Mica is a collective term for mica group of minerals, which is an aluminosilicate of potassium, aluminum, magnesium, iron, lithium and other metals, and is an important raw material for the manufacture of electrical equipment. Moreover, mica ore is also associated with diopside and forsterite, and even ilmenite, which is rich in reserves.

Through the new city of Linfen, you can see the history of the mining industry in the colony.

The Nanyang Trading Company hollowed out the ground and shipped every piece of mica on a ship. Today, the open-pit mining site still occupies one-eighth of the area of New Linfen. It is a huge crater in the shape of a stepped pyramid. It's as if there's a huge conical drill bit drilling a crypt out of the ground.

Loops of threads run from the mine to the surface, which are reserved for the inner wall spiral loop for mining vehicles weighing up to 100 tons. Through this lane, the mined mica ore is loaded and transported to the port for loading.

As time passed, the massive mining vehicles had long since disappeared, and most of them were burned by angry miners. A sprawling open-pit mine has been transformed into a bazaar.

The surface of the mine is hard Deccan basalt, which was formed by a series of volcanic eruptions that occurred here about 66 million years ago, forming the Deccan basalt with a thickness of more than 2 kilometers beneath the Deccan Plateau.

The rocks were hard enough that the Deccan Development and Trading Company dug out one space after another in the hard rock face along the inner wall spiral driveway, roughly renovated them, and rented them out as shops.

Unlike the bustling commercial districts of Dongcheng District, most of the goods sold here are cheap and inferior goods. For example, cheap cotton cloth, farm tools and daily necessities brought by ship from Zhongzhou.

The pit market, which covers an area of size, is now bustling with traders from all over the colony.

This market is like the heart of the colony, and the merchants are the blood. Some of them rode in steam locomotives, some on pack horses, and they shipped goods purchased from the market to every corner of the colony. It kept the economy of the colony running.

Because it is below the ground, the air cannot circulate. The smell in the pit market was very unpleasant, and the smell of cow and horse feces wafted through. The originally wide passage was mostly encroached upon by the shops on one side, and vendors from all over the world were bargaining with different accents.

The pack horses they had brought with them were snorting in displeasure, and the crowd of people made them uneasy.

Liao Qichang nodded and walked in front, and Li Mu followed him unhurriedly, walking through the flow of people.

"Boss, the owner of that shop is my senior brother, I studied with him earlier, he has a gun shop at the bottom of the pit market, because he is not in good health, he has always wanted to give me the shop plate."

He explained to Li Mu the origin of the shop.

When Li Mu proposed to open a gun shop in Xinlinfen, the two immediately hit it off. Liao Qichang even had some secret joy in his heart, he regarded his imaginary identity as a backer. The sheriff who knocks on the bones and sucks the marrow, and the thugs who come to harass him every once in a while, even if the business is good, will be stripped of most of it.

If you hug a big thick leg, these indifferent costs can be saved.

Li Mu's face was expressionless, he knew what was going on with his weak body. Piles of contaminated slag stand upwind of the pit market, and the wind blows away the lead and radiation dust on the slag pairs. Almost everyone in the stall here has a high level of lead in their blood.

In the previous life, life players who have been here for a long time usually bring a negative state called lead blood, minus the upper limit of the will of 0.2, which is very troublesome.

"You go and hand over the store, I won't go." Li Mu took out a bag of gold coins from his pocket and handed it to Liao Qichang: "Don't do stupid things that don't matter, my money is not so easy to swallow." ”

"Yes, yes."

Liao Qichang reversed the weight, estimated how much money was inside, and immediately smiled, he thought that he was going to bleed heavily, and the money here was enough for half a year's store rent.

"I only take half of the profit of the gun shop, and you can distribute the rest freely. All you need to do is run a good gun shop. Whatever filial piety you want on the street, you can give it in peace, don't make trouble for nothing. If something happens, I won't risk revealing my identity and come out for you. ”

Li Mu's next sentence made Liao Qichang stiffen for a moment, but he quickly adjusted back to his mentality, it was already very good to be supported by this large amount of money, after all, he was doing things for the people of Zhongzhou and collecting intelligence. He doesn't believe that gun shops are really annoying, and they will stand by and watch

After giving these orders, Li Mu turned around and left. He was very relieved that an old fox like Liao Qichang could mix like a fish in water in a chaotic place like platform 77, and buy weapons at both ends leisurely, ordinary trivial things were difficult for him.

Although the meeting place agreed by the Brotherhood of Liberty was not far away, he was not ready to meet at this time. They were being stared at by hungry sheriffs and bounty hunters, and the gecko grocery store might have been exposed, and he might have gone to the trap and thrown himself into the net.

The upper rings of the pit market are closest to the surface, the location is excellent, and business is usually very good. The shops there sell cheap Zhongzhou industrial products, which are very lively, but there are only a limited number of valuable things. The deeper you go into the mine, the more cluttered the store becomes.

Scavengers in the wilderness, garbage dug up from the ruins, will all appear here. How to pick out valuable things from piles of strange garbage is a matter of great eyesight.

In the previous life, many players would come here to try their luck before going offline.

As we went deeper underground, the surroundings began to darken, and the dying light of the yellow street lamps illuminated everything around them. Here, some scavengers are reluctant to buy scrap from the rubble at a low price, so they spread a plastic tablecloth on the ground and sit on a matza to recuperate.

One of the stalls was owned by a girl of about seven or eight years old. Her hands grinded like the bark of a pine tree. It was the result of years of smashing stones in the dark pits, and the skin on her hands was worn and healed by the sharp edges and corners of the ore, and it was as tough as cowhide.

Although the mica pit in the pit has long been depleted, there are still a small amount of ore in some corners. If you're lucky, you'll find precious aquamarines, garnets and crystals.

These gems are stained with blood and tears, and most of the lucky ones who find them usually don't end well.

He scanned around and found nothing good, worn-out electric fans, empty cans and cans, broken keyboards, and only two burned, pitch-black round objects that he couldn't recognize.

"This is a 75-mm shell?"

The girl said suddenly.

"Huh?"

"It's a towed howitzer shell."

Li Mu picked up the "cannonball", looked at it carefully, and found the trademark printed on the bottom of the bottle, which was actually two metal thermos flasks, which were blackened with fire and used to pass off as "cannonballs".

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