This Game Is Too Realistic

In most areas of the wasteland, the alliance has a good reputation.

Especially the alliance's army, the image of strict discipline is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. I have never heard of any caravan or settlement being robbed by alliance soldiers.

Therefore, Mogavi did not panic at all. He boarded the inflatable boat with only two skilled mercenaries and urged the man driving the boat to speed up towards the beach.

After sailing for two or three kilometers, the inflatable boat quickly docked. "Park the boat! Come to me as soon as you're done!" Mogawi ordered the two mercenaries to drag the inflatable boat to the shore and beach it, while he hurriedly walked towards the camp on the shore.

The beach is no better than the sea.

Their inflatable boat was coated with tree oil extracted from black ironwood, which could emit a rotten smell to drive away alien species in the sea, but he had to rely on himself to get to the shore.

He hurriedly walked out of the edge of the beach. The moment his soles stepped on the soft soil, his eyes widened in shock at the sight in front of him.

On a platform made of logs, there were furs of different sizes and colors stacked like cards. Probably to save space, they were tied with hemp ropes into the shape of tofu blocks and stacked tightly together, and the only protection was a simple shed made of thatch.

These raw hides had probably just been peeled off the prey, and the surface was still stained with blood and grease that had not been washed away. They emitted a slight stench under the influence of high temperature.

"The spirit of the sand sea is above..."

Mogavi's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg into it.

What shocked him was not the cruelty of the scene before him. In the wasteland, as long as they are not full of food and support, no one will be so compassionate that they will sympathize with some alien species.

What really shocked him was the brutality and rudeness of these people!

They treated these priceless treasures so badly, leaving them piled here like rags!

Aren’t these guys who waste natural resources afraid of being punished by God? ?

"Sand Sea Spirit above! Pure blood mink fur! Wait, this is a mutated cheetah?! Emerald python, mutated rhinoceros skin..."

"hiss-"

“You just pile these treasures here and let them rot in the heat!? You might as well give them to me!

The noisy sound quickly attracted the attention of nearby players.

Some players who were working at the slaughtering point put down their work and surrounded him curiously. "Good guy, is the NPC here?"

"There's a cargo ship parked over there, and this guy seems to have gotten off that ship."

"What is he talking about?"

"Who knows, I turned on the translator too late."

Wiping the blood on the boning knife, Qingdeng Gujiu, who was wearing a leather apron, stared at the NPC, squinted his eyes, and spoke in non-standard human couplet.

"Who are you?"

The man looked at him quickly, hurriedly took out a wet business card from his shirt, and handed it over excitedly.

"I am Mogavi! A merchant from Silvermoon Bay! Are these furs yours?"

Without answering his question, Qingdeng Gujiu took the business card and glanced at it, then put it into his pocket and looked at the guy again.

"You know these things well?"

Mogavi nodded quickly, suppressing his excitement and said.

"Of course! You set a price, I want all these goods!"

Not to mention anything else, if the blood mink skins he just saw were processed properly and made into fur coats and shipped to Borneo Province, they could be exchanged for at least a hundred slaves!

And if you go a little further west and sell it to a port near Triumph City, you can get at least 100,000 dinars!

Not to mention that those blood mink skins were just the tip of the iceberg of this pile of goods.

As for mutated rhinoceros and mutated cheetah, these are not rare species. Although their furs cannot be sold at a very high price, they are in great demand and cannot be sold.

No matter which port it is, there are people rushing to get it, so you never have to worry about the goods not being sold and being thrown into your hands.

It is no exaggeration to say that the total profit from his shipment of goods is not as good as the piles of furs scrawled here. After all, he can't earn 1,000 dinars from a whole container of iron ore, but a relatively complete fur here might easily be sold for that price!

Thinking of this huge profit, Mogavi's heart was pounding, and even his breathing became rapid involuntarily. There is gold everywhere here!

Praise the spirit of the sand sea! !

Seeing the merchant monkey in front of him eagerly asking for a price, Qingdeng Ancient Wine couldn't help but raise his eyebrows with a strange expression.

Is this guy's first time doing business?

He just didn't have the words "Come and kill me" written on his face.

Turning his eyes slightly, he spoke.

“...····These furs have not been processed yet, we plan to sell them after processing.

Mogavi said sadly.

"It's too late. The way you are dealing with it, even a piece of wood will rot! Don't believe it, at most, if half of this batch is left by tomorrow morning, I will lose!"

Qingdeng Gujiu was stunned for a moment and retorted subconsciously. "How could it be so fast!"

Are you kidding me?

This is not the first time he has been a butcher. Before in Dawn City, if he peeled off the skin and threw it away for two or three days before processing it, it would still be collected. How could it possibly rot in one day?

Looking at this guy who didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all, Mogavi said in a dumbfounded voice.

"Are you kidding? This is the tropics! You don't think the rate of corruption here is the same as in your hometown, do you? I just landed ashore and I could smell the stench from a long distance away!"

Qing Deng sniffed subconsciously, maybe because he got used to the smell here, but he really didn't smell anything.

However, he understood the meaning of this guy's words, and his expression gradually became less calm than before. "Then make a price."

Hiding the secret joy in his heart, Mogavi stretched out five fingers, pointed at the chopped goods next to him, and said with a sincere face.

"For the sake of our fate, I can pay you 50,000 dinars for this pile! I will take all the five pieces in total!" A total of 250,000 dinars.

Including those "inconspicuous" blood mink skins.

Mogawi thinks that this price is quite sincere.

After all, if he left these goods alone, they would just rot on the beach and not be able to sell them for a single penny.

However, to his surprise, after hearing his sincere offer, the brother in front of him rolled his eyes unceremoniously and refused without thinking.

"Get lost! Shaomeng, I don't know the price of dinars? There are at least two hundred items in this pile and fifty thousand dinars? What a joke!"

Mogavi was stunned for a moment and said with a grimace.

"Friend, this is unprocessed rawhide. More than two hundred dinars a piece is already very sincere. Even if you drag it to Silver Moon Bay now, you won't be able to find a more generous buyer than me."

Qingdeng Gujiu shook his head like a rattle.

"Don't even think about it. It doesn't matter how many pieces I can handle. You have to sincerely plan to buy it. A pile of at least 50,000 silver coins." "Fifty thousand silver coins?!" Mogawi's eyes widened, "Are you kidding me? ! This is enough to buy a truck!”

Qingdeng Gujiu chuckled and said unceremoniously. "How many trucks do you think I can exchange for if I take them back to Dawn City?"

Mogavi looked at him dumbfounded.

"There's no way you can take it back with the way you handle it. All of this batch of goods will definitely rot on the way!"

Qingdeng Gujiu curled his lips indifferently.

"Come on, the temperature here is high, won't it drop down in the sky? We have packed up a thousand pieces of fur. When we take them back to Dawn City and process them, we can sell them for at least 500,000 silver coins. We have All the aquatic products here can be transported back, not to mention a few furs."

To be honest, his words were bluffing. After all, the airlift was not without success.

Ben's.

Moreover, the Niu Ma airship is not a specialized cold chain transportation tool. It is okay to transport some foam boxes filled with seafood. The residents of Dawn City may buy some if they want to be fresh. Earning air tickets is not a problem.

However, these furs are different, they are all traded in bulk. Not to mention whether there is a problem with the refrigeration tools, even if it is shipped back according to the weight, it is still unknown whether the cost can be earned back.

However, on the other hand, the price of 250 dinars per piece was absolutely unacceptable to him, and the price of those prey items was more than this amount.

If it were sold at this price, he would get 250. Mogavi shook his head and was about to leave, but saw that no one was stopping him, so he stamped his feet and turned back with gritted teeth. "Forget it, considering that you have extended a helping hand to us, if I lose a little more... Even if there are a thousand pieces here, a total of 130,000 silver coins, I want them all!"

There is no stable exchange rate between silver coins and dinars. In some places it can be as high as 1:3, and in other places it can be as high as 1:10. This is related to the distance from Triumph City and Dawn City, and also to the slave trade in nearby areas. related to popularity.

Although the dinar is a precious metal currency, it is not gold that actually anchors the dinar's value, but the slaves and the output they can create.

But one thing is beyond doubt.

In most areas, the purchasing power of silver coins is stronger than dinars, even if the circulation rate is not as good as dinars, at least east of the great desert.

Qingdeng Ancient Wine was immediately moved when he heard the price. One hundred and thirty thousand silver coins!

An average of 130 silver per item!

This price is not beautiful, but it is much better than two hundred and fifty dinars!

However, his heart was moved, so he still made a hesitant expression and said.

"One hundred and thirty thousand... This price is still too low. I have to find other people to discuss it."

Upon hearing these words, Mogavi's eyes widened and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Good guy.

I bet this guy has been haggling for a long time, but this batch of goods is not his!

After understanding the murderous look in the NPC's eyes, Qingdeng Gujiu smiled, feeling a little embarrassed, and coughed dryly.

"...Most of them are mine, most of them are..." Without giving this guy time to regret, Qingdeng Ancient Wine immediately ran to the slaughtering point nearby and opened the slaughtering stall for those few. The professional life players gathered together and then told them everything.

Including an NPC who took a fancy to the batch of unprocessed rawhide piled at the port, including several negotiations with that person. "...I have calculated it all, and the price of 130,000 silver coins is still affordable, and it saves us the freight cost of bringing it back to Dawn City, the labor cost of processing the hides, and the possible losses during transportation... ···If we really bring it back to Dawn City to find a solution, we might have to lose money. It’s better to package it and sell it to that guy directly. Everyone can make a lot of money for every penny."

Several professional life players thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

The alien species pounced on them one after another, and the prey piled on the stall could hardly be accommodated. It was not known when they would be able to free their hands to deal with the furs.

Some people are willing to buy it all, which is convenient for them. As for the character of Brother Qingdeng, they can also trust him. There is no such thing as one price on the surface and another price secretly.

"Just watch and talk." "Brother, I believe you."

"If you can make less money by going wholesale, it's good to get rid of it quickly. It would be a pity to end up rotting on the beach."

Seeing that so many brothers trusted him, Qing Deng was extremely moved and looked at them with an moved expression.

"Good brother! Thanks to your trust, I, Qingdeng Ancient Wine, will definitely not let you down!"

"Hey, why are you saying thank you? You helped us negotiate the sales, so we have to thank you," a professional player smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Another player suddenly suggested something in his heart.

"By the way, there will definitely be NPCs coming here to collect furs in the future. How about we also register an organization association or something?"

Yes, in the future, we will agree on a price and sell them together. If we set different prices for different types of furs, we will definitely make more money than if we all sell them at one price. And it can also prevent those NPCs from coming to us one by one, defeating them one by one, lowering the price and so on. "

As soon as this idea was put forward, it was immediately recognized by many people.

"What a great idea!" "I agree!"

"We can't let NPCs cut our leeks!"

Qing Deng also suddenly came to his senses, why the NPC almost turned his face after hearing that the goods were not all his.

After working on it for a long time, there is still this doorway in it. But now is not the time to discuss this.

After coughing twice, he motioned for everyone to look at him and continued.

"Everyone, listen to me. We will discuss this matter in the long run. We can discuss it carefully on the forum after we go offline. Let's deal with this batch of goods now."

The player who made the suggestion also nodded. "Indeed, let's deal with the goods first."

After getting everyone's permission, Qing Deng returned to the cargo pile and found Mogavi pacing back and forth. This time, with the support of all the brothers, he also had the confidence to bargain, and started arguing with Mogawe based on reason. Finally, after some pulling and pulling on his part, a total of 1,131 furs were finally sold for 140,000 silver coins.

Although it did not reach the 150,000 silver coins he expected, it seemed that this price was already the limit that the NPC merchant could accept.

When he said the word "deal", the guy's whole body seemed to have been emptied out, and he looked like his pockets had been squeezed dry.

Although this guy is an NPC, the NPCs in this game are basically no different from real people, and Qingdeng Ancient Wine is too embarrassed to squeeze this guy to death.

He still hopes to continue this business for a long time.

In exchange for the transaction of 140,000 silver coins, the players in Fries Port need to help deliver the more than a thousand pieces of packaged furs to the deck of the "Mistral" cargo ship.

There is no dock, so it is not easy to load these ten or twenty tons of goods onto the ship, but Qingdeng Ancient Wine readily agreed.

"As you wish, 140,000 silver coins! I have to go to the cargo ship to get the money... You transport the goods to the deck, and we pay the money and deliver the goods."

After making a verbal agreement, Mogawei walked to the south of the camp, stopped beside the fence gate and looked at Qingdeng Ancient Wine and repeatedly warned him.

Seeing this guy's expression of losing money, Qing Deng chuckled and waved his hand.

"I got it. Go back quickly and tell your captain to stop the ship. We will send it to you soon. "It's a deal..."

Mogavi didn't want to continue moping on the beach, so he turned around and walked towards the direction where the inflatable boat ran aground.

At this moment, two mercenaries carrying guns came over, and they were stunned when they saw the boss walking back in a hurry.

"boss?"

"what's the situation?"

"The matter is done!" Mogave patted the shoulder of the mercenary walking in front and urged him hurriedly, "It's time to go. Time is money. We have to get back to the ship quickly."

The goods piled on the pile now belonged to him, and every minute he was delayed there might damage a pelt.

This was something he couldn't bear no matter what.

Especially the blood mink skins he was interested in were bundled with a pile of tanned mutated rhino skins. Looking at the blood and grease stuck to the beautiful hair, his heart twitched with pain.

What a bunch of losers!

When the boss said he was going back, the two mercenaries almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

With a lot of effort, they dragged the speedboat ashore and stranded it. They originally thought about going to the alliance settlement to have a drink, but in the end they were urged to go back without even touching the door.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing the two mercenaries standing still, Mogawi glared at them, "Why don't you hurry up!" "Yes..."

Not daring to offend their employer, the two mercenaries finally suppressed their tempers and headed back toward the inflatable boat.

In order to get back to the deck quickly, Mogavi ignored the sea water and wet his trouser legs, and pushed up the inflatable boat with the two mercenaries.

The three of them struggled for less than half an hour, and finally managed to get the speedboat back to the anchored cargo ship.

The two speedboats parked next to the cargo ship had not left. The captain of the patrol was smoking impatiently on the bow, as if he had been waiting for them for a long time.

Without missing a moment, Mogavi grabbed the ladder and climbed onto the deck.

Looking at his employer who returned to the deck, Song Haining immediately walked up and asked.

"What's going on on the shore?"

"The prophecy is true! The land is full of gold! Hahaha! I really encountered it!" After changing his depressed look when he made the deal on the shore, Mogawei spoke excitedly and incoherently, and grabbed Captain Song's hand with both hands. Shoulder.

Song Haining was stunned for a moment, confused by these words, and after a while he came back to his senses and spoke.

"What a place full of gold..."

"I have purchased a batch of goods from them. You wait here for a while, they will deliver the goods soon, and I will prepare the money.

With that said, Mogawei walked towards the cabin. Song Haining immediately reached out and took his arm and asked quickly. "Wait, what kind of goods? Send it to the deck? How do they deliver it?

He had no plans to dock here, let alone there was no dock for them to dock here.

If it is transported by boat one trip at a time, when will it be transported?

If he was targeted by the submarine in Shelter 70, he didn't think that the two patrol speedboats could protect him well.

Looking at Captain Song who was asking anxiously, Mogawei chuckled and patted his hand.

"Don't worry, they said it will be quick. It won't take long. We will just wait for a while."

Song Haining stared at him and said.

"We can't wait too long. The federal patrol is still waiting for us. We can't get through the minefield without their guidance. And there are people from Vault 70—"

"Then please tell them for me and ask them to wait! Two speedboats... I can pay them an extra 2,000 dinars!"

Song Haining's wrinkles squeezed together as he looked at Mogave who freed his arm and hurriedly walked towards the cabin.

At this moment, a sailor ran down the gangway and said anxiously to him.

"Captain, that airship on the shore! It's approaching us!"

airship? !

Song Haining was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked towards the north shore of the strait and raised his head, only to see the hovering airship slowly flying towards him with a string of ropes hanging on it.

Looking at the thing hanging on the rope, his eyes were so wide that they almost bulged out.

Good guy. Is this okay? !

Mogavi, who came out of the warehouse carrying a suitcase, was also shocked by the alliance's operation.

However, he was not surprised for a long time. In less than a quarter of an hour, the airship had floated directly above the cargo ship and stopped slowly.

The sea breeze blew, and the "tofu cubes" hung by the ropes swayed like pendulums. It took several attempts to put them on the deck and stabilize them.

Seeing this thrilling scene, Song Haining felt like his heart was being pulled into his throat.

Especially when the "pendulum" swept towards his Mistral, he was so frightened that his whole face turned pale. Fortunately, everyone was lucky, and no one was killed in this series of outrageous operations.

On one of the piles of "tofu cubes", a man wearing a leather jacket jumped down.

The man looked around and soon saw Mogavi standing stunned next to the cabin. His eyes lit up and he walked forward with a smile.

"The goods have been delivered, where is the money?"

After a long time to regain consciousness, Mogavi closed his open mouth, gave a thumbs up in approval, and then handed over the suitcase in his hand.

"All 140,000 silver coins are here."

Qingdeng Gujiu took the suitcase and took a look at it. Seeing dozens of neat bundles of hundred-yuan banknotes, he closed the lid with a smile.

“A pleasure to work with.

"Happy cooperation... I will come back here in a few days. Remember to keep some good things for me when the time comes," Mogawi looked at the captain who was glaring at him, coughed dryly and said, "Also, , you... you should find a way to build a dock as soon as possible, I'm afraid there won't be a ship willing to take me on the way back."

Qingdeng Gujiu's eyes lit up.

"That's easy to say, I'll introduce it to you!"

Mogavi was stunned for a moment and looked at him strangely. "You...have a boat?"

"That's a must!" Qing Deng said with a smile, "If you need it, you can find a guy named Tail when you get to the circular port. She is on the ship with the white bear flag."

Mogavi nodded: "I will go and have a look, if necessary... By the way, how do you plan to go back?" "It's easy to say, I can go back how I came, see you later!"

Qing Deng smiled and made a gesture, turned around and returned to the pile of goods, then untied the ropes hooking the piles of furs and hooked them to himself.

Everyone just watched this guy holding a suitcase, being hoisted off the deck by the airship, and swinging towards the shore.

Watching the guy's figure disappear from sight, Song Haining swallowed and stared at Mogavi beside him. Knowing what he wanted to say, Mogavi coughed awkwardly and explained.

"Actually, these guys are quite nice. They're much easier to get along with than most of the survivors in the settlement... they just get a little messed up sometimes."

"I don't care what I do or not, don't even think about dragging me along. This ship has been with me for twenty years!" Song Haining stared at him and continued, "This is the last time... to go back I would never dock near here, don't even think about it!"

Mogavi nodded with a smile. "Okay...Okay!"

It's impossible not to stop here.

The money earned from the previous transaction has almost caught up with the profit from his shipment of goods.

Not only does he want to come back, he also wants to stay here for a while.

Maybe when he arrives at the port of the circular island, he can ask the tailman recommended by the cargo owner to see if that guy is willing to accept the transaction...

But then again.

Why does this name sound so familiar... Mogavi always feels like he has heard it somewhere.

(Thanks to the leader of "Xuibeixue" for the reward!!!)