Chapter 1023 Inventory

"Damn it, why is there so much cooking oil here?"

When Qin Ming reported the discovery, everyone in the advance team was extremely shocked. This is not one barrel of two barrels, but at least two hundred and forty barrels. These oil barrels were piled up in a complex of buildings near Palace Square, and some were even loaded on delivery trucks and never unloaded.

Palm oil is the world's largest edible oil both in terms of output and consumption. Ordinary Chinese may be unfamiliar with it, but it is actually widely used in the food industry. More than 30 tons of palm oil is a huge fortune in the last days.

You must know that Zhou Qingfeng tossed out the 'Supreme' instant noodles that are heavy in oil and salt in order to provide enough oil for the legion members to ensure that everyone can work normally in society, and the more than 30 tons of palm oil is considered an important oil supply at the moment.

Regarding Qin Weidong's puzzlement and doubts, the rescued Mr. Fuller gave a guess with a wry smile, "Luanda is the largest city and important port in Angola, and there is a lot of cargo transportation. This batch of palm oil may be from when the disaster happened. Just got robbed.

In the past year, the city of Luanda, which originally had a population of nearly 10 million, suffered a catastrophe. A large number of people died and dispersed, and the tragedy can be seen from the skeletons everywhere in the city. Now there are tens of thousands of people barely surviving in such a huge city, and many things have been completely forgotten by people.

These palm oils may have changed many owners, and the higher-ups have no worries about eating and drinking, so naturally they have no motivation to search these littered stocks. The lower ranks were forbidden to touch and enter the warehouse area where the loot was stored, and naturally no one found them.

For the thugs entrenched in the city, their life is looting, killing, killing, and cleaning up inventory is not what they have to consider. It's not that I want to mock the natives here, they don't have this skill at all. "

For this guess, the advance team agreed. After all, based on what they have seen so far, too many people have indeed died in Luanda. But it's exciting to look at the housing estate mixed with garbage and treasure now-there should be other good things in this unremarkable place.

"That means we can find more supplies?" Qin Weidong asked.

Mr. Fuller nodded. "Theoretically, there are more things waiting for us to discover."

Qin Weidong continued to ask: "What we grabbed was only the territory of a certain mob in the city, right? There are more than 20 other forces, and there should be more similar forgotten treasures, right?"

Mr. Fuller was stunned, but still nodded, "That's right in theory. But you don't have enough team members, it's impossible to rummage all the sites in the city, and it's even more impossible to be hostile to all forces.

And I must also remind you that although you are nice to those black slaves, they are not necessarily grateful. The Negroes here are either extremely simple or extremely cunning. I've met a lot of black liars who can be extremely deferential and then turn around and sell you out. "

This is true, the Aurora Legion encountered a similar problem in Havana. Your Excellency the Legion Commander was once furious about this, and one of the reasons for the rectification movement was to deal with those lazy blacks and Latin Americans.

However, considering that there will be large-scale African expedition personnel coming in the future, Qin Weidong feels that it is still necessary to clean up the currently controlled areas. He ordered: "Organize special personnel to clean up this area, and at the same time block the news, and the slaves in charge of cleaning are not allowed to leave."

The specialized personnel were naturally Qin Ming and Fuller, each of whom brought twenty slaves to work. For safety reasons, all slaves were shackled, and if any escaped, they were shot immediately.

The work of cleaning up inventory continued, which was tiring but also very satisfying. The thugs occupying the palace square threw a lot of things towards the place where they hoarded and looted items. Qin Ming even found shriveled fruits and vegetables, and even corpses from the messy piles.

Angola's economy is dominated by agriculture. This piece of land of more than one million square kilometers can fully support a powerful country.

It's a pity that most of the people here are poor. There is a lot of cargo being shipped to Luanda for export, and a lot of it is currently sitting in piles of rubbish.

"It's completely 'dark under the lights'." Qin Ming was overjoyed and surprised at the same time. He actually found a few more container trucks among a pile of building ruins.

"The thugs here think about going out to grab things all day long, but they never think that good things are around them." The container on the car was never opened after being robbed. Suo, what is stored inside is...

Big sacks of Angora coffee beans.

Coffee is very expensive now, an absolute luxury. Only the upper class can enjoy it. In the last days, the status among people has been enlarged. When the bottom people are starved of food, the high-ranking people are squandering to their heart's content.

People with status will even intensify their pursuit of items that show their status, and the habit of drinking coffee among Westerners will not be easily lost. Whether enjoyed within the Legion or for export, this batch of coffee is of great value.

"The climate and soil in Angola are suitable for the growth of coffee, and the export volume is very large." Mr. Fuller appeared at the right time. He picked up a bag and opened it, grabbed a handful of coffee beans, and exclaimed: "This is Robusta coffee, of high quality. Top notch. Even before the Cataclysm, it was a hot item in the international market."

"There are five standard containers here." Qin Ming held a crowbar in his hand as a baton, and shouted to the slaves behind him, "Open them all."

All five containers were full of coffee, and Mr. Fuller wrote down the approximate quantity and storage location of this batch of coffee in his small notebook, and then ordered the continued sealing.

"Hey... boy, why do the houses and containers I open are all worthless things, but you can always find these valuable goods?" Mr. Fuller was rather depressed. He had just found a house full of worthless sprouted and rotting potatoes.

"I'm young, so I'm lucky. Hahaha...!" Qin Ming became more and more excited. This kind of treasure hunt in the garbage dump is so interesting. At this explanation, Mr. Fuller could only scratch his head and sigh.

More and more things were found next, and Mr. Fuller finally gained something. He found cane sugar and sacks of corn. The sucrose was still relatively well preserved, but some of the corn had germinated, and it was finally decided to throw it to the slaves to improve their food.

In addition, when clearing a mountain of garbage, Qin Ming found a lot of small commodities. Slippers, clothes and hats, toothpaste and toothbrush, household items such as pots and pans, and even shampoo and baby products.

"These things were undoubtedly snatched from the supermarket." Mr. Fuller found a can of baby milk powder and sighed again. "Generally, the supermarkets in Luanda are Chinese. Their fate may not be very good."

Slaves are responsible for selecting usable items and storing them again, and there are also a large number of moldy goods that can only be discarded as garbage. Qin Ming picked up a photo from the trash—the background of the photo was the word “Fu” hanging upside down at the door of the house, and a Chinese family of three was laughing happily in front of the house.

There is also a small black bloody handprint on the photo, maybe..., left by the child.