This Game is Too Real

"Brother Chu -- eh, what's on your back?"

"Weapons," Chu Guang didn't want to try to explain, so he resolutely turned off the topic, "are you here to change things?"

Yu Hu nodded like garlic and said embarrassed.

"Well, my brother and I fought a deer and wanted to come back to you to exchange some things. But I don't understand what they said and don't know what to do... Fortunately, you came."

Glancing at the prey, he looked not small.

"It's all right. I'll give you a pass later... Forget it, I'll give it to you now."

With that, Chu Guang took out a small book, spent a few words on it with a marker, and handed it to Yu Hu.

"Take good care of it. Someone will stop you later. Just show it to them."

The paper and pen produced by the shelter are still a little difficult to forge.

The characters on the pass are written in Chinese, and there is his signature on it. It's not so easy for ordinary people to imitate.

Out of caution, Chu Guang also wrote a number on it. In case it needs to be sent to others in the future, it is easy to tell who is who.

In the future, if conditions permit, change the printing money and anti-counterfeiting code.

Yu Hu couldn't understand what was written on it, so he nodded carefully.

Then Chu Guang pointed to the old slave Luca next to him and said.

"In the future, he will take charge of the warehouse, give him the prey, and he will help you find someone to deal with it."

Although old Luca was confused, he nodded obediently.

According to his experience, there is no need to interrupt when the host is talking with the guests. If there is anything to do, he will naturally tell himself in detail later.

If not.

That means it's not necessary.

Yu Hu saw this man for the first time. He didn't know his identity. He nodded with a friendly smile.

"OK."

"I'm just going to the warehouse, you two come with me." without greeting at the door, Chu Guang took them to the warehouse with the caravan.

The reindeer was just hit. An arrow pierced his throat. Chu Guang asked the player as the warehouse keeper to weigh it, and then sent it to the butcher for slaughter and meat.

Brother scrambled egg is becoming more and more handy now. He also took two disciples to watch him learn.

Most of the water of the mutant reindeer can't be eaten. One is that it can't cover the fishy smell without spices, and the other is not sure what it ate along the way.

Even though they are herbivores and don't eat carrion like hyenas, they are not livestock after all. Some plants and fungi that are harmful to people will remain in the digestive system.

It's not a physique department. There's no need to take that risk.

Yu Hu and Yu Xiong watched curiously. Although they had never seen a butcher slaughter meat, it was the first time they saw the blue coats slaughter so skillfully.

Skinning, cramping, taking meat, without blinking, the flying blade seems not to touch bones, and the dropped bones do not touch an inch of meat.

It's amazing.

"The old butcher in Bette Street won't let us see it. When I see it, I'll open a slaughterhouse at the door of my house. Business must be good." Yu Hu said excitedly to his brother.

Yu Xiong shook his head.

"Save it. Don't drive at home. I'm going to have a child next year. Don't say it's bad to scare the baby or the fish."

Yu Hu touched his head foolishly.

"Oh, well, I'll drive across from old Charlie's grocery store. There are more people there."

After a while, all the meat that could be eaten was on the chopping board, and all the inedible meat was poured into the nearby plastic bucket.

The fried egg brother hung the slaughtering knife aside, put the meat into the frame, passed the weigher, looked at the manager and said.

"Just 100 kilograms, quite a lot."

Chu Guang nodded and ordered him to take 20% of the meat, buckle the leftover materials and skin such as tendons and bones, and put all the remaining meat into the plastic bags brought by the two brothers.

"Later you go to the warehouse to get 300g crude salt."

The price of salt in the outpost base has been adjusted once. Now the price of crude salt not completely purified is 50g, which is counted as 1 silver coin, which has decreased slightly.

The price of refined salt is five times that of crude salt, that is, 50g is 5 silver coins, up a bit from before. If it is the kind with buff, the added salt will rise 50% above the basic price.

However, no matter whether there is a buff or not, refined salt is not sold to the outside world and is only supplied to players, which is also a kind of welfare for players.

If calculated according to the price of salt, the cost of Chu Guang for this deer skin is almost equivalent to 6 silver coins.

If it is calculated according to the transaction cost, I'm afraid this figure is less than one third. After all, most of the crude salt is "wholesale" by merchants from Honghe town and he takes bacon. The average cost of a kilogram of crude salt is only three kilograms of bacon.

However, the two brothers of the Yu family are still very happy. It is a very happy thing for them to exchange for salt that is not adulterated and does not lack weight.

In particular, brother Chu gave more than 50g. He can eat more for many days!

Win win, that's great!

Full of gratitude, the brothers thanked Chu Guang and left happily with 80 kilograms of venison and 300g of crude salt.

Chu Guang summoned Luca, who had been following him, and ordered him.

"Those Wanjia who wear a blue coat come to hand over their prey without weighing. Hyenas give 5 silver and reindeer give 12 silver. The prey is sent to slaughter, smoked and then sent to the granary for storage."

"If you're a foreign Hunter like the man just now, you'll take him to the butcher to kill, smoke 20% of the meat, leave the bones and bones, and give the other 80% to others, and then pay 300g of crude salt, okay?"

Luca is very sensible. He doesn't ask what Wanjia is. He just remembers what he wants to do. After understanding it, he nods immediately.

"I see."

Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction.

But at this time, he suddenly remembered something and took out two coins from his pocket, one silver and the other yellow.

"These are silver and copper coins. I'll teach you some simple everyday expressions and communicate with the people here. It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You just do what you should do and say what you should say. Do you understand?"

Luca stared for a moment and nodded hard.

"I see!"

"Very good. Basically, that's all your work. Stand here and get familiar with the working environment. I'll teach you other things later."

Luca stood where he was and stood by the part-time warehouse keeper, which made the latter uncomfortable for a while.

Chu Guang was very satisfied with his attitude.

The new NPC is pretty good. Sure enough, it's worth every penny. What you buy with one chip is better than what you buy with white whores.

Xia Yan stopped talking and let him doze off after reciting a book. When he finished his work, he began to be lazy and couldn't move without a whip. He was very popular on the forum.

Chu Guang still doesn't understand. Except for his chest, where is this guy a

At this moment, Xia, who was dozing at the door of the weapons store, sneezed without warning.

Sucking her nose, she looked blankly up her red forehead and looked around like a newly awakened groundhog.

Finding that there was no business in the store as usual and no one came to check the post, Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped his fur coat, and then took a nap.

Perhaps it is hopeless to resume her old career, and her life future is gloomy and slim. She admits that she has been lax recently, and even lost her basic vigilance.

However, it is said that although it is not as lively as Boulder City, the deer skin coat is very warm. The material is not only good deer skin, but also sewn by hand.

If you are in Boulder City, I'm afraid you have to sell a lot of chips.

Chips

Wine... Chocolate

Thinking about it, my mouth drooled.

……

Carpenter's cabin.

When Chu Guang found [WC really has mosquitoes], he found that he was standing in front of a half man high wooden box, concentrating on something.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing the sound behind him, the mosquito put down his tools, clapped his hands, looked back at the manager and said with a flying face.

"Dear manager, I'm designing new weapons!"

"... new weapons?"

"That's right! After the last battle, I found that we urgently need a support weapon that can tilt massive firepower to the enemy's array within a few interest rates!"

The mosquito then pointed to the honeycomb wooden box in front of him.

"'Blizzard 0.1'! It's designed for this!"

This thing is a cluster rocket?!

But there's nothing in it. I think the most critical "rocket" hasn't been made yet.

After staring at this thing for a while, Chu Guang held back a word for a long time.

"... I remember you were 0.2 last time. Why did you change back to 0.1?"

"Well, it's Hellfire, not a series."

The mosquito's expression was slightly embarrassed, but soon the embarrassment was replaced by excitement again. "Please listen to me! Although this thing is a little primitive, I'm sure it's really easy to use!"

"According to the scheme I designed, it can launch all 50 rockets carrying black powder, acetone and wood tar in 10 seconds! Covering the battlefield 100 meters away!"

It's OK to cover 100 battlefields

Not to mention the coverage radius and collimation.

Afraid of blasting, it covered the battlefield with minus 100 meters.

"Rocket? Are you sure?"

"Er, sure! Although the propellant is black powder, the effect should be similar?"

The mosquito's line of sight drifted unnaturally to one side and said with a smile.

"According to my design, the propulsion parts of each rocket are about 1kg. After adding flame retardant, the working time can be extended to 6 ~ 8 seconds in theory, and 3.5 ~ 5kg thrust can be generated in theory. In theory, it is no problem to deliver 1 ~ 1.5kg combat parts!"

"I'm going to mix the 1kg combat parts with wood tar, acetone vaporized and purified from firewood and black powder, so that they can burn after frying!"

Chu Guang heard his eyelids jump.

Mom.

This is using explosives to launch explosives.

It's easy to say everything when it's shot out. What if it's not shot out?

That's really over!

He coughed softly, and Chu Guang cautioned cautiously.

"In street fighting... I'm afraid this is not powerful enough, and I always feel very dangerous. I suggest you try to get out the nitrocellulose, which may be more powerful."

The explosion speed of black powder is only 600, and smokeless powder can reach 2000. There is no problem of residue.

It is said that for the famous "Katyusha" bm-13 series rockets, the propellant used in the early stage was smokeless powder. Later, viscous Xiaohua glycerol was used as plasticizer and nitrocellulose was mixed to make double base solid propellant.

Black powder

Just make a bomb.

It's really difficult to make such a thing.

"That's right," murmured brother mosquito, touching his chin. "Gee, if only I could get a gas tank."

Chu Guang always feels that this guy is thinking about something dangerous, but it's hard to say whether there is a gas tank in this era. Maybe he doesn't have to worry too much.

"Not to mention that... I need you to make three single beds for me."

"OK, by the way, is it urgent?"

Chu Guang thought and wanted to say.

"Can you make at least one before the evening?"

Brother mosquito touched his chin and said.

"There should be no problem."

It takes time to develop weapons.

But carpentry.

Isn't that just a hand?