The clean-cut black-haired young man in front of him turned out to be a second-level superpower. He didn't see Old Bush and One-Eyed Tom. It seemed that there had been a lot of changes in Kerr Town recently. But these have nothing to do with Old Hawke. He is a businessman, and the results of doing business with him will be similar. I believe that with his own vision, he will be able to squeeze the blood out of the other party. A caravan! It is to make profits by relying on information asymmetry and transportation inconvenience. Every two months, he would set out from Clark City and walk around more than 20 small towns, and he could make a lot of money. After all, garbage erupts irregularly, and lucky people are born every day, but there are also many people who are lucky but have no vision. There are more people who are lucky but have no strength. When facing the helpless scavengers, they are a group of brutal robbers; when they encounter a powerful town, they are a group of law-abiding businessmen. Old Hawk calmly glanced at the people in the front row of the team, a second-level superpower user, and several others next to him who seemed to be first-level evolutionaries. I don’t know if they have awakened superpowers. I heard that the boss of Moore Town was killed by them. Killed, I guess the strength is not simple. So he gave up Plan-A and chose Plan-B. He took a step forward, his old face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and he greeted respectfully: "Dear ruler of Kerr Town, I am Old Hawk, the leader of Hawk's caravan. I would like to ask if your town has any trading needs..." Night is coming.
With Xiao Yang's permission, Old Hawke's caravan held a trade fair at the gate of the town. The firewood in the broken oil drum was burning brightly. Around the bonfire, dozens of stalls selling different supplies were set up, waiting for the arrival of people from the town of Kerr. In order to add a little more atmosphere to the trade fair, a few strings of small light bulbs were hung on the stalls, which flickered and attracted many children. These crude lanterns bring a touch of long-lost civilization and luxury to the barren world of garbage. In order for the people of Kerr Town to take out all the supplies they had recently harvested, Old Hawk did not hesitate to put out all the good things. Xiao Yang took Mary around these stalls, while Old Hawke beside him spared no effort in recommending his products. The things Old Hawke brought were some high-value daily necessities and scarce materials that Kerr Town was in urgent need of, such as salt, needlework, lighters, etc. In addition to some daily necessities, there are also luxuries such as cigarettes and mirrors. Even the poorest scavengers need some material rewards to comfort themselves and live a miserable life. For scavengers in the garbage world, food is an eternal topic, and Old Hawk will also use food in exchange for some valuable industrial products in the hands of scavengers. These things can be sold for a good price in Kra City, and here you only need to pay a little food. For example, he is purchasing a large number of mobile phones without password locks here. What puzzles Xiao Yang is that the people in the Pacific world do not understand the language of Earth at all, so what is the use of having a mobile phone? It seems that a mobile phone was also found in One-Eyed Tom's bedroom. "Boss Xiao, I have fine works of art here. They are all carefully selected. Do you want to pick one and go back and enjoy it slowly?" Seeing Xiao Yang's pause, Old Hawke took out a bunch of smartphones from his bag and winked at Xiao Yang. Seemingly seeing Mary's unkind look, Old Hawke pulled Xiao Yang. "Ahem, let's borrow one to talk!" Next, Old Hawke showed him why the Asians who did not understand the earth's language were so obsessed with these mobile phones. He skillfully opened the file storage space of his mobile phone and found a folder named "Study Materials". The familiar video suffix inside made Xiao Yang suddenly realize that, indeed, there is a market for popular art in any world. "The butterfly of Ya Mie has withered, and the Kingdom of Si has been defeated..." The hostess in the video was singing a moving verse, while Old Hawke's face turned red and Mary's eyebrows almost burned.
"Hehe, not bad, right? These are all things that the big shots in Clark City like. It's our first time doing business. You can choose whatever you want, and I'll give you the same price." Old Hawke smiled very obscenely. In his eyes, these young and energetic young people would definitely not be able to withstand this kind of temptation. Unfortunately, he met a real veteran driver of the 21st century. Xiao Yang said nothing or asked anything. He took out his mobile phone and showed his collection of more than 10 years to this mentally poor old black man one by one. "Oh my God! There is such a beautiful piece of art!" After seeing the treasures carefully selected by Xiao Yang, Old Hawke suddenly lost the fragrance of the crooked melons and cracked dates in his hands. He pulled Xiao Yang excitedly, his eyes almost bulging out of his head. "Boss Xiao, are you willing to sell your art? I am willing to buy it at a high price." Haha, you are thinking shit! This is Xiao Yang's ingenious collection for more than ten years. It is an out-of-print resource that you, a yellow-tongued old man like you, can just take away with your mouth. Just when Xiao Yang was about to refuse, suddenly, a loud shout came from Old Hawk's bag. "Damn it, who is showing a short movie? His taste is so similar to mine. Hey, can anyone understand what I am talking about? Let me out quickly!" Everyone present looked confused, but Xiao Yang almost got goosebumps because the voice actually spoke authentic Mandarin! "Here we go again, just throw away this crappy phone!" I saw Old Hawke taking out an old love machine from his bag, and on the screen a white-skinned foreigner was yelling crazily. This man is tall and strong, with iron-gray hair and blue-gray pupils. He should be a cool foreign boy, but his words reveal a vulgar atmosphere. "Is there anyone here? What the hell is this place? Have I traveled through time? No way, artificial intelligence can also travel through time?" "Why is it so dark? Is it dark?? Damn, why are your teeth so yellow? Stay away from me." Old Hawke approached the screen and looked at the man's frightened expression impatiently. If he didn't think it was a bit strange and might satisfy some adults' special hobbies, he would have thrown it away long ago. Old Hawke said to Xiao Yang with an apologetic look. "Excuse me, Mr. Xiao. I just received a mobile phone a few days ago. I don't know if it's broken or what. It's been like this recently." "Hey! The Chinese guy in front! Do you know where this is? Why is what you said not in my database? Is this in Nibelungen? Where is Lu Mingfei? Where is Lu Mingfei? Hmm? No, who is Lu Mingfei?" Xiao Yang looked at the screaming little man on the screen, thinking. "President Hawke, I'm very interested in this phone. Can it be sold like other phones?" Old Hawke's eyes lit up. He didn't expect to meet a buyer with a unique taste so soon. "This... I've never seen such a mobile phone before... Maybe there is some big secret... Strictly speaking, it's not for sale..." "But you just said you want to throw it away." "This..." "I'm willing to exchange it with the artworks I just saw." "Deal!"
So, Xiao Yang took out another mobile phone, copied and pasted a set of learning materials, and handed it to Old Hawke. Old Hawke was amazed. "Oh my god, this kind of artwork can actually be copied! Boss Xiao, can your copying method be sold? If not, we can also reach a strategic cooperation!" Xiao Yang's face was about to turn black. Fuck strategic cooperation, selling movies is already challenging my personality limit! "Hey, that kid, you are actually spreading obscene materials, be careful or I will report you!" "Shut up!" (Chinese) The person on the screen seemed to understand something and stopped talking. Xiao Yang quickly put the old smartphone into his bag.