Chapter 1621 3000 points, you can really make a fortune from farming these days!
"Hey, buddy, what's in your wheelbarrow? It's wrapped in cloth, so it's mysterious."
In front of Zheng Hanbing, a man wearing a worn-out peaked cap came over and asked.
Zheng Hanbing rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "You will know later."
The man wearing a peaked cap curled his lips and muttered: "It's still a secret..."
There were not many people like Zheng Hanbing who came into the trading market with a large amount of supplies on foot.
Generally speaking, forces with a little bit of conditions will build a whole vehicle in order to transport large quantities of goods.
Vehicles have stronger loading capacity, and they can transport more materials in one trip. Compared with some low-level survivors, after they have vehicles, their overall strength will become stronger and stronger.
Zheng Hanbing looked at the various vehicles driving in the right lane, thoughtfully.
After selling these potatoes and sweet potatoes this time, they can also afford a car, and they can afford to buy more than one.
In addition to these 6,000 grains, they also have 2,000 kilograms of grain in the China Forest Park.
In addition, their bedding and various tools and materials must be carried to the trading market.
The drought has lasted for more than four months, and there is no point in staying there any longer.
Not only is it difficult to get water, but they can't continue planting.
It's better to accept the invitation from Oil City and join them completely.
It’s nice to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade.
Even if they did not meet their ideal expectations after joining later, they would be able to spend a long time in the trading market with this bumper harvest.
Time flows slowly.
The queue was hundreds of meters long, and they waited for more than two hours before it was their turn.
When entering the gate, Cao Le routinely inspected their wheelbarrows.
"What are you pretending to be?"
Zheng Hanbing said seriously: "The sweet potatoes and potatoes we just cooked are all fresh."
Cao Le looked at their twenty wheelbarrows, each of which was fully loaded.
"All of these?" Obviously, he didn't quite believe it.
This much grain must weigh at least several thousand kilograms.
He was the captain on duty at the entrance to the trading market and saw too many people.
It is extremely rare for people like this to come in carrying thousands of kilograms of grain.
And these people don't seem to be very strong.
"Yes." Zheng Hanbing nodded.
"Open it and let me take a look." Cao Le frowned. He didn't like people who lied very much.
Zheng Hanbing then took down the stand of the wheelbarrow, untied the hemp rope wrapped in black cloth, opened the black cloth, and then opened the bag inside, revealing the potatoes with soil inside.
"!!!"
Cao Le was shocked when he saw this scene.
He checked the other two wheelbarrows and found that they were actually full of fresh sweet potatoes and potatoes.
There is even mud, and you can tell at a glance that it was just harvested.
"Where did you come from?" Cao Le asked in shock.
Zheng Hanbing said with some embarrassment:
"Captain Cao, we grow them ourselves. You asked us this question last time, but last time we came here to sell fresh vegetables."
"oh......"
Cao Le drawled, he remembered.
"It turns out it's you, okay, go in."
The last time Zheng Hanbing and others entered the trading market, they also carried hundreds of kilograms of vegetables.
It seems that this group of people is not simple. They can still grow food stably in the apocalypse when natural disasters continue. Such people must not be let go.
So, he picked up the walkie-talkie and contacted Deming in store No. 3.
This group of people brought so many sweet potatoes into the city for sale. No force in the base except their oil city could eat such a large amount of food.
After hearing Cao Le's description, Dai Ming immediately thought of Zheng Hanbing and others.
He had reported it to the higher authorities before and secured a spot for Level 4 personnel for these people.
If these people prove their strength after planting in the trading bazaar, they will be given the position of level 3 personnel.
In the apocalypse, talents are very important.
Especially for the trading market and Da Zhangshu base that are currently developing rapidly.
After Zheng Hanbing and others entered Wengcheng, the trading market, they were still undergoing food quarantine in a room.
Since there were a lot of things, the quarantine time took twenty minutes.
Twenty minutes later, the food quarantine personnel came out with a complicated look on their faces.
After doing quarantine work for so long, this was the first time he saw survivors bringing in so much food.
"The inspection passed. There is nothing wrong with your things. Go in and push them away."
Zheng Hanbing, who had been waiting for a long time, nodded vigorously and said:
"It's a blessing, thank you to the leader."
As he spoke, he waved behind him, led Xie Dali and others into the room, and pushed the wheelbarrow...
When they came out of the quarantine center, the survivors queuing up to enter the trading market looked at them with greedy eyes.
"Did you see that? That wheelbarrow is full of grain!"
"Holy shit, is this really fake?"
"Really, I was following behind just now, and I saw the guard captain lifting their cloth, and it was full of potatoes!"
"Where did they come from? Are there any wild potatoes these days?"
"There may be wild potatoes, but there are so many of them, they must not be wild."
"They are really big fat sheep. How come no one robs them?"
"Those people from the Golden Tiger Gang died so tragically. Around the trading market, do you think anyone dares to rob recently? But...this gang has caused such a big shock this time. It must be
There will be some people watching them as long as they leave the trading market... hum..."
.........
The people around were talking a lot, and Zheng Hanbing heard some of it.
His expression was a bit stern. He had been very careful when selling vegetables before.
From entering the city gate to entering the quarantine center, he tried not to lift the cloth and expose himself.
It's just that the first two times I came here, there weren't many people entering the city.
It’s not as full as it is now!
"There are still sweet potatoes to be transported later, what should I do..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He felt that after selling the sweet potatoes this time, he must buy a car and drive away as soon as he left the trading market to avoid being followed.
In the bustling crowd, they endured the greedy eyes cast on them.
After entering the trading market, they went straight to window number 5 of shop number 3.
Deming told them last time that large batches of grain could go directly to the bulk channel without queuing.
However, when they came to window No. 5, they were surprised to find that Director Dai, the person in charge of grain collection who had been staying in the window, came out.
Moreover, it seems that he is still waiting for them.
"Director Dai." When Zheng Hanbing saw Dai Ming waving to them, he quickened his pace and pushed the wheelbarrow over.
With a smile in his eyes, Deming said to them: "Has your food been harvested?"
"Ahem, yes."
"Last time you said you would come to the trading market after harvesting the grain. Is everyone here?" Deming looked at the nineteen people behind him.
Before they came, there were only about ten people, but this time twenty people came all at once.
He thought everyone in Qingtianyuan was here.
"No, there are still people at the original place." Zheng Hanbing said awkwardly.
De Ming frowned slightly,
"What do you mean, are you planning to refuse my invitation?"
He had also cherished his talents before, and it was extremely rare for these good growers to be able to grow so many grains and vegetables in more than four months.
However, they are too weak.
When their strength does not match the wealth they possess, they will be killed.
This is the reason for holding a jade in your arms.
"No, no, that's not what I meant."
Zheng Hanbing quickly explained:
"We have harvested too many potatoes and sweet potatoes this time. These are twenty trucks, almost 6,000 kilograms. In addition to these, we still have 2,000 kilograms, and there are also sweet potato seedlings and potato seedlings..."
"We can't finish the move at one time, so I'll move it first..."
When Dai Ming heard this, his eyes were a little shocked.
"You mean, the wheelbarrow behind here is full of potatoes and sweet potatoes, and there is no other material?"
"right."
"Follow me." Dai Ming said seriously, waving towards them.
Zheng Hanbing didn't know what Deming meant, but since the person in charge let him pass, he naturally followed him.
So twenty of them pushed the wheelbarrow into the special passage and came to the inspection area inside window No. 5.
"Xiao Zhao, close the door." Dai Ming said to Xiao Zhao at the window.
"good."
After the door closed, Deming walked to the wheelbarrow with a dagger and cut the cloth with the dagger.
With the bag inside.
Crash--
The potatoes with soil rolled down from the bag.
Deming squatted down, picked up the potato, and cut the potato into two parts with a dagger.
"You just got up?"
"right."
"A total of eight thousand catties were produced?"
"Yes."
"How many acres?"
"Two acres."
Zheng Hanbing gasped when he heard this. It's the end of the world. Under such harsh conditions such as lack of water, they can still produce four thousand kilograms per mu.
This number is not that great before the end of the world, but it is extraordinary in the end of the world.
Deming narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where do you live? Where is your current shelter?"
Zheng Hanbing hesitated for a few seconds. He had always been afraid that someone would know where they lived.
But now people from Oil City are asking...
Seeing Zheng Hanbing's hesitation, Dai Ming said:
"You brought so much food with you. You must have been seen by many people when you first entered the city. Now you must be watched."
"The drought has lasted for more than four months, and it has become increasingly difficult to obtain food outside. It is extremely dangerous for you to carry so much food."
"So, I want to ask you where you live, and I will send someone to pick up the rest of you when the time comes, so as not to cause more trouble."
Growing vegetables is relatively simple, after all, the cycle is short.
But now this group of people took out six thousand kilograms of sweet potatoes and potatoes at once, which really surprised him.
Recently, a lot of people have come to the trading market, and the Wengcheng is full every day.
Under the drought, it became increasingly difficult for survivors to obtain food, and he was well aware of how chaotic the situation outside was.
It is simply a miracle that people like Zheng Hanbing were able to successfully enter the trading market this time.
I have to say that their luck is really good.
These people are indeed capable, so they must be protected.
Otherwise, if I go out this time, I will probably be controlled by someone.
Zheng Hanbing was also shocked when he heard that De Ming said that he would send someone out to pick up the remaining people and food.
Is this...is this...so good?
Pick up and drop off the car!
The treatment is too considerate.
"Where are you?" Deming looked at his watch. It was already past four in the afternoon.
"China Forest Park, on the top of the mountain." Zheng Hanbing quickly replied after recovering from the shock.
Deming thought for a while, China Forest Park is more than 20 kilometers away from here, and it is estimated that it can be reached by car in half an hour.
There was still more than an hour left, and it felt like time was a bit tight due to the round trip and helping them carry the food down the mountain.
"Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning, after the gate of the trading market opens, I will send two cars to take you out and bring back the remaining people and food. Don't worry, I will give you as many points as you need for your food.
Points," Deming said.
Zheng Hanbing quickly shook his head and said:
"That's not what I meant. Of course I believe in our oil city. I'm just... I'm just so touched that you can send someone to escort us. I really didn't expect it. Thank you!"
Zheng Hanbing bowed deeply towards Dai Ming.
Through Deming's description just now, he was also a little scared.
When the vegetables were sold for the first time, the portions were relatively small and did not attract attention.
When I was selling vegetables for the second time, the Jinhu Gang happened to be wiped out, and the robbery incident was severely punished.
This time, it was all down to luck that I hadn't been robbed yet.
Mainly the survivors outside, they probably never dreamed that there was so much inside, and it was all fucking food!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! His head was a little dazed, as if he had been knocked unconscious by a pie falling from the sky.
Just now, he was still thinking about how to ensure safety after going out this time.
Unexpectedly, Deming directly said that he would send people to protect them.
It was almost like giving me a pillow when I was dozing off.
Dai Ming helped Zheng Hanbing up and said:
"I just looked at these sweet potatoes and potatoes. They are relatively fresh and have relatively low moisture content, but they have some soil. I can give you 0.35 points per pound of grain."
"Is that okay?"
Generally speaking, the price of items collected by No. 3 store will be lower than the price sold on the market.
Probably lower than 20~80%.
In fact, there are very few things that require 2 points when purchased in the trading market, but may only cost 1 point if sold to the trading market.
Although they can also buy and sell privately, they must pay a certain transaction tax.
Moreover, for store merchants, if the items collected from ordinary survivors have not been carefully inspected twice, once the problem is eliminated, the responsibility will be huge.
But if the store merchant purchases goods from the No. 3 store, then he can worry less.
Moreover, as merchants, they can purchase goods at certain discounts and then sell them to ordinary survivors, and they will still make a profit.
Of course, the current source of goods for merchants in stores is relatively complex. Some of them purchase goods from Shop No. 3, some find them themselves, and some come from ordinary survivors...
Zheng Hanbing made a simple calculation and found that a pound of muddy sweet potatoes would cost 0.35 points at Shop No. 3, which was a little less than he expected.
After all, the average price of vegetables can be sold for 0.3 points, but this kind of food that contains a lot of starch and can fill the stomach only costs 0.35 points, which seems a bit small.
For 0.35 points, their current 6,000 kilograms can be exchanged for about 2,100 points.
Including the remaining 2,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes, as well as some sweet potato leaves and potato seedlings, a total of 3,000 points should be reached.
3000 points!
Thinking about it, he was a little excited.
But now it is sold to other stores and no one can eat it.
After thinking about it, he discussed it with Xie Dali and others.
He said to Deming: "Okay, I'll do as you say."
The corner of Dai Ming's mouth raised, "Well, I will talk to the director of the Housing Management Committee of the Trading Market later and arrange the first-grade housing for you. Have a good night's rest tonight."
"Thank you, Director Dai." Zheng Hanbing quickly thanked him.