Chapter 643: The Great Tang Dynasty. Familiar Eyes
Chu An and Lao Chu got out of the car. Just in case, they asked Gu Ye to wait in the car to prevent anyone from stealing the car.
She and Lao Chu came to the front desk and fenced off an area under the electronic screen, blocking it with the telescopic security tape commonly seen in shopping malls.
There are no windows, but there are ten scales, each with a table and a chair next to it, and a heavy device on the table. There is a conveyor belt every three scales, but there is nothing on it and it is not turned on.
At this time, there were only people in front of three tables. One was selling clothes, one was selling ornaments dug out of the ground, and the last one was selling bicycles, which was exactly what Chu An wanted to buy that day.
Chu An walked directly to the staff member closest to him, a girl with a round face, round eyes, a tender face and a blessed look. She should be around 20 years old, probably a college student.
"What do you want to sell?" The girl's voice was clear and pleasant.
"I have 500 liters of gasoline and I want to exchange it for points," said Chu An.
"Gasoline?" The girl's eyes lit up immediately. "500 liters?"
Maybe because of excitement, her voice was a little high-pitched, and everyone around looked over. It had been a long time since anyone came to their place to exchange gasoline. One reason was that gasoline was becoming increasingly scarce, and the other was that the black market price was 30% higher than theirs.
"Yes, about 500 liters of gasoline."
The girl hurriedly stood up, pulled a plastic stool from behind her and placed it in front of Chu An.
The girl's name was Cui Tingting. She was a sophomore in Anshi during the heyday. Two years after the end of the world, she had graduated and was directly involved in the most intense competition for employment and survival. In the end, she found a job in the outer city base with the help of her father.
People in the inner city are not allowed to work outside on their own. If they want to work outside, they must be sent by the government and take the commuter bus arranged by the base to travel in and out of the inner and outer cities every day.
The same is true for doing business. People in the inner city can only take on government business in the outer city, and they need to bid.
"Okay, you sit down." Cui Tingting was a little excited.
She had been here for two months and had missed the time when the scavenging team delivered large quantities of supplies. The few people who came every day, for some reason, never came to her place. Chu An was the first person she received.
Although I didn't get any commission, I was still very happy.
"No thanks. How many points can I get for one liter of gasoline?"
"Sorry, sorry." Cui Tingting was a little embarrassed. "The price of gasoline is now 2 points per liter."
Chu An did not feel unhappy. Instead, he liked this festive little girl very much.
Filling a car with about 50-60 liters will only give you 100-120 points, which is definitely a walking money-eating beast.
"Well... my gasoline is of poor quality. The sulfur content exceeds the limit."
May dry out the engine.
Cui Tingting said "oh". She didn't know the sulfur content standard of gasoline, so she quickly took out the walkie-talkie to contact the director.
The people around also looked away. Although refined oil is difficult to obtain, it cannot be used directly, so its value is not that high.
After a while, a skinny man came out. He was over fifty years old, with gray hair and a pair of reading glasses on his nose.
He asked Chu An how much it exceeded the standard, and Chu An said she didn't know. The actual excess was at least 50 times, but she didn't want to appear to know too much.
Seeing that she had nothing, the director asked her to send the oil over for testing first, which would take about three days.
"Do you want to send just the samples, or all of them?" asked Lao Chu.
"I suggest you send them all here, and we'll just stay here after the test is done and transfer the points to your cards, saving you from having to make another trip."
Lao Chu: "It is convenient, but how can you ensure the safety of our supplies?"
"Don't worry, we are a government organization. We won't cheat you. We will give you a receipt."
It's not that Lao Chu doesn't trust them, but there are some things that must be said clearly, and let them know that they are not easy to fool. He looked at Xiao An and nodded.
Chu An agreed, "About how many points can be exchanged for one liter?"
The director pushed up his glasses and said, "The maximum score is no more than 1. Currently, we can only desulfurize by adsorption or extraction, which is very expensive."
She also had only a limited understanding of desulfurization technology, so she stopped dwelling on the issue and said, "I still have some cigarettes, how can I change them?"
cigarette?
The eyes around looked over again, more eagerly than before. How many people were forced to quit smoking because of the end of the world.
"50 Liqun."
This was not a static picture, but Chu An felt that the people around him were motionless, including the director in front of him.
"50 Yellow Crane Towers."
There was no gasping sound around, everyone was holding their breath, it was unbelievable, unimaginable. If they had so much smoke, how much fun it would be!
Old Chu pulled Chu An several times, fearing that his daughter had changed all the cigarettes. Chu An gave him a reassuring look.
"You...you really have it?" The director stuttered.
"We also found it by chance when we hid in a tobacco and alcohol store while on the run."
Good escape!
"Ahem...um...as for cigarettes..." The director was speechless for a long time. Cigarettes and alcohol are usually negotiated separately. As far as he knows, an ordinary pack of cigarettes can be priced up to 1,000 points.
"Here we charge 3 points for one stick, 60 points for a box, and 600 points for one strip." Cui Tingting said according to the price list, and then pulled up the device screen for Chu An to take a look.
Cigarettes are not a necessity, and no one would think of taking them when fleeing. But once settled down, everyone started to get itchy hands, and the prices went up to this high.
"Yes, yes, this is the market price." The director said hurriedly when he saw that Chu An had no objection to the price.
Market price?
If he hadn't added this, Chu An would have really believed it.
"So cheap?" Without waiting for Chu An to speak, Old Chu spoke first, "It seems that the inner city is 1,000 points each."
The director pursed his lips, thinking about how to keep this business with a low price. If he gave 1,000 points, he would not have much profit.
"You also said that, that's the price in the inner city." A male voice came from the stairs.
Chu An and Lao Chu looked up at the same time and saw two young men, no more than thirty years old, coming down from the second floor.
One is wearing a slightly wrinkled white shirt with a 8-point or 7-point navy blue trousers, a crew cut, and an average look. Another is wearing a more formal light blue shirt with normal black trousers, short hair, and a 3:7 split. He is not ugly, probably mainly because of his appearance.
The man in the blue shirt has a broad forehead, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, a straight nose, and thin rosy lips. He is definitely a handsome guy.
Chu An didn’t like his looks at all, but his peach blossom eyes seemed familiar.
"The man in the white shirt is the grandson of the Wang family." Old Chu whispered to Chu An, "In the inner city, he is considered... a rich second generation as they used to say. The Wang family has taken on a lot of government jobs."
Chu An hadn't seen anyone wearing a suit for a long time, and he had guessed that their identities were not simple. But so what, if he hadn't seen those eyes look familiar, he wouldn't have even taken a second look.
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