This Game is Too Real

Chapter 254: This is a good sign!

Chapter 254 This is a good sign!

"...is this here?"

This is the twentieth time today, and Seale has repeatedly confirmed the address on the note, and he has come to the wrong place.

In front of him at the moment was a facade that was being renovated, and the sound of sawing wood and ding ding came from inside.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a hotel.

"Is there someone named Xu Shun here?"

"No, no, how many times do you want me to say this?" the man who was doing carpentry work at the door replied impatiently.

Seale continued to ask without giving up.

"Then who is the owner here? I have an important client who has filled in the address here. I have to find a way to find him."

What does this have to do with me?

The carpenter said without looking up.

"The master here has gone out and won't come back until it gets dark. If you want to find him, just wait."

Before dark...

Noon is before dark, and afternoon too, because of this bullshit, he has been standing here all day!

Seeing that it was already dark, this guy told himself before it was dark!

Just when Xier was about to give up, a figure walking in the distance instantly dispelled the regret and remorse on his face.

As if he had found a purse that had fallen on the ground, Schell shouted out in surprise.

"Hey! Mr. Xu Shun!"

While shouting , he did not forget to wave his hand to indicate that he was here.

"Your acquaintance?" Shu Yu glanced at the guard beside him unexpectedly.

Xu Shun made a helpless expression.

"The residents of the shelter consigned things from him, signed in my name."

Shuyu pinched his chin and nodded thoughtfully.

"I see."

"It looks like there is a result."

Before the group reached the door, Seale took the initiative to greet him, and said with a bright smile on his face.

"My friend, you are finally back!"

Xu Shun asked immediately before Xier could finish his greeting.

"Is the thing sold?"

"Sold!"

didn't mind that his words were interrupted, and Xier continued to say with a bright face.

"My client really liked your... er, art. And he also said that if there were any, he would like to buy some more for his collection. Don't I remember you have a big bag? If you don't find a buyer, Might as well sell it to me."

The eyes of the player who looked at the subtitles suddenly lit up.

Especially at night, his eyes shine.

"Fuck me, fellow man!"

Sell!

must sell to him!

Laobai's expression is subtle.

"It seems that the wasteland also has lsp."

Gu Feng coughed lightly and said, "...No matter what, it was sold anyway."

Fang Chang nodded: "And the price is not bad, it can be regarded as an explanation for Teng Teng."

To be honest, no one asked for it in the market before, and they basically didn’t have much hope.

In the end, I didn’t expect to return from the talent market, and the situation actually turned around?

Sure enough, there are still people who know the goods.

Gu Feng tried to rationally analyze a wave, that kind of evening dress with a long pendant could not be bought and worn by mercenaries.

Civilians have no spending power and can be ignored directly.

Those who can afford so many chips must be nobles in the inner city.

No matter who it was sold to, Fang Chang took the purse from Schier and counted the chips inside. The total denomination was exactly 480.

Seale has already deducted 20% of what belongs to him—120 in total.

As for whether this guy secretly sells a little more at a price that is too high, that is his own ability. What the two sides agreed on is only the share of the label price.

There are still three evening dresses left, and there are quite a lot of stockings, almost twenty pairs.

According to the price of 500 chips for a dress and 100 chips for a pair of socks, these clothes actually sold for an "astronomical price" of 3,500 chips.

Even Shuyu, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but be amazed.

Good guy.

This sale is enough to pay 4 months rent!

Of course, players have exoskeletons and other gear on the shelves on their minds.

Half of the 3,500 chips belonged to them. Counting what they had earned before, they were already able to collect a huge sum of 2,000 chips.

The is only 1000 silver coins, but if you buy a KV-1 exoskeleton or other equipment and bring it back to other players, it will be more than 1000 silver coins.

The miner I type sells for 2000 silver, and the KV-1 without level limit sells for 1000 silver, right?

Three KV-1s are worth 1800 chips and sold for 3000 silver coins.

Of course, this is just an example, the more profitable thing than the KV-1 is that there are many things in Boulder that the outpost store does not have.

Fang Chang intends to go to the official website to open a post immediately after he goes offline. While doing purchasing, he is doing pre-sale. By the way, he is asking the rich lady Fujiteng if she wants to help buy something.

"Wait, why 3500 chips?"

After listening to Xu Shun's negotiation, Seale stared at the residents of the shelter in front of him with wide eyes and said angrily.

"Did you forget to give me 20%?"

"That's consignment, my friend, it's not now," Fang Chang, who was drawing a business plan in his mind, didn't have time to ignore him, and said perfunctorily in Chinese with the words he just learned, "If you want to buy it, pay for it. "

Xu Shun repeated this sentence.

But in fact this is superfluous at all.

Even if he understood only a few words, Seale immediately understood what these guys meant.

Damn!

These renegade blue gophers!

Although his heart aches like blood is dripping, Xier still took out the purse from his pocket and reluctantly put it into Fang Chang's hands.

"This is the entire cash flow in my shop...3500 chips in total."

Ye Shi turned his head to look at Gu Feng.

"Do you believe it? The cash flow in his store is just a whole number."

Gust gave him a strange look.

"Do you still pick out such details when you play games?"

Ye Ten: "No, I just think that the AI of this game is very real when it opens its eyes and talks nonsense."

Gale: "..."

and the profiteer are nothing to be polite, Fang Chang took the purse from Seale's hand without hesitation, counted it twice, confirmed that there was no problem, and put it in his waist.

With a sunny smile on his face, Fang Chang said in a pleasant tone.

"Glad you can appreciate our art."

"The thing is in the house, please come with us."

For the sake of art!

Sil followed his footsteps angrily and walked inside the facade that was being renovated.

Although the process was full of twists and turns, he finally got what he wanted.

Looking at the good stuff stuffed with the package, Schell made up his mind in his heart that he must squeeze the money out of his old friend.

However, just as he was about to leave, Shuyu, who had not spoken, suddenly stopped him.

"Please wait."

stopped at the door, Seale turned his head and looked up and down at the young man in front of him.

"Anything else?"

Shuyu shook his head.

"No, just a little curious, who is buying such expensive clothes. Can you satisfy my curiosity?"

Ah.

Do you think Lao Tzu will tell you?

Although he didn't write the word "Haha" on his face, Seale's words were not euphemistic and straightforward.

"The person who can pay this amount is naturally a big man. As for who to sell to, of course I can't disclose it. This is the privacy of the guest. I hope you can understand."

One-handed money and one-handed goods.

This deal has been done.

After , Seale was about to turn around and leave, but the young man continued to speak.

"So you still have a way to do business with big people."

Siel said proudly: "Of course, the customers of Grey Squirrel's clothing store are all over the wasteland, and I'm not bragging."

"Really?" Shu Yu thought for a while and continued, "In fact, we have quite a few similar products. If you have sales channels, we can consider cooperation."

"There are a lot more?!"

Seale's eyes widened, and he walked in front of him in three steps, speaking quickly.

"How many more, I want them all!"

's eager demeanor and actions revealed the urgency in his heart, Shuyu bent the corner of his mouth, but said calmly.

"A lot of what I'm talking about is not inventory, but production capacity. Of course, it takes a certain amount of time to make this thing, leave me an address, and I will let someone find you when necessary."

"Grey squirrel clothing store, located at the entrance of the market next door!"

Schier pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, quickly wrote the address on it, and politely handed it to the young man in front of him.

Looking at the young man who took the note, he smiled and continued.

"If you still have stock, please be sure to contact me! Whether it is consignment or other cooperation methods, Grey Squirrel Clothing Store is happy to serve you!"

Shuyu nodded lightly.

"I will consider."

…

Official website forum.

Today is as lively as ever.

【Announcement: Vault 404 Office in Boulder City is established! The person in charge is a little brother named Shuyu, everyone hurry up and harass him. In addition, the chamber of commerce in the outpost is also under preparation, and has now entered the stage of recruitment, so stay tuned! 】

Debt and big eyes: "This announcement was written by Xiaoqi, right?"

Old Bai: "It should be, it's not like Brother Guang's style."

Lone Wolf: "What is Brother Guang's style? (curious

Gu Feng: "Yeah, what is it? Gu Feng also wants to know, what do you think. (Squint

Lone Wolf: "???"

quit smoking: "Damn it, this imitation is too real!"

Ye Ten: "Light: You just read my ID and you're done. (Funny

The edge of the water: "Where is Fang Chang? What about your Fang Chang? Why didn't you see him?"

Quan Shui Commander: "That's it! The Ou Huang of the dog said, get out!"

Say square and long, and square and long will arrive.

All players have just started Aite, and the ID of Brother Fang has popped up from the forum.

"I'm back! I edited the post just now! Today's harvest is quite amazing, and the transaction volume is one zero more than yesterday! Not only the clothes sold on consignment in the clothing store, but the works of the rattan house were snapped up by the local residents! We now have a There are a lot of chips, I have sorted out a price list of local products, you can buy from me if you need it, the price is open and transparent, and the old man is not deceived!

Tail: "My giao! That kind of exciting clothes are sold out! (△;

Siss: "Is this the adult world? (o°ω°o

Quit smoking: "Fujiteng is awesome!!"

Irena: "Sure enough, the driving force for the continuous progress of society is LSP. (Funny

Gufeng: "It's not necessarily accurate to say that. After all, clothes with three-digit prices are not affordable for ordinary people. Rational analysis should be bought by nobles in the inner city."

Ye Ao Nai me: "Smile, who can't afford three-digit clothes? The clothing store opened by my family costs 999 for the cheapest clothes, and the expensive nine-digit number goes up. I can only say You are still too young to meet real local tyrants, and the world is more complicated than you think."

Old Bai: "...are we talking about a dimensional thing?"

Tujiteng: "!! Will the evening dress I designed appear at the dance of the noble ladies?! (☆▽☆

Ye Ten: "Definitely! Maybe after a while, the Teng Teng Hut will become the vane of the fashion industry in Boulder City!"

Irena: "It's just around the corner to take the city by storm. (Funny

Yuya: "Hey... as expected of a wasteland, the atmosphere is too open, I really can't accept that kind of clothes. (‐ω‐

Ye Ten: "It can't be hidden. (Funny

Crow: *ω)╰ひ╯"

Irena: Funny Scared Limited.jpg

Fujiteng: "What the hell, what are you thinking about! The clothes aren't what you think they are, okay? Besides, your figure can't be worn in the first place, that kind of high-level feeling... In short, you have to be slim to wear them out. !"

Yow: "Wait a minute, I can't pretend I didn't hear this, are you saying I'm fat!!! (σ'д')σ"

Tengteng: "No, no, I didn't mean that. QAQ"

Tail: "Tail testifies! Master is not fat at all, just bigger! (///ω///

Crow: "!??"

Siss: "I have asked the designer to speak. Who do you think is more suitable for Teng Teng?"

Tengteng: "For example... Boss Xia?"

Boss Xia?

Chu Guang, who was peeking at the screen, felt that Xia Yan couldn't accept that kind of clothes either. Her salary was not low, and if she liked it, she would have bought it.

Mercenaries are keen on leather goods, whether it is a leather jacket or a small leather jacket.

Compared with fiber-woven clothes, animal leather can better resist gnawing and cutting type injuries, and it will not be too uncomfortable in rainy weather.

and……

I can't imagine it at all.

That rude guy in that demure evening dress...

Chu Guang made up his mind for a while, but he could only make up the appearance of someone clumsily tripping over the skirt, and he couldn't help laughing.

Xia Yan, who was reading a book not far away, looked over suspiciously.

"what are you laughing at?"

Chu Guang coughed lightly.

"Nothing, thought of something fun."

"Fun thing?"

Hearing the funny thing, Xia Yan suddenly came to his senses, put down the book in his hand, and waited for him to continue talking with a look of anticipation.

Listening to the story is much more interesting than watching these little tadpoles!

But Chu Guang did not intend to go into details.

"I'll let you know when you've finished reading the study material in your hand."

Xia Yan rolled his eyes and picked up the book again.

"Hey, stingy!"

Ignoring Boss Xia, who was learning Chinese, Chu Guang looked at the computer screen.

The topic of discussion among players seems to have shifted from how much to sell a piece of clothing to, to the cultural conquest of "another world".

Some people proposed to get Hanfu and lo-skirts out, but some people soon said that too many materials were used, and the cost was not cost-effective.

Soon someone said that aside from what to sell, we can first introduce a final payment system to cut the leeks of the wastelanders.

Although they have great brains and good ideas, Chu Guang still thinks they think too much.

The NPCs of "Wasteland Online", although the setting is called NPC, but that is only the setting relative to the player.

These people are not stupid at all.

Chu Guang even dared to assert that once someone found a substitute for Devil's Silk, there would soon be a lot of knockoffs.

There are no trademark laws or patents on the wasteland. Everyone uses things that were well researched by the pre-war civilization. Even if something new comes out one day, who would dare to say that this thing was invented by himself?

“Someone will definitely find polyamide as an alternative.”

This thing is a thermoplastic resin, which can be made by polycondensation of adipic acid and hexamethylenediamine, and it is not only used for socks, but also used in various mechanical and electrical parts, including bearings, gears, pulley pump impellers, blades , high pressure sealing ring, etc.

The chemical plant at the outpost also produces this kind of thing in small quantities, and the biomass oil provided by the cam tree is a good raw material.

Don't even think about it.

Even the Mosquito dude can make this thing, and Boulder City can definitely produce this thing, but at most no one has developed this market.

"I didn't expect that the clothes made by Teng Teng Hut managed to break into the upper class of Stone City?"

"It was a pleasant surprise."

"If this style of clothing can be popular in the upper class and form a trend, and then create a lower-cost substitute for promotion in the sinking market, it might work!"

Devil silk products take the high-end route, and nylon silk textiles develop a sinking market!

A smile appeared on Chu Guang's face.

"I'm a genius!"

Are clothes and socks too low?

what is the relationship!

Light industry earns foreign exchange, and the foreign exchange earned subsidizes heavy industry, which is very reasonable.

As long as it can develop, don’t worry too much about means.

The only thing that needs to be verified now is the acceptance of this product by the locals

Chu Guang's gaze subconsciously fell on Boss Xia's knee.

Boss Xia, who didn't read very carefully at first, felt the sight, and reflexively became nervous, and asked in a low voice.

"What are you doing..."

"nothing."

never mind.

Only refer to the aesthetics of yourself or the players. It doesn't feel very meaningful. Even if Chu Guang thinks it is OK, it does not mean that consumers in the wasteland think it is OK.

It is better to use the market directly to test it.

Chu Guang has enough confidence in his little players.

Teng Teng's clothes have conquered the high society of Boulder City.

This is a good sign!

Xiayan: "?"

looked away from Boss Xia, Chu Guang opened the VM, and was about to edit a task and send it to the players in the chemical factory, but his fingers stopped on the screen.

Emmm…

Speak up.

What is the appropriate name for this task?

…

It was ten o'clock in the evening, and the night was dark.

Qingquan City in the night is like a silent tomb, but the boulder city on the edge of the third ring road has nothing to do with the word silence, and many blocks are even more lively than during the day, like the spirit of dancing on the tomb. lad.

Pressure always needs a way to release it.

People's needs cannot be just enough to eat.

From one-chip beer with water to three-digit special cocktails, people are always thinking of ways to add some fun to their lives.

The Queen of the Night Bar near the inner city, with explosive music and dazzling lights, is as full as ever today.

On the purple couch, sat a man hugging from left to right.

The leather shoes under his feet were made of Death Claw leather, and they were designed by the famous designer of Ideal City. The gold lacquer has been hot from the top of the shoes to the soles.

Will it wear off on the sole of the hot shoe?

Is this something he needs to think about?

The paint is peeled off and you can change a pair, and he doesn't need to climb mountains and waters to make a living like the wastelanders.

His name is Yang Kun, the owner of the Sequoia Woods Timber Factory. He has a lot of properties in the south, and also runs two real estates in the outer city. He even keeps a caravan and a mercenary group.

In this bar, he is also a little famous celebrity.

"Robo, my little radish, you have more and more tricks here."

The two beauties he held in his arms were wearing the artwork that Seale had obtained from the blue coat earlier.

The pure white evening dress and knee socks, with a hint of coquettishness in the purity, and a hint of superficiality in the noble, but not so colorful.

This appetizing feeling is simply amazing!

Robo said politely with a smile on his face.

"It's my pleasure to satisfy you!"

Yang Kun nodded and said slowly.

"This dress is good everywhere, but there is one flaw."

Robo said immediately: "Please say, we will definitely improve in the future!"

Yang Kun: "It's too strong."

Luo Bo was stunned for a moment, and he immediately understood the eyes of the old customer who knew it at a glance.

The two laughed in unison.

"Hahaha, you are so funny!"

"You won't be bad if you win."

Yang Kun, who was holding the two dancers in his arms, stood up and shook the black card between his fingers.