There are luxury goods in the wasteland such as cigarettes, alcohol, perfumes, and cosmetics, daily necessities such as oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar, as well as medicines, cold weapons, etc., but there are no technological products.
The fruits really opened Zhao Qianli's eyes. There were lychees he had eaten before, as well as apples, pears, mangoes, pineapples... nearly 100 kinds of fruits.
Did Ms. Tang find a well-preserved pre-war warehouse? But how did these fruits survive?
After reading the list, Zhao Qianli said to Tang Qingxi, "I can sell you 500 grams of helium-3, and you can give me one ton of each of these fruits."
"Impossible! You're asking exorbitant prices! These fruits are all fresh. Where can you find such fresh fruits these days? Ten kilograms of each fruit at most."
"It's too little. Helium-3 is a non-renewable resource. Every time we use it, it becomes less. Our family doesn't have much in reserve."
"My fruit is irreplaceable."
"That's too little. Fruit is only edible, and it's gone once you eat it."
"How dare you say you bought the fruit but didn't cultivate it?"
"We will try to cultivate it, but we may not be able to cultivate it. If we can't cultivate it, then it will be in vain."
"If you can't cultivate it, that's your problem. We shouldn't have to bear the consequences."
"Ten pounds is too little. It should be at least 500 pounds."
Half an hour later, the two sides reached an agreement: 100 kilograms of each fruit in exchange for 500 grams of helium-3.
Tang Qingxi paid a ton of white wine, a ton of red wine, and a lot of luxury goods for the production line and nuclear fusion reactor.
After the deal was settled, the production line and the nuclear fusion reactor were transported into the warehouse, and Sun Jiaojiao put the helium-3 into a storage container and carried it with her.
As soon as Zhao Qianli left, another businessman walked in.
After entering, he asked directly: "I heard Zhao Rongxuan say you have fruit here. Do you still have any?"
Tang Qingxi was feeling great after finishing a lucrative business. When he heard someone else coming to his door, he hurriedly and warmly welcomed them.
"Yes, yes, yes. How much do you need? We don't accept cash here. We barter. What do you want in exchange?"
"I make protective clothing. Do you need any?"
"Yes, yes. What kind are there? How much are they?"
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West Sea City,
In just ten days, the city was completely transformed, and Xihai City no longer looked dilapidated as it had before.
The street has been completely transformed, and green plants bought from supermarkets are planted on both sides of the street. The lush greenery makes people feel good just by looking at it.
The shops on both sides of the street sell exotic goods bought from supermarkets. From time to time, you can see people wearing animal skins. They are nomads from nearby tribes. This city welcomes everyone to enter.
A boss bought a truckload of hot pot base from a supermarket and turned his shop into a hot pot restaurant.
Mutated beasts generally have a bad taste, but under the cover of chili peppers, they become delicious. The food in hot pot restaurants has been very good these days.
"Boss, give me another plate of meat."
"Boss, give me a plate of that tofu. This hot pot tastes really good."
"That's right, hey, has anyone been to the supermarket over at Sunset Lake?"
"I've been there, I've been there. I took a broken prosthetic limb and wanted to exchange it for a piece of fruit." said a bearded man.
"Hahaha……"
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