The three of them came to the slave trading area in the outer circle together. After Jiang Chen paid 20,000 Yajing, the thousand slaves were transferred to his name. Led by the fish-bone soldiers, these ragged slaves walked towards the underground passage.
They will be taken to the Fishbone Base where they will receive three months of military training. If they pass the examination successfully, they will get rid of their slave status and become lower-class citizens and join the army. As for those who fail to pass the assessment, they will be sent to the colonies to engage in production.
After receiving Yajing, Hu Youde bowed exaggeratedly to Jiang Chen, then walked away with his waist high.
"I bought this thing in a shop in the 6th neighborhood... Do you know the origin of this thing?" Pulling Zhao Chenwu aside, Jiang Chen took out the bag of shells and asked straight to the point.
"Bullet Shell Valley? I know this stuff. It wasn't until my caravan left Suhang Province that I discovered that this wasteland was larger than we imagined. In the land of Jingchu 600 kilometers away, the survivors there Everyone is growing this kind of grain. It was only recently that this kind of grain came here along the trade route." Zhao Chenwu said with a bitter smile as he looked at the millet the size of a bullet shell.
"What's the output of this thing?" Jiang Chen asked in a deep voice.
"The yield is very objective, but the requirements for soil quality are very strict. Only soil with a pollution degree and radiation value below 20 can be planted. Such soil is basically not found in the entire Wanghai City. Even in the Jingchu area, it is possible to grow this soil There are not many farms that grow crops. Although it can be grown using CNC planting towers, the cost will be very high."
Having said this, Zhao Chenwu paused, reached out and grabbed a few bullets from the bag of shells.
"This kind of shell rice starch is mixed with several special plant proteins, so the structure is relatively tight. If it is steamed into rice, the outside is usually rotten, but the inside may still be raw. So this kind of shell rice is generally It is ground into flour, and then mixed with a kind of alien R-refined butter to make bread or biscuits, or simply used to make wine. My caravan saw these things over there in Wu City, and I saw that they can produce food. ... To be honest, I was surprised. I originally thought that only the Northern United Region and some shelters could produce food, but I didn't expect that someone would actually discover this edible mutant crop."
Radiation has brought too many surprises to this land. Just like no one knows what monsters will come out of the nuclear bomb crater, no one knows what treasures may be hidden inside. When Old World plants could not thrive on this soil. There will inevitably be plants from the New World to replace them.
"Won't this mutated crop accumulate toxins?" Jiang Chen asked in confusion.
In his impression, most plants in the wasteland cannot be used. The main reason is because toxins in the soil will accumulate in the plants. This is also the reason why mutated fruits are inedible and can only be used as raw materials for nutritional mixtures.
"This Shell Valley is very special. Toxins are basically accumulated in the husks. Therefore, it can be eaten directly without throwing it into the organic conversion furnace." Zhao Chenwu sighed and said.
This is not good news. This kind of rice spreads to Wanghai City along the trade routes, and it is bound to have an impact on the grain business jointly monopolized by the Fish Bone Base and the Zhao Group. Although this kind of food is not as good as white rice in terms of texture and taste, it is still a substitute for poor people who cannot afford rice.
Seeing Jiang Chen fell into silence, Zhao Chenwu tentatively suggested.
"I once suggested that Chu Nan increase the tax rate in Shell Valley."
"Oh? What's his answer?" Jiang Chen asked.
"Free trade." Zhao Chenwu spread his hands helplessly.
"He has the same idea as me." Jiang Chen smiled.
"Okay, after all, this is your business." Seeing that Jiang Chen was not moved, Zhao Chenwu sighed and stopped insisting.
Protective taxation means nothing except making the valley of shells unaffordable to the poor, even if they cannot afford it. They may not consume food that they simply cannot afford.
Objectively speaking, the appearance of this shell valley in the Sixth District is of great help to the growth of the population. Only enough food can feed more people. In the long run, the emergence of this shell valley will do more good than harm.
... ...
After bidding farewell to Zhao Chenwu and seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Chen went to the Paradise Island Hotel to rest for the night.
Early the next morning, Jiang Chen returned to the Fishbone Base by helicopter.
In front of the community center square, under the statue of the Deathclaw Mother, a thousand slaves stood in a dark place. The clothes on these slaves have been uniformly changed into the military uniforms of the Fishbone Base, although they are a little uneasy about what is about to happen. But they obviously had little room to resist under gunpoint.
Cheng Weiguo was standing on the makeshift review stage, lecturing these recruits and reading out the rules of the Fish Bone Base and the training plan for the next three months.
After bypassing the square, Jiang Chen returned directly to the villa. Then I went to Yao Yao's room.
The bedroom door was open, and when Jiang Chen walked in, the little loli was sitting at the table tinkering with a mechanical helmet.
"Ah, big brother is here, what's the matter?" Yao Yao's eyes lit up when he noticed Jiang Chen. With a whoosh, he took off the welding mask on his face and turned around happily.
The calves were dangling on the edge of the chair like lotus joints, and they looked a bit soft when fitted with the pale pink skirt.
"Well, there's something wrong. What is this?" Jiang Chen stepped forward and rubbed her little head, and said with a smile.
"The brainwave nerve signal conversion device, if sister Xiaorou wears it, she will be able to walk without a wheelchair." Yao Yao said happily, squinting her long eyelashes with satisfaction.
"Really? That's all thanks to Yao Yao."
With a shy blush on her cheeks, Yao Yao smiled sheepishly, "Actually, it's mainly due to Lin Ling. I'm only responsible for the database and chip processing."
Lin Ling? I didn't expect that guy to be surprisingly considerate of others. Jiang Chen thought with some relief.
"Speaking of which, big brother, do you want Yao Yao to help with something?" Yao Yao blinked and asked, looking up at Jiang Chen's face.
"Yes. Sun Jiao copied all the library databases to you last time, right? Can you help me check if there is any map of mineral resources division in it?"
"Mineral resource distribution map? I'll look for it... Hehehe."
Her little feet wrapped in white stockings reached the slippers on the floor. Yao Yao slid against the computer chair to another computer desk and quickly tapped a few buttons on the touch pad. A blue reading frame appeared in the center of the screen.
Half a minute later, 37 search results popped up.
Jiang Chen stood behind Yao Yao and checked each picture, but he didn't see what he wanted.
"Why are they all regional output data... There is no specific information on the location of the mineral deposits?" Jiang Chen said with a bitter smile.
"Ugh... I'm sorry, I couldn't help." Yao Yao lowered his head in disappointment.
"No, this is not Yao Yao's fault. Maybe this geological information is too sensitive and is not included in the city library's database." Jiang Chen quickly comforted him.
Just think about it, how could such critical information be in a library that is open to everyone.
"...If it's not in the library, will the Wanghai Geological Bureau have it?" Yao Yao suggested reluctantly.
Geological Bureau? That's a good idea.
"Can you find the location of the Geological Bureau before the war on your computer?" Jiang Chen asked.
The map in the ep is just an outline map, which can only identify suspended train stations, airports, hospitals or more obvious landmarks.
"No problem, leave it to Yao Yao! There is a pre-war urban map in the library's database... This is it." As he said that, Yao Yao had already pulled out the map and presented it to Jiang. In front of morning.
"Outside of the city center?"
Looking at the red dot on the map, Jiang Chen frowned. (.)