"Without it, accidents are more likely to happen." Who doesn't know that in a broken society, fists are the last word, and guns are harder than fists.

Seeing Jiang Huan's insistence that this thing also belongs to the category of trading, he said, "Okay, but it's not difficult to get a gun, but it's not easy to get bullets. You can only get about ten bullets in a backpack. If you want a gun, these are far away." Not enough."

"I want a pistol and twenty bullets. I'll add two more bottles of wine and two more cigarettes." Jiang Huan bargained.

Lin Fang clicked his tongue again, looking at Jiang Huan's small body: "Okay, then, this is for you."

He took out a gun with him, and several vendors around him backed away again and again, thinking that some bloodshed was about to happen.

But seeing Jiang Huan put down the gun, checked that there were still five bullets in it, and handed the backpack directly to Lin Fang. "I put the wine in the scrapped car, I'll go get it now."

"Come on, wait for you for a while."

It took Jiang Huan 10 minutes to go back and forth. When he came back to give Lin the wine, he gave him another [-] bullets.

"This is..." Fifteen coins should be enough for myself.

"Consolidate old customers, next time you can directly find me to change."

"Okay, my surname is Jiang, Mr. Lin can call me Xiao Jiang."

"Yeah." He lazily replied.

The transaction was successful, Jiang Huan suppressed the mood of celebrating by shooting a few shots, and left the trading market.

She was not overwhelmed by excitement and joy, but walked around for half an hour before releasing a courier car and getting on it.

This is one of the cars she collected before. It is unlikely that the off-road vehicle will come back just now, so I can only use this to transport, and it happens to be loaded with a car for express delivery back to the community.

On the way back, there were no obstacles. After arriving home smoothly, and handing in some supplies, Jiang Huan received a message from the technician named Xiaoyi.

[I heard that Ms. Jiang likes gold and silver utensils. I have an old friend who used to be the deputy curator of the museum and has keys to various secret warehouses. If Ms. Jiang is interested, please come to Building 404, [-]. 】

Jiang Huan didn't take it seriously this time.

museum.

In the eyes of most people, museums put some obsolete exhibits under the protection of glass showcases to feast their eyes on. Most museums don’t have many authentic works, and they dare not put authentic works. Put the imitations, and the genuine ones in a secret warehouse.

She remembered that she took her younger brother to visit a geological museum before the end of the day. There were so many collections in it that every girl didn't want to leave when she went there.

So don't underestimate the gold content of museums. In addition to cultural and spiritual values, every museum has a few treasures.

Jiang Huan simply asked people to move the contents of the courier truck to the fifteenth floor.

She turned around and went to Building 404, [-].
knock knock.

There was movement inside the door, but the door was not opened immediately.

It opened after half a minute: "Hello, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Huan hummed. The other party was a thin young man with a tired look on his face. She stopped when she entered the gate.

Because the living room was turned into a machine room by these two people, all kinds of wires, materials, storage batteries, tools, etc. were piled up in the living room.

The only thing worthy of praise is that the room is very warm.

Jiang Huan hadn't smelled the smoky smell of much burning material yet.

When the guests came, Li Yupeng, an old technician who was working hard, also said hello. "Hello."

Jiang Huan: "Hello, I'm here to find Mr. Xiaoyi, so I didn't delay you."

Li Yupeng waved his hands in a hurry, as if he was about to get up and leave again, but Xiaoyi stopped him. "Teacher, there is nothing you can't listen to what we have to say. I want to fight for a better life for the seniors.

He used to be a deputy curator, and the only skills he knew were to hold on to antiques and understand a little bit of history, but this is a natural and man-made disaster, what can these two skills do?Before we came out, Brother Xu was about to stop. The two children and the elderly in the family basically depended on him to support them. The things in the base were just to ensure that people would not starve to death immediately.
In the climate where energy storage is needed, a little food hangs your life. If this goes on like this, something will happen sooner or later, so I didn’t discuss it with you, so I contacted Miss Jiang privately. I have heard about you since I came to the base. Knowing that Ms. Jiang must be a straightforward person, then I will say it directly,
I hope to make a deal with Ms. Jiang, the key, and the secret passage of the underground warehouse, I want to exchange, two hundred catties of grain, as long as grain and oil, if you agree, I will borrow a car to go to the base right now. "

Two hundred catties of grain is not difficult for her, but it is not difficult to take it out at once... "I am afraid it will be difficult to take it out at once. If you trust me, then pay it in installments and pay it within a month."

"Trust me! I absolutely believe in Miss Jiang's ability, this, this is really great, Miss Jiang, thank you!"

Jiang Huan prefers to talk about business with clearly marked prices, and doesn't like this kind of endless thank you: "If something is what I like, I will increase the price. Sorry."

"I know, I'll make an agreement with my brother." As he said that, he was about to ask for a car.

Jiang Huan walked with him for a while, and gave him two packs of instant noodles, a handful of sugar, and a bottle of strong wine before leaving. "This is a deposit."

In fact, Xiaoyi also wanted a deposit, but he didn't bother to ask, and accepted these items with great care. He bowed to Jiang Huan, and got into the back seat of the car. Wugang also thought about bringing some supplies to the official side. Transaction, before leaving, ask Jiang Huan if he wants to go with him.

"No, Captain Wu, if I see a martial arts instructor or a veteran who knows kung fu, I am willing to hire them at a high price, or if I have weapons, I will also help you to pay attention to the news over there."

"Success, I'll come back and give you news."

"Walk slowly."

The property's car slowly drove out of the Xingcheng community, and the gate was closed by two young men who were on duty today.

A gust of wind blew and it was bitingly cold. Jiang Huan shrank his neck and let out a breath of white air: "It's really cold."

Hurry up and get something hot.

Jiang Huan wanted to eat something sweet today, so he ate half a mango mille-feuille after dinner.

In the afternoon, it was the practice of holding the gun to the air.

Night falls.

Jiang Huan glanced out the window, it was snowing.

Wu Gang and others came back the next day and brought back some well-preserved potatoes, sweet potatoes and pumpkins.

The strange thing is that everyone is not very interested. Jiang Huan saw it after exercising outside the community for a while.

"Didn't you go to the official side to change so many things? Why are you depressed?"

"Sister Jiang, you don't know, the people over there, alas." A young man who went out together complained to Jiang Huan. They went with the greatest trust and goodwill towards the official base.

When I went there, I saw a lot of bad places. It was a large army converted into an official base, which collected the best combat power and supplies, but few of the people living inside were in good spirits. Some people even walked away. fainted--

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