This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 349: The undercurrent of Boulder City

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"Good morning, dear audience friends, I am your dear House! Before interrupting the news, please allow me to offer my highest respect to our great city lord!" 15

"Qingquan City is still calm today. Out of fear of us, the group of primitive people with python tattoos on their faces began to flee eastward! What a pity. If they come to us, I would like to interview them These mindless guys are going south? What do you think?" 13

"It is not only the predators who are shocked by our majestic military power, but also our neighbors to the north. Those guys who were busy in the wave have recently been beaten with the minions to the north and are now hiding in the sewers. Licking wounds." 9

"What a bunch of pathetic people, tsk tsk. But recently, their brains finally opened up and they sent their city lord, the city lord of Dawn City, to our city hall to negotiate with us."

"It seems they finally realized that in the wasteland, relying on the strong is the way to survive!" 3

On the bar of an unknown tavern, there was an old radio, and the dusty speaker made an exciting sound.

The Voice of Boulder City will always be the favorite program of the citizens of Boulder City. After all, there are only a few signals that can be heard in the wasteland. 1

The channel plays pre-war classical music 24 hours a day, and occasionally inserts one or two pieces of Mr. House's news or "How to Get Rich", which not only satisfies the citizens' need for fun, but also provides entertainment for those who love to daydream. The guy provided the fodder for imagination. 1

However

Not everyone is satisfied with the high-pitched drake voice.

Especially people whose lives are unsatisfactory.

"Can't this nasty guy just shut his mouth?"

After taking a sip of beer that was lighter than water, the man in a brown leather jacket muttered, the corners of his unshaven mouth twitching with anger. 1

His name is Sberg.

In Boulder, this is an insignificant name. 2

And Mr. Sberg’s job is as insignificant as his name, he is just an ordinary cannery worker1

As for why you are sitting here drinking at this hour

Of course it's because he is about to lose his job. 2

In Boulder City, canned food is not a popular product. The dignitaries will not eat it, and ordinary residents cannot afford it. 2

Only some large caravans and mercenary groups will purchase canned food to improve their food and boost the morale of their teams.

For those mercenaries who work alone, they are more willing to take on some daily jobs that are close to each other. They can only deal with them with dry food for two or three days when they go out. Although their spending power is not bad, they are more willing to spend money on wine and women. 3

Because the profit margins are not high and the volume cannot increase, a group of food processing giants including Weijia Trading Company simply look down on this industry.

There are only two small factories in the entire Boulder City that produce canned food, and the only two varieties they sell are double-headed beef and hyena meat. 5

However

Recently, "instant noodles" and "ham sausage" suddenly appeared on the shelves of stores in Boulder City. 28

As the name suggests, the former is a kind of noodles that has been fried and sold in paper cups. You can eat it by tearing off the lid of the cup and soaking it in boiling water for five minutes, or you can eat it directly without boiling it. 5

I don’t know what kind of meat the latter is. It tastes like it’s filled with starch. However, maybe it’s because a lot of salt is added, but it’s surprisingly delicious? 10

In short, Sperger had never seen such strange food before, and it was no surprise that it must have been made by their next-door neighbor.

Ever since instant noodles and ham sausages entered Boulder City, their cans have been completely unsaleable. When their bosses finally realized the seriousness of the problem, the cannery was on the verge of closing.

The boss gave all the workers a holiday and asked them to go home and wait for notification.

Sperger knew very well that although it was a vacation in name, it was actually no different from being fired.

It is only a matter of time before the cannery closes. While the equipment can still be sold for some money, that fat-headed guy will definitely sell it without hesitation. 6

Now there are only two options left before Sperger.

Either become a mercenary or caravan guard, or try your luck in the northern suburbs.

The threat from the north has just been lifted recently, and the trade route to the northern part of the River Valley Province has been restored. Major caravans and mercenary groups are recruiting people. No experience is required, as long as you can carry a gun, you can join.

As for the northern suburbs, the demand for jobs there seems to have always been strong, but I heard that they were given not chips but their own "silver coins"?

No matter which option he chose, it was difficult for Sberg to make up his mind.

After all, no matter how poor he is, he still has a house in Boulder City that can protect him from wind and rain.

However, once you leave the giant wall, it means entering the barbaric world of cannibalism. 5

He had heard from the radio that there were no law-abiding people outside the giant wall. Those uncivilized savages would capture civilized people and throw them into the frying pan. 13

When he thought of this, he was so scared that he couldn't sleep all night.

This is terrible!

It's not just small characters like Sberg who are worried about the future of Boulder City.

Ever since hearing that the Boulder City City Hall would sign a friendly cooperation agreement with the New Alliance, Weijia had been sleepless all night.

He didn't care what rifles or cans were on the shelves of the Boulder City store, but the existence of Didiwe Nutritional Cream had seriously threatened the business of Weijia Trading Company.

The low price has even broken his cost line. 1

It is no exaggeration to say that he closed the factory directly, imported nutritional creams from the northern suburbs and sold them to the south, making more money than he currently produces himself! 7

This is simply too exaggerated!

Are those country bumpkins opening factories for charity?

“Those guys in the city hall are just a bunch of pigs! Even if you don’t say they are pigs, you are exalting them!” 8

Inside the magnificent room.

Weijia, who was sitting in front of the long table, couldn't help but curse.

This is the reception room of Weijia Trading Company. The people sitting here at the moment are all the bosses of major trading firms.

Although everyone is a person of status, there is no need to worry about image here.

Because everyone is unhappy with the results produced by the city hall.

"The funniest thing is that these pigs actually had the nerve to show off with the so-called friendly agreement, thinking they had done something great." The man wearing a high-collared shirt had an obvious expression on his face. anger.

His name is Jonah, and he runs the largest cotton spinning mill in Boulder City. The cotton cloth, cotton clothes and shirts he produces not only occupy more than 60% of the market share in Boulder City, but are also sold to Jinchuan and Luoxia provinces. . 6

Starting from the beginning of the year, the group of hillbillies in the northern suburbs also began to produce cotton cloth and clothing.

He didn't take it to heart at first, after all, one or two small workshops were not worth his worries.

However, it didn't take long for him to realize how wrong he was.

In just half a year, the clothing produced by the New Alliance first occupied the bars in Boulder City, and then conquered the mercenaries who were willing to spend money through the bars, and then took over the entire outer city. 9

They make both durable gun bags, bulletproof vests and backpacks, as well as less durable jackets and clothing. 6

And he remembers that those long socks that can be worn as pants are called black silk? 15

Of course, it doesn’t have to be black, there are white and other colors, and even transparent. 5

It's not even just socks. 3

How did these crooked guys come up with these immoral things? 10

Jonah was annoyed.

What particularly annoyed him was that although his reason told him that that thing was the culprit of shrinking his wallet, he just couldn't control his eyes and hands. 8

Another owner of a liquor business said with the same annoyance.

"And that Nuka-Cola. Ever since that thing came out, our distillery's orders have plummeted by 10%! It's crazy! What's so good about sugar water!" 13

As several big guys spoke one after another, the chatterbox on the conference table completely opened up.

Everyone complained indignantly.

"They have been plundering our trade for half a year, but the guys in the city hall have done nothing!"

"I really don't understand. We have artillery, aircraft, power armor, thousands of mercenaries and tens of thousands of reserves. Why should we talk to them?" 1

"Even if we don't need to dispatch the militia, we just throw some chips out, and we can easily crush those grasshoppers!" 1

Looking at the boiling noise in front of the conference table, Weijia's face was expressionless.

Originally, he organized today's meeting to call everyone together to discuss countermeasures, but unexpectedly it turned into a meeting to complain.

Everyone is venting their grievances over the past six months, but no one can come up with specific countermeasures. 2

But he didn't stop everyone.

Sometimes emotions are also a weapon.

After brewing his emotions for a moment, Weijia put his hands on the table and slowly stood up from the chair.

After looking around at everyone, he spoke.

“I never understood how they kept the cost so low.”

After hearing these words, everyone sitting at the conference table fell silent.

After a moment of pause, Weijia continued.

"Especially when I asked someone about it, the new alliance requires workers in all factories to work a maximum of 12 hours a day, and the minimum hourly wage is 1 silver coin. If they work for 12 hours, they must be paid at least 12 silver coins a day. That’s 6 chips! This is almost three times the salary we pay our workers!” 2

"There is a problem with this statement. It is impossible for ordinary people to exchange silver coins for chips at will. They can only exchange chips for silver coins."

A factory owner looked dissatisfied.

It sounds like he is stingy.

Gu Sheng

To be fair, I had already made those people full, and not only did I not put shackles on them, I even paid them wages. 19

Isn’t this kind enough? 14

If the electricity and maintenance fees weren't so cheap, he would have replaced the workers on the assembly line with bionic people who are both capable and capable of doing the job! 8

Another factory owner also nodded and said.

"I have also heard that they have a saying that it is called forced settlement of foreign exchange? The profits from exports will be settled in the local currency, that is, those silver coins. Only when needed, can they be exchanged for foreign currency at the bank ."

"Isn't this too tricky!?"

"No wonder a friend of mine who went to set up a factory there complained to me, saying that setting up a factory there was really a scam and that he couldn't make much money at all. He told me not to come." 34

Everyone was talking about it.

However, at this moment, Weijia interrupted them.

"That's what I say, but the money is real, right?"

Everyone fell silent.

Looking at the silent crowd, he continued.

"If those silver coins are really waste paper, I believe that no matter how much they give, the workers will not be willing to take it, and the factories will definitely run away." 3

Hearing this, the factory owners sitting around fell silent and looked at Weijia with some confusion, wondering why he wanted to speak for the New Alliance.

Isn’t it time for everyone to scold those cunning blue gophers together? 1

To say so much nonsense is to prove that they are not exploiting workers and that silver coins are not waste paper. Does that mean our business capabilities are not good? 3

Who are you looking down on!

Seeing that the time was almost up, Weijia continued.

"Later I realized what the problem was."

"According to the research of my salesman, when setting up a factory in New Alliance, salary expenses can be deducted from tax. I specially calculated an account. As long as the work efficiency per unit time is guaranteed, although the salary cost will increase, the actual expenses On the contrary, it will be lower." 1

This is equivalent to giving part of the fiscal revenue from factories to workers in the form of tax rebates.

Due to the increase in the consumption power of ordinary people, New Alliance Light Industry is like a sponge that has absorbed water. 7

The factories run by the blue coats are even more outrageous. They seem to use a completely different system. 2

Due to language barriers and differences in cultural customs, he still doesn’t understand it.

But that's not the point.

The real point is, these people are playing dirty tricks! 4

After a moment of pause, Weijia had an angry expression on her face and gradually raised her voice.

"Not only that, they also played tricks on the exchange rate, forcibly setting the exchange rate of silver coins and chips at 2:1. This is not called competition at all, and the consumer goods we produce cannot enter their market at all!" 13

"As you can see, our factory cannot compete with theirs, not because we are not hardworking enough, nor because our production methods are backward, but on the contrary, we are too honest and our opponents are too cunning. !" 9

"They used evil means to rob us of the chips in our hands, watch our factories go bankrupt, and then scatter a lot of chips to rob us of the wealth we have accumulated over two centuries!" 6

"From the beginning, we did not compete on a fair stage, but fell into their trap!"

After hearing these words, many people had expressions of realization on their faces, as if they were waking up from a dream. 1

In fact, we can’t blame them for not thinking about it. The key is that this kind of thing has never happened before.

An ideal city?

The things there are indeed good enough, but too few can reach the southern part of the River Valley Province. One or two rare items do not pose any threat at all, and the other party does not think highly of the things in their hands.

Before the New Alliance emerged, they were the only ones engaged in industrialization in the entire southern part of the River Valley Province. As for the survivor settlements such as Beit Street and Brown Farm, they could not even be considered rivals in front of them. Root leek seedlings.

As for the farmers in the South, they are just the targets of being plundered by their factories.

But now, a catfish has quietly slipped into the clear pond. 2

They vaguely felt something was wrong. They felt that the warm pool suddenly became a little cold, and they felt that they could not exert any strength. 1

A factory that couldn't see any advantages relied on second-hand equipment and the workers they had eliminated to produce a lot of cheap and easy-to-use "substitutes", snatching away the goods that originally belonged to them. their market. 3

It wasn't until they heard what Weijia said that they suddenly reacted.

Good guy!

The other party relied on these "little cleverness" to harvest their wool for half a year!

Now the City Hall is smart enough to sign some kind of friendly cooperation agreement, talking about expanding the scale of trade and strengthening people-to-people exchanges. It seems that they are going to be sold, and they have not recovered yet.

Of course, that was before, and now they are aware of the problem.

How can you bear this? !

Everyone at the conference table could no longer sit still.

Jonah, who had been silent since just now, stood up and punched the table angrily.

"We must make this clear to Dulong!"

"Either reduce taxes in industrial zones, or tax goods from the new alliance!" 10

“Not just taxes! There’s also the exchange rate!”

Weijia continued while the iron was hot.

"In addition to taxes and exchange rates, we also need to expand the prohibited list and stipulate what they can and cannot buy! How to buy the things they can buy!" 10

“If our city hall doesn’t protect our interests, what use do we have?” 2

"We should unite! Put pressure on those guys whose brains are full of garbage! If our minister does not respond to our demands" 1

He prolonged his tone, glanced around at the allies present, and continued with a sonorous and powerful voice.

“We will give our employees a holiday!” 17

The words fell loudly.

The voices supporting him were like a raging tide.

"Support!"

"Strong support!"

"Count me in!"

Looking at the indignant crowd, Weijia had a confident smile on her face.

He didn't believe it.

He won’t mess with this signing! 8

Qingquan City, on the edge of the North Fourth Ring Road.

In the ruins-strewn city, a group of people were walking slowly along the cracked concrete road. 1

Soldiers in exoskeletons scattered around, wary of the surrounding shadows.

It is already summer, and the lush vegetation and water accumulation in the ruins have made the situation in the city extremely complicated.

Wasteland L's seasonal change system is also as real as ever, but this seems to be basic for all three major games.

"I always have an ominous premonition" looked around, holding the rifle in his hands. 2

Lao Bai, who was walking aside, joked.

"Why have you become a sentient person?"

Fang Chang rolled his eyes.

"What does this have to do with the perception system? Do you think it is reasonable not to do anything with such an important task?" 3

"That makes sense," Lao Bai nodded thoughtfully, "But in other words, without that boy Ye Shi, I feel like something is missing." 1

It's not just Ye Shi who isn't here.

The strong wind and smoking cessation are no longer there, and it feels like a lot of fun has been lost in an instant.

Thinking of this, a strange expression appeared on Lao Bai's face. 4

If this wasn’t a game, those three guys might never come back 4

At this moment, the voice of his teammates came from the communication channel. It was the investigation team he sent to explore the front.

"500 meters ahead, unidentified armed forces, numbering around 20, were found. The weapons were automatic rifles and other light weapons. A heavy machine gun was found." 2

At this moment, Lao Bai's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

Noticing the change in the expression on Lao Bai's face, Fang Chang cast a questioning look at him.

"Is there something wrong?"

Clenching his right fist and making a gesture, Lao Bai neatly loaded the rifle in his hand.

"Come to life." 7-

(After hanging up the last bag of water today, there will be no need to go to the hospital tomorrowt.t)