Elena's answer far exceeded Yang Jie's expectations.
willing? Why?
Yang Jie looked at Elena's serious expression, pursed his lips, and did not ask this question.
Yang Jie nodded and said softly:
"Thanks."
Elena shook her head and pulled little Christine out of the restaurant.
Although Yang Jie didn't know why Elena chose to believe in him, such unconditional trust still made Yang Jie a little happy.
He didn't want to let down such a person.
Early the next morning, Yang Jie took Ivan out.
"What are we going to do?"
Sitting in the driver's seat, Ivan turned the key to start the off-road vehicle and asked casually.
Yang Jie sat in the passenger seat, fiddling with his cell phone and replied:
"Market research, and calculate production costs by the way."
"Market research?"
"right."
Yang Jie nodded.
"Before production, let's figure out the approximate cost and profit first. Ivan, generally, if a wasteland walker wants to get a grenade launcher, where should they buy it?"
"That must be the black market."
"That's right, so let's go to those black markets."
"Then we have to go outside the city. I know there is a relatively large black market outside the west gate of the Old Port."
When talking about the black market, Yang Jie's impression is often connected with keywords such as "illegal" and "contraband".
But in fact, after truly understanding the black market in Old Port, Yang Jie found that the actual situation was completely different from what he had imagined.
It's not that contraband isn't sold here, but what's sold here is more common stuff in the old port.
The reason why it is called the black market is mainly because these traders have no money to buy stalls in the city, so the transactions are not protected by the Old Port.
In addition to wasteland walkers and many caravans, the objects of these sales of materials are actually the poor people outside the old port.
Although the purchasing power of the poor is almost zero, it is not completely zero after all. A group of tens of thousands of people is still a huge market.
Ivan took Yang Jie out of the city from the west exit, and drove deeper among the shacks built haphazardly by the poor.
Yang Jie sat in the car and looked at the poor people outside the window.
Still has that lifeless look.
I have been in the old port for almost a month, and I can see this scene every time I enter and leave the old port. To be honest, Yang Jie is a little used to it now.
Looking at the poor people now, although Yang Jie still sympathizes with them, his feelings are no longer as strong as when he first saw them.
"You will encounter this kind of thing often in the future."
Yang Jie suddenly recalled what Ryan said to him when he first arrived in Old Port.
Are you used to it...
"We're here."
From the side, Ivan's voice brought Yang Jie back to reality.
Turning his head and looking straight ahead, Yang Jie's eyes suddenly became brighter.
The old and dilapidated shacks disappeared and were replaced by stalls of various sizes selling different items.
The market starts here and extends to the edge of the slum in the distance, like a wooden stick inserted into the slum.
"This place is a bit messy, we have to be careful."
Ivan said as he drove the off-road vehicle slowly forward.
“The black market outside the West City is a mixed bag, and it’s even more disorganized than inside the old port.”
Seeing that Yang Jie looked a little solemn, Ivan smiled again and patted Yang Jie on the shoulder.
"Don't be so nervous. The most troublesome people entrenched here are some gang members and gangsters. They don't dare to provoke the Wasteland Walker.
As for those who sell heavy firepower, they usually cooperate with caravans and can be more or less disciplined. "
"Then why did you say you should be careful..."
Ivan immediately answered Yang Jie’s question:
"What I mean is to be careful of those poor people and be careful of things being stolen."
Speaking of this, Ivan suddenly smiled and told Yang Jie an interesting story.
“There was an unlucky man who parked his car in a slum and got out to visit the black market.
And guess what?
When he came back, he found that there was only one frame of the bicycle that could not be moved, and even the wheels had been removed and stolen. "
Yang Jie couldn't help laughing after hearing this.
"So when we go shopping in the black market, remember to keep your gun with you, your money with you, and watch your car carefully so you don't get into trouble."
"Um."
Yang Jie nodded to indicate that he understood.
"So let's just drive around like this?"
"Yes, if you want to stop somewhere, let me know anytime."
"Let's go to that stall first."
Yang Jie pointed to a stall with some heavy weapons.
Ivan drove an off-road vehicle close to the stall. After stopping, the two of them pushed the door open and got out of the car. Ivan locked the door uneasily, looked around at the rifle on his back, and then lifted up his shirt to reveal the gun on his waist. pistol.
On the side, several poor people with greedy faces immediately withdrew their gaze and turned around to look for other targets.
Yang Jie didn't care about this. With Ivan, a strong, alert and experienced man, he was very relieved.
After getting out of the car, Yang Jie focused on the grenade launcher on the vendor stall.
[RGL-4 grenade launcher]
[The repeating grenade launcher manufactured by Raytheon Industries has reliable performance and a maximum range of 1200m. 】
[Current condition of equipment: Excellent]
[Repair value: lower]
"This transmitter is brand new."
The owner of the stall is a middle-aged man in his forties, holding a rifle in one hand and holding a cigarette in the other.
Seeing that Yang Jie was obviously dressed as a wasteland traveler, and indeed looked like someone who could afford the purchase, the vendor began to sell:
"This is an original product that I got from special channels. It performs well."
Even without the boss's introduction, Yang Jie could know these things through the system. He naturally knew whether the transmitter was good or not. He didn't pay much attention to the boss's promotion and asked proactively:
"How to sell it?"
"A launcher costs two hundred and forty silver coins, and a grenade costs five silver coins."
"So expensive!?"
Even though Yang Jie was mentally prepared and knew that the premium for something that he couldn't usually buy would be higher, he didn't expect it to be so expensive.
Lone Star's domestic retail price is only eighty silver coins, but here in Old Port, it can triple.
Unexpectedly, the boss actually sneered at Yang Jie's exclamation.
"Is this expensive?
Brother, this is from Thor Industries. Can it have the same price as those junk items picked up from the wasteland? "
"How can anyone afford your price?"
Yang Jie pretended to complain, trying to get something out of his boss's mouth.
"Why doesn't anyone buy it?"
The boss looked confident.
"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. With my price, it's definitely a good deal on the black market. I'll sell it as soon as the goods arrive in the next two days..."
At this point, the boss suddenly paused, seemed to have come to his senses and stopped talking. He frowned and looked at Yang Jie and Yang Jie.
"Do you want to buy it or not?"
Yes, people can see it.
But Yang Jie already understood almost what he wanted to know.
"No money, no buying, farewell."
Yang Jie said and quickly pulled Ivan into the car.
The boss was stunned by this rejection for three consecutive times, and he didn't realize it until the off-road vehicle drove away.
"Your uncle's bastard!"
