Natural disasters are coming: the space is busy with stockpiling and farming

Chapter 25: Getting into trouble while doing business

The trading floor was overcrowded. Everyone knew that there was not much food left in the base, and the prices of all commodities had increased a lot.

Jiang Sheng passed by one stall after another, and a 20-pound bag of white noodles actually cost 70 first-grade crystal nuclei.

But it’s understandable. After all, food is in short supply. How can crystal nuclei be as important as filling one’s stomach?

Su Cheng followed Jiang Sheng, smacking his lips at the prices in the trading hall: "Isn't this too expensive? A few days ago, a bag of noodles only had 30 noodles!"

A stall owner saw that Su Cheng and Jiang Sheng were neatly dressed and had rosy complexions, so he knew that these were two powerful people with super powers.

He rubbed his hands and came forward: "What do you two need? I specialize in white noodles. If you need it, the price can be negotiated."

Jiang Sheng pointed to a bag of white noodles on the ground: "This is 50 kilograms, right? How much does it cost?"

The stall owner smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits, and he gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Originally, I wanted 170 first-class crystal cores, but since this is your first time visiting our store, I will give you a discount. You can give it to me."

Just 160 pills.”

Su Cheng waved his hands hurriedly and pushed Jiang Sheng to leave the stall: "This is so deceptive. You think we are all being taken advantage of!"

Jiang Sheng was a little lost because she was thinking about the appropriate price for her noodles.

A wheat seed in the space costs 220 gold coins and can grow 5 kilograms of flour. However, the space will charge a fee of 30 gold coins from wheat to flour.

Calculated this way, 5 pounds of flour requires 250 gold coins.

One crystal core is equal to 1,000 gold coins and can grow 20 kilograms of flour.

When supplies are not in short supply, a 20-pound bag of flour requires 30 first-level crystal nuclei.

Supplies are too scarce now, so you can sell 40 crystal cores in a bag, which is a lot cheaper than these profiteers now!

This way you can make sure you make money without losing anything, and you will make a lot of money!

With this thought in mind, Jiang Sheng went to the lobby to rent a booth, took out a loudspeaker to record the sound, and placed it next to the booth.

"20 kilograms of flour has 40 first-class crystal nuclei, and 50 kilograms of flour has 95 first-class crystal nuclei. Don't miss it if you pass by!"

The trading hall was overcrowded. Although the booth rented by Jiang Sheng was not conspicuous, the power of the loudspeaker should not be underestimated, and it quickly attracted many customers.

The first person who came was a girl, she looked about 15 years old, with neat short hair swaying slightly, and a dagger on her waist, shining with a sharp light.

"Is what the loudspeaker says true? Is it really that cheap?"

Jiang Sheng nodded heavily: "That's natural. We don't make false sales. How much do you want? You are my first customer. I will give you a 20% discount."

Countless rays of light instantly burst out from the girl's big eyes: "Give me 200 pounds!"

"okay,"

Jiang Sheng naturally responded, waving his hands lightly on the empty ground in front of him, and four 50-pound bags of white noodles appeared on the ground.

"These are exactly 200 kilograms. I'll give you a 20% discount. Just give me 304 crystal nuclei."

Behind the girl was a man in a black coat. He took out a handful of crystal cores from his waist, counted 304 of them and handed them to Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng put the crystal core in his hand into the space and smiled broadly.

The crystal nuclei came so fast, like a tornado!

The girl stretched out her hand towards Jiang Sheng: "Hello, my name is Yu Miaomiao, I am from the Windward Team. I hope to cooperate with you again in the future!"

Jiang Sheng hurriedly stretched out his hand and shook it back. This Windward Team looked like a rich man with a crystal core. She had to serve them well.

Su Cheng stood aside blankly, eyes widening in disbelief as he watched Jiang Sheng receive 304 crystal cores in an instant.

However, from the moment he met Jiang Sheng, he knew that Jiang Sheng had a lot of capital to survive in the apocalypse, and as a friend, he did not want to know Jiang Sheng's secrets.

After swallowing, Su Cheng stood aside to help Jiang Sheng.

There are also some people who question the quality of the goods Jiang Sheng sells, but Jiang Sheng is not afraid of their inspection at all. After all, the quality of the goods produced by the space must be good.

Seeing customers lining up one by one to go to Jiang Sheng's stall, other stall owners who were buying things were naturally reluctant.

By keeping the price so low, didn't Jiang Sheng cut off other people's financial opportunities?

But no one dares to be the first person. After all, she can bring out so many good white noodles with just a wave of her hand. This woman must not be simple.

More and more customers came to buy things. One man even bought 1,000 kilograms. Many people were called on the spot to move all 20 bags of white flour.

In less than an hour, Jiang Sheng earned more than 3,000 crystal nuclei, and she grinned widely.

She can certainly feel the anger around her, but what does it have to do with her?

When the apocalypse comes, who will demand stable market prices?

Those who can still sell white flour on the trading floor when supplies are tight are naturally a group of people with relatively abundant supplies.

They wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, so no one objected, but Jiang Sheng's prices were cheap, so these people were naturally unable to prevent the loss of customers.

Jiang Sheng has never been a rule-abiding person.

This group of people more than tripled the price of white flour. If they were willing to lower the price and compete with Jiang Sheng, they would naturally not suffer much loss.

But they are unwilling to give up. Who would give up the opportunity to slaughter a fat sheep?

Some stall owners looked very uncomfortable and went back to report the situation in the trading room to their leaders.

But some people came directly to the door.

Jiang Sheng was happily counting crystal nuclei when the crowd in front of him was knocked away by a man with a scarred face.

An extremely scary scar extends from the temple to the chin, and it doesn't look like something to be trifled with.

Some customers left one after another when they saw him coming.

"Liu Meng is here, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Let's go, don't let him get angry!"

"Run, run.

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When Jiang Sheng heard this, he raised his head. The man in front of him had a scar on his face, a rusty hammer in his hand, and a cigarette in his mouth.

After shaking the cigarette ashes to the ground, Liu Meng took out the hammer from his waist and shook it as if to demonstrate, then spat at Jiang Sheng's stall.

"Little girl, you set the price so low that the rest of us can't do business. Isn't this appropriate?"

Jiang Sheng sat in front of the stall with a smile on his face: "Even if you set my price, you can still make a lot of money, right? If you want to make more money, just say so and don't put all the blame on me."

The man's thoughts were exposed, and he shook the hammer in anger: "Don't toast me and I will be fined if I don't eat!"

Jiang Sheng sneered, his eyes full of contempt for the man, as if he were looking at a clown.

There was a man on the side who couldn't stand it: "Little girl, please apologize to him, he is a gold-type superpower!"

Liu Meng raised his head proudly, expecting Jiang Sheng to lower his head and apologize, but when he looked up, he saw Jiang Sheng drinking tea from a thermos cup. The aroma of tea rose up, refreshing his heart and mind.

Liu Meng instantly felt that his position had been challenged, and he rushed towards Jiang Sheng with the hammer raised. His fists were also armed with a metallic luster, and he could tell at a glance how powerful it was.

Jiang Sheng sat there without moving. He raised his fingertips slightly, and a weak electric current appeared out of thin air and passed into Liu Meng's body along with the hammer that was raised above his head.

(End of chapter)