I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 977 - 1066: Crude Oil Exchange

By then, we’ll know their evaporation rate and purification rate.

"Thank you, Mirror!"

The team members said in unison.

But they didn’t take it to heart, after all, the air may smell now but they can still endure it, it’s not to the point where green smoke is wafting.

Hogos Market.

This is a big market in Iran, and coming here, Jing Shu was quite astonished by the sights.

There’s a heavy Iranian flavor here, also called Bazaar, the outside looks like a retro Islamic castle, although made with carved stone, the patterns are retro and colorful, appearing very beautiful.

In the haze, it feels like returning to the bustling days before the apocalypse.

Jing Shu blinked again, and sharply noticed that in the market, not an elderly person was seen, even children were sparse, mostly adults.

This indicates that in this apocalypse, those who needed to be eliminated have been eliminated.

Though the sky is dim, locals here have used a fascinating dark species similar to fireflies, catching them together.

Whenever a guest passes by, the locals will vigorously shake the cages holding the creatures, causing them to emit a striking light to illuminate the shops.

Jing Shu quickly joined a large team listening to an Iranian brother’s introduction of local specialties.

Everyone rubbed their hands, nodding continuously. To be fair, Iran might be a bit poorer, but it’s got plenty of fascinating good stuff.

"Here they come." Old Zhou nodded towards Jing Shu and continued introducing, "The brother next to us is Anang, specially responsible for receiving our team’s diplomat."

Jing Shu looked up to see a tall, thin, dark-skinned Iranian man with a long beard, smiling warmly and amiably.

Mama Has and Jie seemed obviously displeased, living up to the saying, competitors are bound to clash!

After a simple greeting, Anang enthusiastically said, "So this lamp, we call it a hand-crank lamp. Just give it a shake and it lights up, saving much more compared to the electrical or oil-burning ones. The key is, they’re easy to maintain. They just need to eat some corpse worms to live.

Of course, the only downside is that the light isn’t very bright, and you need to shake it every minute. But it’s still cheaper than generating electricity.

You see, if you put the male and female together, they can reproduce on their own after a little while."

Jing Shu was quite curious, each household here has this thing which lights up just by shaking, certainly convenient.

Old Zhou also nodded, "This thing truly enhances people’s happiness. In Huaxia, electricity consumption is considerable. Alas, we can’t take too much, let’s install and take 5,000 of these for them to reproduce back home. Yang Yang, please note it down."

Upon hearing this, Anang sternly stated, "What are you noting down? This is a gift for the Huaxia Friend Country, just some worthless little trinkets, we have plenty here, the children catch them every day for fun."

Yang Yang smiled, "This thing flies fast, making it hard to catch. It’s valued at 1 Virtual Coin on the market, so we’ll purchase it at this price."

Anang was adamant not to accept payment, so Yang Yang decided not to press further, planning to offer some food instead later.

Here, food is the most lacking, everyone appears skeletal. Previously, at best, most people could eat a meal, children were lively jumping around. But now with the apocalypse and all sorts of disasters, even Iranian families, who used to have two kids every three years, hardly have children anymore.

Anang led them forward, the market was vast with a lot of goods.

The locals were all very welcoming, their women wearing all-black robes wrapping themselves inside. Men wore shirts and jeans reminiscent of Huaxia’s 80s, visibly washed-out clothes.

If not for the unique castle, the products on Yanbian streets, and the dark complexion, Jing Shu might have thought she’d returned to the 80s.

Speaking of which, Anang proudly thanked them, "Years ago, fortunately, Huaxia transported a lot of clothing here, helping us tremendously. Each sold at only 3 yuan, equivalent to 20,000 rials, truly cheap, allowing many to have clothes to wear. Look at us, many are wearing big brands now."

The currency here is the rial, with severe depreciation, before the apocalypse, 1 yuan could be exchanged for nearly 6,000 rials. Here, you truly feel money’s worthlessness.

Speaking of which, the Huaxia people’s faces showed slight embarrassment.

So many clothes, plus transport costs, only sold at 3 yuan, seem cheap but the source of these is unclear, some stripped from deceased, some placed by merchants by community entrances as donations. If merchants want profits, these clothes’ costs can only be zero.

This matter is hard to comment on nowadays, Old Zhou quickly changed the subject, "What’s this?"

"It’s a mutated date after the apocalypse—"

Interested in Iran’s core five specialties, dates, oil, turquoise, Persian carpets, Jing Shu exchanged for some in the market.

As she traveled afar, encountering non-’China Made’ products, she naturally had to buy some, with no money needed now, surely getting some for family back home.

As for why these purchases needed no money, it’s naturally thanks to Dila for sending supplies from afar.

Having witnessed the characteristics here, the Huaxia Team was all quite curious, nearly wrapping up everything in the market, the Iranian brothers were also very hospitable, mostly half-selling and half-gifting.

In short, neither side lost out.

After touring the market, Anang led everyone to the giant castle behind the market, having been walking around the Bazaar outer circle. Now entering this age-old huge castle, sensing Iranian cultural uniqueness.

Inside differs from the market outside, using crystal lamps, at a much higher level.

Anang ushered everyone inside, "Welcome to the International Crude Oil Exchange!"

Listen to this, the name’s much grander indeed.

At this time, quite a few merchants were already seated inside the exchange, mostly wealthy Iranian businessmen. Hearing tales of obtaining many good things from the Middle East, they looked towards the Huaxia Team with shining eyes.