I will plant a field in the last days

Wula continued: Of course, just eating staple food is not enough. We also have other special foods here, such as a kind of black fruit, which tastes sweet and is a luxury product here. The output is not much, only a few thousand kilograms. I can give them to you, but the price will be a little more expensive.

Mr. Zhou nodded. The journey is not too far. Let’s make do with food and rob some more on the way. Oh no, it’s enough to do some other things. “Okay, we want all the things you said.”

Ula's face now showed a look of constipation: What do you want to exchange for? We don't want those carrion insects.

At this time, Ula was actually struggling for a long time. In many years, China had helped them, but now that China was in trouble, they should also help China at this moment.

But everyone who could help helped, and they never had enough to eat. The food that could be given at this time was of the highest quality. The black fruits were saved from the teeth of the leaders above to give to China.

In fact, most of their own people also eat corpse insects.

But he saw that the entire ship in China was now full of fermented, sour and smelly carrion worms. Even their dogs wouldn't eat it. Moreover, there are plenty of fresh carrion worms in the sea, so you can catch as many as you can - China is probably not trying to get rid of them with nothing, right? Ah, China’s friendly country is not like this either.

So Ula's face was as suffocated as pig liver at this time. If it were before, their country would definitely want to return some bullets and guns, but now, to be honest.

No other country is willing to attack them. They want oil but there is no oil. What they want to eat are carrion insects. To be honest, if any country is willing to rule them now, or even come to a colony or something, the whole country will probably revel in it. They wish they could be slaves or something so that they could have enough to eat.

But the fact is that dogs in their country are now despised, and countries that are fighting the autumn wind are avoiding it.

Mr. Zhou laughed out loud. This fat black man was quite interesting. He patted the fat man and said, I'm sorry. We came all the way from China and we really don't have any supplies to exchange for.

Ulla smiled awkwardly: I understand, I understand, but if it really doesn't work, I think you have a few small boats, and you can trade them in -

Mr. Zhou shook his head and said: Those small boats are indeed pirates, and the messy supplies on them are also for sale, but they belong to individuals. You can just find them again. However, we do have a kind of beer at the moment. I wonder if you are interested. Emotional.”

Beer? Didn't that thing cease to be produced after the apocalypse? Ulla swallowed. Is this a luxury product?

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou nodded, and Tank poured a bowl of beer for Ula from the thermos.

Smelling the mellow taste, Ulla couldn't believe it. He drank it in one gulp eagerly, smacked his lips, and licked his lips, Are there any more?

The tank is full again.

After drinking it, Ulla's eyes shone. This thing was definitely out of production. If it were given to the leader above, wouldn't his position be moved again?

No, this thing must be obtained! This tastes really good. Are you just afraid that this thing is expensive?

So, he said anxiously: This thing is good, let's use it to exchange for it! For this luxury item, he had to get it back even if he even settled the debt.

Mr. Zhou smiled and nodded, and then Yang Yangze, as the exclusive negotiator, stepped forward and said:

Okay, what you just mentioned is enough for us to supply hundreds of ships for ten days. We all need it. How much beer do you think we need to replace it? We don't have anything else this time. There is still such beer, but we need this beer For takeout, a cup costs 50 Chinese virtual coins.

Regarding the pricing of beer, Jing Shu, Mr. Zhou, and Yang Yang have all discussed it. Taking into account labor costs, dark raw materials, carrion insects, etc., a cup costs about 2 virtual coins.

If you sell it to China, it will be 10 virtual coins. Isn’t it too much to earn 5 times? If you sell it to a friendly country, it will actually cost you 30 virtual coins. After all, there are various costs for exporting. Yangyang's price is a little higher because it is for the sake of counter-offering.

As for selling it to other countries, the price is between 100-500 virtual coins. For such a delicious beer, I can sell it for hundreds of times more. Is this reasonable?

Foreigners’ money is nothing if not earned. I worked so hard to transport it from Great China, and my manual fuel consumption is free of charge? This is China's unique beer in the whole world. What's wrong with me selling it for hundreds of times?

cough. anyway.

Wula's head changed quickly. The price of wine in the black market was very high. This grade was considered high-end. 50 Chinese virtual coins was really cheap. So he stretched out eight fingers and was about to say, Let's exchange for 800 cups. Exactly worth 40,000 virtual coins.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yang frowned, thinking that the other party actually wanted 80,000 cups? Although 80,000 cups is relatively cheap in exchange for supplies worth thousands of people for ten days, they also have costs.

So Yang Yang stretched out a five-stroke stroke.

Ula was in a bit of a dilemma. The 800 cups were already calculated based on his limit cost. Their special black fruit was also worth a lot, but the beer was indeed a good thing, and all the leaders could share a lot, and then there was leftover For half of the bet, he sold a cup for 100 virtual coins, which was a bloody profit.

So Ula nodded and said, Then five hundred cups.

Just as Yang Yang was about to nod, everyone present looked at Wula in surprise.

Five hundred cups??

Seeing so many people looking at him in surprise, Ulla felt embarrassed: How about a little less? I know this beer is a good thing, and we shouldn't be so greedy, but this stuff tastes so good - —”

Everyone looked weird. Yang Yang, a master negotiator, couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for being a beast. Look what he had done to the fat man from the friendly country, so he coughed: Damn it, you are our friendly country, maybe We will charge a high price for takeout, but for you, we will definitely give it to you according to the cost. So, we decided to give you 8,000 cups.

What?? 8,000 cups?? Ula waved her hands repeatedly: How can this be done? In fact, I didn't calculate it for you based on the cost price just now. I can't live up to the friendship of our friendly country. 8,000 cups holds us in our hearts. Uneasy, in this case, at most a thousand cups will be enough for us.”

Speaking of which, a thousand cups is at most a few hundred kilograms, which is less than 1 cubic meter. The beer that can be carried by one person in a tank can be used to feed thousands of people for ten days, and they also give away free wine?

This time it was Jingshu and others' turn to feel uneasy.