With a comfortable mood, Wang Liangyu began to observe the supply station carefully.
Generally speaking, the facilities at the supply station focus on supply, but in addition, there are many supporting facilities and commodity markets that people have spontaneously established.
There are more than 10,000 joint government underground cities on the earth. Due to various factors such as region, environment, culture, etc., each underground city is different, and each place has different local specialties. As a person who has been traveling among these underground cities for many years,
Drivers sometimes bring some goods, but the officials mostly turn a blind eye to this, as long as they don’t go too far and don’t hinder serious work.
Drivers naturally have to deliver goods when they bring them, but dungeons generally have strict inspections, so relatively loose supply stations naturally become the most convenient trading locations.
As a result, the commodity market at the supply depot developed naturally.
Wang Liangyu made some inquiries and then walked towards the market at the supply station, thinking about how he would get money later.
It is worth mentioning that coins in the general sense have lost their value in this era and have been replaced by credit points. This is a special digital currency that has all the properties of currency, including storage, payment, circulation, etc. p>
Residents of the United Government Underground City have an independent credit account from the day they are born, which is bound for life and canceled upon death. It is monitored by artificial intelligence Moss and cannot be tampered with by anyone.
Wang Liangyu is a gangster, so he has no credit account, so naturally he is penniless.
However, this does not trouble Wang Liangyu.
Since ancient times, there has been a method of bartering. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have credit points, as long as you have valuable things.
Wang Liangyu's whole body now, the only valuable thing is the ointment refined in the death tunnel.
Therefore, Wang Liangyu is going to trade the ointment for something useful.
Just as I was thinking about it, I bumped into two people, a policeman escorting a Huang Mao.
Huang Mao kept struggling and shouted: "I swear, the girl yesterday really volunteered!"
"Stop yelling!" The policeman grabbed Huang Mao, who was trying to break free, and scolded him, "We will investigate the details clearly!"
Watching the two people walking past, Wang Liangyu stared blankly at Huang Mao, a little unbelievable: "Did I meet a plot character?"
Speaking of which, Wang Liangyu has been on the wandering earth for so long and has been wandering around outside. This Huang Mao is the first real movie character he has seen, even though he is just a supporting character.
Wang Liangyu smiled and shook his head. He had no intention of continuing to interact with the characters in the plot. They were of no importance to him.
Turning around, Wang Liangyu continued walking towards the market.
The market is to the east of the supply station and occupies a large area. It is a bit like a temple fair in the past. There are various stalls set up one after another. There are many entertainment venues around the market, such as mahjong parlors, VR parlors, etc. Of course, various snacks and barbecue are indispensable.
Nowadays, when food is scarce, Chinese people still remain foodies, frying and cooking earthworms, and they cook them deliciously.
Wang Liangyu couldn't help but swallow her saliva when she smelled it.
Holding back his appetite, Wang Liangyu began to walk around the stalls in the market, looking and asking questions, trying his best to search for something useful or interesting to him.
After searching for a long time, Wang Liangyu really found a lot of interesting things, such as a game console.
According to the introduction of the young stall owner, this game console was a product of the pre-Brake era. It was developed by the world's top game company at that time and contained several epoch-making AAA game masterpieces.
Looking at the slight damage on the game console, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but think of the antique VR glasses given by Uncle Da in the movie. There was a girl in them that Uncle Da had treasured for fifty years.
Thinking of this, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but chuckle to herself, and then turned her eyes to the game console again, feeling a little moved.
The earth officially entered the brakes in 2039. This game console was produced before the brake era. The games in it are likely to be more high-end than in the current world. If it can be copied, it will be a good business to bring it to the modern world. p>
Game production is generally divided into two major parts, namely program development and art design.
Program development mainly includes server-side development and client-side development, while art design includes scenes, characters, sub-generation, special effects, animation and other parts.
To complete an excellent game work, every part needs to be handled by professionals.
Wang Liangyu doesn't expect to memorize all the game code, that's absolutely impossible. What Wang Liangyu hopes to copy is the game's design ideas, as well as special technologies that are different from the current world.
After hesitating for a moment, Wang Liangyu took out a pill made from ointment and said, "I'll trade this ginseng pill with you!"
The stall owner looked at the ginseng pills and shook his head: "Who knows what this is? I don't want it!"
Wang Liangyu tried to explain to the stall owner, but no matter how much Wang Liangyu said it, the stall owner just didn't want it and bluntly said that it was useless to him!
As soon as these words came out, Wang Liangyu was completely at a loss.
The key to bartering is to each get what he needs. If someone else doesn't need ginseng pills, then the ginseng pills are not worth it in his eyes!
With no other choice, Wang Liangyu had no choice but to reluctantly give up the game console and search for older stallholders in the market.
Wang Liangyu felt that only these stall owners could recognize the goods and know the value of ginseng pills.
After wandering around for a long time, Wang Liangyu saw a strange stall.
The stall owner is an old man with gray hair. He wears a pair of old glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the frames are badly worn.
What you buy at the stall are not conventional mechanical equipment, but stacks of books, paper books.
Wang Liangyu found it very novel. In this era, technology is extremely advanced and has long since got rid of the paper era. Most books have been completely digitized. Paper books are really rare.
"Old sir, how do you sell these books?" Wang Liangyu glanced at the pile of books. Most of them were professional books, mainly social sciences and humanities, and asked casually.
The stall owner raised his eyes to Wang Liangyu, glanced at the nuclear battery that was still on Wang Liangyu's cold-proof clothes, thought about it, and asked: "Is it from outside?"
Wang Liangyu paused and looked at the stall owner in confusion.
"You are showing off here with a nuclear battery on your back, are you afraid that others will not know that you have sneaked in?" the stall owner reminded.
Wang Liangyu was stunned and woke up in an instant. No wonder he always felt that something was wrong there. Passers-by always looked at him strangely. The crux of the matter turned out to be here!
First of all, nuclear batteries are controlled by the federal government and cannot be used by ordinary people
Whether it is an underground city or a supply depot, you must remove the nuclear battery you carry with you before entering. Although this thing is a battery, it is also a nuclear battery. It is always dangerous. If it is used by criminals, the consequences will be dire.
Imaginary.
In the movie, Liu Qi and Han Duoduo also obtained the nuclear battery with the nameplate before leaving the dungeon.
Thinking of this, Wang Liangyu turned around and wanted to run.
But as soon as he lifted his feet, he was stopped by the stall owner behind him: "Don't panic, just remove the nuclear battery!"
"Ah?!" Wang Liangyu was a little confused. Is this okay?
"People sneak in at the supply depot every day. Some of them escaped after committing crimes in other underground cities, and some of them came from the survivors' settlement on the surface." The stall owner said as he helped Wang Liangyu unload the nuclear battery and kept explaining.
He said, "These people sneak in. As long as they don't commit any crime, they will most likely be ignored. They are all human beings!"
"You're such a stupid young man, you're lucky that you haven't been arrested for wearing a nuclear battery like this!" The stall owner found a bag to put the unloaded nuclear battery in, and stuffed it into Wang Liangyu, "Hide it and expose it.
It’s also a nuisance.”
Wang Liangyu blankly uncovered the nuclear battery, turned around and looked around. Seeing that no one cared, he looked at the stall owner again and asked: "Why help me?"
The stall owner looked at Wang Liangyu and laughed: "You remind me of myself in the past." After a pause, he explained, "I also escaped from the outside. Like you, I don't understand anything. I carry a nuclear battery on my back.
Ran around here and got caught!"
At this point, the stall owner couldn't help laughing, with a self-deprecating magnanimity: "Fortunately, nothing serious happened. They locked me up for a few days and then released me."
Wang Liangyu listened, a little unbelievable, that it was revealed so easily?
"They are all human beings!" Seemingly sensing Wang Liangyu's doubts, the stall owner sighed, then pointed to the pile of books on the stall and asked, "Do you really want these books?"
Wang Liangyu was stunned and nodded.
Wang Liangyu was just asking casually, but for the stall owner's help, Wang Liangyu decided to buy a few books as a repayment.
"It's rare. Nowadays, not many are willing to read these." The stall owner sighed again, pointed at the pile of books and said, "If you want anything, just take it!"
Wang Liangyu randomly picked a few books, put them into the bag, and then handed over a ginseng pill.
"Oh? This is a good thing!" Before Wang Liangyu could introduce it, the stall owner looked at the ginseng pills in surprise, "Where did you come from?"
Wang Liangyu paused and said, "I did it myself."
"Did you make it yourself?" The stall owner was slightly startled, held up the frame, looked at Wang Liangyu again, and asked, "Do you know Chinese medicine?"
"Understand a little bit."
The stall owner's eyes lit up and he stretched out a hand: "Come, feel my pulse!"
Wang Liangyu was a little surprised, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to take a pulse.
After a while, Wang Liangyu's face gradually became serious, and she looked at the stall owner speechless.
"Young man, are you seeing something?" When the stall owner saw this, he didn't take it seriously and asked with a smile.
Wang Liangyu hesitated for a moment, then took out three more ginseng pills and handed them over: "Old sir..."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the stall owner raised his hand to block them back: "No, I know my body well, and I will be alive in a few days!" After a pause, he looked at Wang Liangyu again, smiling broadly, "But let me meet you before I die.
It’s God’s will to find you.”
"Let's go home with me!" As he spoke, the stall owner stood up and motioned to Wang Liangyu to follow him.
Wang Liangyu looked confused, pointed at the pile of books on the stall, and asked: "Don't you want these books anymore?"
"They are just junk things. It takes a lot of effort to light a fire. Throw them away!"
Wang Liangyu was confused and followed the stall owner out of the market blankly.
After a while, Wang Liangyu followed the stall owner to an apartment building.
Not surprisingly, stall owners are well respected here, and everyone they meet along the way is greeted politely.
The stall owner also responded politely, then asked a few questions with concern, and then gave a few words of advice.
Wang Liangyu listened for a while and roughly understood that the stall owner's surname was Zhong and he was a doctor. Neighbors often went to see him for medical treatment, so he was highly respected here.
After a while, Wang Liangyu followed Dr. Zhong into his home.
In the small living room, there is an iron bookshelf placed against the wall. It is filled with books, all of which are professional books related to medicine, including Chinese medicine and Western medicine.
"Sit!" Dr. Zhong asked Wang Liangyu to sit down while serving tea and water.
After taking a few sips, Dr. Zhong looked at Wang Liangyu and asked, "Do you want to settle down here?"
"Uh..." Wang Liangyu hesitated for a while and said ambiguously, "I have this idea."
"This place was built nine years ago, and I came here nine years ago. At that time, there was a shortage of people here. I happened to come here, and I have some medical skills, so I stayed here." Dr. Zhong said about himself.
He looked at Wang Liangyu and suggested sincerely, "For outsiders like us, if we want to stay here, it's best to learn one or two skills. Filling our stomachs is one of them. More importantly, there is no need to be useless here."
person."
Wang Liangyu heard this and understood. Doctor Zhong wanted to accept him as his disciple and teach him medical skills!
At this moment, Wang Liangyu no longer hesitated and took advantage of the opportunity to become a disciple.
After a simple cup of tea, the master-disciple relationship was settled.
Wang Liangyu did not dare to say her real name, so she gave herself a pseudonym, Wang Yu.
At this time, Wang Liangyu also knew Dr. Zhong’s name, Zhong Zixuan, a standard post-00s name.
Hearing the teacher's name, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but think of Uncle Da's name in the movie, Han Zi'ang.
They are all zizi, the screenwriter details!
Wang Liangyu sighed secretly, and then looked at Zhong Zixuan. As they got closer, he began to speak casually: "Teacher, are you selling books in the market to find disciples?"
"I was just bored and went there to kill time." Zhong Zixuan shook his head.
Wang Liangyu paused when he heard this and asked blankly: "Then why do you sell books?"
"You have to sell something when setting up a stall, right? I don't want people to ask me questions often, so I deliberately put up some books that no one wants."
Wang Liangyu was a little stupid. Looking at the gray-haired Zhong Zixuan, he sighed secretly, he is worthy of being born in the 2000s, just for fun!
After chatting for a few words, Zhong Zixuan assumed the attitude of a strict teacher and began to teach seriously.
Then, Wang Liangyu was a little frightened!
At first, Wang Liangyu thought Zhong Zixuan was just an ordinary doctor, but when he went to class, he realized that he was a real expert. He was well versed in Chinese and Western medicine, acupuncture and massage, as well as internal medicine and surgery. What made Wang Liangyu even more stunned was that Zhong Zixuan also taught himself medicine.
Xuehe Chemical Pharmaceutical is truly proficient in medicine and medicine.
"I'm convinced!" Wang Liangyu was completely convinced, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Zhong Zixuan became different, eager and awed.
This is not an ordinary person. If exposed to the world, he is also a top talent selected from a million!
However, in this era, Zhong Zixuan has been reduced to a doctor in a small clinic in the neighborhood. It has to be said that his pearl is covered with dust, which is a pity.
With emotion, Wang Liangyu began to study under Zhong Zixuan's guidance.
Because Wang Liangyu had a certain foundation in traditional Chinese medicine, Zhong Zixuan temporarily put aside traditional Chinese medicine and started with Western medicine.
One spoke with great interest, and the other listened with gusto.
This lecture lasts half a day.
Wang Liangyu noticed that the teacher was not in good condition, and then remembered the results of the previous pulse check. His face suddenly changed, and he immediately supported Zhong Zixuan, who was shaking, and stuffed a ginseng pill into his mouth.
"Teacher, please take a rest first!"
Zhong Zixuan knew that his time was short, so he wanted to seize every moment and teach Wang Liangyu everything he had learned.
Wang Liangyu refused.
Zhong Zixuan had no choice but to give up.
Wang Liangyu helped Zhong Zixuan rest while he returned to the living room, picked up the books on the bookshelf, and read them by himself.
As he watched, Wang Liangyu noticed something was wrong, and his eyes shone a little.
I put down the book in my hand and found another book called "Drug Synthesis", published in 2035.
Publications before the brake era, which record the reaction mechanism analysis, synthesis routes, process block diagrams and process evaluation of more than 40 drugs.
Among the more than 40 kinds of medicines, there are several medicines that have not appeared in this world!
As he watched, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but grin. He didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of waking Zhong Zixuan who was resting, but the raised corners of his mouth were enough to prove Wang Liangyu's excitement at this moment.