"They still know how to repair firearms?" Long Yuehong looked at Bai Chen in the driving position and pushed open the car door.
What he means is that this is no longer a simple repair.
"If you can't eat this bowl of rice, you can't open a store like this." The cold wind was howling outside, and Bai Chen couldn't help pulling the gray scarf around his neck.
"Also, sometimes, broken guns are not really broken, or not so badly broken." Jiang Baimian speculated based on his own experience and knowledge, "It's just that gun sellers don't understand it."
Bai Chen nodded and said:
"That's the most profitable part."
After finishing speaking, she closed the car door and walked towards the "Affordable Gun Store".
"Money?" Long Yuehong has learned this term, but has only seen it once in reality, that is the old world coin that Shang Jianyao got from Wu Shoushi.
Jiang Baimian said casually while looking through the windshield:
"This is a part of the big forces, and there must be coins in circulation, but they are often confined to the interior.
"Actually, the company's contribution points are also slightly equal to money in essence. Have you forgotten the concept of general equivalents?"
Long Yuehong recalled for a few seconds, and said weakly:
"We didn't learn..."
Jiang Baimian was at a loss for words, and only smiled for a few seconds:
"Go back and give you a few books to read carefully.
"While it's not very useful in terms of life inside the company, it helps a lot to understand a lot of things for us who are often in the ashes.
"Also, if you can master it, it will be much easier for you to be transferred from the 'Old Tune Group', and you can even be assigned to the department in charge of foreign trade."
"Okay, okay." Long Yuehong's eyes lit up.
Although he will definitely be in the "old tune group" for most of the next six months, he will have immediate worries without far-sightedness, and he still has to prepare for the future transfer.
Otherwise, after adapting to such a high-paying position, it is really easy to make people feel lost.
Besides, I have to support a family in the future!
Jiang Baimian nodded with a smile, then looked suspiciously at Shang Jianyao and said:
"why do not you talk?"
The quieter the guy was, the more she was afraid he would do something wrong.
Shang Jianyao touched his stomach and said:
"Save energy."
"Also..." Jiang Baimian also felt hungry.
It's been a while since lunch time.
While speaking, Bai Chen came out of the "Afu Gun Store" and returned to the jeep.
Behind her, a young man in an old windbreaker followed and opened the iron fence gate a few meters away.
This leads to the rear of the building where the gun shop is located.
This is a square yard surrounded by several buildings. The ground is covered with gray-white stone bricks, but it has been broken a lot, and some rainwater has accumulated.
After Bai Chen found a place to park the jeep, he opened the door and said:
"right here."
Jiang Baimian nodded lightly, got out of the car and looked around, keeping the locations of the four exits of the yard firmly in his mind.
Then, they followed Bai Chen and walked into the back door of the "Afu Gun Store", and went up to the second floor along a cold and damp gray-white staircase.
A woman who looked to be in her thirties was waiting here.
Her black hair was tied high in a bun, and her facial features were not outstanding, but she had an unspeakable style.
At this time, she was wearing a dark red cotton jacket and a dark scarf around her neck, and she was quite clean.
"Aunt Nan." Bai Chen greeted.
Aunt Nan glanced at everyone in the "Old Tune Group" without asking anything. She pointed to the end of the corridor on the second floor and said:
"Your rooms are the two innermost rooms. If you encounter problems, you can jump into the yard, or you can jump into the street.
"The key is at the door."
Jiang Baimian looked at the scarf around Aunt Nan's neck, and said with a smile:
"thanks."
"It's not for nothing." Aunt Nan pursed her lips and smiled. "Two rooms, a 500-gram can of military food every day, I hope you don't owe money in the end."
Jiang Baimian said briskly:
"Don't worry, I really can't pay, I'll let them find something to do."
She was referring to Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong.
Aunt Nan smiled indifferently and said:
"In Wild Grass City, the competition for the relic hunters is fierce.
"Sometimes, they even take over the task of helping people deliver lunch and dinner."
She paused and added:
"The toilet and bathroom are on the other side, so you can see it at the end.
"If you want to take a bath, but you are afraid of the cold, it is best to choose between 12:00 to 12:30 noon and 6:30 to 7:00 pm. At these times, we have just finished cooking, and there is enough hot water in the empty wall of the stove, which can be directly pressed. Come up and use it, hehe, save it. If you miss these two points, you have to put the water into the water heater, boil it with electricity, and then adjust the cold water to the appropriate temperature.
"Well, it's winter now, and there is not enough water. The living area is only powered for five hours a day, from 11:30 to 1:30 at noon, and from 5:30 to 8:30 at night. You can calculate the time yourself."
For Aunt Nan's reminder, Long Yuehong and others were not surprised at all. After all, the energy supply inside "Pangu Creature" is stricter than this, and it is a quota system.
"If we use electricity to boil water, do we need to pay extra?" Jiang Baimian knew that Bai Chen might not be so good at talking, and took the responsibility of bargaining.
Aunt Nan glanced at Bai Chen:
"Four times a can.
"If you want us to prepare your meals, you have to tell us in advance."
After confirming the details, Jiang Baimian waved goodbye to Aunt Nan and walked towards the room along the cold aisle with light shining in from both ends.
The two doors stand opposite each other, painted with dark red paint, and there are certain traces of damage, giving people a very old feeling.
The layout of the house is the same: a bunk bed, a table by the window, a wooden cabinet with moth-eaten marks, and two square stools.
Because of the climate and environment here, the air is slightly humid, and the coldness seems to penetrate through the clothes and penetrate the bone marrow.
"It's still the old rules." Jiang Baimian pulled out the brass-colored key of the room next to the street, "Shang Jianyao and I share the same house, and you two share the same house."
She had to watch Shang Jianyao in person to prevent this guy's brain from twitching and doing something.
For example, turn on the speakers and disturb people in the middle of the night.
For example, if you hear movement on the street, you jump out of the window and "participate."
And Bai Chen is obviously unable to deal with Shang Jianyao.
Without giving Shang Jianyao a chance to speak, Jiang Baimian turned his wrist and looked at the electronic watch:
"There are ten minutes to 12:30, everyone hurry up to take a battle bath, change clothes, and then go out for dinner and contact the intelligence officer."
Compared with mechanical watches, she prefers electronic watches because they have more functions.
Today, all the members of the "Old Tune Team" are well-trained. They each completed the bath in just two minutes, and changed into clothes that were closer to ordinary ruin hunters and Weed City civilians:
Shang Jianyao's upper body is a set of dark blue short down jackets, the fabric is slightly old, but the overall is not so shriveled, and the lower body is a pair of thicker pants made of blue denim, which has very little impact on movement;
Long Yuehong was wearing a black padded jacket that reached his thighs; Jiang Baimian was the same style as him; Bai Chen was a gray windproof suit that just covered the armed belt.
Their trousers were similar to those of Shang Jianyao. Men are wearing brown high-top leather shoes, and women are wearing black boots.
- These are the benefits that the company gives to employees who need to go to the surface to perform tasks in winter.
"Hide your pistols." Bai Chen pulled the scarf around his neck and reminded, "In Wild Grass City, there is a rather strange prohibition, that is, 'Don't let the patrolmen see your weapons'."
The ones in the gun store don't count.
"It's not forbidden, but can't be seen by the patrolmen?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise.
"Yes." Bai Chen nodded, "the first time you see it, your weapons will be confiscated. The second time you see it, you will be detained for a month. The third time you see it, you will be detained for three months, and then expelled from the city. , and declared persona non grata, which will also result in the deduction of the Hunter's Guild's credit points."
"It's weird, why not just ban guns?" Long Yuehong said she couldn't understand.
Like inside Pangea, there is a clear gun ban.
"I don't know why." Bai Chen replied calmly.
Jiang Baimian smiled and said:
"In many places, there are similar bans that make people feel strange, and each of these bans has very deep historical reasons."
"Why is Wild Grass City?" Long Yuehong asked.
Jiang Bai gave him a blank look:
"I don't know either. Hopefully we'll find out later.
"It's a joy to dig like this."
In fact, she has certain guesses, but it is not easy to say if she is not sure.
After talking about this topic, Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao, who was madly hinting at his stomach, and said with a smile:
"Come on, go out to eat."
Hearing this sentence, Shang Jianyao turned around first and walked along the cold aisle to the stairs.
After descending to the parking yard, Bai Chen pointed to the jeep:
"Have to exchange things for coins."
"How to change?" Long Yuehong always asked when she didn't understand. She was a good and qualified student.
"Go to the municipal building, there is a row of 'exchange windows', you can exchange different materials for local money. If you are not afraid of trouble and have acquaintances, you can go to the hunter guild or bar, teahouse, nightclub, and find the underground market for exchange, it will be more cost-effective. A little." Bai Chen explained briefly, "In Wild Grass City, within the sphere of influence of the 'First City', all transactions on the bright side can only use their coins."
"That's it..." Long Yuehong suddenly had some expectations for the next thing, because this was something he had never experienced before, and it was very new.
Jiang Baimian thought about it and said:
"Let's go to the exchange window. Before contacting the company's intelligence personnel, it is best not to have contact with the underground forces here."
Bai Chen had no opinion, pointed to the remaining cans, energy bars and compressed biscuits and said:
"How much?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Baimian has always respected the judgment of "authorities".
"Half." Bai Chen replied without hesitation, "The value of the coins here will fluctuate from time to time, so it's safer to keep more supplies on hand."
"Volatility?" Long Yuehong asked curiously.
Bai Chen replied casually:
"The coin of the 'First City', the smallest denomination is Cass, the second is Drase, and the largest is Aure.
"Under normal circumstances, in terms of purchasing materials, one contribution point of the company is approximately equal to two cents, while 1 cent is equal to 10 cents, and 1 Austrian is equal to 10 cents. Well, that is to say, 1 Austrian can buy 1 catty of raw pork, but there are Sometimes, you can only buy eight taels, and sometimes you can buy two taels a pound, or more."
Cass, Delace, and Ole are all words in the Red River language. They come from the names of some of the leaders when the “First City” was established.
In Yecao City, the official language is Honghe language, but the folk language is mainly gray soil.
"In this case, wouldn't it be possible to make a fortune sometimes?" Long Yuehong asked keenly.
"That's right." Jiang Baimian smiled, "In the old world, this was a specialized business, but now, it doesn't matter if you make money like this occasionally. Those who make a living will be dragged out and executed."
"Cannon shooter." Bai Chen corrected.
This is the "prime city"'s habit of punishing similar personnel, one batch at a time.
Long Yuehong made a "hiss", and in the end took a big mouthful of cold air into her body, and deeply felt what it means to be cold.
This time, without Shang Jianyao's hint, Jiang Baimian had already heard someone's stomach rumbling, smiled, ended the topic, and pointed out:
"Move things up!"