Chapter 15: Aunt Nan

"Do they know how to repair guns?" Long Yuehong looked at Bai Chen in the driving position and pushed open the car door.
What he meant was that this is no longer a simple repair.
"If you can't eat this bowl of rice, you can't open such a store." The cold wind roared outside, and Bai Chen couldn't help pulling the gray scarf around his neck.
"Moreover, sometimes, the broken gun may not really be broken, or it is not so badly broken." Jiang Baimian speculated based on his own experience and insight, "It's just that the gun seller doesn't understand it."
Bai Chen nodded and said:
"This is the most profitable part."
After speaking, she closed the car door and walked to the "Afu Gun Shop".
"Money?" Long Yuehong had learned this term, but he had only seen it once in reality. It was the old world coin that Shang Jianyao got from Wu Shoushi.
While passing through the windshield, Jiang Baimian said casually:
"Here is a part of the big power, there must be money in circulation, but it is often limited to the inside.
"Actually, the company's contribution point is essentially equal to money. Have you forgotten the concept of general equivalents?"
Long Yuehong thought about it for a few seconds, and said weakly:
"We never learned..."
Jiang Baimian couldn't help but laughed for several seconds:
"I will give you a few books later, take a good look.
"Although this is useless in terms of life within the company, it helps us understand many things for us who often go to the dust.
"Moreover, if you can master it, it will be easier for you to leave the ‘old tune group’ and even be assigned to the department responsible for foreign trade."
"Good, good." Long Yuehong's eyes lit up when she heard it.
Although he will definitely be in the "old tune group" for the next half a year, people who have no foresight must have near-term worries, and he still has to prepare for the future transfer.
Otherwise, after adapting to such a high-income position, it is really easy to lose people.
Besides, we have to support a family in the future!
Jiang Baimian smiled and nodded, then looked suspiciously at Shang Jian Yao:
"Why are not you talking?"
The quieter this guy is, the more she fears he will make a moth.
Shang Jian Yao touched his stomach and said:
"Save energy."
"It's also..." Jiang Baimian also felt hungry.
It's been a while since lunch time.
While talking, Bai Chen came out of the "Afu Gun Shop" and returned to the jeep.
Behind her, a young man in an old windbreaker followed out and opened the iron fence a few meters away.
This leads to the rear of the building where the gun shop is located.
This is a square courtyard surrounded by several buildings. The ground is covered with gray-white stone bricks, but it has been broken a lot and accumulated some rainwater.
After Bai Chen found a place to park the Jeep, he said while driving the door:
"right here."
Jiang Baimian nodded lightly, got out of the car and looked around, remembering the location of the four exits in the courtyard.
Then, they followed Bai Chen, walked into the back door of the "Afu Gun Shop", and went up to the second floor along a cold and wet gray staircase.
Here is waiting for a woman who seems to be in her thirties.
Her black hair is high in a bun, and her facial features are not outstanding, but she has an unspeakable style.
At this time, she was wearing a dark red cotton-padded jacket and a darker scarf around her neck, and she was quite clean.
"Aunt Nan." Bai Chen said hello.
Aunt Nan glanced at everyone in the "Old Tune Group", without asking anything, pointed to the end of the corridor on the second floor and said:
"Your rooms are the two innermost rooms. If you encounter problems, you can jump into the yard or into the street.
"The key is on the door."
Jiang Baimian looked at the scarf on Aunt Nan's neck, piled up a smile and said:
"Thank you."
"It's not for you to live in vain." Aunt Nan pursed her mouth and smiled. "Two rooms, one 500g canned military a day, I hope you won't owe you in the end."
Jiang Baimian said briskly:
"Don't worry, I can't pay for it. I will let them find something to do."
She was referring to Shang Jian Yao and Long Yuehong.
Aunt Nan smiled carelessly:
"In Wild Grass City, the competition for relic hunters is fierce.
"Sometimes, they even take on the task of helping people deliver lunch and dinner."
She paused and added:
"The toilet and bathroom are on the other side, you can see it after all.
"If you want to take a bath and are afraid of the cold, it is best to choose between 12:30 and 12:30 noon, and between 6:30 and 7pm. At these times, we have just cooked the food, and there is enough hot water in the empty wall of the stove to press directly. Use it up, ha ha, save a little. If you miss these two points, you have to put water into the water heater by yourself, boil it with electricity, and then mix with cold water to adjust to the right temperature.
"Well, it's winter and the water is not enough. The living area is only powered for five hours a day. It is 11:30 to 1:30 at noon, and from 5:30 to 8:30 at night. You can calculate the time yourself."
Regarding Aunt Nan’s reminder, Long Yuehong and others were not surprised at all. After all, the energy supply inside Pangu Biology was stricter than this, and it was a quota system.
"If we use electricity to boil water by ourselves, do we need to pay extra?" Jiang Baimian knew that Bai Chen might not be so good to speak, and took the responsibility for bargaining.
Aunt Nan glanced at Bai Chen:
"One can four times.
"If you want us to prepare your meals, you have to say in advance."
After confirming the details, Jiang Baimian bid farewell to Aunt Nan, and walked towards the room along the cold aisle with light shining in at both ends.
The two doors stand opposite each other, painted with dark red paint, and there are certain signs of damage, giving people a very ancient feeling.
The layout of the house is the same: a high and low bed, a table against the window, a wooden cabinet with traces of insects and two square stools.
Because of the climate and environment here, the air is slightly humid, and the coldness seems to pass through the clothes and penetrate the bone marrow.
"It's still the old rules." Jiang Baimian pulled out the brass key of the room close to the street, "I have a room with Shang Jian Yao, and you two have a room."
She had to look at Shang Jian Yao personally, to prevent this guy from thinking about doing anything.
For example, turn on the speakers and disturb the people late at night.
For example, if you hear something on the street, you just jump down the window and "participate."
And Bai Chen obviously couldn't deal with Shang Jian Yao.
Without giving Shang Jianyao a chance to speak, Jiang Baimian turned his wrist and looked at the electronic watch:
"There are still ten minutes to half past 12, everyone hurry up to take a battle bath, change clothes, then go out to eat, contact the intelligence officer."
Compared to mechanical watches, she prefers electronic watches because of more functions.
As of today, all members of the "Old Tune Team" are well-trained. They each completed the bath in only two minutes, and changed into clothes that are closer to ordinary relic hunters and Weed City civilians:
Shang Jianyao's upper body is a short dark blue down jacket, the fabric is slightly old, but the whole is not so dry. The lower body is a thicker pair of blue denim pants, which has a very small effect on the movement;
Long Yuehong was wrapped in a black padded jacket that reached his thigh; Jiang Baimian was of the same style as him; Bai Chen was a gray windbreaker that had just covered his armed belt.
Their pants are similar to Shang Jianyao. Men are wearing brown high-top leather shoes, while women are wearing black boots.
These are all benefits provided by the company to employees who need to go to the surface to perform tasks in winter.
"Hide your pistols." Bai Chen pulled the scarf around his neck and reminded him, "In Yecao City, there is a strange ban, that is,'You can't let patrolmen see your weapons'."
The ones in the gun shop are not counted.
"It's not forbidden, but can't the patrolman see it?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise.
"Yes." Bai Chen nodded, "The first time I see it, you will be confiscated. The second time I see it, I will detain you for a month. The third time I see it, I will be detained for three months, and then expelled from the city. , And declare it as an unwelcome person, which will also result in the deduction of Hunter Guild’s credit points."
"It's strange, can't you just ban guns?" Long Yuehong said that he couldn't understand.
Like "Pangu Creatures", there is a clear gun ban.
"I don't know why." Bai Chen replied calmly.
Jiang Baimian smiled and said:
"In many places, there are similar bans that make people feel strange, and each of these bans has profound historical reasons."
"Why is Yecao City?" Long Yuehong asked.
Jiang Baimian gave him a white look:
"I don't know. Hope to find the answer later.
"Such excavation is a pleasure."
In fact, she has a certain guess, but it is difficult to tell if she is not sure.
After talking about this topic, Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jian Yao, who was crazily hinted by his stomach, and laughed:
"Let's go, eat out."
Hearing these words, Shang Jianyao turned around first and walked along the cold aisle to the top of the stairs.
After getting down to the parking yard, Bai Chen pointed to the jeep:
"You have to change things for coins."
"How to change?" Long Yuehong always asked when she didn't understand, she was a qualified and good student.
"Go to the municipal building, there is a row of'exchange windows' where you can exchange different materials for local money. If you are not afraid of trouble and you have acquaintances, you can go to the Hunter's Guild or bars, tea houses, nightclubs, and find the underground market. It will be more cost-effective. One point." Bai Chen explained briefly, "In Wild Grass City, within the sphere of influence of the'First City', all transactions on the bright side can only use their coins."
"That's it..." Long Yuehong suddenly had some expectations for the next thing, because this was something he had never experienced before, and it was very fresh.
Jiang Baimian thought for a while and said:
"It's better to go to the exchange window. Before contacting the company's intelligence personnel, it is best not to have contact with the underground forces here."
Bai Chen had no comment, pointing to the remaining cans, energy bars and compressed biscuits and said:
"How much?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Baimian has always respected the judgment of "authoritative figures".
"Half it." Bai Chen replied without hesitation, "The value of coins here often fluctuates. It is safer to keep more supplies in hand."
"Volatility?" Long Yuehong asked curiously.
Bai Chen replied casually:
"The smallest denomination of the coins in the'Initially City' is Cass, followed by Drasse, and the largest is Ole.
"Under normal circumstances, in terms of purchasing materials, one contribution point of the company is approximately equal to two s, while 1 s is equal to 10 s, and 1 o is equal to 10 s. Well, in other words, 1 o can buy 1 catty of raw pork, but there is Sometimes, you can only buy eight taels. Sometimes, you can buy two taels per catty or more."
Cass, Drasel, and Ole are all words in the Red River language ~EbookFREE.me~ From the time the "Initial City" was established, the names of several of the leaders, 1 Si, 1 Sai, and 1 Ao were in gray Short name for.
In Yecaocheng, the official language is Honghe, but the main folk language is lime.
"In this case, wouldn't it be possible to make a fortune sometimes?" Long Yuehong asked keenly.
"That's right." Jiang Baimian smiled, "In the old world, this was a specialized business, but now, it doesn't matter if you make such a profit occasionally. Those who make a living from it will be dragged out and executed."
"Challenge." Bai Chen corrected.
This is the punishment habit of the "Early City" for similar personnel, one group at a time.
Long Yuehong "hissed", and as a result, she sucked a big mouth of cold air into her body and deeply felt what it means to be cold.
This time, without any hint from Yao, Jiang Baimian had heard the grunting in his stomach, smiled, ended the topic, and pointed outside:
"Move things up!"