I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 979 - 1069: Trade Fair

The clothes moved from the base’s warehouse were all snatched up at a low price in less than two minutes, and the merchants bought them all.

Although the merchants don’t have much money, they have plenty of oil!

One barrel of oil can exchange for at least 100 pieces of clothing, which is a huge profit for them. These 100 pieces of clothing can hire 100 people to work for ten full days. In those ten days, how much crude oil can these 100 people extract?

Comparatively, the profit here suddenly feels a thousand times higher!

Anang quickly moved on to the next item exchange because the Huaxia people brought nearly two hundred ships worth of supplies this time, which was too much.

Including some of their private items, for example, next up for sale are Miss Jing Shu’s personal items.

"Ahem, alright, for those who didn’t get any clothing, don’t worry. The next item is available in large quantities. Look, it’s this kind of scrap metal, just needs a bit of processing and fusion.

And not just this scrap metal, but also these motors and such, which can be modified for things like air conditioners.

Oh, and over a thousand of these luxury cars, though they’re fuel-driven, but we don’t produce cars anymore now, and none of you here need to worry about fuel consumption, so they’re still very practical."

Anang introduced a lot, but the merchants present didn’t seem very interested. After all, metals and cars aren’t necessities for them.

If they have them, they’ll use them; if not, they can actually do without them.

These cars, before the apocalypse, would cost at least tens of millions of rials, able to exchange for tens of thousands of barrels of crude oil. Even now, post-apocalypse, transporting them all the way from the Middle East would cost thousands of crude oil, too expensive.

Seeing the atmosphere stalling, Anang regretfully said, "Oh, I forgot to mention the price. These luxury cars, no brand limits, are parked outside. Just 50 barrels of crude oil can exchange for one. Pick whichever you like; what’s left will be bundled by the government."

After all, this price is unbelievably cheap. Anang confirmed three times when he first heard it. Such a cheap luxury car - 50 barrels? Pre-apocalypse, it would barely cover filling the tank a few times.

Everyone paused, then fell silent for a moment.

Anang continued, "Oh right, and various scrap metal motors and such, these can’t be picked, sold randomly, 1 barrel for 1 item."

"What?! 50 barrels of oil for a luxury car? Did I hear that right?"

"And the intact motors and various scrap metals, just 1 barrel for such a large item?"

Everyone doubted what they heard. After Anang repeated several times for confirmation, they went crazy.

Everyone rushed outside to the big square to pick out luxury cars.

No joke, buying at the original price or low cost didn’t really interest them much. After all, you can’t eat cars.

But 50 barrels of oil, while expensive elsewhere, in this oil-rich place, isn’t as valuable as 50 barrels of food.

These 50 barrels of oil are like 50 yuan, 50 yuan for a luxury car? That’s like picking up a free gift!

Like gold, a 30,000 yuan golden bracelet isn’t necessary, but if it suddenly dropped to 30 yuan one day, wouldn’t you grab 10 or 8 of them?

Soon, like buying cabbages, each merchant picked dozens of cars, thinking about gifting a car to a relative today and another tomorrow. After all, it was a million-dollar car pre-apocalypse, now just adding some oil to drive.

The key is, in their circle, what’s most abundant is oil.

The luxury cars were almost completely snatched up, Anang reserved over a hundred as government vehicles. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

As for the scrap metal, none was left.

Dear me, just one barrel for such a large chunk of metal, that’s practically free. Take as much as you can.

It wasn’t in vain for Jing Shu to transport so much scrap metal from the Middle East. Now it’s all been sold off cleanly.

In no time, Jing Shu harvested several hundreds of thousands of barrels of oil, which directly filled two whole ferries. Mind you, that’s ferries filled to the brim.

Envious glances surrounded them. The Bodyguard Team’s private ship can hold thousands of barrels of oil - that’s large space, but who would’ve thought that Big Boss Jing Shu would fill two ferries at the start. How many tons is that?

"Ahem, alright, next up are these canned food items, military-grade, and well-provisioned. Everyone here knows what that means. However, the government is keeping two-thirds of this batch, and only a third will be sold to you."

The merchants were a bit disappointed, only selling a third. But even if it is just a third, they could only eat it sparingly because these meat cans are very expensive and plentiful.

"Ten cans of meat for 1 barrel of oil, are we charging too much?"

"Here, meat cans are virtually extinct. On the Black Market, they sell for 1 can for 1 barrel of oil."

"That’s already the market price. After all, oil is everywhere, but meat is nearly extinct."

Zhou Lao Hen smiled satisfactorily and said to Yang Yang, "These meat cans couldn’t be exchanged for this much oil domestically, given that synthetic meat and giant meat have appeared domestically."

Yang Yang nodded, "Yes, and that’s all thanks to Jing Shu." Besides that, there’s also Xiao Wei’s insect meat and cockroach meat.

Otherwise, the price of meat domestically would be astronomical as well.