章節 66: Tragic caravan
With building materials and enough manpower, many things can go smoothly. The rainfall in the wilderness is not too much, nor too little, and there will be a light rain occasionally. The temporary warehouse built with tents is not a good place to keep out the rain, so at the beginning of the operation of the brick-making machine, Zhou Yuanqiang's first request was to build several huge warehouses inside the woods of the small oasis to store food and tobacco.
Tobacco is a treasure, and its appearance will definitely make people with smoking addiction crazy. Many people can eat less or even go hungry, but they must not stop smoking. In the oppressive era of the end of the world, cigarettes can relieve many people's mental stress and refresh themselves. They are the spiritual food of countless people. Especially as long as they are men, most of them smoke, which also creates the existence of the giant market of cigarettes.
The attack of the alien virus was too sudden, and people who fled in a hurry would not care about these things. Even if they had cigarettes, they only carried one or two packs with them. One or two packs, for a person with a strong addiction to smoking, will be finished in half a day, how can they smoke for several years? Naturally, in the past few years, except for occasionally being able to find some in the village, forget about the ones in the city. Who dares to touch this landmine where tens of millions of zombies gather?
Invisible, cigarettes have become a scarce commodity in the rest of the world.
In the end of the world, everything is based on survival. At the beginning, a large amount of land that can be cultivated is all used to grow food. Who would care about growing tobacco? After a few years, the settlements with food shortages are still tight, and the settlements with no food shortages will try to grow crops such as tobacco in small quantities. The Grand Canyon has such a large amount of land, but it dares not grow too much, let alone the wasteland settlements where food is seriously insufficient?
Of course, through these days of understanding, Zhou Yuanqiang still knows that the wasteland settlements also grow tobacco, but the amount is pitifully small, all used by the superiors of the Special Supply Management Bureau, and will not flow out to the outside market at all. Outrageous, a pack of hardcover cigarettes can be exchanged for enough food for a week. This shows how much people desire cigarettes.
The tobacco in hand seems to be a highly profitable existence, but it is also a bomb. If it is not handled properly, it will bring disaster.
The reason why Zhou Yuanqiang did not rush to take action is this. It is not that he does not want to, but he dare not. It is better not to expose it before there is enough power to protect it. Fortunately, Zhou Yuanqiang has sufficient food and can recruit a large number of people. Just as he thought, in a week, the small oasis with only more than 100 people has expanded more than ten times. Even the armed forces of more than ten people have increased by thirty times to more than 300 people.
In the wasteland settlement, except for the management bureau, other teams rarely have large weapons, even if they have, they are very few. As long as the wall is built, it is equivalent to having the power to protect itself. Now that the wall is about to be completed, it looks like a straight line stretching into the distance, then bending, enclosing hundreds of acres of land. Just this posture makes people feel proud.
Part of these hundreds of acres will be used for accommodation, and Zhou Yuanqiang's plan is to build some small factories, such as stamping plants, so that at least light weapons can be manufactured.
Now Zhou Yuanqiang hates this place a little. The city is far away, and there are not many available resources around. For example, you need all kinds of steel to make weapons, right? What about gunpowder? Do you have to rely on yourself to get it from modern times? This can be done in a short time, but after a long time, even a fool will find the problem. But Zhou Yuanqiang has no way to solve this problem now, not to mention that weapons manufacturing and bullet production are in contact with the nerves of the Wasteland Settlement Administration.
Facing them, I am still too weak now, and I can't anger this behemoth.
Tobacco has a huge market, that's for sure, but no matter how big the market is, I must understand it, so Zhou Yuanqiang decided to go to the Wasteland Settlement. For a location like the small oasis, of course there would be spies in the settlement, but there were no telephones or mobile phones, so the message could only be delivered by an off-road motorcycle. Not only in terms of time, but also in terms of safety, there was no guarantee.
Xu Yuhai, who was in charge of intelligence, almost stayed in the desert settlement. With the guarantee of Qiu Guorui and others, he successfully obtained a pass and could enter and exit the central town freely. Generally, he rarely returned to the small oasis. He would only be in the oasis one or two days a week.
The news just received was that several caravans from the Grand Canyon arrived at the desert settlement.
Thinking that it had been nearly a week since I came back, it was only a journey of more than 300 kilometers, but they actually took a week, which was really unbelievable. But think about it, when they organized and set out at the beginning, Zhou Yuanqiang expected that they would end in tragedy. There was not much market for the wine and food they brought. If the cost of personnel was not deducted, they could make some money. But if the consumption of personnel and bullets was calculated, I am afraid that they would lose all their money.
Zhou Yuanqiang got the news that these caravans were in a miserable state and suffered heavy losses. The food and wine they brought could not be sold at a high price in the slowly saturated market of the desert settlement.
"Maybe we can eat their food?" Zhou Yuanqiang thought about it and decided to do it. What they wanted was not the perfume and other detergents he brought? For him, they were not worth much, and it was easy to get goods in the black factory. He would not suffer any loss by exchanging them for food.
In the small oasis, everything was in great shortage. For cars, except for trucks, Qiu Guorui's pickup trucks were more pleasing to the eye. Zhou Yuanqiang's choice was of course only him.
Take Xu Dali and several guards and rush to the settlement.
For the terrain of the desert, the price of off-road vehicles is not cheap. The price of a civilian off-road Hummer is enough to scare you. Don't even think about the military version. Even the management bureau only has a few of them. How could they miss one or two for you? Especially off-road military trucks, don't count on them, the Administration is keeping a close eye on them, they are specially used to transport oil and salt, and each truck has a number, and they are checked every day, so no one can find them.
"However, bring a few trucks from Hyundai? Anyway, there are several million in gold, and there are more than three million left after establishing the company, so there is no shortage of money to buy Hummers."
But then, Zhou Yuanqiang shook his head again.
If there is only one truck, it will not attract other people's attention, but bringing a few trucks here would be too ostentatious. What's more, his 16 cubic meters of storage space can't hold a Hummer that is nearly 5 meters long. If he wants to transport these big guys, he can only dismantle them, or upgrade the ring by two levels, otherwise it is really difficult to do.
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