Shen Yan said: "The remaining nine great artifacts to control the country."
"Golden ornaments of the Sun God Bird, Western Zhou Dynasty Gui, Five Oxen Pictures, Pingfu Tie, Qin Stone Drum Inscriptions."
"And, a bronze Daliren."
Even the names are treasures condensed by history. Listening to them is like feeling the weight of history.
As an archaeologist, knowing them and understanding them is a source of pride from the bottom of my heart.
Of course, Shen Yan only mentioned them. If he went into detail, he could talk about each one for three days and three nights.
The car became quiet.
The weather was really hot, so Shen Yan rested calmly.
Zhao Kuo touched his baby bumps and felt a little uncomfortable. The key was that the story Shen Yan told was so nice that he was a little shaken.
There are a bunch of fake holy artifacts, but he still treats them as treasures.
He glanced at Shen Yan from time to time, not knowing whether he expected what Shen Yan said to be true or false.
Shen Yan actually had something he wanted to tell Zhao Kuo.
Taking out the shriveled wheat cake he was given in the morning, Shen Yan said, "How about we change one of the meals for the day into noodles?"
"Wheat cakes are also very expensive. The same wheat cakes can almost make a bowl of noodles." Shen Yan explained that he also knew the situation of the mercenary group and could not come up with any unrealistic and extravagant ideas.
Zhao Kuo came to his senses and did not answer directly. Instead, he pointed to the sky outside the skylight above his head: "It is extremely hot this year, and the harvest of the farmland outside the city will be greatly affected."
"In other words, the price of food will soon rise."
"Even if the cloth we brought back is sold quickly, we can only exchange it for food that is barely enough to survive. This is still the case where food prices remain unchanged."
It would be impossible to sell all the two truckloads of cloth in a short time. By the time they are sold out, the price of food will have risen by an unknown amount.
The end result is that they cannot exchange the expected amount of food.
The noodles do taste good, but because they are easy to swallow, you tend to eat more of them unconsciously.
In the current situation, first of all, you have to buy as much as possible and store it while food prices are still stable, and don't wait until prices rise to buy again.
Second, increase revenue and reduce expenditure as much as possible to offset the impact of rising food prices.
Shen Yan was a little confused, so even eating noodles was a luxury for him?
This is not okay.
Shen Yan: "Actually, we can make money with money and food with food. Storing food may not be the only way out."
The principle is the same, just like some people put their money in banks, and some people use their money, and it grows bigger and bigger like a snowball.
There are pros and cons. It is safe to put money in the bank, but the income will basically not change. If you use the money, you have unlimited possibilities. The shortcomings are also obvious. The risk will increase, and you will have to admit your profits and losses.
Shen Yan naturally had his reasons for saying this.
"I see that there are many people selling wheat cakes on the street. Since there is such a business, it means that you can make some money."
"Our noodles taste better than wheat cakes but use similar ingredients. I believe we can have a better market than wheat cakes."
"We can sell noodles."
"In such a big mercenary city, if we are the only one selling noodles, the business should be good."
Business is naturally the most profitable.
Zhao Kuo was stunned for a moment.
He couldn't help but think of the taste of the noodles last night. As far as he was concerned, for the same price of a meal, he was naturally willing to spend the money on noodles with better taste.
His eyes couldn't help but light up. The two carts of cloth they brought back could not be exchanged for enough food. They had to find a way to make up for this gap, and selling noodles was a good solution.
Of course, there are some problems that need to be solved.
"Like last night, minced meat on the noodles? The price of meat is too high, which will raise the price of a bowl of noodles a lot."
The Mercenary City is more like the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group. Eating wheat cakes with minced meat is like Chinese New Year. They will only choose the most affordable consumption, even if the wheat cakes don’t taste as good as noodles, but in After the price difference, they will still be more inclined to choose wheat cakes.
Zhao Kuo walked towards the sunroof as he spoke: "Get on the roof of the car and talk."
Shen Yan: "What?"
It's so hot outside.
Zhao Kuo: "Guard the stall."
Cloth stalls do not have enough force as a deterrent and are easily coveted.
Sitting on the roof of the car, it was indeed hot, but there was a tiger and a leopard for Shen Yan to masturbate.
Starting work left and right, life at its peak.
These two beasts are Zhao Kuo's heroic spirits. Shen Yan probably knows something about the heroic spirits. He will not attack people randomly without Zhao Kuo's signal.
From time to time, people come to ask for prices at the cloth stalls. The Mercenary City does not produce cloth itself, so these two carts of cloth are worth a lot of money. Think about it, it took three months to transport them back across the desert and faced various dangers.
But in fact, in terms of daily income, it may not be that high.
The Haw Par Mercenary Group originally counted on these two carts of cloth to feed forty or fifty people.
Regarding the question raised by Zhao Kuo, Shen Yan thought for a while: "Meat doesn't necessarily have to be put on the noodles."
But if you make pure noodles, the taste will drop a lot. After all, the seasonings are only oil and salt, and pure noodles require a full meal, which consumes more ingredients.
"I see there are people selling vegetables. I wonder what the price of vegetables is?"
A bowl of small noodles, blanched with two vegetables, the combination of white, white and green is also good, just like the Yangchun noodles in ancient times.
Zhao Kuo: "Those are wild vegetables, which are much cheaper than food. However, the supply of wild vegetables is unstable. The cultivated land around the mercenary city is very limited. They are all used to grow food. No waste will be used to grow vegetables."
Shen Yan said "Oh" and then asked doubtfully: "Then where do the wild vegetables they sell come from?"
Logically speaking, if there were any wild vegetables around, they would have been dug up long ago. Where would there be any chance of putting them on the market for sale?
People who live in poverty will not let go of this natural gift.
Zhao Kuo's expression became strange, and he looked towards the direction of the Emerald Jungle outside the city: "Some mercenary groups will enter the Emerald Jungle to poach from the Spirit Tribe, and these wild vegetables are basically brought out of the jungle. "
"Have you seen those wild beasts sold on the street? Except for the pork, which is raised by the mercenary group, the rest are basically poached. It is not easy to encounter wild beasts that come out of the emerald jungle."
I was lucky enough to encounter a wild beast outside the jungle. It probably went straight into my stomach, and there was no need to sell any extra.
Shen Yan thought to himself, it seems that the relationship between the spirits and humans in the jungle is poor, not only for historical reasons, but also for other reasons.
Zhao Kuo: "The Spirit Race has a long lifespan, but it is extremely difficult to give birth. Their population is limited and they cannot guard the entire Emerald Jungle. This has created some gaps. The Emerald Jungle is rich in resources, and many mercenary groups will take risks. Try, especially when food is scarce..."
To put it bluntly, it is the robbing of resources derived from poverty.
In fact, human history is a process of competition for resources.
It's all about survival.
Shen Yan thought about it for a while. For Yangchun noodles, the fresher the vegetables, the better.
It has to be purchased every day, but currently it seems that this is not possible due to unstable food sources.
But there is no solution.
"We can purchase wild vegetables in advance and make them into sauerkraut."
“The pickled cabbage noodles also taste very good.”
Just thinking about it makes my mouth water. A chopstick of noodles is mixed with chopped sauerkraut. The taste of the mixture is simply amazing.
Zhao Kuo: "?"
What are pickled cabbage noodles?
In order to be able to eat it, Shen Yan naturally had to encourage him. When Aunt Dong made pancakes last night, the salt was put in as if it were free. In other words, the salt should not be valuable, so the cost-effectiveness of making sauerkraut would not be hindered.
In fact, there is a large bay outside the Mercenary City, which makes salt a major feature of the Mercenary City. Mercenary groups from other cities passing by will also transport some salt from the Mercenary City.
Just as Shen Yan was about to speak, Zhao Kuo's eyes suddenly glanced at the sky, his eyes solemn as never before.
Shen Yan was startled by Zhao Kuo's sudden reaction.
It was also at this time that the originally bustling mercenary city fell silent.
The sudden silence of a city is such a strange feeling.
Countless mercenaries raised their heads and looked into space.
Shen Yan was confused, what happened?
Follow everyone's gaze to the sky.
Seeing this, he was stunned. Fortunately, he was sitting down now, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.
In the sky, the sea of clouds was pushed aside, and a huge scarlet flesh ball was overlooking the earth.
A body made entirely of disgusting lumps of flesh, with countless tentacles extending from the body, like infinitely amplified virus cells.
There is a huge eye in the middle of the tentacles, like a bloody crimson moon.
"What is this?" Shen Yan muttered to himself.
Zhao Kuo replied in a low voice: "Demigod Yixi."
"This guy is different from the demigod Victor. It has no humanity at all. Humans are just food in front of it."
Zhao Kuo frowned: "The demigod's domain awareness is very strong, how could Yixi come here?"
Shen Yan: "..."
He was so shocked that he couldn't hear clearly what Zhao Kuo said.
Look at the giant beast in the sky, the Cthulhu ecosystem.
Looking under the truck, looking up at the sky, there are various sub-human species mixed among humans, the Suina ecosystem without reproductive isolation.
This is a world where two of the most amazing ecosystems coexist.
To be honest, it is simply a miracle that humans can still survive in such an ecological system.
At this time, a roar like a baby came from the ground.
It was the howl of the demigod Victor.
Angry, roaring...
This is a warning to outsiders invading its territory.
Shen Yan could feel the roar coming from the voice.
In fact, the demigod Yixi in the sky is not over the Mercenary City, but it is so big that you can see it from a long distance away.
This is a competition between two demigods.
The roar makes people forget time.
Amid the roars, no one knew how long had passed.
Finally, the big scarlet ball in the sky chose to give in, turned around, and left the area.
The giant beast that blocked the sky left, revealing the sun that had set in the west.
It's actually been so long, and it's obvious that I'm still in the midst of those roars.
Zhao Kuo: "What are pickled cabbage noodles?"
Shen Yan: "..."
Is your heart too big? Why do you still care about pickled cabbage noodles?
As a result, as far as the eye could see, everyone was doing their own thing, as if the scene just now had never happened.
The entire mercenary city regained its boiling atmosphere.
Perhaps this is the life they are accustomed to.
Shen Yan felt that it would take a long time for him to adapt to such a new life.
He sighed and said, "Let's go buy some wild vegetables first."
Try making sauerkraut first.
Zhao Kuoben also wanted to use all his existing money to buy food, and he could also buy some wild vegetables along the way.
The two of them were walking on the street, and the prices of food at the stalls were about the same.
Shen Yan was also selecting wild vegetables suitable for making pickled vegetables.
At this time, a lot of people gathered at the stall not far away, seeming to be talking about something, and newly excavated sacred artifacts from the ruins.
Zhao Kuo took a look. This kind of self-written and self-directed drama can be staged countless times a day in the market of the mercenary city. Today, a newly unearthed sacred weapon will be left on the street. It just happened to be picked up. The day after tomorrow, someone's family heirloom may be taken out and sold at a low price due to poverty.
Zhao Kuo was just thinking about it when he saw Shen Yan excitedly pushing his way into the crowd.
The corner of Zhao Kuo's mouth twitched, he was deceiving a stupid young man like Shen Yan.
