The market originated from the ancient human name for a place where transactions were conducted at a fixed time or place, and referred to the place where buyers and sellers traded.

Up to now, the meaning of the market refers more to trading venues, such as the traditional market, the stock market, the futures market and so on.

According to the classification of goods operated by market and end use, the safety circle can be divided into production market, life market, and technical service market.

However, because of the isolation of Heaton City, it has returned to the state of bartering in primitive society, which has to be said to be a huge blow to everyone.

In a nutshell, it is the market for tangible goods (bullets, medicines, food), the market for intangible goods (mercenaries, some kind of unspeakable special service. Basically, you can trade anything if you have money.

Constance and Carl came to a tent, and the merchant in the tent was an old man, in his fifties, but he had the appearance of a crane-haired childish face, which was very disobedient.

Karma ...... Call...... Mutter......

Karma ...... Call...... Mutter......

The uncle didn't seem to know that someone had come to patronize his business, and he still covered his belly with a newspaper, and snored and slept more than a pig, which I have to say, it was really a wonder in the market.

Everyone else is trying to sell their goods, but he looks like a wisher.

How can anyone do such a business?

"Shall we wake him up?" Karl spread his hands and smiled bitterly.

"Well, after all, we're in a hurry, so that's all we can do." Constance nodded.

Seeing this, the two could only pat the uncle's shoulder with their hands.

"Hey! Uncle, wake up, business is coming. Karl said.

Karma ...... Call......

Halfway through the snoring, he suddenly stopped, and the uncle turned around and muttered to himself.

"Who?"

As he spoke, he yawned again.

"We're here to trade, and I want this box of medicines." Karl pointed to the position behind the uncle.

"Oh?" The uncle's confused eyes suddenly lit up like light bulbs.

"Young man, this is not cheap, it's not that I look down on you, are you sure you can afford to buy this thing?" He questioned.

"You talk about the conditions first, as long as it's not too outrageous, I can accept it." Karl said with a deep groan.

"Well, young people are so refreshing." The uncle slapped his thigh and praised repeatedly, how exaggerated that appearance was.

"I don't ask for much." The uncle stroked the beard on his chin.

"This box contains more than a dozen bottles of life-saving medicine, as well as ten very valuable antibiotics, which claim to cure all diseases and save your life when you are sick."

As if he was afraid that Karl would not understand the truth, he said: "You must know that you are no longer living in a peaceful society, all order has collapsed, even if you are a bull who dominates the world, a disease can take half of your life, at this time, you know the preciousness of medicine." He groaned, his eyes smiling into the shape of a crescent moon.

What a cunning old fox!

Carl gasped.

Youma!

What do you say that there are not many requirements, can you just say that the requirements are not enough? And also emphasize how precious your box is? It's clear that I just want to increase the price!

Of course, he wasn't angry enough to scold, but he just didn't feel good.

"Let's just talk about the conditions." Karl's eagle-like eyes stared at the uncle.

The invisible momentum seems to shape the person in front of him into a towering giant, and every move can shake the heavens and the earth.

Grunt......

The uncle spat a mouthful of spit, suppressed his uneasy mood, and sneered: "One ......"

He cocked up his index finger and a drop of sweat ran down his forehead.

"I need thirty loaves of bread."

Karl's face immediately darkened, and he said, "Hehe, you go and grab it." ”

"Ten dollars, don't forget it." He clasped his hands to his chest.

The uncle shook his head and said, "Little brother, it's not easy for us to do business, right, twenty-five yuan." ”

"No, no, it's still too much. Fifteen dollars, it really can't be more. Karl said.

"Twenty-two!" Uncle gritted his teeth and said.

The palms of my hands were so clenched that my pants were about to break, as if I was distressed.

"Forget it, let's go, this uncle is not sincere, he will only raise the price." Carl didn't say a word, just turned around and left, looking like he was light with two sleeves.

Constant, Erin, and Ellie, though not knowing what Carl was thinking, followed.

"You...... You...... You ......" The uncle was so angry that his lips were trembling, and even his goatee was shaking.

"Twenty bucks!" He said loudly.

The four of them still didn't stop and kept walking out, but if you look closely, you will find that the steps of the four people have deliberately slowed down.

However, the uncle didn't have the heart to pay attention to these at this time, he was so nervous that his legs were shaking now, and he didn't want to leave the four guests.

"Eighteen yuan, it really can't be less, and if it is less, I will lose money!" He said loudly

When he said this, his eyes turned red, and blood red covered the whites of his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

"Almost." Karl smiled, stopped decisively, turned and walked back slowly.

"Uncle, this is how business should be discussed, everyone is honest, and no one should think about deceiving anyone." He spread his hands and smiled.

"Hmph." The uncle snorted, noncommittal.

"Second, five cans of beef." He said.

This price is the most real, and he didn't quote a high price or anything, which can be described as full of sincerity.

Carl nodded and agreed to his offer, bartering is difficult to ensure a fair price forever, even when the banknote is still valid, it is difficult to ensure that there is absolute fairness between the merchant and the consumer.

So as long as it's not too exaggerated, it's still acceptable.

Bartering is a model of exchange value under the conditions of a social contract or explicit agreement. Contrary to the gift economic liberal value model. Exchanging one's own goods or services with others in exchange for someone else's goods or services is a form of trade that existed before the advent of the existing trade model.

Prior to the Apocalypse, this type of trading was still in place, usually on some trading auction sites, where Carl tried trading ten pencils for a furry bear for Monica's birthday.

"Nothing else?" Carl asked.

"If I said yes, young man, you must have run away." The uncle blew his beard and said with a glare.

There was a muffled thunder in his chest, and he was obviously angry, and it was the first time he had been defeated by a young man after living for so long.

Oops, I'm mad, I should have kept going.

Looking at the appearance of this young man, it is obvious that he needs medicine very much, but he can't see it because he is in a hurry, and he really lives to be a dog at an age. He roared inwardly.