Chapter 1478 Gold
Oil City.

A helicopter landed slowly.

Old Huang looked calm, but his mood was different from his expression.

"Old Huang"

Changsheng took off his headset and shouted to Lao Huang behind him:

"We're here, let's get down."

As he shouted, he unbuckled the seat belt around his chest.

He is also familiar with this Old Huang, and this time he is going to soar to the sky.

"Okay, thank you."

Old Huang unbuckled his seat belt, glanced at Xiao Ye, and said with a smile: "Grandson, this time you will follow me, Old Huang, to work in the trading market."

Xiao Ye was full of disdain, "Come on, you are showing off."

Although both his expression and words showed that he was not happy about it.

But he was still very shocked that Lao Huang could become the manager of the trading market.

"You better take it easy. If you can't manage it well, you'll get me into trouble."

"You little bastard." Old Huang patted him.

We got off the helicopter together.

The person who came to pick him up at the airport was Zhong Chuchu. After all, Old Huang's status was not high enough for his uncle to come and greet him in person.

Zhong Chuchu will be partnering with Lao Huang in the future, and the division of labor between the two parties will be clear.

Lao Huang is mainly responsible for the trading market, and Zhong Chuchu is mainly responsible for the oil city.

However, in name, Zhong Chuchu is still one level higher than Lao Huang and can be considered his direct supervisor.

"Old Huang, you are finally here."

"Manager Zhong." Old Huang said with a smile:

"Thank you."

He was carrying a black backpack, and Xiaoye, who was following behind him, was carrying a backpack as well as two snakeskin bags in his hands, which should contain bedding for the two of them.

"Come on, I'll take you to where you're staying. We'll meet up with the minister and the others later for a short meeting."

"Row."

Lao Huang and Xiao Ye followed Zhong Chuchu and left the helipad and headed to their residence in Oil City.

On the way over, Lao Huang asked:
"How many people are there in our trading market now?"

Zhong Chuchu turned her head and replied with a smile:
"You're starting to understand the situation now. Hahahaha, you're very dedicated."

"The permanent population of Oil City is now nearly 5780. There are 45000 people with residence permits in the trading market. In addition, the floating population in the trading market is stable at around 3000. The daily inflow and outflow of people is about people now."

"What else do you want to know? Just ask."

Old Huang secretly wrote down these numbers, and then continued to ask:
"I haven't been to the trading market for a long time. Last time I heard someone say that there is a trading points system here. All transactions are completed through points. I am quite curious."

"Ow."

Zhong Chuchu replied, "This one."

"This is an idea proposed by Sun Taidou, a monetary policy expert. This points system is very simple to explain. You are also familiar with the points system of our Dazhangshu base."

"Yeah." Old Huang nodded quickly and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

"Actually, the main thing is to make a slight adjustment to our original points system, setting it up as contribution points and transaction purchase points."

Zhong Chuchu slowly explained: "What we used before was contribution points. Contribution points can be converted into trading points, and you can freely buy various items in the trading market. However, trading points can only be used to buy items and cannot be converted into contribution points."

On the helicopter pad.

Changsheng, who was filling up the helicopter with fuel, smiled at Chen Delong outside the helicopter:
"Thanks. I'm leaving now."

"If you're in such a hurry, you can actually leave tomorrow." Chen Delong shouted to Changsheng.

"No, the captain and the others asked me to go back that day."

"alright."

Chen Delong stepped back twenty or thirty meters and watched Changsheng flying the helicopter slowly into the sky and heading towards the north.

When the helicopter left, Lao Huang was still holding Zhong Chuchu and asking her about the situation in the trading market.

As Lao Huang got to know more about the trading market, the surprise on his face became more and more obvious.

"Tsk, tsk."

"I haven't been to the trading market for a long time. I didn't expect the trading market to become like this. It's really amazing. The current trading market has become a large-scale apocalyptic market, and the amount of trading points is actually not small!"

After hearing Lao Huang's sigh, Zhong Chuchu nodded. She agreed with what Lao Huang said.

It's such a big trading market with so many people, involving all aspects and complicated relationships, it's not easy to deal with.

"Old Huang, the trading market is up to you."

Old Huang raised his head and looked through the window in the direction of the trading market.

He said, "As a group or enterprise, people are governed by systems. The trading market has initially established a relatively complete system, but there are still some problems."

"Strategy, personnel arrangements, cultural construction, compensation system, and establishment of organizational learning institutions are all very important. It seems that we need to sort them out bit by bit."

“I need some financial talent”

After hearing his request, Zhong Chuchu thought for a moment and said:

"You can raise these demands when you meet with the minister later. The trading market is currently conducting a personnel check and encouraging survivors to fill in their real occupations before the apocalypse. With a few financial talents, it should be easy."

"That's good." Old Huang nodded.

Then he asked: "What do the ministers think about the trading market?"

Half past four in the afternoon.

Dongfeng, who was guarding the gate of the trading bazaar, received news from his superiors that the convoy from South Paradise would arrive soon, so he quickly asked his men to adjust the team entering the city and free up more lanes into the city.

Otherwise, if there is only one lane into the city with hundreds of cars, it would take more than an hour to get all of them in.

Ju Tianrui and his team returned to the big camphor tree base and withdrew many people.

The guard at the gate of the trading market was also replaced by Dongfeng.

As the captain of the fifth battalion of the militia, Dongfeng is specifically responsible for maintaining public security at the gate of the trading market and in the city wall.

The door is important.
As the entrance to the trading market, an experienced person with sufficient emergency response capabilities is needed to be in charge.

Dongfeng had joined the army before, and later led an organization to establish a force in Poyang Lake.

If it weren't for the natural disaster, the base he built should still be in good condition.

Such a person has relatively high ability, experience and character, so he was assigned here to guard the gate.

"Tietou, quickly get them to line up at the back, the convoy will be here in a few minutes."

"Okay, Captain."

The young Tietou has now become a young man Tietou.

He was wearing the combat uniform of the Dazhangshu base, holding a rifle in his hand, and walked to the front of the sixth sidewalk. "You all, go to the left."

"And all of you go to the left."

The survivors have some opinions.

"We've been queuing for so long, do we have to queue again?"

"Yeah, we ran behind them, why didn't they run behind our team?"

Tietou's face suddenly turned cold after hearing this.

"Ironhead!"

The warning left Tietou speechless.

Dongfeng came over and shouted to Liu Youguang at the door: "Push aside the barricades at positions one, two, and three, and move these three teams parallel to the left."

Then he looked at the survivors and shouted:
"Stop arguing, no need to queue again, hurry up!"

He glared at Tietou and said, "Next time, speak more clearly and don't curse at me all the time. You are now representing the image of our trading market."

"Don't worry, the image of the trading market that we have worked so hard to create has been ruined by you alone."

"Do you remember?"

"Remember this, Brother Dongfeng."

"Well, go push those lane barriers aside."

"Lao Wan, please adjust the road inside the city wall. The convoy will be coming in soon." Dongfeng picked up the walkie-talkie and walked towards the gate while speaking.

The city wall and the main gate originally had a driveway and sidewalk reserved for the people of the Oil City.
However, the number of people entering the trading bazaar has skyrocketed recently, and the gate cannot be expanded as the area of ​​the city wall is limited.

So they could only temporarily use their own driveway and sidewalk.

Less than five minutes after Dongfeng and his men were ready, the two armored vehicles at the front drove over.

"Huh? Why are there only five cars?" Dongfeng looked behind the five cars and was a little confused when he didn't see any other cars.

Creak! The armored vehicle stopped in front of the private driveway.

Li Zhengping got out of the car.

"Captain Dongfeng."

"Captain Li, didn't they say there were four or five hundred vehicles? What's going on? Where is the convoy?" Dongfeng looked back but still didn't see it.

Li Zhengping replied with a smile: "The main force still has ten kilometers to go, probably ten minutes, so we came back first."

"Oh, so that's it. I see." Dongfeng nodded.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to the city first."

Li Zhengping returned to the armored vehicle and slowly drove into the city.

These combatants only need to undergo a simple scan to enter the city, and do not need to be checked from head to toe like the survivors, even the backpacks and luggage they carry.

If you drive in, the inspection will be even more troublesome.

Any dangerous items that are carried need to be labeled and handed in, and food brought in must be eaten by the carrier himself before it can be brought in.

Therefore, survivors always need to queue up to enter the city because the inspection is cumbersome and time-consuming.

But it is necessary to do so, as it involves security issues in the trading market.

Therefore.

On weekdays, there will be at least two queues entering the city. If there are many people, three to six sidewalks will be opened.

The three teams entering the city moved collectively to the left from the fourth, fifth and sixth sidewalks.

Li Zhengping also entered the city wall with these five vehicles.

More than ten minutes later, the large force finally arrived here.

Looking at the huge convoy, Dongfeng divided his men into two parts. One part was in charge of the survivors entering the city, and the other part was responsible for making gestures to the convoy, guiding them to enter the city in order.

"Wow, so many cars, where did they come from?"

Among the survivors, some people looked at this scene in amazement and sighed.

"Look at the things piled on that car. They are really moving."

"It seems to be the team from South Paradise."

"No, it should be someone from Oil City"

Hundreds of vehicles entered the trade fair, attracting a lot of attention.

Lao Luo brought Zhong Chuchu, Lao Huang and others to the trading market to deal with the resettlement of the people in Southern Paradise.

Originally, a place was reserved for South Paradise, but now all the people in South Paradise have become non-staff members, so adjustments have been made and they have been resettled to the residential area.

Old Huang had just arrived and was not familiar with the situation, so he asked Zhong Chuchu to help him deal with it.

boom!
Xiao Jun got out of the car and shouted when he saw Lao Luo:
"Lao Luo."

When Lao Luo saw Xiao Jun, he asked in surprise:
"Aren't you going to the headquarters base? Why are you following the convoy to Oil City?"

With a smile on his face, he said, "It's a good thing you're here. We're not familiar with the materials that South Paradise is going to put into the warehouse. Come and help count them."

Xiao Jun said helplessly: "Why don't we just follow the account book? Lao Luo, you really are... you've conscripted me."

Lao Luo smiled, looked at Lao Huang and said:
"Old Huang, you should get familiar with it. I just told you in the briefing that the city lord has reached an agreement with Tiger Lord of South Paradise. From now on, the people of South Paradise will be our own people."

Old Huang came out quickly, "Okay."

"Captain Xiao is in trouble."

Xiao Jun waved his hands helplessly.

Suddenly, he remembered something and asked Lao Luo:

"The headquarters base recently released a new mission. Did you know that it is a new mission related to gold?"

Lao Luo nodded and said, "I know. I'm planning to send someone to the bank vault to look for it these days."

"Well, why did the headquarters base suddenly start looking for gold? Didn't they hoard a lot of it before? Why are they starting to hoard it again now?" Xiao Jun asked.

After all, Xiao Jun had stayed in Southern Paradise for the past few days and didn't know much about this matter.

When Lao Luo was at the trading market and received information from the headquarters base, it was more specific and complete.

"I heard that it was suggested by someone at the research institute at the headquarters base. It seems that they are used in the production of electronic components and other precision instruments. Stocking up more will be useful for future development."

After hearing Lao Luo's explanation, Xiao Jun nodded. He didn't quite understand the specific function of gold.

In fact, as soon as the big camphor tree base broke out from the end of the world, Li Yu took people to the banks in several surrounding counties and cities to move a lot of gold back to the headquarters base.

In total, 50 tons were stockpiled.

This is already a lot. Basically, in all the cities in the southern part of Jiangxi Province, including some cities I have visited in recent years, people will visit banks and empty the gold in them.

This is how fifty tons of gold came to be.

You know, before the end of the world, the entire country's gold reserves were only more than 2,000 tons, and this time they hoarded nearly one-fortieth of it.

That’s quite a lot indeed!
It was rarely used later, and gold had no practical application scenarios in the end times, so people no longer deliberately hoarded gold.

However, with the advancement of industrialization in the base, gold has gradually come into use.

Among other things, a long-wave wireless radio station requires circuit boards, and circuit boards require gold.

Gold is mainly used for the contacts of circuit boards to ensure stable transmission of current and improve the conductivity and corrosion resistance of circuit boards.

Moreover, gold is used in many places.

Gold's excellent conductivity, ductility and toughness make it an ideal choice for coating the contact points of electronic components, ensuring good contact between components and thus improving the operating accuracy and stability of electronic systems.

"Lao Luo, Southern Paradise is in Nanshi. There should be many bank ruins around there. We can go there to look for them when the time comes." Xiao Jun reminded.

"Okay, I understand. I'll tell the people below later."

Lao Luo said, raising his eyebrows, "No, you haven't answered me yet, why haven't you returned to the headquarters base?"

Xiao Jun didn't say anything, but he pointed at Ma Yingxue who was directing the convoy next to him.

Lao Luo understood immediately and gave a thumbs up, "Okay."

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