You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!-Chapter 286 - 285: Lower the Price

"Not quite satisfied?"

Peng Liu slowed his steps upon hearing this and turned back to look at Liang Zhijie with slightly furrowed brows, asking, "What do you mean?"

Seeing this, Liang Zhijie quickly turned his head to check the surroundings and then moved closer to whisper, "Lord Liu, shall we go inside to talk?"

"Hmm, let’s go up to the second floor."

Having said that, the two of them walked directly into the building that the company had purchased.

The guards at the door immediately locked the door on the first floor.

The living room on the second floor.

As soon as Peng Liu entered, the people in the room had already prepared food and water for him, and he quickly started talking with Liang Zhijie while eating, with half an hour passing swiftly.

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"Does Mr. Zhang want to drive the price down?"

"Yes."

"I thought as much."

"It’s just that the smiling tiger surnamed Zhang wouldn’t say it outright."

Liang Zhijie nodded in agreement and added, "This guy probably saw that our supplies are plentiful and our need for salt is great, so he thought about lowering our prices."

Since the day Zhang Ye had visited, this was already the third time.

The main commodities brought over by the company were all canned goods.

Mostly meat cans, predominantly made from rats or wild dogs, and a few were seafood cans meant for the upper class of Wanhao District, naturally more expensive.

The original pricing was set at a hundred new dollars per can, regardless of the type.

However, the new currency received in exchange was not held by the company; part of it was used for the daily expenses of company employees locally, and the rest was kept as the operational funds for Liang Zhijie and Lu Yong in Wanhao District.

Their main responsibility was to bring those survivors, who had no other options left in this area, to the bases controlled by the company.

The most important of these was the rapidly developing Jiangbei Base.

There was a large demand for talent in all sectors.

Where there are talents, there is an economy.

Apart from scouting appropriate talents for the company, the rest of the money was used to buy and sell relatively scarce living supplies, such as salt and liquor.

The former was essential for survival, while the latter could be used for medical purposes like wound disinfection.

These were the priorities in their work.

Finally, there was intelligence.

The two were the company’s eyes in Wanhao District, and with the company’s support, they even each had a group of subordinates working for them.

And today, when Liang Zhijie spoke the words "Director Zhang has recently been rather dissatisfied," it was intelligence gathered by their subordinates.

It was said that Mr. Zhang had mentioned this privately to his people.

He felt like he had been at a loss.

Apart from the first time when he brought many valuable seafood and fruit cans, the last two trades from the company consisted mostly of less valuable rat and dog meat cans, with seafood and fruits totaling less than twenty cans.

As for instant noodles, there was no need to mention them—they hadn’t transported any again.

The reason was all too clear.

They were unwilling.

Seafood and fruit cans were still considered expensive even at the company bases due to raw material issues, while instant noodles were simply because Zhang Ye didn’t want to sell them anymore.

Joking aside, flour and rice were now in some sense non-renewable resources.

Using some meant having less of it, how could it be sold to outsiders?

Conversely, the breeding farm’s rats had recently been reproducing much faster, so the cost of rat meat cans had further decreased, presenting a good opportunity to exchange them for more crucial resources from Wanhao District.

And Zhang Meng’s dissatisfaction stemmed from this issue.

He wasn’t a fool, so how could he not think that Peng Yue had most likely found a way to obtain mutant rats in bulk?

Although meat was indeed valuable, it was nothing compared to the items they were exchanging for it.

In this era, both salt and the population were non-renewable resources,

or they were seriously limited in terms of production scale.

But rats were different.

Their breeding rate was so notorious that almost anyone knew how absurd it was, which meant, in Zhang Meng’s view, that the rat meat was almost like an infinitely supply of cheap material.

Trading the infinite for the finite, he always felt it was a loss, yet the trade between the two parties couldn’t stop.

After all, these canned goods had become the major source of meat for most of the district.

Even Li Wanhao was very satisfied with this deal.

After all, there was plenty of salt.

The seemingly useless metal scrap that was nearly everywhere could be completely repurposed, so why not exchange it for some tasty canned meat?

Thus, Zhang Meng had decided to press down on the price once again after much consideration.

This way, he could minimize his own losses.

The district didn’t have a dedicated department for managing supplies, so the distribution of living supplies for the entire district was mainly handled by the Urban Management Bureau under him, and the extent of loss directly affected his personal interest as the director.

Peng Liu naturally understood this principle too, and his older brother Peng Yue had already instructed him beforehand.

"Then lower the price a bit,"

"Be proactive."

"You can even gain a bit of favor from Zhang, to avoid him and Lu Yong causing you trouble."

After deliberating for a moment, he gave his answer.

Liang Zhijie nodded, then proceeded to report in detail to Peng Liu the recent situation in the district, eventually handing him a form.

"The people listed here are the ones Lu Yong and I have recently recruited."

"They’ve all been medically checked."

"No issues at all."

Peng Liu scanned the list briefly and soon showed a satisfied expression. He initially intended to dismiss Liang Zhijie right then, but his mind suddenly recalled the advice Peng Yue had given him,

"Old Liu, you need to be more courteous with those two."

"You can even give them some perks."

Right, he had almost forgotten about that!

Upon remembering, he immediately dug out a game console and a walkie-talkie from his backpack and handed them to Liang Zhijie who was about to get up and leave.

"Boss Liu, what is this…"

"Don’t you have a daughter? The game console is for her to play with. There’s not much else for kids to do right now."

"Keeping it can help pass the time and make her happier."

"The walkie-talkie is for you."

Peng Liu tried to make his fierce face appear friendlier.

Indeed, an expression of gratitude immediately appeared on Liang Zhijie’s face.

After thanking him, he took the gifts down the stairs and left.

The very next day,

over a dozen grim-faced, lifeless survivors were brought by Liang Zhijie to the company’s headquarters early in the morning, where, one by one, they were registered and then loaded into a van by Peng Liu.

What awaited them was the Jiangbei Base of the company, which now had over five hundred residents.

Both the Hunter Squad and patrol teams were in desperate need of manpower.

Meanwhile, still stationed here, Liang Zhijie and Lu Yong began searching for new recruits for the company, but inadvertently stumbled upon a piece of shocking news.