() Rong Xianxian pondered for a while. She would leave tomorrow. She only had a few hours in the afternoon. If she handed the things to someone like the slender man, she would not be able to make her vomit blood. This man is not capable of eating such goods.
The slender man saw Rong Xianxian stunned and silent. He was not sure whether he had guessed wrong. Rong Xianxian had no goods at all, or whether Rong Xianxian was unwilling to give up the benefits and was trying to find a way to reject him.
Anyway, judging from her appearance, I'm afraid I won't be able to trick her today.
The slender man rolled his eyes impatiently, "Okay, I'm going to go overboard here, but I still advise you, if you make a deal at this exchange, be careful that someone is following you when you go out!" I still have things to do and I don't have time to spend with her, so I threatened with some reluctance.
Rong Xianxian came back to her senses. She was having a headache about how to get the goods out of her hands. She didn't pay attention to the threats of the slender man, and she didn't intend to argue with him. Although the words of the slender man were not pleasant to listen to, he even threatened them. He was frightened and had a traitor in his heart, but his face was always gentle and gentle, and his tone was not fierce. He revealed a lot of information in his words, which also made Rong Xianxian more vigilant about the environment here.
Before coming here, I just wanted to exchange the monster corpses for resources. I was not sure how much resources these monster corpses could be exchanged for. Judging from the exchange list of the Monster Research Institute, these monster corpses in Rong Xianxian's hands could be exchanged for a lot. For military equipment, the acquisition personnel stationed at the exchange at the Monster Research Institute probably do not have this authority.
Rong Xianxian suddenly had a thought. Instead of fussing over and over again, it would be better to go directly to the top leader of the security area and the highest commander of the military area to discuss business and make a deal. Is it feasible? Liu Qingchen had mentioned to her before that the highest commander of the military region here, Yu Feng, was Liu Qingchen's comrade-in-arms.
Rong Xianxian was thinking and looking around.
This exchange covers a large area. In addition to the Monster Research Institute, the official store also has a Mutated Plant Research Institute, a Mutated Animal Research Institute, a department store, a large knife store that sells all kinds of knives, a firearms store that sells guns and ammunition, and even a There are stores that sell body armor and body armor.
Rong Xianxian also stayed in An District in her previous life, and had seen exchanges in different An Districts, but she never expected that at the beginning of the end of the world, firearms were sold openly and openly in the exchanges in Binyang An District. Although this was ordinary The effective lethality of firearms against monsters is very limited, and the price seems very expensive, but looking at the fiery eyes of the explorers staring at the firearms, you know that these firearms have given the explorers the motivation and hope to fight.
Most of the people queuing up in front of the store of the Institute of Mutated Plants were carrying medicinal bamboo baskets. Some of the plants in the bamboo baskets were arranged haphazardly, some were neatly arranged, some were filled to the brim, and some were in large baskets. The inside is covered.
Like the Monster Research Institute, there is a large curtain in front of the Mutant Plant Research Institute. The shape and characteristics of various mutant plants are painted on the screen. There are corresponding purchase prices under the plants. Most of the common plants can be used as medicine or food. Acquisition, prices vary.
The same unknown plant that is not on the map still sells for a lot of money even if its value is unknown.
There is not only an official trading department in the exchange, but there are also many small traders and vendors in the hall, either individually or in teams, with a wide variety of products, large and small, new, old, damaged, and used for food. There is everything to play with.
After all, the time of the apocalypse is still short, and Binyang'an District has not launched a unified currency. The transaction methods recognized by everyone, besides bartering, the most popular ones are food and work score cards issued by the base as currency units, and official transactions Departments uniformly use work points to price.
Rong Xianxian stopped and walked along the way and got a general understanding of the prices in the exchange.
Most personal stalls lay an old sheet or curtain on the floor, place the goods on it, negotiate the price, and then trade by yourself.
Those sky-high-priced weapons and armors in the official trading department have no appeal to Rong Xianxian. Compared with the clearly marked prices of the official trading department, Rong Xianxian was more interested in the individual stalls with messy goods. Along the way, she saw a lot of interesting things. Unfortunately, she had no work points, so she could only leave in frustration.
Rong Xianxian was carrying a cover-up backpack on her back. The backpack contained two packs of ham sausages weighing 80 grams each, a total of twenty pieces, and two large packs of instant noodles, each containing five bags. A bottle of soda, a bottle of multivitamin tablets, and a pack of monster bacon jerky that contains spiritual energy. Unfortunately, these are emergency food reserves that cannot be used easily.
In the space of her sachet, apart from the corpses of monsters to be sold, there were only two jars of aged old cellar puree, which were treasures in Ning Qingyun's wine cabinet.
Most of the fine wines collected by Ning Qingyun in the gorgeous and luxurious wine cabinet in Chongzhou's house were used by Rong Xianxian as alcohol to light the fire in the final battle. Instead, some canned beer was collected by Rong Xianxian as a source of drinking water. got up.
The last two jars of aged Laojiao puree were just fish that slipped through the net. After the giant bird battle, before Rong Xianxian left, she found these two jars of wine in the cracked wine cabinet and put them into the sachet space. .
Maybe we can see how much this wine can be sold for?
Rong Xianxian walked around the department store and took a breath of air. A jar of wine costs one hundred labor points, which is the same price as a pack of ham.
This Jiu Ning Qingyun treasure is not good. It was definitely worth a lot before the end of the world. Now it is equivalent to a pack of ham. Rong Xianxian’s current expression can be described as dumbfounded (refer to Erha’s expression of tilting his head, rolling his eyes and sticking out his tongue) ).
Immediately afterwards, Rong Xianxian felt a little lucky. Fortunately, she was angry at the time and deliberately confiscated the wine. Otherwise, it would be a big loss if it was just empty space and worthless. After all, she only had one sachet space at that time and could hold a lot of things. limited.
At the same time, Rong Xianxian also felt a little regretful. Her mist space was full of vehicles and she didn't bring it. Her sachet space was used to hold monster corpses. Except for the two jars of wine that were forgotten in the corner, there was no more. Something that can be exchanged. Otherwise, if she exchanges forty or fifty packs of ham for forty or fifty jars of good wine, she will definitely make a profit from now on!
Rong Xianxian felt that she would definitely lose money if she bought this wine now. She thought that if she had something that really appealed to her, she might as well exchange it with her emergency food reserves. Rong Xianxian made a helpless decision, hey, I don’t have any money in hand. It’s not that fun to go shopping anymore.
Rong Xianxian was walking and suddenly stopped in front of a personal stall. The stall owner was a skinny old man with a messy beard. The old man's eyes were cloudy and his face was full of sadness.
