"Boss, can this gun be cheaper?"

When the middle-aged uncle heard this inquiry, he was immediately shocked, and when he heard the sound of heaven in his ears, it made him feel a sense of joy and dripping.

However, he was immediately disappointed, because the person who asked was the young man he called a little brat.

Can such a young man afford a gun?

Yang Yi saw that the middle-aged uncle was shocked, but in a blink of an eye, he became listless, and he didn't care, he looked at this 56 type carefully, then raised it up and looked at it, and checked it again, it was indeed very good workmanship, and the imitation system was very high. If it weren't for someone who was used to using such a firearm, it would have been impossible to tell that this was a private imitation of the Type 56.

In the last days, there are many people who can make guns without the constraints of the law.

Advanced guns can also be made, but relatively speaking, in the settlements, this kind of older guns are more popular. The main reason is that these guns have a simple structure, low requirements for steel, are durable and not squeamish, easy to maintain, and so on.

There are no bullets in the magazine in this gun, and only when the transaction is successful, the boss will hand over the bullets last.

"This gun is good!" Yang also exclaimed.

The middle-aged uncle had long lost hope for selling guns today, and said: "Of course, don't look at who made it, can my uncle's craftsmanship be poor?" Don't say that this small gun, it's a more complex machine gun, a sniper rifle, as long as the materials are sufficient, it's not impossible to get it out. ”

Yang Yi's eyes lit up, so behind the middle-aged uncle, there is a gun-making master?

Without hesitation, Yang Yiyi raised the gun in his hand and said, "I want all three of 700 catties of rice." ”

Gold is calculated by grams, and the current market is 5 catties of rice per gram. From the perspective of the pre-apocalyptic world, this is simply impossible, but now that the end times are, the preciousness of food has led to such a disparity in exchange ratios. According to the calculation of 300 yuan per gram before the end of the world, 5 catties of rice with a general surname are less than three pieces per catty, which is equivalent to about 15 yuan.

Yang also couldn't figure out whether gold had depreciated or food prices had risen.

"You...... Born boy, are you sure you want all three? ”

The middle-aged uncle hesitated, three sticks are 2,100 catties of rice, enough for two people to eat for more than a year. That is to say, as long as this transaction is completed, even if you don't make guns for a year, you can spend a year safely without worrying about starving.

2,100 catties of rice is not a small amount, the young man in front of him, will there be?

Yang Yi said: "Of course, it is all, but it is a gold payment. ”

"No problem!" The middle-aged uncle readily agreed, and the gold in the settlement was also easy to sell, and he could buy food with gold casually. He said: "According to the rules, each gun only carries one magazine, and now I am in charge and give you one more magazine." ”

The next deal went smoothly.

After paying 420 grams of gold, Yang Yi bought all the bullets directly.

Don't look at guns as inexpensive, but bullets are ridiculously expensive, and a bullet costs half a catty.

Yang Yi now finally understands why people don't like to use guns, for fear that the sound of gunfire will alarm zombies, and the consumption of bullets is one. A bullet is worth half a catty of rice, and after a battle, it will consume one or two hundred rounds, and nearly a hundred catties of rice will be gone. God knows what the next harvest will be, whether it will be a gain or a loss.

Prosperous antiques, troubled gold.

In these last days, it is not gold that reigns, and it can be seen from this disparity in the exchange ratio that although gold is good, grain is still the strongest monetary standard in people's minds.

The three guns were packed in a snakeskin bag, and at Yang Yi's request, the magazines were loaded, and as long as they were taken out, they could be shot.

Seeing the happy expression of the middle-aged uncle boss, Yang can also be sure that the circulation of guns in the settlement is not strong, and the survivors are only wandering around the periphery of the city, and it is enough to rely on cold weapons, but it is foreseeable that in the future, guns are definitely the biggest support for the survivors.

"What a bunch of short-sighted guys." Yang also pouted.

Carrying a snakeskin bag on his back, Yang Yi was not in a hurry to go back, but walked around the commercial street, looking at the dazzling array of stalls.

This is the time when the hunters return, and some of the good harvest will be saved, and some will be exchanged for what they need. This kind of bartering in its primitiveness is mainly based on grain, and in many cases the two sides discuss whether to trade with grain or other equivalent exchange.

In the evening, the whole shopping street becomes lively and crowded.

There was a clamor among themselves, all kinds of things, some practical and some flashy.

A sturdy man with two 54 pistols pinned to his waist and a woman snuggled to his left and right. The two women were unusually beautiful, dressed in fancy clothes, and from time to time said something to the man, which caused the man to laugh wildly, and the man even ignored the fact that this was a crowded commercial street, and reached out to pinch the two women's bodies, causing a burst of coquettishness.

Behind this man, there were four men who were also extremely strong, who seemed to be the man's subordinates.

What attracted Yang Yi's attention was the man's extravagance, as long as his woman fancied, no matter what it was, he would not even pay back the price, and let his subordinates pay. Like Yang Yi, the other party uses gold to pay, and looking at the gold he is carrying, I am afraid that the amount is not small.

Such an arrogant figure who blatantly swaggers through the market on the commercial street is definitely not an unknown person.

"Big brother, who is this person?"

Yang Yi grabbed a person passing by, asked with a smile, and then pointed at the sturdy man.

The man said softly: "Why, I don't even know Zhang Baoyi? ”

Yang Yi shook his head, and this person said: "A few days ago, he was unique, and the team he set up killed thousands of zombies and occupied a natural village. Tsk, now that he is described as the richest man in the settlement, there should be no one who will object, who does not know that he can't run out of food? In a few days, his team has tripled, and there are so many talents! ”

This news had little impact on Yang Yi, who killed thousands of zombies, and Yang Yi completely disdained it, and the number he killed was far greater than a thousand.

When it comes to being rich, everything in the city is up to you, and who has ever been rich?

However, Yang also realized that this period of time was indeed the most fanatical and rich time in the settlement, hunger was no longer the theme, and some people even shouted to recover the city and take back the civilization that belonged to mankind. The success of this period of time has made many people forget that humanity is currently at an absolute disadvantage.

sighed softly, in the settlement, not everyone knows and knows zombies, only people like Yang Yi who are mixed in the zombie world understand the horror of zombies best.

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