Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"There are only two hunters, Zhang Ying and me, in the entire black market. Can you support yourself by making hunting bows?" Lu Meng questioned.

If making bows is just a hobby, the quality may not meet your requirements.

Lu Yong quickly defended: "Although it can't be sold on the black market, this is what I do at Wanyan Street. I usually hand it over to the gangs for tax deduction. If I make a lot, I recycle it to the market. They all recognize the quality."

"Submit it to the gang," Lu Meng paused, "So what you usually do is not a hunting bow, but a crossbow."

The training of archers takes a long time. How can a small gang put together by a ragtag group of people have such a need for so many bows? It is more likely that some people will be equipped with crossbows. With a little training, it will be enough to overwhelm ordinary residents. .

"Yes." Lu Yong lowered his head and admitted, "But Zhang Ying's hunting bow was indeed made by me."

He continued to introduce Lu Meng.

The crossbow made by Lu Yong's main business is closer to the military crossbow. It has a long range and strong power, but it is not suitable for hunting. The winding is too slow, and it is difficult to continue to pursue the prey if the arrow misses.

If it is too strong, it can easily damage the prey's fur.

Zhang Ying told him this, so the old hunter always only ordered new hunting bow embryos from Lu Yong, instead of buying ready-made crossbows.

After Lu Meng heard this, his thoughts were different from what Lu Yong thought.

Although he is considered a hunter, he has no interest in hunting bows.

After all, the skill written on his panel is called [Crossbow].

Except for Zhang Ying, who met him once, no one in the black market would have thought that he hunted with a hand crossbow.

The limitation is that he can only catch some pikas, but not larger prey, such as wild roe deer and goats.

As for adding a camel? It was obtained by Lu Meng through physical combat.

Crossbows are most powerful when fired by soldiers in a military formation. Shooting in rounds can also provide time for teammates to cock the crossbow.

But what Lu Meng needs is such a powerful crossbow.

Hunting is still secondary, as long as it is strong enough.

If Lu Yong can really make a military-grade crossbow, then his value will be even higher than he imagined.

Worth a try.

Lu Yong rubbed his fingers and waited anxiously for a response.

"Tomorrow, pick up the crossbow that you think you have made the best recently and come to me on the black market," Lu Meng said. "The time... will wait until I close."

"Okay, okay." Lu Yong responded quickly, knowing that he had passed this level.

But when he heard that he was going to find him in the black market, Lu Yong made his own judgment.

I'm afraid that the boss of Lubeiyou Road still doesn't want to expose his address on Wanyan Street in front of him.

"Also, how much does a crossbow usually cost?"

"Hey, it's not worth much. If Mr. Lu wants it, it's free of charge..."

"I really want to buy it." Lu Meng stopped him, "I'm just inspecting the goods tomorrow. If the quality is acceptable, I can continue to ask you to customize it. There will be many opportunities for cooperation in the future."

Lu Yong was a little surprised. For a craftsman like him, it was really not easy to make a precision crossbow. Not mentioning the materials, the work alone might take three weeks or even a month. He was originally prepared to lose money and avoid disasters. get ready.

Unexpectedly, Lu Meng, who just now had the attitude of drawing out a sword when he disagreed, turned out to be like a boss who was really talking about business cooperation after a few words.

Little did he know that this was nothing strange to Lu Meng.

Lu Meng can do whatever he can to deal with his enemies, but since the hostile stance has been lifted, most troubles can be solved by following the rules.

Lu Yong's existence also reminded him again.

The gangs and merchants in the hub station have shooters who can be equipped with military crossbows.

Even with his current strength, once he is surrounded and fired by a powerful crossbow, he will never survive unless he is wearing heavy armor.

"Then can I leave now?" Lu Yong rubbed his hands.

"Follow me, don't play tricks." Lu Meng hung the long knife back on his waist, adjusted the handle to the most suitable position for drawing the knife, and then walked towards the storage room.

"That's right." Lu Yong followed with a grimace.

Lu Meng returned to the storage room. The three previous wooden barrels had been opened, revealing snow-white flour.

Gulu.

Suddenly, there were several sounds of intestinal peristalsis mixing with the air in the room, which was particularly clear in the silent cabin.

Lu Meng glanced at Lu Yong.

"Hahaha... I only had enough water for dinner." Lu Yong was quite embarrassed.

The average hub station resident only eats twice or even once a day.

When it gets dark and they can't work, the residents won't eat regular meals. At most, they just stuff some random food into their stomachs so that they don't feel too hungry, and then they can lie down in bed and get ready for sleep.

Sometimes when I fall asleep, I don’t know whether it’s because I’m sleepy or hungry.

The same is true for Lu Yong, especially if he has to get up in the middle of the night to be a thief tonight, there will be even less oil and water in his stomach.

It seems that Lu Meng has returned to the past habit of eating three meals a day. Sometimes the intensity of training requires extra meals.

Now the man from Wanyan Street recognized it as flour at a glance. Even before it was cooked, the glutton was already hooked, and his entire abdomen and chest felt like they were scratched and burned.

Lu Meng didn't say much, but just mentioned: "If you are sincere in cooperating, take a bucket back when you leave."

It's not out of sympathy, but it's not convenient to take away more of myself.

The Xing family's inheritance can't be moved all in one visit, but the benefits from a second visit are not worth the risks.

And as long as Lu Yong takes the Xing family's belongings, in this person's subconscious mind, he has truly boarded the "thief ship" and is his accomplice. He will not take the initiative to mention tonight's incident to others in the future.

"Okay, okay, thank you Mr. Lu." Lu Yong's face was full of joy.

Lu Meng ignored him and reached out to open the box that he had not had time to open before.

Lu Yong wisely retreated to a corner of the storage room, staying far away.

The box was unlocked and there seemed to be some bottles and cans inside.

"Glass bottle?"

Lu Meng took out a bottle, and through the transparent bottle body, you could see that it contained clear liquid like pulp.

It's ordinary glass.

This is rare.

If it is a relic of a previous civilization, the glass that can be preserved must have been strengthened so that it will not be damaged over the long years.

And if it is ordinary glass, it means it was newly fired in a factory not far away.

He lifted the cap of the bottle and fanned the scent with his palms as if doing a chemical experiment, but in fact he already had expectations in his mind.

A strong aroma of wine.

It's wine, and it's highly spirits.

As the old saying goes, wine is the essence of grain. Even if the production cost of the tedious process is not taken into account, three kilograms of grain can produce one kilogram of wine.

The intoxication of alcohol can also numb people's pain. Therefore, in the wasteland, spirits are both a luxury and a necessity, and they are an absolute hard currency.

The value of this box of more than ten bottles of wine alone is more than the previous three barrels of flour.

"I didn't expect the Xing family to have such good things." Lu Meng thought to himself.

I'm afraid this is not something they keep for themselves. Even under the conditions of the Xing family, it seems a bit too extravagant. Judging from the glass packaging, I'm afraid they are going to give it as a gift to open up joints.

Lu Meng asked Lu Yong to wait outside first, and went to the bedroom to unwrap some cotton wool and fill it in a cloth bag, and then put the wine in bottles one by one.

"You should have brought a cloth bag with you, too." Lu Meng pointed.

Lu Yong was originally here to break into the void, so he would not be unprepared.

He consciously chose an underfilled bucket - in fact, he probably wouldn't be able to carry any more.

Seeing Lu Yong's expression as he stared at the flour, he wanted to grab a handful and stuff it into his mouth to chew.

Lu Meng imagined that he probably had the same look when he came to this world and earned his first cactus chewing stick.

He smiled silently, picked up two bags of flour, and tied the wine bag around his waist.

Lu Meng walked out and saw the newly deceased body of the previous woman still lying in the living room.

"How should we deal with this?"