycled and the high price will be restricted. Of course, as an intermediary platform, the most important thing is to be responsible to both parties.

Here, as long as what you take out is legal, no matter how precious it is, it will be protected. Each product has a traceability code and is permanently protected, which is equivalent to adding a layer of binding to high-end luxury items.

Therefore, the things traded in the trading hall are either for the rich or the noble, unlike the black market where things like toilet paper and materials will no longer appear.

Jingshu clicked on the purpose of the silly young man Mr. Zhao coming to the trade fair, and there was a long list of requirements, and the ideal price was also written at the end, which was very convenient.

"Alright, as usual, everyone, please enjoy the delicious food while voting for today's demand list and the most anticipated sales order, okay? In three minutes, we'll officially begin today's trade fair!"