"Brother Chu, what are you carrying on your back?"
"Weapons," Chu Guang didn't want to explain, so he changed the subject decisively, "Are you here to exchange things?"
Yu Hu nodded like pounding garlic, embarrassed to say.
"Well, my brother and I killed a deer, and we wanted to come to your place to exchange some things. But I couldn't understand what they said, and I didn't know what to do... Fortunately you came."
He glanced at the prey, which looked quite big.
"It's okay, I'll give you a pass later... Forget it, I'll give it to you now."
As he said that, Chu Guang took out a small notebook, drew a few lines on it with a marker, and handed it to Yu Hu.
"Keep it safe, and if someone stops you in the future, just take it out and show it to them."
It's still a bit difficult to forge the paper and pen produced by the shelter.
The words on the pass are all written in Chinese, and there is also his signature on it, so it's not so easy for ordinary people to imitate.
Out of caution, Chu Guang also wrote a number on it, so that if he needs to send it to someone else in the future, it will be easy to match who is who.
I will change to the printed version and anti-counterfeiting code when I have the conditions in the future.
Yu Hu didn't understand what was written on it, so he carefully put it away and nodded.
Then Chu Guang pointed to the old slave Luca next to him and said.
"He will be in charge of the warehouse in the future. Give the prey to him and he will help you find someone to deal with it."
Although old Luca was confused, he still nodded respectfully.
According to his experience, when the host and the guest are talking, there is no need to interrupt. If there is anything that needs to be done by him, he will naturally tell him in detail later.
If not.
That means there is no need.
Yu Hu met this person for the first time and didn't know his identity. He smiled and nodded friendly.
"Okay."
"I just happened to go to the warehouse. You two can follow me." Without greeting at the door, Chu Guang took the two and the caravan to the warehouse together.
The reindeer was just shot, with an arrow through its throat. Chu Guang asked the player who was the warehouse manager to weigh it, and then sent it to the butcher to slaughter and take the meat.
Brother Chaodan is getting more and more proficient at this job, and he has two apprentices to watch and learn.
Most of the offal of mutant reindeer cannot be eaten, one is that there is no spices to cover the fishy smell, and the other is that it is not sure what it has eaten along the way.
Even though they are herbivores and do not eat carrion like hyenas, they are not livestock after all. Some plants and fungi that are harmful to humans will remain in the digestive system to some extent.
If you are not a physical type, there is no need to take that risk.
Brothers Yu Hu and Yu Xiong watched curiously on the side. Although they have seen butchers slaughter meat before, it is the first time they have seen the blue jackets slaughter so skillfully.
Skinning, pulling out tendons, taking meat, without blinking an eye, the flying blade seems not to touch the bones, and the dropped bones do not touch an inch of meat.
It's absolutely amazing.
"The old butcher on Beth Street won't let us watch. I'll watch it for a while, and then I'll open a slaughterhouse near my home. Business will definitely be good." Yu Hu said to his brother excitedly.
Yu Xiong shook his head.
"You save your energy. Don't open a slaughterhouse near my home. I plan to have a child next year. Not to mention scaring the baby, it's not good to scare the fish."
Yu Hu touched his head innocently.
"Oh, okay, then I'll open a butcher shop opposite old Charlie's grocery store. There are more people there."
After a while, the edible meat was put on the chopping board, and the inedible meat was poured into the plastic bucket next to it.
Brother Chaodan hung the butcher knife aside, put the meat into the frame, weighed it, and looked at the manager.
"Just 100 kilograms, quite a lot."
Chu Guang nodded and told him to take 20% of the meat, deduct the tendons, bones and other scraps and skin, and put the rest of the meat into the plastic bags brought by the two brothers of the Yu family.
"Go to the warehouse and get 300g of coarse salt later."
The price of salt at the outpost base has been adjusted once. Now the price of unpurified coarse salt is 50g for 1 silver coin, which is a slight decrease.
The price of refined salt is five times that of coarse salt, that is, 50g for 5 silver coins, which is a lot higher than before. If it is the kind of salt with BUFF, the basic price will be increased by 50%.
However, whether it is refined salt with BUFF or not, it is not sold to the public, but only supplied to players, which is also a kind of welfare for players.
If calculated by the price of salt, the cost of Chu Guang exchanging this deerskin is about 6 silver coins.
If calculated by transaction costs, this number is probably less than one-third. After all, most of the coarse salt was "wholesale" by him with bacon and merchants from Honghe Town, and the average cost of one kilogram of coarse salt was only three kilograms of bacon.
However, the two brothers of the Yu family were still very happy. It was a very happy thing for them to exchange for salt that was not adulterated or short of weight.
Especially the amount given by Brother Chu was more, 50g more, which could be eaten for several more days!
Win-win, it's great!
Full of gratitude, the two brothers thanked Chu Guang, carried 80 kilograms of venison and 300g of coarse salt, and left happily.
Chu Guang called Luca, who had been following him, and gave him instructions.
"Those hunters wearing blue coats come to hand in their prey. There is no need to weigh them. Hyenas are paid 5 silver and reindeers are paid 12 silver. The prey is sent to the butcher, and the meat is smoked before being sent to the granary for storage."
"If it is a foreign hunter like the one just now, you should take him to the butcher to slaughter him, do as I did just now, smoke 20% of the meat, keep the tendons, bones and skin, and give the remaining 80% to the butcher, and pay 300g of coarse salt. Do you understand?"
Luca was very sensible and did not ask what a wanjia was. He just remembered what he had to do and nodded immediately after understanding it.
"I understand."
Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction.
But at this time, he suddenly remembered something and took out two coins from his pocket, one silver and one yellow.
"These are silver and copper coins, recognize them. I will teach you some simple daily expressions to communicate with people here. It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Just do what you should do and say what you should say. Do you understand?"
Luca stared at it for a while and nodded vigorously.
"I understand!"
"Very good, basically your job is just this, you stand here and watch, familiarize yourself with the working environment, and I will teach you other things later."
Luca stood there honestly, guarding the player who was a part-time warehouse manager, which made the latter uncomfortable for a while.
Chu Guang was very satisfied with his attitude.
This new NPC is not bad, it is true that you get what you pay for, and it is better to buy it with a chip than to get it for free.
Let's not talk about Xia Yan, who can fall asleep when he is asked to recite a book, and starts to be lazy after finishing the work. He doesn't move at all unless he is whipped. He is only very popular on the forum.
Chu Guang still hasn't figured out what's wrong with this guy except his chest...
At this moment, Xia Yan, who was dozing off at the door of the weapon shop, sneezed without warning.
After sniffing, she raised her red forehead with a blank look on her face, and stretched her neck to look around like a groundhog who had just woken up.
Finding that the store was still empty as usual and no one came to check on her, Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped herself in her fur coat, and continued to doze off.
Perhaps it was hopeless to return to her old job, and her future was bleak and uncertain. She admitted that she had been a little lax recently and even lost her basic vigilance.
But to be honest, although this place is not as lively as Boulder City, this deerskin coat is quite warm. It is not only made of top-quality deerskin, but also hand-sewn.
If it were in Boulder City, I'm afraid she would have to sell a lot of chips.
Chips...
Wine... Chocolate...
Thinking about it, saliva began to flow.
...
Carpenter's hut.
When Chu Guang found [WC really has mosquito], he found that he was standing in front of a half-person-high wooden box, tinkering with something attentively.
"What are you doing?"
Hearing the voice coming from behind, Mosquito put down the tools in his hands and clapped his hands, turned back to look at the manager, and said with a beaming face.
"Dear manager, I am designing a new weapon!"
"... New weapon?"
"That's right! After the last battle, I found that we urgently need a support weapon that can tilt a large amount of firepower to the enemy position within a few breaths!"
Speaking excitedly, Mosquito then pointed to the honeycomb-shaped wooden box in front of him.
"'Blizzard 0.1'! It's designed for this!"
Is this a cluster rocket? !
But there was nothing inside, so the most important "rocket" was not made yet.
Chu Guang stared at the thing with his eyes wide open for a while, and it took him a long time to utter a word.
"...I remember you were at 0.2 last time? Why did it change back to 0.1?"
"Well, that's Hellfire, not from the same series."
Mosquito's expression was slightly embarrassed, but soon the embarrassment was replaced by excitement again, "Please listen to me! Don't look at this thing as primitive, but I can guarantee that it is really, really useful!"
"According to the plan I designed, it can fire all 50 rockets carrying black powder, acetone and wood tar within 10 seconds! Covering the battlefield 100 meters away!"
Covering the battlefield 100 meters away is okay...
Let's not talk about the coverage radius and accuracy.
I'm afraid of the explosion, and the battlefield minus 100 meters will be covered together.
"Rockets? Are you sure?"
"Uh, sure! Although the propellant is black powder, the effect should be similar?"
Mosquito's eyes drifted to the side unnaturally, and he said with a chuckle.
"According to my design, the propulsion component of each rocket is about 1kg. After adding flame retardants, the working time can be extended to 6~8 seconds in theory, and 3.5~5kg of thrust can be generated in theory. Theoretically, it is no problem to deliver 1~1.5kg of combat components!"
"I plan to mix this 1kg combat component with wood tar, acetone purified by wood vaporization, and black powder, so that it can burn after the explosion!"
Chu Guang's eyelids jumped when he heard it.
Oh my god.
This is using explosives to launch explosives.
Everything is fine if it is launched, but what if it is not launched?
That's really screwed!
After a light cough, Chu Guang reminded carefully.
"For street fighting... this power may not be enough, and I always feel it is very dangerous. I still suggest you try to get the nitrocellulose out, it may be more powerful."
The detonation velocity of black powder is only 600, while smokeless powder can reach 2000, and there is no problem of residual residue.
I heard that the famous "Katyusha" BM-13 series rockets used smokeless powder as the propellant in the early days, and later used viscous glycerin as a plasticizer and nitrocellulose to make a double-base solid propellant.
Black powder...
It's enough to make bombs.
It's really difficult to make this kind of thing.
"That's right," Brother Mosquito touched his chin and muttered, "Tsk, it would be great if I could get a gas tank."
Chu Guang always felt that this guy was thinking about something dangerous, but it was hard to say whether there was such a thing as a gas tank in this era, so he might not have to worry too much.
"Let's not talk about this for now... I need you to make three single beds for me."
"Ouk, by the way, is it urgent?"
Chu Guang thought for a while and said.
"Make at least one bed before tonight, can you do it?"
Brother Mosquito touched his chin and said.
"It should be no problem."
It takes some time to develop weapons.
But carpentry.
Isn't it enough to have hands?