Chapter 37 - Black market storm

The rule of the black market is still that ordinary people are not allowed to enter, Ji Yun can only stay outside the black market to watch the car. He didn't mind at all. He took out the brains, analyzed the data of "Craniotomy" one by one, and adjusted it in due course.

At this point every afternoon, the supernaturalists almost finished work. Everyone gathered in the black market by appointment, either to deal with the supplies obtained today, or to replenish the food, weapons, and gasoline they needed.

Wu Ye entered the black market for the first time. He simply felt that there were a lot of people in this place, and it was noisy and similar to the stalls in the city. Qin Wuhua, Yang Qi and others are considered regular customers. As soon as they entered the black market, they found that today's atmosphere was obviously not quite right. Several stalls that used to sell food and weapons are gone today. Everyone knows about these stalls. They know that it is the eyeliner of several high-level Lancheng who put on the black market. They don't sell much goods every day, but they are better at supplying them. Stable and fair price, to put it bluntly, it was used deliberately by the high-levels of Lancheng to appease and win over those with supernatural powers. On the other hand, these stalls have largely stabilized the prices of just-needed supplies on the black market.

It has been almost 1 year and 9 months since the outbreak of the end of the world, and it has been almost a year and a half since the establishment of the settlement of Lancheng. The survivors passed by like locusts, over and over again within a radius of two to three hundred kilometers of Lancheng. I don't know how many times the scattered villages and small towns have been searched. A year ago, everyone might still have the luck to catch the fish that slipped through the net, occasionally carrying a few bags of rice, corn grains, oil, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar back. right now? Now those ruined houses are so clean that even the mice have moved. Is it strange to have food?

At best, I was lucky. When I was on the mission, I encountered wild vegetables and dug some easily. If I wanted to drive to dig these things, I was guaranteed to lose all my pants. There are many mountains in Lancheng, and there are a lot of mutant beasts hidden on the mountains, but after the mutation, those guys become thief and cunning. Without a teacher, they understand the essence of the Communist Party's guerrilla warfare. If they can't beat them, they use the complex geographical environment on the mountains to escape. It's absolutely impossible to find a group of corpse hunters. The corpse hunters can die in a matter of minutes without even finding the bone scum. If any corpse hunter wants to go to the mountains to make a living by hunting, it is definitely the rhythm of playing lanterns in the toilet to find death.

There were not many gas stations in the countryside. Only the nearby national highways and provincial highways were scattered sporadically. The petrol, diesel, etc. had long been raided. These things that Lancheng is now selling are all purchased from the settlement of Qingyuan at a high price. In order to obtain this batch of energy, Ji Xiang organized more than 500 survivors to form a caravan to go north, and only less than 300 people were left after returning. It was true that every drop of oil was mixed with the blood of the dead.

The same is true for weapons. The only military factory in Lancheng is firmly controlled by the five major forces. The things produced by the military factory are not enough to consume. More than half of the thermal weapons in Lancheng are purchased from the capital through special guards at high prices. . The special guards only do business with high-level bases, and other people have no way of doing it.

Therefore, the three just-needed items on the black market are purely low-tax concessions specially given by the Lancheng high-level officials to the supernaturalists.

Now these stalls are gone if you don't, can you not rush?

Yang Lina is a woman, even if her face is not beautiful enough, she has a good figure with bumps, enough to make other male supernaturalists treat her politely. "Big brother, what is going on? Why are these fixed stalls not set up today? ?"

The middle-aged man, who was making noises in the crowd, glanced at Yang Lina, his face was a little under control, and said angrily: "It's not Zhou Sheng, Xu Yan, and Chen Baoguan. I bought the goods from those stalls. Damn it, I provoke me. I went back and smashed all of their stores!"

Zhou Sheng, Xu Yan, and Chen Baoguan are the leaders of the other three corpse hunters who have obtained the duty-free shops. Obviously, they have the same idea as Wu Ye, but is it too ugly? Isn't their approach clearly to be an enemy of the entire Lancheng superpowers?

However, since these three can be the leader of the corpse hunter, they certainly wouldn't be so stupid.

So, there should be someone behind it.

I have to say that the high-levels of Lancheng do not do things idiomatically, they first coaxed others to give you their lives, then turned around and came back to cheat others. From the standpoint of the ruler, they certainly do not want to share the profits in their hands. There is nothing wrong with doing so. But from the perspective of those who were pitted, Lancheng did a little too much.

The three companies have no fixed source of supply, and they will only make an intermediate tax difference if they sweep the goods from the black market and resell them. Ordinary rice and flour in the city are generally 1, 2 per catty of crystals. On the black market, the rice noodles that sell 3 crystals and 2 catties of rice noodles are just better in color. Take it back to the city to sell at most 2 crystals per catty, but resell it for a thousand. Only a catty of grain can earn 500 crystals. It can be seen that the profit is thin, and it can also be seen that the top management of Lancheng is sinister.

After all, a team of corpse hunters like Zhou Sheng and the others with hundreds of people can obtain 500 crystals in the hunting area. It is a matter of minutes. Can they be guilty of opposing the entire Lancheng superpowers for such a small benefit?

After Yang Lina thanked the man, she asked Wu Ye: "Boss, what shall we do now?" Yang Lina stood on the position of the newly acquired duty-free shops, and it was easy to figure out the tricks in it.

Wu Ye frowned and said, "Regardless of them, we will continue to buy ours. Don't touch food, weapons, and other things at almost the same price." Anyway, he didn't intend to make money from the black market.

"Qian Xin, you sell salt first. You used to sell 65 crystals. Today, you can take a whole and sell 70." Salt on the black market has always been scarce, and the top executives are willing to sell only a small portion. Today they didn't even set up their stalls, and he took the opportunity to increase the price in response to market demand.

When Wu Ye returned home for the first time, he left Qin Wuhua 240 kilograms of salt. He had hardly moved. Now the small store is not moving, and he urgently needs the crystal core, which happened to be sold on the black market.

Qian Xin closed his abdomen and raised his buttocks to salute the army: "Yes, boss!" His voice was full of breath, and was not at all covered by the noise of lifting the roof.

Wu Ye's ears hurt when he yelled, and he waved his hand to let him leave.

Qian Xin randomly found an empty place to sit on the floor, took out 100 bags of 1 catty salt in the canvas bag, and piled it up. He sank in his dantian, and shouted, "Selling salt, selling salt! 70 crystals." One pack! Sell it cheaply, sell it cheaply! There are only 100 packs, so please hurry!"

The noise in the hall was like being suddenly pressed by the pause button, and it was strangely silent for two seconds.

Wu Ye subconsciously raised his head and looked at the roof, and as expected, a bunch of dust fell down.

Yang Qi shook his head and smiled: "It's a pity that Qian Xin didn't learn a tenor in his voice!"

Qin Wuhua remembered the previous activities in the army. Qian Xin likes to perform singing. Every time he speaks, everyone is killed in battle. It is absolutely crying and begging to shut him up.

"Don't sing before Qian Xinmian, or you will regret it."

After Qian Xin awakened the wind power, his ears were very sensitive, and he whispered: "The boss is really unkind. I sing a bit off tune, but it's not as bad as what he said. Yang Qi knows the goods and goes back tonight. Show him a few hands."

Yang Qi didn't know, but he just said casually that the next days would be so sad. In the future, whenever he thinks about this, he can't help but slap his mouth: make you talk more, make you talk more.

"Little big brother, take a look at my watch. This is the new Omileka 2012, platinum and 18K rose gold. It will sell for more than 5 million before the end of the world. This watch is 80% new. If you like me, I will sell it at a cheaper price. you."

Wu Ye took it and looked at it. He hadn't heard of the brand Omile, but this watch looks a bit like Patek Philippe's 5102PR. Even the design of the sapphire cover and the movement of the celestial bodies are very similar, that is, the strap has become pure platinum. The price is twice as expensive as 5102PR, and the appearance is really exquisite.

"Now this kind of good thing is rare in Lancheng, I promise..."

Wu Ye impatiently listened to his tongue: "Just tell me how much you plan to sell?"

"You see this watch is so new, I haven't worn it a few times after I bought it, so let me give you 30,000 crystals and I will sell it to you cheaply."

Wu Ye directly returned the watch to him: "It's funny, the zombies on the watch strap are not clean."

"Where? There are no zombies, don't talk nonsense if you can't afford it!" Otherwise, I will beat you. Seeing Qin Wuhua with a cold face next to Wu Ye, the stall owner swallowed the words behind wittily.

There are just over a thousand people in Lancheng, the ones standing at the top, and anyone with a little better news will hear a little. Therefore, Qin Wuhua doesn't know those people, but many people know that he is one of the four Tier 3 ability players in Lancheng, and the lightning system with the strongest attack power. The stall owner obviously knew Qin Wuhua, but took the watch back in dissatisfaction, and said nothing. Wu Ye is actually right. His watch was indeed just taken off the wrist of a zombie today. The zombie not only has a famous watch, but also wears several gemstone rings. Thinking of his rare good fortune today, the stall owner was immediately relieved.

Wu Ye was too lazy to break with him, turned around and went to the next stall.

"Little big brother, look at my clothes. They are all brand new. They are available for men, women and children. They are all sold cheaply." A young man in his twenties greeted warmly.

The clothes were neatly folded and packed in transparent evacuated plastic bags. Wu Ye took one and took a closer look. It was indeed brand new.

"Where did these goods come from? Can I take them apart and have a look?" Wu Ye asked.

"Let's take a look. We got these goods from Qingmin County. A dozen younger brothers have died." The young stall owner sighed.

He didn't hide his personal information, and directly told the origin of the goods. Qingmin County is the closest county to Lancheng, and it can be reached by car in three hours under normal circumstances. The zombies there are so cruel. Everyone knows that there are good things in the county, but how many people can get them with their lives? They visited more than 30 people this time, and they only touched the outskirts of the county seat. Once they went there, they crossed a dozen people in. Only when they had time to vacate a clothing store, they couldn't bear the attack of the zombies and fled dingy. Twenty of them divided equally among the carts of clothes they grabbed, and one of them divided more than 30 pieces, all of them were down jackets and thick cotton-padded coats from the winter before the end of the world.

Others are hoarding to wait for a higher price in winter, but his sister is sick and needs money urgently, otherwise he would not risk going to the county. The harvest of this trip was not as good as he expected, so I just wanted to get rid of the urgent need when he sold the goods.

The quality of the clothes looked pretty good. Wu Ye asked, "How much are these clothes? It's cheaper. I want them all." It's about to enter September. It will be cold in a long time. I believe there will be people. These clothes are needed.

The young stall owner did not expect to meet a major customer. He was anxious to get rid of it. After thinking about it, he said, "No matter how big or small, 50 crystals per piece."

Fifty crystals is equivalent to two catties of pork. Although these down jackets are not brand-name goods, the quality feels good, and they shouldn't have been sold for such a small amount of money. However, it was winter when the end of the world broke out. Last year, it was too cold and everyone couldn't take care of so much. After killing the zombies, they stripped many of the zombies, washed them and disinfected them. Therefore, few people will pay for winter clothes. Over time, some of the corpse hunters who won on the starting line have accumulated some wealth, so it is hard to say what will happen this year.

Seeing Yang Lina nodded slightly at him, Wu Ye said, "Okay, just order the goods at the price you said."

"Okay!" The young stall owner hurriedly showed Wu Ye these clothes one by one, a total of 36 winter clothes, 1,800 crystals. Wu Ye grabbed almost a few crystals from the mountaineering bag and handed them to Yang Lina to let her settle the account with the stall owner slowly.

"Little big brother is so refreshing, my name is Peng Zijun, can we make friends?" Peng Zijun has a bit of eye-sight, and he has recognized Wu Ye as the guy whose marksmanship alarmed the special guard in the siege. Once he happened to be fighting near Wu Ye. After seeing the amazing scene where he swept zombies with a heavy machine gun, he could not figure out how his small body could completely control the heavy machine gun with amazing recoil, plus Wu Ye's facial features. It's so outstanding, it's hard to forget it.

"Wu Ye." The Second Young Master was about to stretch out his hand to shake hands with each other, one hand held Peng Zijun's hand in a thunderous manner, "Qin Wuhua."

"Hello, hello." Emma, ​​the legendary third-order thunder system supernatural power! I will never wash my hands when I go back tonight!

Wu Ye gave Qin Wuhua a weird look, only to hear him say calmly: "There seems to be someone selling tablet brains over there. Would you like to go and take a look?"

"EnEn!" The Second Young Master instantly remembered that little doubt. Since he gave the little prince to Wu Li, he hasn't played Star Wars games again, and his hands are a little itchy.

When the Second Young Master hadn't noticed, Yang Qi looked at Qin Wuhua with an ambiguous gaze, and Qin Wuhua returned him with a warning look. Yang Qi rubs his nose angrily, we don't have the same knowledge of men who have a crush + unrequited love.

Bet on a cucumber, Qin Wuhua's 'good day' is yet to come.

"Have you installed games in these brains?" There are ten brains in the stall, but they are all second-hand goods, and they are not new to the little prince. The model is also the old model of the second generation of Qingyu before the little prince. .

The young stall owner was very dull, so he picked three of them and handed them to Wu Ye. Wu Ye opened them one by one and looked at them. The games of these brains are not as complete as the little prince. Among them, there is only one with Wu Ye's favorite Star Wars game. He tried it and the game runs smoothly. There is no problem with the machine itself, it is the Q version of Zhi. The little-headed man was a bit dazed, and he sent instructions to move. He was not as humane as the little prince and would still actively communicate with his master.

"How much is one? I want it all. It's cheaper." Wu Ye already knows that on this plane, the tablet brain is not as valuable as he thought, and the popularity before the end of the world is comparable to that of the mobile phone of the sky. And now in the Lancheng settlement, many people with a little better condition have one in their hands.

"500 crystals, total." The young stall owner's voice was rough and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.

Like.

Wu Ye's little prince only bought 65 crystal cores, he thought it was a bit expensive: "450."

The young stall owner did not speak, only shook his head.

Forget it, only 50 crystal nuclei, "500 is 500, Yang Qi, help me inspect the goods."

"Okay, boss."

Wu Ye gave him some crystal nuclei and then went to the next booth. Picking and picking, Wu Ye bought some rare lipsticks and pressed powders; instant noodles and biscuit snacks on the edge of expiration that the corpse hunters did not know where they got; expensive stomach medicine, gunpowder, and heart-relief pills; Ji Yun They may use mechanical parts and tools; there are also some blue and white porcelain vases that are said to be antiques, diamond rings taken from the hands of zombies, diamond necklaces, jade and white jade, and so on. Coming out of the black market, Wu Ye not only emptied his own pockets, but the little younger brothers also contributed all their private money.

What Wu Ye is most satisfied with is that the four only spent 500 crystals to buy blue and white porcelain vases. Wu's mother has nothing to do with collecting antiques. When the second youngest looked at X-point Jian Baowen and looked crazy, she also talked to his mother. After asking for some knowledge of appreciating treasures, he learned it silly, but the antiques in the collection of Wu's mother somehow made him practice two points of vision. He vaguely felt that the four blue and white porcelain vases he bought today were a hundred times more exquisite than the Yuan blue and white vase that his uncle's precious life was like the lifeblood of.

The feeling of picking up leaks is so cool!

The Second Young Master returned home with great energy, and handed over the items to be sold in the store to Zeng Xin. After hearing Wu Ye's purchase price, Zeng Xin frowned and said, "Boss, these items are too expensive to purchase. I'm afraid I won't make much money selling it in the store."

Wu Ye said: "There is no way. The black market will not sell at this price. If you look at the same price, you can sell it. You can make a few."

"Yes, boss."

After Zeng Xin, Chen Zhaoyang and their Wife moved into the small building, Chen Zhaoyang's Wife took the initiative to take on the housework at home. Zeng Xin's Wife Chen Yunyun witnessed his son being bitten by a zombie dog and turned into a zombie, and then he was brutally killed by Husband. There was a mental problem. When Chen Yunyun was awake, she would help Little brother's daughter-in-law Wang Suyun with housework. When she was confused, she would hold an old doll and call her son's name and teach him to talk and play with him. It was not too noisy. After living in the small building, she often stared at the well-behaved An An in a daze. For a short time, she did not know whether it was good or bad. Wang Suyun was afraid that she would cause trouble, and would always pay attention to her when she was busy. What's wrong.

Before the end of the world, Wang Suyun was a spoiled little girl in the family and a professional woman. After marriage, he often went to his sister's house with Chen Zhaoyang. He rarely cooks it by himself, and his cooking skills are very ordinary. Compared with Professor Li, it is far behind. .

Wu Ye picked up his mouth, only half-filled, took the leaks he picked up today and went home with Qin Wuhua.

"Not full?" Qin Wuhua asked him narrowly when he got home.

Wu Ye wrinkled his face bitterly, how pitiful he looked like, "Yeah, the twice-cooked pork made by Sister Wang is too salty, the pickled cabbage soup is too sour, and the cabbage is too spicy. Just a potato shreds tastes barely enough. I'm hungry while still climbing the stairs."

Qin Wuhua looked at his messy and fluffy hair again, did not hold back, reached out and rubbed two of them, then retracted his hand before the second master fry the hair, and smiled: "I know you can't get enough to eat, I took some specially. When the flour and meat come back, do you want to eat dumplings or fried stuffed pie?"

The Second Young Master's eyes widened: "Will you still make these?!" The cold-hearted iceberg man would even make dumplings and make stuffed pie, which is the rhythm of the male god's disillusionment!

Qin Wuhua raised his eyebrows: "If I said I would still make ramen noodles, would you be more surprised?"

The second young man's mouth opened decisively into an 'O' shape.

Qin Wuhua finally took his eyes away from his moist and plump lips, and rubbed Er Shao's head again with his hands: "Let's talk, I can cook whatever you want."

"I want to eat dumplings! I want thin-skinned dumplings and big stuffing, let me help you!" Er Shao thought of the taste of dumplings dipped in vinegar and sesame oil, and swallowed uncomfortably. He seems to be hungry.

"Can you make dumplings?"

Er Shao shook his head.

"Can you chop stuffing?"

"I haven't chopped it before, but I can study now." Er Shao is rarely so diligent, his peach blossom eyes are covered with a soft water color by the orange light, and his white and porcelain face seems to glow.

Looking at the beauties under the light is indeed more and more beautiful.

Qin Wuhua looked away almost embarrassedly, his ear tips were so red that he was about to bleed, and he calmly said, "Since you don't know anything, don't go to the kitchen and make trouble for me. You can play games for a while, and I'll be better after a while. Call you."

"Wuhua, you are so kind, come, kiss! Mua!"

Kiss one

One

A

Second, I saw him Qin Wuhua stunned and realized that he owed his mouth again: "So what, I'm sorry, don't get me wrong. I often talk to my mother like this at home, and my mouth will be quick if I am not careful. "

With my mom.

well.

Qin Wuhua suddenly leaned in front of Wu Ye, staring at him sharply, and whispered: "But what should I do if I really misunderstand now? En?"

The icy tail sound made the second young man's heart tremble, and the second young man stammered: "Misunderstanding, what's wrong?" The Little younger brother suddenly became evil and tyrannical. Is it swollen? The style is wrong, dear!

"What do you mean?" Qin Wuhua saw that the two young masters were about to shrink into a ball of shrimps, and suddenly laughed: "I'm kidding you, I think it scares you."

"Asshole, who said I'm scared. Why don't you just give it a kiss? What's great, it's all men who don't know how to lose meat, who's afraid of anyone!" Er Shao jumped on the sofa, pressing Qin Wuhua's shoulders and squeezing With his mouth condescendingly rushed, Qin Wuhua didn't even react, and suddenly his face was touched by something soft and slippery.

The Second Young Master saw Qin Wuhua's cold and serious face that was ripening at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. He immediately smiled and lay on the sofa, only to not roll over: "Hahaha, you are actually shy, hahaha , Why are you so funny and blushing, hahahahaha, you won't be so old or you are good? Hahaha..."

The furious special veteran shut up the Second Young Master for a second: "Do you still want to eat dumplings?"

The second young man immediately corrected his attitude, suffocated a smile, and made a zipper movement on his mouth.

Qin Wuhua turned around and walked to the kitchen, Wu Er Shao's suffocated laughter came from behind: "Wu Hua..."

"What's wrong?" The special veteran's cold magnetic voice revealed a trace of uncontrollable irritation.

"It's okay, I just want to say that you forgot to take that bag?" The second youngest pointed to the plastic bag next to the sofa that was filled with flour, meat and other things.

Qin Wuhua: "..."

One day he will tidy up this little bastard!

Qin Wuhua was making dough in the kitchen and he could hear Wu Ye's heartless laughter. He shook his head helplessly, his eyes filled with gentle smiles, and his actions became more rapid.

After a while, Wu Ye rubbed his aching stomach while calling out the control panel——

Mandatory task: Complete 30 total skills with your comrades within today. The task has been completed, whether to receive the reward.

Wu Ye pressed "Yes" nervously.

Task rating: E.

Task reward: 250 points, low-level protective clothing X1.

The name of low-level protective clothing seemed familiar. He remembered that it was in the novice package that the system showed him.