Otherwise, even if there are finished drawings, it will take at least half a month for ordinary people to understand the drawings.

"Hey, there really is a shipyard."

Hu Xiaolin took a breath, and his face became more respectful: "How do you call me, Hu Xiaolin, I am a member of the third security team of the Mineral Island Alliance. My elder brother Hu Shulin is the deputy captain of the second security team. I have asked someone to

I've notified him and he'll be here soon."

"Shu Yao."

"Zhuang Lun." Neither of them used their first names for a long time. Spicy Iron Hammer was better. Blue Star people would always call him Factory Director Shu when they came to cooperate, and the workers below would also learn to call him that way from time to time.

But the apocalyptic madmen more often hear of Brother Kuangren, Ah Kuang, and Director Kuang, so now they are still a little hesitant when naming their names.

This small detail was noticed by Hu Xiaolin instantly, but he didn't care, and the pseudonym was just a pseudonym.

When walking in the world, anyone who is not careful will die long ago. There is no problem in being cautious.

"Brother Shu, Brother Zhuang." Hu Xiaolin made a clasped fist gesture: "You just said you came here after hearing that our Mine Island Alliance sells metal ore to other countries. Do you want to buy ore?"

"Yes, there is only one underground iron mine in our territory. It is difficult to mine, not to mention the reserves are small, so I want to go to the surrounding areas to have a look and trade some back." Spicy Iron Hammer nodded and subconsciously took out a pack from his pocket.

Cigarette boxes without packaging nameplates.

The stuff inside is really good, all tobacco grown in the greenhouse.

Due to the severe cooling, the output is very scarce.

Most of them run out of stock after making less than 2,000 packages. Now the price of one package has been as high as eight copper coins by gopher guys in the city!

"Here, want to eat one of the newly grown tobacco?" Spicy Iron Hammer shook out one and handed it over.

However, what was surprising was that although Hu Xiaolin licked the corner of his mouth temptingly, he refused without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, Brother Shu, we have rules in our territory and we cannot accept items from outsiders rashly."

"Ah, I didn't ask you to take it away, so I just had a cigarette."

"That's not okay, it's a dead rule. If I, a member of the security team, break the rules, I will be fined even more!" Hu Xiaolin shook his head repeatedly and took half a step back.

It can be seen that this is not polite humility, but really abiding by the so-called rules.

"What about bread, how many slices would you like?"

"No, just ask if you have anything you want to ask. Although we are poor, we are poor and have backbone. Don't worry that we will tell lies because there is no benefit." Hu Xiaolin shook his head again.

This reaction immediately shocked the two of them. They had never seen or heard of such a situation in the wasteland.

I don’t want any gifts that come to my door, I will reject them decisively because of a rule.

Except for your own territory, even those super territories with tens of millions of people are not to this extent, right?
Chapter completed!