Storing tens of billions of goods: I have a city that never sleeps

Chapter 188
Among the bustling crowd, Ruan Yu saw the young man sitting behind the stall, with clean brows and eyes under the fine short hair, still wearing the clothes he had seen for the first time, the hem of the clothes was a little dirty, and beside him was a shiny and transparent Green cane.

It's him?

Jiang Li looked at the crowd and carefully introduced his own things: "This pair of wireless communication headsets is easy to carry, can support conversations within a range of ten kilometers, and can last for a week on a single charge. It is much cheaper than walkie-talkies. Moreover, Now walkie-talkies are not sold at all.”

After the end of the world, communication is paralyzed, and those who have connections can get walkie-talkies, but those at the bottom do not have that ability. Occasionally, they can meet second-hand dealers and sell them again, and the prices are astonishing.

Jiang Li felt that selling only ten catties of grain was already very cheap.

But most of the people around are ordinary people who are still worrying about food and clothing. Ten catties of food is still expensive for them. What's more, communication equipment is not very useful to them, and it is not as precious as food.

The first person to inquire about the price was a strong man with five big and three thick arms. There was a five-centimeter scar on his left face, which should have been injured after the end of the world. Especially afraid of people.

Beside him were two burly men with the same muscular body, and the three of them looked very difficult to mess with.

Scar Man has a dozen or so brothers who often go out to search for things and sell them back. They are living a good life, but a few days ago, one of the walkie-talkies he managed to get was broken, and he couldn't fix it. There is only one left. I couldn't use it anymore, so I wondered if I could find one in the market.

Although ten catties of grain was nothing to them, but seeing that Jiang Li was young and disabled, he made up his mind to bargain more.

"Boy, how about I give you two catties of grain so that you don't lose money?"

Jiang Li shook his head, put the wireless communicator back on the stall, "Not for sale."

"Hey, our boss is willing to buy your things to show you face, don't give face to shame."

One of the younger men with scarred arms was not happy, so he reached out and grabbed the communicator, took out seven or eight palm-sized potatoes from his bag and threw them into Jiang Li's arms, "Okay, we bought these things. Boss, give me .”

After receiving the communicator, the man with the scar put it in his pocket, and said to Jiang Li: "Boy, if you make this thing again in the future and you can't sell it, you can give it to me. I want as much as I want."

Jiang Li was stunned by their shameless actions, and threw the potatoes back to them, "Give me back the things, I didn't say I would sell them to you."

"You kid, don't you cry when you see the coffin?"

The flower-armed man was gearing up, with a ferocious expression, and stepped on the small potato that rolled down to his feet. With a crisp crackling sound, the potato shattered, the skin and flesh were black, and shattered into slag.

The old man at the booth next to him turned pale with fright, and quickly pulled Jiang Li, "Xiao Jiang, don't be stubborn with them, two catties is two catties, it's better than losing your life."

Although Jiang Li was also afraid, he didn't want the things he worked so hard to be taken away by people he hated. He said stubbornly: "I said, I won't sell it to you. I'm not afraid of you either. If you force Buy it, and I'll tell the patrol."

"Hahahaha." The man with the scar laughed loudly, and laughed with the two younger brothers: "Did you hear that, he said he was going to the patrol to sue me, I laughed so hard, okay, you go and sue, you If you think this is before the end of the world, it's no wonder people would take care of you for such a nonsense."

"The base has clear regulations. If you take my things without my consent, it is considered theft. According to the regulations, you will be fined 100 contribution points. If you commit another crime, you will be doubled. If you violate the regulations three times, you will be kicked out of the base." Familiar, casually said, "If you dare to use violence against me, it is also a violation of the base's regulations. If violence occurs in the base, 1000-50000 contribution points will be deducted. If the circumstances are serious, you will be sent to mine coal.

Don't even think about attacking me in private. Today, so many people here saw that there was a feud between us. As long as something happens to me in the base, then you will be the first suspects, unless you can kill everyone present. Silenced. "

The boy's voice echoed in the crowd, and everyone was stunned when they heard it.

The onlookers were even scared and immediately moved away from the three men with scars, for fear that they would really kill people to silence them.

Jiang Li looked at the man with the scar, his eyes were clear, and his voice was calm: "Are you still going to steal my things?"

The man with the scar licked his dry lips, and pulled out a stiff smile, "Who... who robbed you, didn't I give you supplies, we get both money and goods."

Jiang Li: "But I don't want to sell it to you."

The man with the scar really wanted the communicator, so he took out some potatoes from his younger brother's bag, and instead of throwing them away, he gently placed them in front of Jiang Li.

The potatoes were the size of a palm, and they were black and not autumnal. A dozen or so at most weighed five catties. After a pause, the man with the scar immediately poured out all the potatoes in the bag. .

"This is enough, ten catties of supplies."

Just as Jiang Li was about to say something, the scarred man showed him a particularly sinister smile: "Boy, I advise you to stop in moderation. I gave you ten catties if you asked for it. Are you kidding me?"

The old man next to him hastily whispered to Jiang Li: "Xiao Jiang, it's alright, they are all cruel and life-threatening, let's accept them as soon as they are good, don't confront them head-on."

Looking at the evil spirits on those people, there must have been someone's life in their hands. This is not uncommon in the last days, but they are ordinary people, and Xiao Jiang is still an orphan with handicapped legs. There are quite a few people, but if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. If people really want to mess with you, there are plenty of ways.

Jiang Li knew that the uncle was doing it for his own good, so he was silent for a few seconds. He looked at the black potatoes, "I don't want potatoes, I want food."

He looked up at the impatient man with the scar: "I said earlier that it was ten catties of grain. If it was potatoes, I would ask for twenty catties, and I want normal edible ones."

The potatoes were all black and inedible.

"Why can't I eat it? It's just a bit dark. This is the end of the world. Don't be too picky, kid." The man with the scar was too lazy to talk nonsense with Jiang Li, so he was about to leave.

Jiang Li hurriedly stood up to stop him, but he couldn't stand firmly and almost fell down. The old man next to him hurriedly supported him, sighed and persuaded: "Xiaojiang, forget it, I will change some good ones for you when I go back, hold me Eat, at a time like this, it’s good to eat something.”

"How can this work? Your family doesn't have enough food."

Jiang Li has hardly dealt with anyone since the end of the world, and it has only been more than a month since Ruan Yu brought him here. Because the base is on the right track, the rioters in the base are all twitching their tails, not daring to be too obvious.

Seeing that he was young and alone, the uncle of the neighbor would occasionally help him, so he was not tortured too much by the end of the world, except for being hungry from time to time.

But right now, he looked at the three strong and strong men on the other side, and then looked at his thin and crippled body. If he really wanted to fight, the other party might crush him to death with a single finger.

Jiang Li squatted on the ground, silently picking up potatoes.

A man with flower arms passed by him, humming disdainfully, seeing Jiang Li reaching out to pick up the potatoes that had rolled to the side of the road, his eyes rolled, and he stepped on Jiang Li's hand.

(End of this chapter)