Doomsday rat

Chapter 441 Big Business

"Hey brother, I'm tired from the journey, sit down and have a rest, drink a cup of hot tea with salt in it, boost your strength..." Seeing the man pushing the mountain bike in the dust, the owner of the tea stall shouted hard.

He looks like a Han Chinese, but his accent is very strange, with a strong smell of mutton skewers.This is the difference between Xinjiang Province and the provinces in the interior. There were originally many ethnic minorities. After the outbreak of the zombie disease, many survivors came from Russia, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Mongolia and other countries. The ethnic composition is more complicated. up.

In order to attract business, many small traders have developed a talent for multiple languages. Even if they can't speak or listen, they have to change their accents slightly when they meet different people.For example, when seeing a man pushing a mountain bike, the owner of the tea stall immediately knew that he was not a Han Chinese, but more like a herdsman of an ethnic minority.

"No money... selling goods!" The man patted the package on the back rack of the bicycle. He was quite talkative, but his vocabulary was really too small.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to heat the tea!" The owner of the tea stand laughed when he heard the voice, and greeted him warmly.

This man could not be said to recognize him, but his voice was familiar.In the past few years, he has often been seen outside the barracks, and every time he comes, he will sit down, drink a cup of tea and smoke a cigarette.Although he is not good at words, there is always something new about him, and he is a very pleasing person.

In this era, making friends is the most extravagant thing, even more difficult than finding a beautiful wife.Today we are still sitting together drinking tea and chatting, and we don’t know if we can see each other tomorrow.Or when we meet again, the other party already has a knife and gun in his hand, and is about to kill you and grab something in exchange for food to satisfy his hunger.

"It's so big, so I changed this little thing? Drink it, add raisins!" The man came back in less than 10 minutes, the rear rack of the bicycle was empty, and there was a small bag in his hand.The bag is quite thick and it's hard to see what's in it, but it's definitely not much, and it can't be hidden from the sharp eyes of the tea stall owner.

"Blue Devil, whole, no injury... 2 boxes of medicine, 6 batteries!" The man was a little unhappy, picked up the teacup, no matter whether it was hot or not, and whether there were raisins or not, he drank it all in one gulp.

"So many deductions? Sigh... want to open some. If you want me to say that you are too stupid, you shouldn't exchange these things, just ask for shopping coupons as stated in the notice, and they won't dare to deduct them!"

The owner of the tea stall was a little surprised at first, and then he began to sigh.He complained for this honest herdsman, and blamed him for being too inflexible to fight for more benefits for himself.

"Shopping coupons... can't be bought, more expensive!" In fact, no one is more stupid than the other. The man shook his head, took out the metal cigarette case, took out a newspaper, tore two pieces, and pushed them to the opposite side of the table first.

"Forget it, let's smoke mine. Yesterday, an official got drunk and came to sober up, and threw down half a pack." The owner of the tea stall closed the cigarette case. It's time, these herdsmen are still so simple, only a little Mo Heyan also let others roll first.He took out a cigarette case from his pocket. He said it was half a pack, but in fact there were only four or five cigarettes.

"... I grabbed it, put sugar in it, sweet." The man took the cigarette, and without lighting it right away, he reached into his pocket and took out a plastic bag, which contained several long amber strips.

"Well, it tastes really good, smoked? What kind of fish has such thin meat!" The owner of the tea stall opened his pocket and smelled it, and with a happy face, he took out one and chewed it in his mouth, nodding his head more and more as he chewed.It is dried fish, smoked dried fish, the meat is very firm, and the drying and smoking process is also in place.

In fact, there is no shortage of game in the last days. Without these small animals to help the survivors fill their stomachs, many refugees would have to starve to death.But the small animals are not stupid. It is becoming more and more difficult to catch them with traps, traps, bows and arrows, and there are fewer and fewer fish in the nearby rivers.There are many farther places and mountains, but few people dare to go.

The zombie disease broke out for ten years, and nature has fully recovered for ten years.The number of animals is much more, and the wildness is also much more.Not to mention other places, there are large and medium-sized ferocious carnivores such as gray wolves, grizzly bears, snow leopards, and golden eagles in the vicinity of Tianshan Mountains alone, and there are more small ferocious animals like foxes, mink bears, and lynxes.

Survivors who have not received strict training, are not familiar with the mountain terrain, and are not prepared enough to go hunting in the mountains rashly, usually have only one end, either being pitted by nature or bitten by wild animals.

Even if he didn't die on the spot, and could still find a way to run back by luck, the injuries on his body were not worth the money exchanged by a few wild animals, and he might die even worse in the end.

"Herders, grab whatever you want in the mountains and drink it, it's good!" The man finally stopped frowning and smiled a little when he heard someone praise his craftsmanship.Although he was dressed in rags, his hands, face and beard were dirty, his teeth were quite white.

"How about you guys... I'll buy mutton if there's a lot of it, and the price is good!" The owner of the tea stand was a little lost. He yearned for the life of herdsmen wandering freely among the green mountains and green waters.It's a pity that the remaining herdsmen are very cautious, they don't reveal their whereabouts easily, and they don't have much contact with outsiders.

In fact, even if he was allowed to live as a herdsman, it would be difficult for him to adapt to the life of a herdsman. He had to change places at least twice a year. He had to ride a horse and drive his flock of sheep over mountains and ridges for at least hundreds of kilometers. When encountering wild animals, floods, and snow disasters, he would die Not even a complete corpse can be left behind.

"Mutton, horse meat, horse intestines, a lot... can't be sold! I'm at a loss if the soldiers deduct a lot!" The man was not happy when he heard the big business came, but shook his head like a rattle.

"Hehehe, they dare not dare this time. It is the bishop who wants it. It is not the bishop in white here, but the bishop in black at the Yining base. As long as the meat is transported to the Yining base, no one will dare to take advantage of you. The gate of the barracks Posted a notice, didn't you see it?"

The owner of the tea stand smiled helplessly. The herdsmen were right. If anyone dared to bring mutton and horse intestines here to sell, let alone whether they could sell them, the embezzlement and theft along the way would make people There are no pants left at the loss, and they even lose their lives.

That's right, the garrison encourages refugees to trade in principle, hoping to feed more people in this way.But there are policies and countermeasures. No one dares to go too far near the station. At most, they charge some protection fees or something.But outside the garrison, the garrison can't protect you all the way.

But this time it was different, it was not an ordinary sale, but the highest officer of the garrison, the bishop in white, asked for it by name.I am not the only one who knows about this. All the shops on the street have been notified, and they are told to hurry up and find someone who can provide beef and mutton on a stable basis, and the Penance Society under the Bishop will directly handle it.

With this order, neither the garrison nor the gang organizations of the refugees dared to move their minds anymore.Of course, there is nothing wrong with the bandits along the way, and doing business is always risky, let alone at this time.

"...I don't know how to read, don't worry!" The man hesitated for a while, but still shook his head.But the reason has changed, not because I am afraid of being tricked, but because I don't really believe that such a good thing can happen.

"No, I don't know how to read... Then you see if this is possible. As long as you are willing to send the meat to the site of the Yining base, I will move the tea stall there, and sell tea while helping you sell meat."

This reason was beyond the expectation of the tea stand owner. Based on his experience, although he had never seen the real face of this herdsman, he did not look like an old man in walking and actions. He should have read books back then.

However, this matter cannot be generalized. Before the outbreak of the zombie disease, there were very few herdsmen who were still insisting on nomadic transition, but it was not impossible.It is possible that the younger generation of herdsmen has never read a book, and there is no place to read it if they want to. It is impossible for the school to follow suit.

But this difficulty is not insurmountable. It would be a problem for him to open a tea stall here to get enough food and clothing. Why not go to the main base to try his luck.As long as this herdsman can really send the mutton that the bishop in black wants, he can get a lot of oil without having to skimp on drinking blood.

As long as he has a relationship with the bishop in black, even his subordinates, who would dare to bully him.The prospect should be much better and brighter than here.Maybe there is still a chance to get a base account and eat rations that guarantee a bumper harvest in drought and flood.

"...I have eight, you two!" This time the man understood, he pondered for a while, then touched the small bag of medicines and batteries in his arms, and finally made up his mind, willing to believe in tea. The boss once gave up a good profit.

It seems that the herdsmen are not stupid, and they also know not to let people help for nothing.The reason why it is difficult to get in touch is that one is the language barrier, and the other is that the cultural difference is too large and I am not used to fighting minds.

(End of this chapter)