After entering the camp, someone stopped those who entered for the first time: "Go left. Outsiders can only go to the trading area and are not allowed to enter other areas."
Those who came with Jiang Cheng did not dare to say anything, and few people dared to wander around the base camp of the three major camps.
Jiang Cheng followed the crowd towards the trading market on the left.
At the same time, the entrance to the White Elephant Camp.
The gatekeeper who had caught the thief before had a look of surprise in his eyes. While continuing to collect tickets from outsiders, he quietly checked an item.
This item is a bit like a tablet, but what it displays is a scanned video of each person coming in and out.
At this time, the person fixed the video at the time when Jiang Cheng entered, and Jiang Cheng's body was filled with light.
"This this……"
The gatekeeper was shocked: "My whole body is covered with precious light, and the light is so pure! Does this person have a very powerful treasure on his body?"
His eyes flickered, and he quietly took out the communicator and informed the strong men in the camp: "Sir, someone has stolen the treasures of our camp again..."
"Then what nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and get it."
A voice came from the communicator: "But don't catch us too often. Be careful and don't let others see it. Although we are not afraid, it will affect our business. Do you know?"
"Don't worry, sir. I'm familiar with this matter. It will definitely not affect the business."
…
The trading area in the Baixiang Camp is quite large. There are huge stores on both sides of the 100-meter-wide long street.
Among those stores, some sell materials for evolved beasts, and some sell food such as rice and noodles.
But these are ordinary items.
Because there is also a special area for selling thermal weapons.
In those shops, pistols, assault rifles, etc. are just ordinary weapons, and there are even Gauss rifles among them.
Jiang Cheng was very interested in the Gauss rifle and asked about the price. It turned out that a Gauss rifle cost one million Yinhua.
He shook his head regretfully, the price directly put him off.
However, he didn't really want a Gauss rifle. He was just interested in this kind of black technology due to the influence of his past life memories, so he wanted to buy one to play with.
Since he couldn't afford it, he didn't waste time here, but walked directly to the Youyan, Sauce and Vinegar area.
"I don't know how the salt here is sold. I don't have much Yinhua in me."
The total amount of Yin Hua on Jiang Cheng's body is only over 500, and almost all of these Yin Hua were obtained casually when training Yaya.
He thought the quantity was quite large before, but Yin Hua seems to be just an ordinary equivalent currency here. It is really unknown how much salt can be bought with such a small amount of Yin Hua.
But he soon figured out this problem.
Because when he came to the salt store, he found the price directly marked inside.
[Coarse salt: 10 Yinhua/two]
[Snow Salt: 1000 Yinhua/two]
That's right, the price is listed in one tael, not one pound.
This price is simply much more expensive than the water at Longxi Camp.
Jiang Cheng frowned immediately.
"Are there few salt mines here?"
He frowned and walked over to take a look, and found that the kosher salt was literally kosher salt. It was the kind of dark brown granular salt. You could tell at a glance that it was not a good thing.
As for the snow salt, it is much more normal, fine and white, and it gives people a delicious feeling just looking at it.
Although these camps look like the style of the barbaric era on the surface, they have also inherited a small amount of knowledge from the prosperous era. Of course, it may also be passed down from the shelter, so the salt-making technology is not a problem at all.
Jiang Cheng was not surprised at all that they could produce such fine salt.
What he really wonders is, if you can make such fine salt, why sell coarse salt?
"Do you want to buy salt? How much?" the shopkeeper said to Jiang Cheng with a smile.
"Let me consider."
Jiang Cheng replied, then turned and left.
"Tch, you're a poor guy, let's take a look first..." The shopkeeper at the back curled his lips, and then continued to greet other customers.
After Jiang Cheng left the salt shop, he immediately released his senses and soon found out about Nong Feng who wanted to buy knives.
After finding the man, he looked for a place like a blacksmith shop.
Fortunately, after realizing the intention of the sword, the range of perception has expanded a lot.
So it didn't take long for him to find a special store at the edge of the trading area.
Why is this place special?
Because this place actually accepts customized weapons.
You can have any weapon you want, as long as you have the money.
The weapons you make can be made with materials yourself, or you can buy materials here and make them on the spot.
Jiang Cheng came closer and found that there were all kinds of machine tools that he couldn't understand, and there were no blacksmiths at all.
Also, although many places in this world look wild and primitive, you will find high-tech products if you don't pay attention.
So there is nothing wrong with treating this world as a cyberpunk world.
But if you have to break it down, this world is actually more like a wasteland, although the previous disasters did not destroy the earth.
Jiang Cheng actually didn't know what the specific definition of wasteland was.
"what to buy?"
After a receptionist received the others, he immediately looked at Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng asked: "How do you sell the cheapest knife weapon here?"
"The cheapest?"
The man was stunned when he heard this, and the originally eager expression on his face immediately became cold: "We don't sell cheap goods here, Guangguang, if you don't have money, don't come here to block the road."
Jiang Cheng's face turned cold, but he didn't have an attack. Instead, he took out a piece of bone and said, "How much Yinhua is needed to make a knife from this material?"
The man frowned and picked up the animal bone and looked at it, his face turned cold again: "A first-level animal bone? This kind of material is not even comparable to the first-level alloy. You actually want to use this kind of garbage to make a knife? You Are you kidding me? Do you know where this place is?"
"How much?"
Jiang Cheng expressionlessly took out a hundred of these bones again: "Each bone must be made into a knife. How much does it cost?"
When the person looking at the shop saw this, the anger on his face disappeared, but he was still a little impatient: "Crude knives cost ten Yinhua a piece, and exquisite knives cost a hundred. Unless you make them in large quantities, you won't make them... …”
"Just make it rough."
Jiang Cheng took back fifty animal bones: "How long will it take to make all these animal bones into knives?"
"...One minute, wait."
The shopkeeper had probably never taken on such a cheap business before, and he was very impatient because he made so little money.
But seeing that there were no other guests, I tolerated it.
Only a minute?
Jiang Cheng was surprised but also felt it was reasonable. After all, it was a high-tech machine tool.
The man threw fifty animal bones into a huge machine tool and pressed the button.
The next moment, at the exit at the other end, snow-white rough swords were printed out.
That’s right, print.
Although Jiang Cheng couldn't understand the principle of that machine tool, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the method of making knives was a bit like a 3D printer.
The bone knife is also a Tang Hengdao style. Although it is also sharpened, it looks very rough, and there are even gaps in some parts, which makes people speechless.
However, the production process is so simple, it is difficult to say how good it can be.
"Your knife."
The shopkeeper put fifty bone knives on the counter expressionlessly and looked at Jiang Cheng: "Five hundred Yinhua."
Jiang Cheng took out five hundred Yinhua and put it on the counter, put away the fifty bone knives with a wave of his hand, and turned around to leave.
"It's unlucky to be a poor man." The shopkeeper put the five hundred Yin Hua directly into his own space folding bag. This was not considered a custom-made project, but just used to earn some pocket money.
Jiang Cheng didn't stop for long and walked directly outside, preparing to find a quiet place to synthesize the bone knife and sell it to Nongfeng.
But when he came to the exit, the gatekeeper suddenly looked at him angrily and yelled: "How dare you steal things from my White Elephant Camp..."
(End of chapter)
