Jabbar looked back at Gu Qi, showing a puzzled look.
"Take something for money?"
Obviously he doesn't understand this very much.
Gu Qi changed to a more straightforward statement, "For example, if you pick up a piece of gold on the road, where would you go to exchange gold for money?"
When Gu Qi said this, Jabbar suddenly showed a look of consciousness, "Are you talking about the exchange?"
Gu Qi didn't know what kind of exchange that Jabbar mentioned was, so she nodded and said, "It's almost the same, it's probably what I said."
Kareem nodded and said, "That's right, the exchange is right. We in Kanji City have many exchanges. Depending on the color of the store sign, the things that can be traded are also different, including black, white and yellow."
"There are the most black brands of exchanges, right, just like that."
Looking in the direction of Jabbar's finger, I saw a black wooden sign hanging next to a soil shed on the roadside with the local text saying "Ruha Exchange".
At the door of this exchange, there are a lot of messy things piled up, broken wooden beams, abandoned bicycles, and many pieces of tires thrown in a box, looking like a waste recycling bin.
Kareem pointed to the black-branded exchange and said, "This kind of exchange with black-branded one usually recycles some bottles, jars, and waste materials. This kind of exchange is everywhere, and they gave it to you.
The prices are also the lowest, but this is the most frequent place for people from the slums in the periphery."
"Of course, if you lack certain parts and don't have the money to buy new ones, you can come here to go around. If you are lucky, you can buy parts that are intact and very cheap."
Gu Qi nodded and roughly understood the so-called exchange, which is like a waste recycling bin. Although you can buy things, except those who have special needs and want to get cheap, most people are afraid that they won’t buy anything here.
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"Where is the white brand exchange?" Gu Qi asked.
"The things recycled on the white exchange are much better, such as pots, pans, wooden tables, wooden beds, etc. that you don't use at home, you can exchange them here or buy them. The table and bed in my basement are all in the room.
I bought it on a white exchange, and it cost me more than 30,000 yuan at that time.”
As he said that, Jabbar curled his lips, apparently the price he bought at that time was not low for him.
Hearing this, Gu Qi probably understood what the so-called exchange in Kanji City is doing.
It is nothing more than a second-hand recycling trading market divided into three levels.
Following Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's words, Gu Qi said, "Are the yellow-brand exchanges used to trade some more expensive things? For example, gold, gasoline, medicine, etc."
Jabbar gave Gu Qi a thumbs up and said, "That's right! Gaw, you're so smart! The yellow brand exchange is used to recycle those very expensive items."
As he said that, Jabbar suddenly lowered his voice, "However, the yellow-branded exchange civilians are not allowed to operate, only a few big names and city managers here can open it."
Gu Qi nodded in a clear way.
This situation is not surprising. High-end materials like this are definitely controlled by large gangs and urban senior management, because only in this way can they ensure that all their interests are in their own hands.