Chapter 82 Big Purchase
"Then you don't need to send it to me personally, just tell me the location of the black market."
An Jing will return to Huaixu Realm after a while, how could he let Tie Shou send him to the city.
Tie Shou didn't care about this either: "As you like." He looked at the ink jade demon bone in his hand and couldn't be more satisfied.
"I also need some finely forged hardware." An Jing continued: "The higher the quality, the better."
"I have finely forged hardware, which is everywhere in this junkyard." Tie Shou understood, and then shook his head regretfully: "But the grade... I'm afraid it doesn't meet your needs for farm tools and weapons, so I don't dare sell it to you."
"Don't you dare?" An Jing raised his head in confusion and said in a confused tone, "Why don't you dare?"
Noticing An Jing's confusion, the boss shook his head and pointed to the roof of the recycling hut: "Did you see it? The newly built roof."
An Jing looked up and found that it was indeed new. He still remembered that he thought it was strange when he looked outside. It turned out that it was really new.
"Two weeks ago, you wilderness people bombed it." Iron Hand said expressionlessly: "Because the biomass converter I sold them broke down. They didn't even know what after-sales service was. They just came over and threw bombs when they disagreed. "
——The feeling is that the profiteers who wanted to earn maintenance fees were punished by the honest and honest wilderness people.
An Jing suddenly understood, and said in a deep voice: "Isn't this your problem? Just make it clear."
"Nothing to say to you wild people who can't even read a maintenance manual."
Iron Shou was still angry with the wilderness people, but noticed An Jing's silence, and sighed: "I'm not talking about you, little brother, but your relatives and tribe brothers may not be so easy to talk to."
"I'm afraid that the wilderness people will come over and blow up my house in the middle of the night, so I'll give you a clear path."
"There are several outlets of regular companies in the black market. You can buy industrial-grade black iron, which can be used to make car bearings, let alone farm tools."
Since there are high-quality hardware for use, An Jing is naturally unwilling to absorb the hardware from the garbage dump to practice Taibai Haoling Shenjin.
It's not that it's dirty, but because the demonic energy in the garbage dump is too strong and of low quality. If it's used to build a foundation, I'm afraid I can only build a scrap iron foundation.
Healing can be used in times of crisis, forget about practicing.
At this moment, Boss Tie Shou also settled An Jing's good deeds in this transaction.
An Jing resold second-hand equipment and gained 850 good deeds. Sell the black jade demon bones and dolphin teeth, and get 2,150 good deeds.
Then, entering the city will prove 1,500 good deeds, and entering and exiting the black market will prove 200 good deeds. An Jing also bought the Icefall B-type fire gun and supporting equipment, as well as the best spiritual energy stove that this store could buy, with 465 good deeds.
Among them, Boss Tie Shou did not charge An Jing the cost of cracking the Chongming sword box, but gave An Jing a friendly price of 100 good deeds to renovate and repair the sword box, including the cost of bullets.
He also purchased a set of local portable compressed cans, a total of ten, for ten good works. Purchased five ‘defensive thunder beads’, forty-five good deeds.
At this time, An Jing discovered that the purchasing power of good deeds is extremely high - although the portable compressed can is only the size of a human fist, it weighs nearly two kilograms, but when opened it is extremely hard dried meat, which will expand into two pieces after soaking in a little water. It was a light brown meat ball as big as a palm and as thick as a fist, and it smelled like industrial essence.
An Jing dug out a piece with his own table spoon, swallowed it and chewed it - it had a very strong texture, and there seemed to be tendons in it. The raw material should be beef. It tasted quite good when chewed, but it might be better if it was heated. Eat, but there is no such condition now.
Such a large piece of meat, which is also a portable compressed canned product, cannot be of low value, but can be purchased with just one good deed, so An Jing asked Iron Shou's boss Xuanye City if there were other currency systems within the city.
"Indeed, one good deed can be exchanged for one hundred credits. Daily necessities in the city are purchased with credit points. Only cultivation and combat resources need to be used for good deeds."
"As for your wilderness, haven't you always bartered? And there are no chips, so naturally you can't use the credits."
At this moment, Boss Tie Shou also gave An Jing the 680 physical good deed certificates after settlement.
There were six reddish and eight light blue chips that were quite delicate and looked like talismans. The red ones represent one hundred good deeds, and the light blue ones represent ten good deeds. The translucent chip of the certificate of good deeds has flashing light patterns one after another, which should be some kind of talisman anti-counterfeiting mark.
"With more than six hundred good deeds, if you buy industrial-grade black iron, you can probably buy nearly three thousand kilograms. Purple tin and red copper are more expensive, so you can't buy that much."
"If it's more, it won't be enough. You have to weigh it yourself - let me tell you, three thousand kilograms is enough for your tribe to use for a while. You can't actually take that much away without asking others."
Tie Shou didn't know An Jing's true identity. He really thought An Jing was a wilderness man who came here to buy weapons for hunting three-legged fire crows and metals used by the tribe to forge farm tools and weapons. He accidentally saved Huo Qing on the way. One life.
After that, Boss Tie Shou explained to An Jing a lot about the origins and rules of the black market, down to the smallest details. He was deeply worried that An Jing would not understand the rules and cause a big trouble and involve him, or that he would come to trouble him after suffering a loss.
"Don't worry about the people from the Zhouhu Gang. Just stay in my hut. If the gang comes, I'll deal with it for you."
With that said, he threw another pair of gloves to An Jing: "Put on the gloves, you little kid, show your hands. Everyone knows how old you are."
call out!
Perhaps due to the use of mechanical prosthetics, or due to testing, he threw very quickly, even with some skill.
An Jing raised his hand and held the glove firmly between his fingers: "Thank you."
After saying that, he didn't care about anything else and walked straight to the back room of the recycling hut.
Tie Shou narrowed his eyes, his left prosthetic eye flashing with light as he stared at An Jing's back.
"At such a young age, his energy is as strong as a river, and his energy is as fast as a tide. His skills are not weak at all. Even the bastard with a big gun was killed by him with one move... Which big tribe's genius? He sneaked out on his own. Breaking in, or should I say..."
He looked back, shook his head slightly and sighed: "The city is getting more and more chaotic. The Luofu Group and the Shouyang Group are fighting. It's the common people who are suffering. Now even the Wilderness people have sent their elites to join in the fun. God knows how chaotic it will be next. "
"I don't know about Big Brother...forget it, it's not something I can care about."
After thinking about it, Tie Shou simply closed the door of the recycling hut: "I just closed it recently."
Back room.
Unlike the spacious storefront, the back room appears to be very small and the furnishings are quite messy. Various household appliances, wine bottles, cans and other garbage are placed haphazardly, and the table is also filled with all kinds of documents and goods.
From various professional technical reports to various firearm parts, from medicines to elixir raw materials, everything is available, which makes people wonder about Iron Shou's daily life.
Huo Qing was currently healing himself at the table. When he saw An Jing come in, his eyes lit up and he stood up: "Brother An, how about you..."
"My work is done." Before he could finish, An Jing raised his hand to motion the wounded man to sit down. He said concisely: "You and I will wait here for a day, and then we should prepare to leave."
"It's good that I didn't delay your business."
Huo Qing took a long breath.
In An Jing's opinion, he most likely lacked love when he was a child, which led to him having a somewhat please-pleaser personality now, always taking other people's affairs more seriously.
An Jing doesn't hate this kind of person, but as a friend, she still hopes that he can be more self-respecting and self-reliant. Only by loving yourself can you have a better mentality.
But now is not the time to think about this. Huo Qing continues to heal, and Anjing, who has finally found a safe place, can find a sofa to calm down, rest and practice.
"Speaking of practice."
An Jing opened another can and swallowed the meat ball while thinking in his mind: "Sword Spirit, although I have embarked on the path of cultivation for a long time, I know very little about martial arts or Qi refining."
"After all, you are a senior in this field. Can you explain it to me in detail?"
(End of chapter)