Chapter 330: Can fundraising be exchanged for guns?
As a man in a suit with a strong desire to survive, he acted like he had plenty of money and asked casually, "It's a good gun, but I don't know how much Captain Yan wants to sell it for? And how about the bullets?"
There was a crisp sound of slapping the table, and the fat officer shouted, "I like straightforward young people like you. I won't beat around the bush. These are indeed benefits for everyone, but you all know the current situation. The flooding hasn't completely passed, and before we can breathe a sigh of relief, this earthquake has come again. We have no food or supplies, so we have to hold a fundraising event."
"But it's not a free donation." The hook-nosed police officer said lightly beside him.
The fat officer echoed, "That's a must. So we've applied to the higher authorities to exchange all the guns and ammunition. Guns are priced at market value on the black market these days, and even more expensive are the bullets. They're no longer being made, so every use is a waste. So you have to seize this opportunity today."
The fat police officer's words made many people a little tempted. Although they were also a little wary and wondered if it was a trap or something, most people still remained on the sidelines. After all, everyone knew that supplies and food were in short supply at the moment, and if they were too conspicuous, they might be wiped out.
Only Jingshu's heart was beating fast, "Here it comes, it's coming, this insidious smiling tiger." For Jingshu and others, it was not Jingshu who was making fun of herself, but she was really just the leeks that the government released to grow fat, and when the time came, they would be harvested. They would not be cut too hard to avoid damaging their vitality and making them unable to grow again, nor would they be cut lightly, because there were too many people behind them waiting to be saved.
The fat officer pointed at the rifles, very satisfied with their deterrent effect, and said with a smile: "I believe everyone is familiar with these Type 95 assault rifles. Of course, in addition to these, there are also Type 56 submachine guns, Type 95 light machine guns, and even rocket launchers, armed helicopters, grenades, bombs, bulletproof vests, etc. As long as our three teams have them, they are all included. You can have whatever you want. As for bullets, don't worry, our three teams will keep a long-term stock available for you."
Finally, someone was tempted and asked, "How can we do this? Can those who donate more and those who donate less both get the same weapon?"
The fat officer slammed the table again. "That's a good question. The rules are very simple. Everyone, please look at the projector. The list on the left is the virtual currency converted from the donated materials. First, check how much you can donate and how much virtual currency it is worth. Write down a number and confirm it. This is the virtual currency you can currently use here.
Once the number is determined, it can only be lowered, not raised. So I remind everyone here to donate more, otherwise it will be very troublesome if you find that you don’t have enough when you want to exchange for equipment."
The hook-nosed officer added coldly, "I suggest you write more virtual currency. If you don't have enough, you can borrow it. You can even write us an IOU. If you don't use the points, there's no loss. But we only want supplies, not virtual currency."
The fat officer nodded. "Even if you ask for one million virtual coins, we will recognize that you can donate one million virtual coins."
Jingshu showed an expression of 'I believed your ghost' under the gas mask. These two old guys are very bad. Through this method, they can more clearly know how much wealth these people here have. After all, there are big loopholes in the tax bureau after the end of the world. The tax payment is also being improved, but it has lost control over many people.
Two years have passed, and control over the middle class is almost zero.
For example, the government doesn't know how much food each family has, what supplies they have, and so on. At this critical juncture, the government needs to know more so that it can make it easier to reap the benefits later. In general, Jingshu believes that this incident is a test before reaping the benefits, to see who can reap more and who can reap less.
"One pound of flour can make 25 steamed buns, which is equivalent to 50 virtual coins. It can indeed be exchanged for 50 virtual coins."
"Look, a Type 95 rifle costs just 1,500 virtual coins, and only costs 30 kilograms of flour. Is it really that cheap?"
"Look carefully, that's a low price, these are all going to be auctioned."
Jingshu
After carefully looking at the prices on the list on the left, you can see that they are normal prices, which are in line with the current price situation. However, if there is a disaster like this, the prices of supplies will increase and the virtual currency will depreciate. As a result, the prices of weapons will not be so cheap. However, even though the fat man just happened to tickle the sore spots of many people, the weapons are still in a priceless state!
Let alone them, Jingshu was actively getting weapons everywhere. If it wasn't for chance, Jingshu wouldn't be able to get so many weapons. Looking at so many weapons on the list, Jingshu felt itchy. However, when she thought of what Wang Dongpo said when he came in, she was instantly awakened. Yes, this time, I'm afraid it's an assessment of their strength and wealth, right?
Using weapons as bait, Jingshu was definitely tempted.
"Write the virtual currency and stick it on the sign above your seat. Think carefully, everyone. Once written, it cannot be changed. The total price of the auction cannot exceed the number on your sign." The fat police officer said with a smile.
The Smiling Tiger is vicious in this respect. Although they allow everyone to say "how much money I have" or even say "I have one million" right from the start, no matter how much you write, they are the ones who benefit.
For example, if you only have 100,000 yuan, but you write down 300,000 yuan, you will definitely have to control the price within 100,000 yuan in the end. However, others don’t know how much money you have or how much supplies you can donate. The result is an auction premium, which drives up the price of the item.
Generally speaking, this is also a way to stimulate consumption. It has a kind of momentum of "I'll write the IOU and ask for one million." If everyone has this momentum, won't the price of things be raised?
Some people are busy calculating how much money they can donate and how much virtual currency is appropriate.
Jingshu figured that the first bird to stick its head out would be the one to get hammered. Even if she wanted these weapons, she couldn't show off. Otherwise, it would just be unsold. Who had she accidentally understated the amount? Besides, she was going to the US this year, so she wouldn't have any weapons by then. Why spend extra money and expose her identity?
At this time, the hook-nosed police officer suddenly said: "We will select the person with the highest consumption and give him 4 as gifts, and then select the person with the lowest consumption." Haha.
What do you want to do by picking the last one? Many people looked over, including Jingshu.
That definitely wasn't a good thing, maybe even a punishment, Jingshu thought.
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