After nuclear sewage, I can hear the voices of plants

Chapter 78 "Invisible Rich"

After Gao Chou's introductions one by one, Jiang Yan had a new understanding of the clutter in his home. However, the new understanding did not know these things. Through understanding of the trading place, Jiang Yan corrected his understanding of this post-nuclear war. view of the world.

This world is not as rich in materials as Jiang Yan imagined. Due to radiation and civilizational faults, farming technology has become a very scarce resource. Few people can take care of crops, which has resulted in many crops that have not grown to At the point where it is enough to harvest, it has already died due to various reasons.

Some people, like Jiang Yan, have learned some planting techniques, but due to various environmental reasons, the plants simply cannot grow to the desired level.

To be fair, part of the reason why Jiang Yan was able to plant vegetables in her front and back yards was because she knew how to plant them, and most of the reason was because Jiang Yan could communicate with the plants.

Jiang Yan can know what the plants need at the first time, such as radiation rain. After the radiation rain comes, the plants in the farm begin to look for charcoal in large quantities. Jiang Yan doesn't know why, but as long as the plants need it, Jiang Yan did it immediately, and it didn't take long for the plants' discomfort to gradually subside.

Therefore, except for Jiang Yan himself, the number of people outside who can grow crops is close to zero. Most people are in a state of not having enough to eat. The vast majority of food is obtained through picking. On this basis, most people The most common foods most people eat are rotten fruit and rats.

The surviving humans dare not go to the deep mountains and old forests. Even if there is abundant food there, there may be all kinds of ferocious beasts hidden there. And Kuotai like Jiang Yan, who carries two boxes of bullets when he goes out, is basically out of place in this world. exist.

Therefore, even if they know that there is a lot of food in the deep mountains, most people don't dare to go there. Judging from the achievements of Jiang Yan, who relies on his ability to travel through the woods and even kill three giant beasts, he is unique in the entire world.

The most important thing is that bullets are too precious. No one knows how to make bullets. All ammunition and guns are collected by people by chance, and very few of them can work.

This makes this deadly weapon treasured by the leaders of each settlement, not to protect the tribe, but to maintain their own rule.

"So what are you going to auction?"

Looking at Jiang Yan who was meditating in the living room, Gao Chou looked at Crocodile Armor and asked.

As Gao Chou described, many things in Jiang Yan's home can be sold for very exaggerated prices, such as the complete set of armor she made before, and the three doomsday sacred books collected by Jiang Yan.

But Jiang Yan does not intend to auction these. The Jiang Yan that Gao Chou expected has its own use. The armor Jiang Yan wants to keep to protect himself, the leopard skin should be kept for the winter, and the crocodile skin Jiang Yan is going to make a set of armor for Zhao Dabai. , and Quyuanli Jiangyan plans to use it again when farming next year.

Therefore, although the family is rich, none of them can be sold.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan fell into deep thought.

"What's superfluous?"

Thinking about it, Jiang Yan walked into the storage room. There were many things in the storage room, such as the military rations that Gao Chou recommended for auction. This kind of military rations was very popular in various settlements. The senior officials liked this kind of rich food. And these can often be sold at a relatively generous price.

But the military rations of ginger cigarettes must be kept for oneself. Although a few bags can be auctioned, most of the ginger cigarettes must be kept for themselves.

As for the remaining ones, such as hammers, iron axes, and iron pickaxes, there is only one portion of these ginger cigarettes. If you sell them, you will have no use for them.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yan focused on her pistol. "How about selling the gun?"

Pulling out the pistol from her waist, Jiang Yan looked at it carefully. This pistol had been with her for several months, but now it seemed that it was time to say goodbye.

Jiang Yan couldn't make pistols by herself, but when she sniped at the pursuit team, Jiang Yan captured three pistols.

One is the one Jiang Yan is using now, the other was given to Gao Chou by Jiang Yan, and the third is resting quietly in the basement.

Locking the door of the storage room, Jiang Yan lifted up the carpet and crawled into the basement. He dug out five bags of military rations from the shelf. Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain when he saw that there were only thirty bags left. After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yan Two more bags were put back.

"Just sell three bags, just sell three bags."

Holding three bags of military rations, Jiang Yan caught a glimpse of the huge oil drum in the corner. The oil drum was filled with a large amount of diesel, about thirteen tons in quantity.

"But no one knows how to use diesel, right?"

After thinking for a while, Jiang Yan gave up the idea of ​​auctioning diesel. These precious diesels were used by Jiang Yan to prepare for power generation. Although there was already an electromagnetic induction generator, the efficiency was not as high as that of diesel. So at present, these Diesel is not so precious that Jiang Yan needs to be auctioned off.

Putting the pistol in his pocket, Jiang Yan climbed out of the basement with three bags of military rations, kicked the carpet back to its original position, and walked out of the farmhouse with three bags of rations.

"Are you filming this?"

Putting the military rations on the table, Gao Chou turned to look at Jiang Yan. Although the military rations were very popular, just three bags were not enough for such a long journey. The auctions only happened twice a year. Why did Jiang Yan Don't you want to prepare more?
"No, and this."

Hearing the doubts from Gao Chou, Jiang Yan took out the prepared pistol from his pocket. Gao Chou, who was sitting on the chair, saw Jiang Yan preparing to auction the pistol. He was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth and pointed at the pistol in Jiang Yan's hand. , Gao Chou stood up suddenly.

"You! You, you, do you know how precious this thing is?"

Stuttering in shock, Gao Chou looked at Jiang Yan with wide eyes and disbelief.

Looking at the shocked look in front of Gao Chou, Jiang Yan nodded calmly. Although the pistol was relatively precious, Jiang Yan already had one. The number of firearms was not important. What was important was the number of bullets. Jiang Yan now had a total of There are only 17 rounds of ammunition. It is useless to have so many pistols.

Seeing Jiang Yan's affirmative attitude, Gao Chou was surprised for a moment, and sat back helplessly. He knew Jiang Yan's temper. Once he was sure of something, even eight cows could not pull him back.

"Really, this auction is going to be amazing because of this pistol."

With a long sigh, Gao Chou was silent for a moment, and then uttered these words helplessly.

Jiang Yan on the side couldn't help but become curious when she saw Gao Chou's expression. Of course Jiang Yan knew how precious the pistol was, but looking at Gao Chou's expression, why did she feel like she was auctioning a peerless treasure?
(End of this chapter)