I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Just as Jiang Chen concentrated on enjoying dinner, a golden beauty suddenly sat opposite him.

Without looking up, Jiang Chen didn't want to think about who he was.

"How do you know that I am eating here?"

"You must have not noticed that the street next door is the Russian embassy, ​​and how conspicuous your Lamborghini is on the side of the road." Natasha licked her red lips and greeted the waiter to give her a rice.

"I remember that Russians can't live without bread, and it doesn't matter if they eat rice?" Jiang Chen glanced at the bowl of rice in front of her.

"It doesn't matter. Before I came here to work, I have studied the traditional culture of China." It seems that Natasha picked up two chopsticks and turned the pen like a flip between the fingers.

Will normal people play chopsticks like this before eating? Jiang Chen silently spit in his heart.

"Do you have anything to look for?" Jiang Chen asked straight into the subject.

"Nothing special, can't you eat a meal?" Natasha asked the waiter for two bottles of beer.

"So like drinking beer, isn't you afraid to drink beer belly?" Jiang Chen said.

"You are caring about my body?" Natasha grinned and smiled.

Jiang Chen removed his sight.

This chick is definitely seduce this uncle.

"Right, your virtual reality helmet, can you let me play too?"

Wen Yan, Jiang Chen sighed.

"Isn't it just good to eat rice?"

“Can't you talk about this topic between friends?” Natasha said as he held the beer mug.

"Of course, when the phantom helmet is officially sold, I will send you one in private." Jiang Chen smiled.

Seeing Jiang Chen is obviously not a bit of wind, and Natasha sighed.

"Well, the Kremlin wants me to explore the extent to which your virtual reality technology is advanced. Don't misunderstand it. The reason why this is just because we are out of touch with the world in this respect. But even if I ask, you won't Is that correct?"

"Yes." For Natasha's confession, Jiang Chen was very satisfied.

At the end of the morning, Natasha held a piece of braised pork with chopsticks. Sent into the blushing mouth. Even between the gestures, there is a faint meaning in it. Jiang Chen’s choice is not to look at her, so as not to distract her.

"What about the nutritional mixture?" Natasha asked.

“Nutrition mixture? Will the Kremlin be interested in nutritional supplements?” Jiang Chen laughed.

"Accurately, the Department of Defense and the Space Agency are very interested. Because we tried to buy the nutritional mixture you produced. Although it is not enough, we will not pull after accidentally drinking."

"Cough, we are eating now." Jiang Chen coughed, reminded.

Natasha stunned and changed her mind.

"Well, it will not be exhausted. Your Chinese culture is really profound."

In fact, what you want to say is trouble. Jiang Chen tilted her. Continue to deal with the food in your dish.

"So?"

"We want to work with you to develop a nutrient mixture that is easy to carry and that can be used after drinking, and that will not be drained at critical moments. One" stopped the chopsticks and Natasha put his elbows on the table. On, smiled and looked at Jiang Chen.

“Is it easy to carry, and it allows the soldiers to get enough heat after drinking, and there is no need to solve the big hand at the crucial time?” Jiang Chen put down the chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a paper towel.

"There are also astronauts who use the nutrient mixture as a supplement. We can save the manure disposal space." Seeing Jiang Chen has finished eating, Natasha will no longer care about wording, straight into the topic.

"To be honest, we have already opened this kind of thing, so we don't need technical cooperation with you." Jiang Chen sighed and said, "But I am cautious about entering the munitions market. This thing is Like the faeces, it can't be washed after being rubbed on the hands."

"It's just a military food, it's not a tool to kill. You don't need to be so nervous." Natasha sighed. "It’s like an Internet company like Google. Are they differently designed for the US military to use mechanical dogs for resupply?"

After hearing Natasha's words, Jiang Chen fell into meditation.

After a long time, Jiang Chen opened the way.

“Talk about how you plan to cooperate?”

"Three programs. 1. You transfer the production technology of military-type nutritional mixture to us and guarantee that it will not be disclosed to third parties. We will acquire your technology for US$100 million."

"It's too cheap, I don't want to sell it." Jiang Chen said casually.

In addition to being cheap, the organic synthesis furnaces used to produce nutritional supplements contain too much pre-technical technology, so take the molecular screening network inside. It is simply impossible to do with modern technology. The formula of the nutritional mixture itself is not expensive, and the expensive one is the technology for producing it.

Not surprised by Jiang Chen’s answer, Natasha grinned and then extended a second finger.

"Second, we give you the policy, you build factories in our country. We have a rich labor resources and raw material supply market."

"I don't plan to build a nutrient mixture factory on the island of Angka. I have such a lot of things, I don't have any sense of security, you know." Jiang Chen said faintly.

Angrily glanced at Jiang Chen, Natasha took a deep breath and extended a third finger.

"Three, you produce, we import."

"Military type?"

"Of course." Natasha nodded.

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment.

“Can I hear about your order?”

"2ooo per month," Natasha said.

2ooo million? That is 2o box of nutritional mixture. If it is not excessive pursuit of low calorie, the cost of nutritional mixture is also much cheaper. For example, special dh seaweed must be used to produce nutrient mixture, but if the nutrient mixture on the waste soil is produced, any vegetable and fruit can be used as a raw material to produce a nutritional mixture of grade a or above.

The price of fruit and meat is very low for a new country close to the big country of agriculture and animal husbandry.

"What kind of price can you accept?" Jiang Chen asked.

"One dollar." Natasha suggested nervously.

The average daily food cost for Russian soldiers is 351 rubles, equivalent to US$4.6. Considering that the nutritional mixture can replace the normal diet, as long as the price of the nutritional mixture is not too high, the acquisition of the nutritional mixture is not a burden for the Russian army, but it can reduce the military expenditure on food to a certain extent. Moreover, the nutritional mixture is easy to store, and the use of nutrient mixture as a strategic material reserve can also save a lot of money.

But if they follow the retail price of the nutritional mixture, they can't afford it at $6.1 each.

Therefore, when the price of 3 dollars was raised, Natasha’s mood was very embarrassing. I was afraid that Jiang Chen felt that the price they gave was too low and didn’t talk about anything.

too low?

It would be better to say that Jiang Chen feels a bit taller.

Jiang Chen summed up in his heart. If you produce a regular nutritional mixture, the cost is about $1, which is much lower than the cost of a modified nutritional mixture. And if you get 2 dollars for each nutritional mixture, is it too dark?

And more critically, this nutritional mixture is very convenient to expand production capacity, without the need to expand the dh seaweed planting area, can be done with ordinary fruits and vegetables, and even leftovers in restaurants.

Jiang Chen glanced at Natasha and saw her face stretched tightly, as if she was afraid of his rejection.

Hey, how is this so interesting? Since you are not too expensive, sell you well.

Cough and cough, Jiang Chen made a serious face.

"Although this price and my psychological price are somewhat different, but considering the friendly cooperation between us, the deal."

Natasha’s face immediately showed a charming smile, and it was obviously relieved.

"Thank you for your generosity and wish us a happy cooperation."

"You are welcome." Jiang Chen's mouth bent.

Looking at the expression on Jiang Chen’s face, Natasha frowned slightly in confusion.

His faint smile always gave her a feeling of being pitted. But she can't say where it was. (To be continued.)

Go to the cloud. Come to the pavilion to get the view.]