When Xu Yingnan was making a fortune, Song Ziyu was in a daze holding a handful of colorful banknotes.
This money was extremely sloppily made, and even more crudely printed than the underworld coins sold at temple fairs. The total amount of 1510 on the note was only 2.73 cents.
After wandering around the settlement, Song Ziyu knew that the money was issued by the settlement itself and could only be circulated here.
The purchasing power of these two yuan and seventy cents is also outrageous. It can probably buy a wild vegetable wowotou.
Song Ziyu had not eaten after struggling for a long time, and she was already hungry, so she simply bought a steamed bun from a stall to satisfy her hunger.
The steamed buns made of coarse bran are really hard to swallow. The whole mouth feels like it is cracked and it cannot be swallowed into the throat at all.
Song Ziyu considers himself a person who has endured hardships, but he cannot bear this thing.
After taking two bites and unable to swallow, Song Ziyu could only vomit.
The vendor selling cornbread on the side felt distressed and cursed: "Why don't people like you starve to death? You are a spoiled waste!"
After being sprayed with spit, Song Ziyu sighed and continued to wander on the street.
The scale of this Longshan settlement is equivalent to a small town, with only a few streets. However, the population density here is extremely high. It is estimated that there are nearly ten thousand people in this small area.
With so many people gathering together, it is inevitable that the settlement will be dirty and messy. Many homeless people with nowhere to go just lie down on the roadside and hang out on the walls. There are piles of garbage nearby, and their excrement is not far away. Things... The whole neighborhood was filled with a foul smell, attracting countless flies.
Only the inner city area close to the mountain has a slightly better environment, but the inner and outer cities are blocked by high walls and cannot be entered by oneself.
After walking around for a while, Song Ziyu was so hungry that he couldn't bear it and thought about solving the problem of food and clothing.
Now, apart from an unusable mobile phone, the only thing left on my body is the half-stubbed cigarette that I stubbed out in the toilet.
Holding this half cigarette, Song Ziyu walked into a grocery store to try his luck.
"Little brother, what do you want to buy?" The grocery store owner was a dark, skinny, middle-aged man. He was very enthusiastic when he saw Song Ziyu, just like a weasel when he saw an old hen.
"Does your grocery store accept anything?" Song Ziyu asked bravely.
"So you're here to sell something... What do you want to sell?" The boss's enthusiasm disappeared instantly, replaced by a look of displeasure.
"Do you want to take a look at this?" Song Ziyu's heart beat wildly as she handed over half of the cigarette.
"What is this?" The boss curiously took the half of the cigarette and looked at it.
Song Ziyu blushed and was about to explain, but suddenly the boss brought the cigarette to his nose with trembling hands and sniffed intoxicatedly.
"Yes, it smells like this."
The grocery store owner suddenly became excited: "I am very satisfied with these cigarettes, how do you sell them?"
It's just a half-smoked cigarette, is there any need to get excited?
Song Ziyu said a little embarrassedly: "You can estimate the price."
"Well... I won't take advantage of you, little brother. If you like anything in the store, just take it." The boss, who was also a bachelor, said with a big wave of his hand.
Song Ziyu was not polite. He took a handful of dried sweet potatoes from the store and started to eat them.
This thing is much more delicious than the steamed buns made from bran.
After eating a full meal, Song Ziyu left with satisfaction.
As soon as Song Ziyu left, the grocery store owner immediately closed the shop and happily went to the inner city with half a cigarette.
Arriving at a villa, the boss knocked on the door.
"Black Pi, what are you doing here? Is this where you should be?"
A big man guarding the door blocked the grocer's path.
Heipi licked his face and said, "Brother Dachun, please let me know. I have something to ask Brother Ba."
"Brother Ba, are you here to meet me just as you say? Do you understand the rules?" The big man didn't even look at the grocery store owner.
Heipi suddenly became tough: "Dachun, I have something important to ask Brother Ba. You're delaying the matter and you can't afford to walk around."
"Haha, do you have something important to do for a bastard like you? Get out of here!"
The big man kicked Heipi over.
The kicked Heipi got up from the ground and shouted towards the villa: "Brother Ba, Brother Ba."
"What are you yelling at?" A man appeared on the balcony of the villa.
The man has a mustache and is wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of cropped pants. His image is very casual.
When he saw the man coming out, Heipi was very happy: "Brother Ba, I have something important to report."
"Come in and talk." The man waved his hand to let him go.
The next moment, Hei Pi came to Hu Zihu with half a cigarette in his hand and said cautiously: "Brother Ba, what a major discovery."
"Industrial cigarettes?" Brother Ba also showed a surprised expression on his face.
But as the manager of the underground world in the Longshan settlement, Brother Ba did not show too much gaffes.
"Although this thing is rare, I haven't seen it before. There are many of these things in the fallen city in the old days. Heipi, you are making too much fuss."
"Brother Ba, take a whiff." Heipi said quickly.
Brother Ba was doubtful, so he picked up half of the cigarette and smelled it, and then said curiously: "The taste is very pure, good quality tobacco. If this is a whole cigarette, I will give you a good reward, but only half, I only I can give you...ten pounds of brown rice, no more."
Brother Ba made the price.
Heipi patted his head and said: "Brother Ba, you are confused! Didn't you find the problem? The smell of this cigarette is very new!"
It tastes very new...
Brother Ba's body suddenly shook!
That's right!
Cigarettes in the old cities have been around for many years, and it is difficult to maintain their pure taste, but this cigarette...
Brother Ba immediately took apart half of the cigarette, spread the shredded tobacco on the table and studied it carefully.
After a while, Brother Ba looked at Heipi with burning eyes: "Where did you get this smoke?"
Heipi told the truth, and Brother Ba muttered: "It seems that a great big shot has come to our settlement. Well done to you, Heipi. I will give you a big credit!"
Heipi was overjoyed, and then asked in surprise: "Will such a stupid young man be a big shot?"
"You know nothing!"
Brother Ba muttered:
"First of all, this person exchanged such precious industrial cigarettes for your dried sweet potatoes, which shows that he does not care about the value of the product itself. To be able to have such a degree of prodigality is not something that ordinary families can cultivate!"
"Secondly, there is the manufacturing process and raw materials of this industrial cigarette! This thing is simply not something that can be produced in a few large settlements near Longshan..."
Having said this, Brother Ba slapped the table and ordered: "Such an important person came to the Longshan settlement and did not want to reveal his identity. He must be looking for someone to cooperate. We are currently conducting preliminary inspections. This kind of resource can only be in our hands. "
Brother Ba did a lot of work and made up all the details and guesses in his head. He is really a genius.
Brother Ba immediately mobilized his troops and sent out all his best men to search for Song Ziyu's whereabouts throughout the settlement.
