This Game Is Too Realistic

㱗In most areas in the wasteland, the alliance has a good reputation.

Especially the alliance's army, the image of strict discipline is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. I have never heard of any caravan or settlement being robbed by alliance soldiers.

Therefore, Mogavi did not panic at all. He boarded the inflatable boat with only two skilled mercenaries and urged the man driving the boat to speed up towards the beach.

After sailing for two or three miles, the inflatable boat quickly docked.

"You guys park the boat! Come to me immediately when you're done!"

Mogawi ordered two mercenaries to drag the inflatable boat to the shore and beach it, while he hurriedly walked towards the camp on the shore.

The beach is no better than the sea.

Their inflatable boat was coated with tree oil extracted from black ironwood, which could emit a rotten smell to drive away alien species in the sea, but he had to rely on himself to get to the shore.

He hurriedly walked out of the edge of the beach. The moment his soles stepped on the soft soil, his eyes widened in shock at the sight in front of him.

On a platform made of wood, there were furs of different sizes and colors stacked up like playing cards.

Probably to save space, they were tied with hemp ropes into the shape of tofu blocks and stacked tightly together, and the only protection measure was a simple shed made of thatch.

These raw hides had probably just been peeled off the prey, and the surface was still stained with blood and grease that had not been washed away. They exuded a slight stench due to the high temperature.

"Enter Sand Sea Soul Spirit..."

Mogavi's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg into it.

What shocked him was not the cruelty of the scene before him.

In the wasteland, as long as they are not full of food and support, no one will be so compassionate that they will sympathize with any alien species.

What really shocked him was the brutality and rudeness of these people!

How could they treat these priceless treasures so badly, piling them here like rags!

Aren’t these guys who waste natural resources afraid of being punished by God? ?

"Enter the sand sea spirit! Pure blood mink fur! Wait, this is a mutated cheetah?! Emerald python, mutated rhinoceros skin..."

"hiss--"

"You just pile these treasures here and let them rot in the high temperature!? You might as well give them to me!"

The noisy sound quickly attracted the attention of nearby players.

Some players who were working at the slaughtering point put down their work and surrounded him curiously.

"Good guy, is the NPC here?"

"There's a cargo ship parked over there, and this guy seems to have gotten off that ship."

"What's he talking about?"

"Who knows, I turned on the translator too late."

Wiping the blood on the boning knife, Qingdeng Gujiu, who was wearing a leather apron, stared at the NPC, squinted his eyes, and said in non-standard human language.

"Who are you?"

The man looked at him quickly, hurriedly took out a wet business card from his shirt, and handed it over excitedly.

"I am Mogavi! A merchant from Silvermoon Bay! Are these furs yours?"

Without answering his question, Qingdeng Gujiu took the business card and glanced at it, then put it into his pocket and looked at the guy again.

"You know these things very well?"

Mogavi nodded quickly, suppressing his excitement and said.

"Then it's a penny! You set a price, I want all these goods!"

Not to mention anything else, if the blood mink skins he just saw were processed properly, they could be made into fur coats and shipped to Borneo Province, which could be exchanged for at least a hundred slaves!

And if you go a little further west and sell it to a port near Triumph City, you can get at least 100,000 dinars!

Not to mention that those pieces of blood mink were just the tip of the iceberg of this pile of goods.

As for mutated rhinos and mutated cheetahs, these are not rare species. Although their furs cannot be sold at a very high price, they are in high demand. No matter which port they are in, people are rushing to get them. You never have to worry about not being able to sell the goods. Come out and hit your hand.

It is no exaggeration to say that the combined wealth of his cargo is not as good as the piles of furs scrawled here.

After all, he can't earn 1,000 dinars from a whole container of iron ore, but a relatively complete fur here might easily be sold for that price!

Thinking of this huge amount of money, Mogavi's heart was pounding, and even his breathing became rapid involuntarily.

There is gold everywhere here!

Praise the spirit of Shahai! !

Seeing the merchant monkey in front of him eagerly asking for a price, Qingdeng Ancient Wine couldn't help but raise his eyebrows with a strange expression.

Is this guy's first time doing business?

He just didn't have the words "Come and kill me" written on his face.

Turning his eyes slightly, he spoke.

"...These furs haven't been processed yet. We plan to sell them after processing."

Mogavi said sadly.

"It's too late. The way you're going to deal with it, even a piece of wood will rot! Don't believe it, at least half of this batch will be left by tomorrow morning. I'll lose!"

Qingdeng Gujiu was stunned for a moment and retorted subconsciously.

"How could it be so fast!"

Are you kidding me?

This is not the first time he has been a butcher. In Shuguang City, if he peels off the skin and throws it away for two or three days before processing it, it will still be collected by someone.

How could it possibly rot in one day?

Looking at this guy who didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all, Mogavi said in a dumbfounded voice.

"Are you kidding me? This is the tropics! You don't think the rate of corruption here is the same as in your hometown, right? I just landed ashore and I could smell the stench from a long distance away!"

Qing Deng sniffed subconsciously, maybe because he got used to the smell here, but he really didn't smell anything.

However, he understood the meaning of this guy's words, and his expression gradually became less calm than before.

"Then make a price."

Hiding the secret joy in his heart, Mogavi stretched out a finger, pointed at the chopped goods next to him, and said sincerely.

"Because we are destined, I can pay you 50,000 dinars for this pile! I want all of it!"

A total of 250,000 dinars.

Including those "inconspicuous" blood mink skins.

Mogawi thinks that this price is quite sincere.

After all, if he left these goods alone, they would just rot on the beach and not be able to sell them for a cent.

To his surprise, after hearing his sincere offer, the brother in front of him rolled his eyes unceremoniously and refused without thinking.

"Get out of here! Mr. Shaomeng, I don't know the price of dinars? There are at least two hundred pieces in this pile, 0,000 dinars? What a joke!"

Mogavi was stunned for a moment and said with a grimace.

"Friend, this is unprocessed rawhide. More than two hundred dinars for a piece is already very sincere. Even if you drag it to Silver Moon Bay now, you won't be able to find a more generous buyer than me."

Qingdeng Gujiu shook his head like a rattle.

"Don't even think about it. It doesn't matter how many pieces I can handle. You have to sincerely plan to buy it. A pile of at least 50,000 silver coins."

"Ten thousand silver coins?!" Mogavi's eyes widened, "Are you kidding me?! This is enough to buy a truck!"

Qingdeng Gujiu chuckled and said unceremoniously.

"How many trucks do you think I can exchange for if I take them back to Dawn City?"

Mogavi looked at him dumbfounded.

"You can't bring it back at all. With the way you handle it, this batch of goods will definitely be ruined on the way!"

Qingdeng Ancient Wine curled his lips in surprise.

"Come on, the temperature here is high, won't it drop down in the sky? We have packed up a thousand pieces of fur. When we take them back to Dawn City and process them, we can sell them for at least 100,000 silver coins. We can't even sell them here. All the aquatic products can be shipped back, not to mention a few furs.”

To be honest, his words were bluffing. After all, air transportation is not without cost.

Moreover, the Niu Ma airship is not a specialized cold chain transportation tool. It would be okay to transport some foam boxes filled with seafood. Tu Xian, a resident of Shuguang City, might buy some. Making money for air tickets is not a problem.

But these furs are different, they are all traded in bulk. Not to mention whether there is a problem with the refrigeration tools, even if it is shipped back according to the weight, it is still unknown whether the cost can be earned back.

However, on the other hand, the price of 250 dinars per piece was absolutely unacceptable to him, and the price of those prey items was more than this amount.

If it were sold at this price, he would get 250.

Mogavi shook his head and was about to leave, but saw that no one was stopping him, so he stamped his feet and turned back with gritted teeth.

"Forget it, seeing as you have extended a helping hand to us, I will lose a little more...even if there are a thousand pieces here, a total of 130,000 silver coins, I want them all!"

There is no stable exchange rate between silver coins and dinars. In some places it can be as high as 1:3, and in other places it can be as high as 1:10. This is related to the distance from Triumph City and Dawn City, and also to whether the slave trade in the nearby area is related to popularity.

Although the dinar is a precious metal currency, in fact it is not gold that anchors the value of the dinar, but the slaves and the output value they can create.

But one thing is beyond doubt.

The purchasing power of silver coins in most areas is stronger than dinars, even if the circulation rate is not as good as dinars, at least east of the great desert.

Qingdeng Ancient Wine was immediately moved when he heard the price.

One hundred and thirty thousand silver coins!

An average of one hundred and thirty silver per piece!

This price is not beautiful, but it is much better than two hundred and ten dinars!

However, his heart was moved, so he still made a hesitant expression and said.

"One hundred and thirty thousand...this price is still too low. I have to find other people to discuss it."

Upon hearing these words, Mogavi's eyes widened and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Good guy.

I bet this guy has been haggling for a long time, but this batch of goods is not his!

After understanding the murderous look in the NPC's eyes, Qingdeng Gujiu smiled, feeling a little embarrassed, and coughed dryly.

"...Most of it is mine, most of it is..."

Without giving this guy time to regret, Qingdeng Ancient Wine immediately ran to the slaughtering point nearby, gathered together the pro life players who opened the slaughtering stall, and then told them his love one by one.

Including an NPC who took a fancy to the batch of unprocessed rawhide at Dui Port, including several negotiations with that person.

"...I calculated it all and found that the price of 130,000 silver coins is still affordable, and it saves us the freight and labor costs of handling the hides, as well as the possible losses during transportation... If this is really possible, If Shuguang City tries to find a way, it might end up losing money. It’s better to just package it and sell it to that guy, and everyone can make a lot of money.”

Several professional life players thought about it and seemed to think so.

The alien species pounced on them one after another, and the stalls were almost full of prey, and they didn't know when they would be able to free their hands to deal with the furs.

Some people are willing to buy it all, which is convenient for them.

As for Brother Qingdeng's character, they can also trust him. If he doesn't exist, it means one price on the surface, but another price secretly.

"Just watch and talk."

"Brother, I believe you."

"If you can make less money by going wholesale, it's good to get rid of it quickly. It's a pity that it rots on the beach."

Seeing that so many brothers trusted him, Qing Deng was deeply moved and looked at them with an moved expression.

"Good brothers! Thanks to your trust, I, Qingdeng Ancient Wine, will definitely not let you down!"

"Hey, why are you saying thank you? You helped us negotiate the sales, so we have to thank you," a professional player smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Another player suddenly suggested something in his heart.

"By the way, there will definitely be NPCs coming here to collect furs in the future. How about we register an organization and association or something, and then we all agree on a price and sell them together, and set different prices for different types of furs. The profit will definitely be higher than this They all cost one price, and it also prevents those NPCs from coming to us one by one and destroying them one by one to lower the price."

As soon as this idea was put forward, it was immediately recognized by many people.

"What a great idea!"

"Agree!"

"We can't let the NPC cut our leeks!"

Qing Deng also suddenly came to his senses. Why did the NPC almost turn his face after hearing that the goods were not all his?

After working on it for a long time, there is still this doorway in it.

But now is not the time to discuss this.

After coughing twice, he motioned for everyone to look at him and continued.

"Everyone, listen to me. Let's take a long-term view on this. We can discuss it carefully on the forum after we go offline. Let's deal with this batch of goods now."

The player who suggested it earlier also nodded and said.

"Indeed, let's deal with the goods first."

After getting everyone's permission, Qing Dengxin returned to the cargo pile and found Mogavi pacing back and forth.

This time, with the support of all the brothers, he also had the confidence to bargain, and started arguing with Mogawe based on reason.

Finally, after some efforts on his part, the total of 1,131 furs were finally sold for 140,000 silver coins.

Although it did not reach his expectation of 150,000 silver coins, it seemed that this price was already the limit that the NPC merchant could accept.

When he said the words "成巷", the guy's whole body seemed to have been emptied out, as if his pockets had been squeezed dry.

Although this guy is an NPC, NPCs in this game are basically no different from real people, and Qingden Ancient Wine is too embarrassed to squeeze this guy to death.

He still hopes to keep this business going for a long time.

In exchange for 140,000 silver coins, the players at Chip Port need to help package the more than a thousand pieces of fur and send them to the deck of the "Mistral" cargo ship.

There was no dock, so it was not easy to load these ten tons of goods onto the ship, but Qingdeng Ancient Wine readily agreed.

"As you wish, 140,000 silver coins! I have to get the money from the cargo ship... You transport the goods to the deck, and we will collect the money with one hand and the goods with the other."

After making a verbal agreement, Mogavi walked to the south of the camp, stopped next to the fence gate, looked at Qingdeng Ancient Wine and told him repeatedly.

Seeing this guy's expression of losing money, Qing Deng chuckled and waved his hand.

"I got it. Come back quickly and tell your captain to stop the ship and we'll get it to you soon."

"It's a deal..."

Mogavi didn't want to continue chatting on the beach, so he turned around and walked in the direction of the beached inflatable boat.

At this moment, two mercenaries with guns on their backs came over. They were stunned when they saw the boss walking back in a hurry.

"Boss?"

"What... situation?"

"The matter has been settled!" Mogavi patted the shoulder of the mercenary who was walking in front and urged him hurriedly, "It's time to go. Time is money. We have to get back to the ship quickly."

The goods piled on the pile now belong to him. Every minute he delays here, one of the pelts may be damaged.

This was something he couldn't bear no matter what.

Especially the blood mink skins he was interested in were bundled together with a pile of tanning mutated rhinoceros skins. Looking at the blood and grease stuck to the beautiful hair, he felt a pain and twitching in his heart.

What a bunch of losers!

When the boss said he was going back, the two mercenaries almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

With a lot of effort, they dragged the speedboat ashore and stranded it. They originally thought about having a few drinks in the Alliance settlement, but in the end they were urged to go back without even touching the door.

"Why are you looking at me?" Seeing the two mercenaries standing still, Mogawi glared at them, "Why don't you hurry up!"

"yes……"

Not daring to offend their employer, the two mercenaries finally suppressed their tempers and turned back toward the inflatable boat.

In order to get back to the deck quickly, Mogavi didn't care about the water getting his trouser legs wet, and pushed up the inflatable boat with the two mercenaries.

The three of them struggled for less than half an hour, and finally managed to maneuver the speedboat back to the anchored cargo ship.

The two speedboats parked beside the cargo ship had not left, and the captain of the patrol team was smoking impatiently on the bow, as if he had been waiting for them for a long time.

Mogavi wasted no time and quickly grabbed the ladder and climbed onto the deck.

Seeing his employer return to the deck, Song Haining immediately walked up and asked.

"What's going on on the shore?"

"The prophecy is true! There is golden land everywhere! Hahaha! I really encountered it!" After changing his depressed look when he was growing up on the shore, Mogavi spoke excitedly and incoherently, grabbing Song with both hands. Captain's shoulders.

Song Haining was stunned for a moment, confused by these words, and after a while he came back to his senses and spoke.

"Why is there gold everywhere..."

"I have purchased a batch of goods from them. Just wait here for a while. They will deliver the goods soon. I will prepare the money."

With that said, Mogavi walked towards the cabin. Song Haining immediately reached out and held his arm and asked quickly.

"Wait, what kind of goods? Send it to the deck? How do they deliver it?"

He had no plans to dock here, let alone there was no dock for them to dock here.

If it is transported by small boats one by one, how long will it take to transport it?

If he was targeted by the submarine in Shelter 70, he didn't think that the two patrol speedboats could protect him thoroughly.

Looking at Captain Song who was questioning him anxiously, Mogavi chuckled and patted his hand.

"Don't worry, they said it will be very soon, it won't be long, we will just wait for a while."

Song Haining stared at him and said.

"We can't wait too long. The federal patrol is still waiting for us. Without them to guide us, we can't get through the minefield. And there is also Shelter 70——"

"Then please tell them for me and ask them to wait! Two speedboats... I can pay them an extra 2,000 dinars!"

Song Haining watched Mogavi free his arm and walk towards the cabin in a hurry. His wrinkles were all squeezed together.

At this moment, a sailor ran down the gangway and said anxiously to him.

"Captain, that airship is on the shore! It's approaching us!"

Airship? !

Song Haining was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at the north shore of the strait and raised his head, only to see the hovering airship slowly flying towards him with a string of ropes hanging on it.

Seeing the thing hanging on the rope, his eyes widened and almost bulged out.

Good guy.

Is this true? !

Mogavi, who came out of the warehouse carrying a suitcase, was also shocked by the Alliance's actions.

However, he was not surprised for a long time. In less than a quarter of an hour, the airship had floated directly above the cargo ship and slowly stopped.

The sea breeze blew loudly, and several "tofu cubes" hung by the rope swayed like pendulums. It took several attempts before they were placed on the deck and stabilized.

Seeing this thrilling and thrilling scene, Song Haining felt like his heart was being pulled into his throat.

Especially when the "pendulum" swept towards him, the Mistral, he was so frightened that his whole face turned pale.

Fortunately, everyone was lucky, and no one was killed in this series of outrageous actions.

On one of the piles of "tofu cubes", a man wearing a leather jacket jumped down.

The man looked around and soon saw the dumbfounded Mogavi standing next to the cabin. His eyes lit up and he walked forward with a smile.

"The goods have been delivered, where is the money?"

After a long time to regain his senses, Mogavi closed his open mouth, gave a thumbs up in admiration, and then handed over the suitcase in his hand.

"All 140,000 silver coins are here."

Qingdeng Gujiu took the suitcase and took a look at it. Seeing dozens of neat bundles of 100 yuan banknotes, he closed the lid with a smile.

“A pleasure to work with.”

"Happy cooperation...I will come back here in a few days. If you have good things then, please remember to save them for me," Mogawi looked at him and glared at him like a captain, coughed dryly and said, "Also, you... I’d better find a way to build a pier as soon as possible, I’m afraid there won’t be any boats willing to take me back to the island.”

Qingdeng Gujiu's eyes lit up.

"That's easy to say, I'll introduce it to you!"

Mogavi was stunned for a moment and looked at him strangely.

"You...have a boat?"

"That's a must!" Qing Deng said with a smile, "If you need it, you can find a guy named Tail when you get to the circular port. She is on the ship with the White Bear flag."

Mogavi nodded: "I'll take a look, if necessary... By the way, how do you plan to reply?"

"That's easy to say. I'll reply as I came. See you later!"

Qing Deng smiled and made a gesture, turned around and returned to the pile of goods, then untied the ropes that hooked the piles of furs, and hooked them to himself.

Everyone just watched this guy holding a suitcase, being lifted off the deck by the airship, and swinging towards the shore.

Watching the guy disappear from sight, Song Haining swallowed and stared at Mogavi.

Knowing what he wanted to say, Mogavi coughed awkwardly and explained.

"Actually, these guys are quite nice. They are much easier to get along with than most of the survivors in the settlement... but sometimes they act a bit recklessly."

"I don't care what I do or not, you don't want to drag me along with me. This ship has been with me for ten years!" Song Haining stared at him and continued, "This is the last time... when I return to the ship, I There's no way the boat will stop here, don't even think about it!"

Mogavi nodded with a smile.

"Good...good!"

It's impossible not to stop here.

The money he made from just that transaction has almost caught up with his profit from this shipment of goods.

He doesn't want to come back, he has to stay here for a while.

Maybe when he arrives at the port of the circular island, he can ask the cargo owner to recommend him to see if he is willing to accept the transaction...

But then again.

Why does this name sound so familiar...

Mogavi always felt like he had heard of it somewhere.

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(Thanks to the leader "Xui Bei Xue" for the reward!!!)