Chapter 970 We sell beer to friendly countries at a great discount

Wu La continued, "Of course, just eating staple foods isn't enough. We also have other specialties here, like a sweet black fruit. It's a luxury here, but the production is small, only a few thousand kilograms. We can give it to you, but it's a bit more expensive."

Mr. Zhou nodded. The journey wasn't too far. He could just eat whatever he could get along the way, rob some more, or even just beg for some other things. "Okay, we'll take everything you mentioned."

Wu La's face showed a constipated expression. "What are you going to exchange for? We don't want those carrion worms."

At this time, Ula had actually been struggling for a long time. China had helped them for many years, and now that China was in trouble, they should also help China.

But we helped in every possible way. They had always been hungry, and the food we could give them at this time was of the highest quality. The black fruits were saved from the gaps in the teeth of the upper classes to be given to China.

In fact, most of them eat carrion beetles.

But he saw that China now had entire shiploads of those fermented, sour, and smelly carrion worms. Even their dogs wouldn't eat them if they were exchanged for them. And there were plenty of fresh carrion worms in the ocean, so they could just grab as many as they could—wasn't China trying to get something for nothing? Ugh, China's allies weren't like that.

So Ula's face was as red as a pig's liver at this moment. If it were in the past, their country would definitely want to return some bullets, guns, etc., but now, to be honest.

Other countries are unwilling to take advantage of them. They have no oil and all they eat are carrion maggots. To be honest, if there is a country willing to rule them now, or even to establish a colony or something, the whole country will probably celebrate. They would rather be slaves or something, so that at least they can have enough food to eat.

But the fact is that now even dogs in their country despise them, and countries that try to take advantage of them avoid them.

Old Zhou laughed out loud. This fat black man was quite amusing. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sorry, we came all the way from China, and we really don't have any supplies to exchange."

Wu La laughed awkwardly: "I understand, I understand. If it really doesn't work, I see you seem to have a few small boats, you can use them to exchange——"

Old Zhou shook his head and said, "Those small boats are indeed pirates', and the miscellaneous supplies on them happen to be for sale. However, they belong to individuals, so you can contact them for more. However, we do have a kind of beer, I wonder if you are interested."

"Beer? Didn't that stuff stop being produced after the apocalypse?" Ula swallowed his saliva. Is this a luxury item?

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou nodded, and Tank poured a bowl of beer from the thermos for Ula.

Smelling the mellow aroma, Wu La couldn't believe it. He drank it down in one gulp, smacked his lips, and licked his lips. "Any more?"

The tank was filled again.

After drinking it, Wu La's eyes lit up. This thing must have been extinct. If he gave it to the superiors, wouldn't his position be able to be moved again?

No, I have to get this! It tastes so good. I'm just worried it's too expensive, right?

So, he said anxiously: "This thing is good, let's use it to exchange!" Even if he had to pay the bill secretly, he would get it back.

Mr. Zhou smiled and nodded, then Yang Yang, the exclusive negotiator, stepped forward and said:

"Okay, what you just mentioned is enough for us to have 100 ships and 10 days of supplies. We want them all. Can you calculate how much beer we want in exchange? We don't have anything else this time, but we do have beer like this. However, we're selling this beer, and each cup costs 50 Chinese virtual currency."

Regarding the pricing of beer, Jingshu, Mr. Zhou, and Yang Yang had actually discussed it. Taking into account labor costs, dark ingredients, carrion worms, etc., a cup would cost about 2 virtual coins.

If it were sold to China, it would be 10 virtual coins. Wouldn't it be too much to make a fivefold profit? If it were sold to a friendly country, it would only be 30 virtual coins. After all, exporting involves various costs. Yang Yang's price was a bit high to facilitate bargaining.

As for selling to other countries, the price is 100-

500 virtual coins. My beer is so delicious, I will sell it for hundreds of times the price. Is this reasonable?

It's a waste not to make money from foreigners. I worked so hard to transport it from Great China, and my labor, fuel, and time are free? This is the only beer in China, the only beer in the world. What's wrong with me selling it for hundreds of times more?

Ahem. Anyway.

Wu La's mind quickly changed. The price of wine in the black market was very high. This grade was considered high-end. 50 Chinese virtual coins was too cheap. So he stretched out eight fingers and was about to say, then let's exchange it for 800 cups, which was exactly worth 40,000 virtual coins.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yang frowned, thinking that the other party actually wanted 80,000 cups. Although 80,000 cups in exchange for supplies worth thousands of people for ten days is relatively cheap, they also have to pay for it.

So Yang Yang stretched out his hand and drew a stroke with Wubi.

Wu La was in a dilemma, 800 cups was already based on his maximum cost, and their special black fruit was also worth a lot, but this beer was indeed a good thing, and everyone could get a lot, and then he could sell the remaining half for 100 virtual coins per cup, which was also a huge profit.

So Wu La nodded and said, "Five hundred cups then."

Yang Yang was about to nod when everyone present looked at Wu La in surprise.

"Five hundred cups??"

Seeing so many people looking at him in surprise, Wu La felt a little embarrassed: "How about a little less? I know this beer is good and we shouldn't be so greedy, but this stuff is so delicious——"

Everyone looked at them strangely. Yang Yang, the expert negotiator, couldn't help but curse himself for being a beast. Look at what he had forced the fat man from the friendly country into. So he coughed and said, "Oh my god, you are our friendly country. Maybe we would charge a high price if we sold it to others, but we will definitely give you the cost. How about this, we still decide to give you 8,000 cups."

"What? 8,000 cups?" Wu La waved his hands repeatedly. "How can this be possible? In fact, I didn't charge you according to the cost price just now. I feel sorry for the friendship of our friendly country. We feel uneasy with 8,000 cups. So, giving us a maximum of 1,000 cups will be enough."

A thousand cups of beer weigh only a few hundred kilograms at most, less than 1 cubic meter. A tanker can be carried by one person, but it is used to exchange for food for thousands of people for ten days, and the beer is given away for free?

Now it was Jingshu and others' turn to feel guilty.