long night fire

Chapter 9 Buying and selling

Jiang Baimian was speechless in the face of a real mental patient with a doctor's certificate.

Frankly speaking, she didn't want to believe that Shang Jianyao had done so much just to go out for a dance.

This is simply unscientific.

You know, in just a few minutes, Shang Jianyao first further angered Zhao Tie with uncompromising stares, and then seized the opportunity to provoke Zhao Tie by taking off his pants to compare his size, and successfully made the other party choose to go outside." Dance Floor" singled out.

And he put in so much effort, went around such a big circle, just to get rid of the restrictions, go out to play music, and dance?

Compared to this, Jiang Baimian would rather believe that every step in the process was a change brought about by Shang Jianyao's "brain twitch", and then showed the current result.

However, after ruling out all the impossibilities based on various details and understanding of Shang Jianyao, there is only one answer left:

This guy planned carefully, step by step, and acted in a roundabout way. He really just wanted to go out to join in the fun and dance!

It's like a guy who spends a long time planning and pulling off a successful heist with a chain of events, only to take advantage of the opportunity to share a lollipop with the victim's girl.

Is this the obsession of a mental patient?For a very simple goal, they can go around a lot and design a very complicated plan, and their action is terrifying... Jiang Baimian felt emotional, and pointed to the high stool next to him calmly:

"Now that you're done dancing, sit down."

Before Shang Jianyao could take a step, a group of young people suddenly poured into the car.

All kinds of different big or small fuel smells instantly penetrated into the noses of Long Yuehong and the others.

Among these young men, the men had shaved their hair on the sides, and the women either wore their hair short, or had hair that was green or purple or red or blond, the same color as the flickering lights outside.

They gathered around Shang Jianyao, chattering and saying:

"What was the song called just now?"

"It's so touching!"

"I still can't stop in that melody!"

"Can you copy it to us?"

"That rhythm is amazing!"

Shang Jian Yao showed a sunny smile:

"it is good.

"You have to copy the few songs you played before."

Hearing such a response, those young people gave thumbs up one after another:

"Have eyesight!"

In this way, Shang Jianyao mixed with them, and exchanged each other's favorite music with the help of a laptop computer and the corresponding data cable that they moved in.

After finishing this matter, Shang Jianyao reluctantly returned to Jiang Baimian's side and sat down.

Jiang Baimian, who had watched the whole process of their exchange, asked thoughtfully:

"In the future, when you fight with others, you won't have to put the music on, will you?"

Shang Jianyao replied seriously:

"If there is an opportunity and time permits."

Without waiting for Jiang Baimian and others to say more, he explained his idea:

"Also, different enemies deserve different music.

"Just like mechanical monks like Zen Master Jingfa, they have to match a song called 'Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss'. Although I can't understand the lyrics, I think this name suits them very well."

Jiang Baimian imagined everyone in the fierce "battle", accompanied by music, shaking their bodies, stepping on the steps, and sighed silently:

"I think this is the destruction of the enemy's mind.

"Well, it may also stimulate their potential..."

At this time, Felin had already poured four glasses of wild tree fruit wine, and pushed them in front of Shang Jianyao and others.

The color of this wine is purple, and it smells like a fresh fragrance.

"Don't rush to drink, just wait a little longer." Feilin warned, and said to Shang Jianyao with a smile, "You are not bad, I want you to be my son-in-law."

Jiang Baimian didn't give Shang Jianyao a chance to "talk nonsense", and joked:

"Head, don't you blame him for beating your people?"

Yes, yes... Long Yuehong echoed silently, saying that this was also her own question.

Bai Chen helped to explain:

"The 'Rootless' welcome strong warriors."

Flynn nodded with a smile:

"Yes, in our tribe or business group, there are five types of people that are most welcomed and admired.

"One is a good maintenance worker, the second is a good driver, the third is a good guide, the fourth is a good shooter, and the fifth is a good fighter.

"A warrior refers to the kind who are good at close combat and use cold weapons.

"Haha, you have also seen that there are oil tankers in the camp, and there are many RVs. If they are hit or rubbed by bullets, it will not be very good. Therefore, although you are allowed to bring guns, the camp actually Guns are not allowed, and any disputes are resolved with fists and kicks.

"Young children are also full of energy. It is unrealistic to completely control them. We can only let them dance more and fight more. In this way, whoever fights well from generation to generation will be the king of children and is very popular.

"Besides, we are a business group. We try not to use guns when we can. If we have a bloody feud, how will we do business in the future? At this time, everyone might fight with each other and show affection. "

After Jiang Baimian finished listening, he pointed at Bai Chen with a smile:

"We have very good guides who told us early on that it's best not to take out the guns in the camp."

Feilin's attitude was very easy-going, and he looked at Bai Chen and joked:

"Why don't you be my daughter-in-law? Here, the guide's treatment is very good."

"If you are willing to bring the entire caravan into our team, I have no problem." Jiang Baimian joked.

While chatting, Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao, then turned to Fei Lin and said:

"One more can, and four more wild tree cider."

"After you have tasted it, if you think it tastes good, you can order it again." Flynn said sincerely.

Jiang Baimian's eyes were black and bright, and explained with a smile:

"This is for you to drink."

"Then I won't be polite." Flynn poured four more glasses of fruit wine, and took one in front of him.

After chatting for a while, he said:

"It's time to drink."

Long Yuehong glanced at the team leader, and after getting her permission, she picked up the wine glass and took a sip Gulu.

The taste of this wild tree fruit wine is not as sweet as he imagined, but it is not too sour either. The aroma permeates, and the round taste spreads out a little bit, with a long aftertaste.

"Not sweet enough." Shang Jian Yao frowned slightly and made an honest evaluation.

Flynn suddenly smiled and said:

"Over the years, I don't know how many young people in the business group have said this, but when they are a little older, they all like to drink a few more drinks without exception, and it is a stronger kind."

Having said that, he sighed softly:

"There is too much pain in life. For those of us 'rootless people', maybe only after drinking can we get a moment of peace and return to our hometown."

Jiang Baimian didn't interrupt Fei Lin's words, and after he finished speaking, he raised his glass and said:

"That mouthful just now was a taste.

"Now I respect you."

The other three members of the "Old Tune Group" picked up the cups.

"I respect you too." Flynn raised his glass with a smile, and touched them respectively.

After each took a sip, Shang Jianyao looked at Fei Lin and thoughtfully said:

"Captain, look:

"We bought you wine;

"I also heard you talk about the rules in the camp;

"so……"

After listening to it with a smile on his face, Flynn became extremely enthusiastic.

He leaned out and patted Shang Jianyao on the shoulder:

"To us 'rootless people', this is friend!"

After he made this action, Jiang Baimian saw a black revolver around his waist.

"Python?" Jiang Baimian asked tentatively.

This is the name of a type of revolver.

Flynn sat up straight again, patted the revolver and said:

"It's better than other pistols.

"Moreover, draw the gun quickly and shoot quickly. The enemy is dead before he reacts."

Seeing that Shang Jianyao had successfully "made" friends, Jiang Baimian did not continue this topic, and asked casually:

"Head, you are in the camp in winter, are you not going out to do business?"

Flynn took another sip of wine:

"how is this possible?

"With such a large group of people and so many cars, if we don't do business, who will support us?

"Although we have stockpiled supplies for the winter, we still have to prepare for accidents and make plans for next year. Besides, you have also seen that in order to let everyone use up unnecessary energy, we have to dance, fight, and drink. It's too big, and the business group doesn't have much food left.

"However, winter will definitely not go far. At most, it will be active in the nearby area, and the convoy will go back and forth for a few days."

Jiang Baimian nodded slightly and said:

"There are fewer sales in winter."

Basically, everything that can store winter supplies is ready.

"When it snows, the roads will still be difficult to drive, and accidents will easily occur." Felin echoed, and then laughed, "But whenever this happens, those forces that still need to replenish supplies are often more generous and able to negotiate A good price."

Isn't this nonsense?This kind of situation belongs to rushing to the house... With Long Yuehong's knowledge, she also knows that this is called taking advantage of the fire.

"It's very dangerous. If you are not careful, it will become a fire." Jiang Baimian thought for a while.

Flynn smiled and did not respond, and asked instead:

"You ask these, do you have a business to discuss?

"For the sake of being friends, I will give you a discount."

Jiang Baimian smiled and nodded:

"Yes, we have some goods that we want to deliver to Wild Grass City."

"What?" Flynn asked.

Jiang Baimian pointed to himself, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen:

"There are four of us."

Flynn looked at them carefully, took another sip of wine and said:

"No problem, friends' business is our business."

He very tacitly did not ask the other party why he wanted to "consign" himself.

After finishing speaking, he nodded to Shang Jianyao, looking like a good brother in life and death.

Jiang Baimian went on to say:

"Also, I want to repaint our car, can you do that?"

"You're right to find us!" Flynn's eyes lit up. "Do you know why the young people in the camp like to dye their hair? That's because we often change the 'clothes' of the vehicles. They think it's a very fashionable thing." things."