"Do 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 meant was that this was no longer a simple repair.
"If you can't eat this bowl of rice, you can't open a restaurant like this." The cold wind was howling outside, and Bai Chen couldn't help but pull the gray scarf around his neck.
"Moreover, sometimes, a broken gun may not really be broken, or it may not be so badly broken." Jiang Baimian speculated based on his own experience and knowledge, "It's just that the people who sell guns don't understand it very well."
Bai Chen nodded and said:
"That's the most profitable part."
After saying that, she closed the car door and walked to the "Ah Fu Gun Shop".
"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 through the windshield:
"This is a part of a large force, and there must be coins in circulation, but they are often limited to the interior.
"Actually, the company's contribution points are essentially equal to money, have you forgotten the concept of general equivalents?"
Long Yuehong thought about it for a few seconds and said weakly:
"We haven't learned ......"
Jiang Baimian was speechless, and said with a smile for several seconds:
"I'll give you a few books and take a good look.
"It's not useful in terms of life within the company, but for those of us who often go to the dust, it helps us understand a lot.
"Moreover, if you can integrate it, it will be much easier for you to transfer out of the 'old adjustment team', and you can even be assigned to the department responsible for foreign trade."
"Okay, okay." Long Yuehong's eyes lit up when he heard this.
Although he will definitely be in the "old tune team" for the next six months, people will have immediate worries without long-term worries, and they still have to prepare for future job transfers.
Otherwise, adapting to such a high-income position, it is really easy to lose people at a low level.
Besides, I have to support a family in the future!
Jiang Baimian smiled and nodded, then looked at Shang Jianyao suspiciously and said:
"Why don't you speak?"
The quieter this guy was, the more afraid he was of making some trouble.
Shang Jianyao touched his stomach and said:
"Save energy."
"It's ...... too" Jiang Baimian also felt hungry.
It's been a while since lunchtime.
While talking, Bai Chen came out of the "Ah Fu Gun Shop" and returned to the jeep.
Behind her, a young man in an old windproof suit followed out and opened the iron fence gate a few meters away.
This leads to the back of the building where the gun shop is located.
This is a square yard surrounded by several buildings, and the floor is paved with gray and white stone tiles, but it has been broken a lot and some rainwater has accumulated.
After Bai Chen found a place to park the jeep, he said while driving the door:
"It's here."
Jiang Baimian nodded slightly, got out of the car and looked around, keeping in mind the location of the four exits in the yard.
Then, they followed Bai Chen into the back door of the "Ah Fu Gun Shop" and went up a cold and damp gray and white staircase to the second floor.
A woman in her thirties was waiting here.
Her black hair is tied high into a bun, and her facial features are not outstanding, but she has an indescribable style.
At this time, she was wearing a dark red padded jacket and a dark-colored scarf around her neck, and her whole body was quite clean.
"Aunt Nan." Bai Chen said hello.
Aunt Nan glanced at everyone in the "Old Tune Group", didn't ask anything, pointed to the end of the corridor on the second floor and said:
"Your rooms are the two innermost rooms. When you encounter a problem, you can jump into the yard or into the street.
"The key is on the door."
Jiang Baimian looked at the scarf around Aunt Nan's neck, smiled and said:
"Thank you."
"It's not for nothing." Aunt Nan pursed her lips and smiled, "Two rooms, a 500-gram military can every day, I hope you don't owe debts in the end."
Jiang Baimian said briskly:
"Don't worry, I really can't pay it, 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, competition for relic hunters is fierce.
"Sometimes, they even take on the task of helping people deliver lunch and dinner."
She paused and added:
"The toilet and bathroom are on the other side, and you can see them in the end.
"If you want to take a bath and are afraid of the cold, it is best to choose 12 to 12 noon and 6 to 7 pm. If you miss these two points, you have to put water into the water heater by yourself, boil it with electricity, and then adjust it to the appropriate temperature with cold water.
"Well, it's winter now, the water is not sufficient, and the living area only supplies power 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, within "Pangu Biotechnology", the energy supply is stricter than this, and it is all a quota system.
"If we boil water with electricity ourselves, do we have to pay extra?" Jiang Baimian knew that Bai Chen might not be so easy to speak, so he took the initiative to take on the responsibility of bargaining.
Aunt Nan glanced at Bai Chen:
"One can four times.
"If you want us to prepare your meals, you have to say it in advance."
After confirming the details, Jiang Baimian bid farewell to Aunt Nan and walked towards the room along the cold aisle with light shining at both ends.
The two doors stood opposite each other, painted with dark red paint, and both had certain traces of damage, giving people a very old feeling.
The layout of the house is the same: a high and low bed, a table by the window, a wooden cabinet with moth marks, and two square stools.
Because of the climate and environmental issues here, the air is slightly humid, and the cold seems to penetrate through clothes and penetrate into the bone marrow.
"It's still the old rule." Jiang Baimian pulled out the brass key in the room next to the street, "Shang Jianyao and I are in the same room, and you two are in the same room."
She had to look at Shang Jianyao in person to prevent this guy from pulling his mind and doing something.
For example, turning on the speaker and disturbing people late at night.
For example, if you hear movement on the street, jump out of the window and "participate".
And Bai Chen obviously couldn't 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 still ten minutes to half past twelve, everyone hurry up and take a combat bath, change clothes, and then go out to eat and contact the intelligence officer."
She prefers electronic watches to mechanical watches because they have more functions.
Today, all the members of the "Old Tune Team" are well-trained, and it only took two minutes for each of them to complete the bath, and they changed into clothes that were closer to ordinary relic hunters and civilians in Weeds City.
Shang Jianyao's upper body is a dark blue short down jacket, 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 coarse twill, which has little impact on movement;
Long Yuehong wrapped a black cotton jacket up to the thighs; Jiang Baimian is the same style as him; Bai Chen is a gray windproof suit that has just covered his armed belt.
Their pants are similar to Shang Jianyao's. Men wear brown high-top leather shoes, while women wear black booties.
——These are all benefits given by the company 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, 'patrolmen are not allowed to see your weapons'."
Those placed in gun shops do not count.
"It's not prohibited, but it can't be seen by patrol officers?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise.
"Yes." Bai Chen nodded, "The first time I saw it, I will confiscate your weapons. The second time you see it, it will lock you up for a month. The third time I saw it, it was locked up for three months, and then expelled from the city and declared non-gratato, which would also result in the deduction of the Hunter's Guild credit."
"It's so strange, why don't you just ban guns?" Long Yuehong said he couldn't understand.
Like "Pangu Creatures", 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 a deep historical reason."
"Why is Weeds City?" Long Yuehong asked.
Jiang Baimian gave him a blank look:
"I don't know. I hope to find out later.
"This kind of digging is a pleasure."
In fact, she has a certain guess, but it is difficult to say it without certainty.
After talking about this topic, Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao, who was touching his stomach and hinting wildly, and said with a smile:
"Let's go, go out to eat."
Hearing this, Shang Jianyao took the lead in turning around and walking along the cold aisle to the staircase.
After going down to the parked yard, Bai Chen pointed to the jeep:
"I have to take something to exchange for coins."
"How to change?" Long Yuehong has always asked questions if she doesn't understand, and she is a qualified and good student.
"When you go to the municipal building, there is a row of 'exchange windows' where you can exchange different materials for local money. If you are not afraid of trouble and have acquaintances, you can go to the hunter's guild or bars, teahouses, nightclubs, and find underground markets to exchange, it will be more cost-effective." Bai Chen explained simply, "In Wild Grass City, within the sphere of influence of the 'Initial City', all transactions on the surface can only use their coins."
"That's right......" Long Yuehong suddenly had some expectations for what would happen next, because this was something he had never experienced before, it was very fresh.
Jiang Baimian thought for a while 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 objection, pointing to the remaining cans, energy bars and compressed cookies and said:
"How much do you take?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Baimian has always respected the judgment of "authoritative figures".
"Half." Bai Chen replied without hesitation, "The value of coins here often fluctuates, so it is safer to keep more supplies on hand."
"Fluctuations?" Long Yuehong asked curiously.
Bai Chen replied casually:
"The coins of the 'First City' have the smallest denomination of Cass, followed by Drace, and the largest is called Ore.
"Under normal circumstances, in terms of purchasing materials, a contribution point of the company is about equal to two cents, and 1 plug is equal to 10 seconds, and 1 Ao is equal to 10 cents, well, that is to say, 1 Ao can buy 1 pound of raw pork, but sometimes, you can only buy eight taels, and sometimes, you can buy one pound and two taels, or more."
Kas, Drace, and Ore are all words in the Red River language, from the names of several of the leaders when the "original city" was founded, 1 S, 1 Se, and 1 O are abbreviated names in Greek.
In Wild Grass City, the official language is Red River, but the folk language is mainly gray Tu language.
"In this case, wouldn't you be able to make a profit sometimes?" Long Yuehong asked keenly.
"Yes." Jiang Baimian smiled and said, "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 from it will be dragged out and shot."
"Cannon execution." Bai Chen made a correction.
This is the punishment habit of the "First City" for similar people, solving one batch at a time.
Long Yuehong "hissed", but took a big breath of cold air into his body, and deeply felt what it meant to be cold.
This time, there was no need for Shang Jianyao to hint, Jiang Baimian had already heard the rumbling sound of someone's belly, smiled, ended the topic, and pointed outside and said:
"Move things up!"
(End of this chapter)