Jabbar looked back at Gu Qi with a puzzled expression.
"Exchange something for money?"
Apparently he didn't quite understand what it meant.
Gu Qi changed it to a more straightforward statement, "For example, if you picked up a piece of gold on the road, where would you go to exchange the gold for money?"
When Gu Qi said this, Jabal suddenly showed a look of surprise, "You're talking about the exchange, right?"
Gu Qi didn't know what kind of existence the exchange mentioned by Jabbar was, so she nodded and said, "It's almost like what I said."
Jabbar nodded and said, "That's right, it's an exchange. We have many exchanges in Kanji City. Depending on the color of the store brand, the things that can be traded are also different, including black, white and yellow."
"The exchanges with black brands are the most popular, right, just like that one."
Looking in the direction of Jabbar's finger, I saw a black wooden sign hanging next to an earthen shed on the roadside with "Ruha Exchange" written in local script.
At the entrance of this exchange, there were a lot of messy things piled up, including broken wooden beams, abandoned bicycles, and many tire fragments thrown into a box. It looked like a scrap recycling bin.
Jabbar pointed to the exchange with a black sign and said, "These exchanges with black signs usually recycle some bottles, cans and discarded materials. These exchanges are everywhere, and they give
The price is also the lowest, but this is where people from the outer slums come most often."
"Of course, if you are missing some parts and don't have money to buy new ones, you can come here and wander 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 similar to a scrap recycling station. Although you can also buy things, except for those who have special needs and want to find bargains, most people will not buy anything here.
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"What about the white brand exchange?" Gu Qi asked.
"The things recycled on the White Exchange are much better. For example, pots and pans that are not used at home, wooden tables, wooden beds, etc. can be exchanged for money or purchased here. The table and bed in my basement are there.
I bought it at the White Exchange and it cost me more than 30,000 yuan."
As he said this, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar curled his lips. Obviously, the price he purchased at that time was not low for him.
After hearing this, Gu Qi probably understood what the so-called exchange in Kanji City was for.
It is nothing more than a second-hand recycling trading market divided into three levels.
Following Jabbar's words, Gu Qi said, "Are the yellow-branded exchanges used to trade more valuable things? Such as gold, gasoline, medicines, etc.?"
Jabbar gave Gu Qi a thumbs up and said, "That's right! Gawu, you are so smart! The yellow brand exchange recycles those very expensive items."
As he spoke, Jabbar suddenly lowered his voice and said, "However, civilians are not allowed to operate the yellow-brand exchange. Only a few big shots here and city managers can open it."
Gu Qi nodded clearly.
This situation is not unexpected. High-end materials like this are definitely controlled by big gangs and city high-level officials, because only in this way can they ensure that all the interests are in their own hands.