The gangster eats the gangster

"This..." Uncle Lang hesitated, and finally he could only nod: "Okay, just one hundred and eighty."

"Then we want some rice and noodles, each weighing a hundred kilograms. As usual, please send your people to the city gate, and we will take it back ourselves later."

"A hundred silver coins each, right? Then I will deduct a hundred silver coins in total and give you 165 silver coins. The account is correct."

The shopkeeper waved his hand and threw out a small bag. When he opened it, he found fifteen gold coins and fifteen silver coins.

The exchange rate for Wasteland gold coins and silver coins is 1:10.

"Yes, yes." Looking at this large sum of money, Uncle Lang's face lit up with joy.

Usually it takes the entire camp nearly three months to earn this much money, but this time it only took one day.

This harvest made Uncle Wolf grinning with joy.

"Tsk tsk, look at you like this, you have found a way to make a fortune, right? What's wrong, you don't want to introduce me?" The shop owner suddenly asked.

Then he lowered his voice and leaned over: "I am also in contact with some homeless people outside. If you are willing to take them to make a fortune, the price will be even cheaper when you come here to buy things in the future."

"Hey, I understand what you mean, but we really don't have any way to make a fortune."

"We also got B008 by accident. As you know, Guards, B008 was originally the prey of the Guards, but someone in the team was injured and came to our camp for emergency treatment."

"In the end, B008 broke free. Several soldiers died in our camp before we captured it."

"The captain's name was Captain Lu. He said that it was because of him that he caused the disaster in our camp, so he compensated us for B008's body."

"If there really is a place to make a fortune, my old wolf will definitely move in, right?"

Uncle Lang explained generously, and the shop owner could only wave his hand.

"Brother, I definitely believe you. Come back next time."

"Okay, okay!" Uncle Wolf said cheerfully, and took the money with the others to go shopping elsewhere.

But after Su Mo and others walked away, the shop owner waved to others with a cold face.

Opposite the shop, a young man who seemed to be resting quickly came over and looked at the shop owner.

"Go, find someone to find out if it's true, and then behave as usual."

"Old rules?" The young man raised his head and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Well, I only need 8 gold coins, and you can divide the rest however you want." The shopkeeper's expression gradually became ferocious.

As Uncle Lang thought, how could he happily take out such a large sum of money?

In the past, when Uncle Wolf came, there was no need to take advantage of others in a business worth only a dozen silver coins at most, but this time it was different.

Making money at both ends is the reason why his business is so big.

Anyway, not many people care about the life or death of homeless people. It's so chaotic outside. Isn't it normal to die after being robbed while carrying a large amount of money?

"Hey, it's easy to talk."

The young man smiled evilly and left.

On the other side, Su Mo, who didn't know he was being plotted, was in a very high mood.

What everyone came to was the vegetable area. A large number of vegetables were placed here for anyone to purchase. This reminded Su Mo of the time when he dominated the vegetable market.

However, many of the dishes were different from what she remembered, with slight changes in shape and smell, and some vegetables she had never seen before.

Cabbage is shaped like a sphere with green leaves that are closed together. It looks a bit like cabbage, but cabbage is squeezed together layer by layer.

Each of the cabbage vegetables in front of me is no more than the size of a fingernail, and has only one layer. It will collapse if you pinch it slightly, and it has a bitter smell.

Maybe it can be served cold!

Su Mo thought about it and bought some unknown dishes and went back to try new tricks.

On the other hand, Uncle Lang and the others followed behind, scratching their heads and unable to make a move.

"Aunt Li never uses these things, and we don't know what they taste like."

Seeing Su Mo's enthusiastic attitude towards purchasing, Uncle Lang waved his hand: "The leader said, I will listen to you here."

Treating several people as followers, Su Mo quickly bought a lot of vegetables and some seasonings.

After all, there are many people in the camp and the consumption is large. Fortunately, the meat is enough for hunting outside.

Compared with pork and chicken, the beast meat outside is more exciting.

And she found that there were some spices in the base, but compared to the types she knew, many varieties were scarce.

She might try to promote the use of spices and recipes, and maybe she could find a way to make money.

The situation in the base is relatively prosperous, and the people here can certainly afford it.

She can definitely sell her recipes to improve the food here, and these people shouldn't refuse.

Maybe she can save 10,000 silver coins in the future and successfully live in the base.

But that’s something to talk about later, until she has enough strength to hold on to what’s hers.

With imagination, Su Mo acted faster.

After working for an hour, she left the market with satisfaction.

When everyone came to the city gate with large and small bags, Su Mo saw the rice noodles placed on the side.

The two big bags were tightly packed. When Su Mo untied them, he found that the rice was a little yellow, and the noodles were all rough and had a distinct grainy feel to the touch.

"These are all yours. It looks like you made a lot of money this time." The guard teased Uncle Wolf again: "I'll wait until you come next time."

"Okay, see you next time."

Uncle Wolf led everyone away.

Not long after they left, the young man appeared at the city gate with an old man.

"Who is the target this time?" the guard asked familiarly.

"Old Wolf." The young man spit out a name and licked his lips excitedly.

"Oh, that's the way to go."

The guard raised his head and pointed in the direction where Su Mo and others left.

He looked at the silver coins in his hand, knowing full well what was about to happen to Uncle Lang and the others but not caring at all.

No matter how generous Lao Lang is, can he give as much oil and water as the people in the base?

They are just spectators anyway, there is no need to offend the people in the base for Lao Lang.

The guard's expression showed a bit of indifference.

In the bumpy vehicle, several people were in a good mood.

They have lost everything this winter.

"I said Su Mo, what are you going to make delicious when you go back today?"

Warrior Wang Qing asked Su Mo that he didn't even have enough to eat last night.

"A new twist, how about the cold salad?"

Su Mo also felt a little itchy. She bought a lot of ingredients today.

"Hey, let me tell you, Su Mo, we will eat whatever you do."

Uncle Wolf answered the question and turned the steering wheel. He wanted to say something else, but the car suddenly skidded.

The wheels made a screeching sound as they scraped against the ground.

There was a smell of glue.

Several people in the car were thrown and smashed against the car windows.

Covering his head, Su Mo looked at the sudden collapse of the ground in front of him, feeling a little scared.

"Damn it, if I hadn't reacted quickly, we would have all fallen into a trap."

A pothole suddenly appeared on the smooth road, and Uncle Wolf was still frightened and cursed.
Chapter completed!