Chapter 207 Brother, Do You Want Feces?
"Brother, you are here!"
When the time agreed upon by Meng Ci and Zheng Yan arrived, Meng Ci and Chen Que arrived at the agreed place.
When Zheng Yan saw Meng Ci and Shen Que, his eyes lit up and he waved and called out to them from afar.
After all, there are not many people around, so there is no need to be cautious.
Because Qiezi didn't come, Meng Ci took a fly surveillance camera to check the situation everywhere, making sure there was no one else there before coming out.
Meng Ci also saw behind Zheng Yan, there was a machine that was more than one meter long and half a meter wide. Judging from its shape, it seemed to be an oil press.
“Brother, our boss only got this oil press these days.”
“Although it’s small, it’s absolutely no problem to use.”
Zheng Yan patted the oil press beside him and assured the two of them.
Meng Ci walked around the oil press. The surface of the machine looked quite old, but some of the parts looked quite new.
Meng Ci trusted Zheng Yan more, so he paid for the remaining supplies.
Zheng Yan looked at the cigarette and condom in his hand, his eyes narrowed into slits with laughter.
"Brother, don't worry. Although this thing is old, it will definitely work."
"One month warranty."
"If you have any questions later, you can find me at the item exchange point or the points exchange point."
Meng Ci nodded to show that he understood.
"When can your boss get the flour mill?"
Zheng Yan said with a somewhat sad face: "This thing is more difficult."
"Our boss said that there is no factory producing flour in City M. If you need it, you may have to wait a long time."
"Because he wants to take people to other cities to look for them."
"Okay!" Meng Ci patted the flour grinder beside him and then explained the benefits.
"If your boss can find it, I'll give you an extra cigarette and an extra bottle of wine."
In fact, Meng Ci’s decision to purchase a flour mill and an oil press was a well-thought-out one.
It is actually very easy to deceive people like Zheng Yan who do not work in the government by saying that they grow wheat or rapeseed.
However, the authorities are not so easily fooled.
After all, Meng Ci and Shen Que neither rented land from the base nor often left the base, and the villa occupied a small area.
The two of them really had no suitable place to farm, and if they suddenly took out wheat, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.
More importantly, the apocalypse has lasted for so long that the land has long lost its activity, and the wheat seeds planted are extremely difficult to germinate.
Even if it sprouts, the wheat that grows will be dry and fruitless.
The wheat grown in Meng Ci's space is full of plump grains.
Therefore, Meng Ci was not willing to take crops such as wheat to the government in exchange for supplies, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.
As for why flour mills and oil presses are needed at this moment, it is because the flour in the space has been consumed. While people can still move freely, we should take the machines back for later use.
In the zombie era, people's movements are restricted, and asking people to find machines will probably cost more materials.
Moreover, the natural disasters and zombies only lasted for a few years, but it took more than ten years for the soil to recover and people's lives to gradually improve.
The food Meng Ci originally prepared was calculated based on ten years' worth of food.
But now there is one more man and one more wolf, and maybe there will be one more dog in the future.
These three are guys with big appetites.
So Meng Ci could only sigh helplessly and shoulder the burden of replenishing food.
Of course, the hard work of farming was left to Shen Que.
Meng Ci himself is only responsible for technical work.
"No problem, big brother!"
"We will find the mill, just wait and see."
Zheng Yan has great confidence in the boss's ability, and the exchange price has increased again, so the boss will definitely agree.
Therefore, Zheng Yan patted his chest and made a promise.
Before leaving, Meng Ci returned Zheng Yan's points card to him.
Zheng Yan shook his head and quickly stepped back.
"Brother, please keep this points card for now."
"I don't need it yet."
Meng Ci's face was full of confusion.
Zheng Yan smiled and rubbed his hands, saying, "My food and drink these past few days have all been paid for by the boss."
"So, big brother, you keep this points card first."
Zheng Yan’s idea was simple. He had more than 3,000 points in his points card, so his daily expenses would be covered by his boss.
Then he can save the 3,000 points in his card. In case he can’t do the reselling business in the future, this will be his protection.
The corner of Meng Ci's mouth twitched. He didn't expect this guy to be so cunning, but he still put the points card away.
"Okay!" Meng Ci agreed.
After Zheng Yan said goodbye to the two people, he was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, he walked a few steps and turned back, looking at the two of them expectantly.
"Brothers, do you sell feces?"
"Especially your wolf's feces."
Meng Ci frowned, "What do you want feces for?"
After saying this, Meng Ci came back to his senses and secretly regretted his own stupidity.
The purpose of collecting feces at this time is simply to make compost for farming.
Of course, it is mainly purchased by the government, then handed over to professionals for composting, and finally applied to the fields.
Zheng Yan said: "We collect these in order to sell them to the authorities."
The government purchases feces, and every ten kilograms can be exchanged for ten points.
However, due to the high temperature and the fact that people eat less in the apocalypse, excretion also decreases accordingly.
If feces is left for a long time, the whole house will stink.
Therefore, Zheng Yan and others took on the task of collecting feces.
By collecting the feces from each household, you can accumulate a lot and exchange it for a large number of points.
All they gave to the residents was a handful of flour or rice.
Meng Ci shook his head and said, "We won't sell it."
"Okay." Zheng Yan said regretfully, but soon realized his oversight and patted his forehead.
"Yes, you grow crops yourself, so you need manure, of course."
Then, Zheng Yan thought about Meng Ci and the others’ farming.
"Then why don't we cooperate?"
"We can sell the collected feces to you. As for the price, rest assured that we will give you the lowest price."
Meng Ci was speechless for a while. This man looked well-mannered, but why did he talk about shit all the time?
"No need, we have enough for ourselves!"
"If you have nothing to do, please go ahead!"
Meng Ci began to order everyone to leave.
"Okay." Zheng Yan said regretfully.
"If you need anything in the future, feel free to contact me!"
Zheng Yan said goodbye to the two people and this time he really left.
However, Meng Ci and Shen Que did not leave in a hurry. Instead, they drove the car here and waited until it was completely dark. After making sure that there was no one around, they put the things into the space and left.
After returning home, Meng Ci and Shen Que entered the space and began to study the oil press.
There is enough power in the space, so there is no need to worry about power consumption.
Fortunately, the oil press is easy to operate and produces oil quickly.
Looking at the yellow oil, a smile appeared on Meng Ci's face.
No need to worry about food and drink anymore!
Therefore, he urged Shen Que to plant some more rapeseed.
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