Chapter 130 Dry Lake

The caravan sent by the Ning Chamber of Commerce to the dry lake, Zhang Jianyang stayed on the cargo compartment and looked at Lie Yue above his head.

Shacheng to Dry Lake can be said to be the busiest commercial road in the whole Shacheng. There are at least a dozen caravans coming and going every day, and sometimes even as many as 20 or 30. Due to the large number of exchanges, the caravans usually wait for more caravans at the transit station, and then form a team to set out.

This has also caused a vast caravan that stretches for several kilometers on the business road.

The road from Shacheng to the dry lake is not easy to walk. Over the past hundred years, countless caravans have set foot here, which has long made it in disrepair and potholes.

On this kind of road surface, the most suitable role is the bull, dragging the long cargo compartment and moving forward up and downs.

The shouts between the caravans rang to each other, and the trainers controlled the bulls, pulled only a small amount of goods, and went in the direction of the dry lake. Shacheng is a desolate place and has nothing to produce. It has no value except for a large amount of ore and a small amount of crude oil. This also led to the transportation of caravans, most of which are mainly ores and metals.

Fortunately, with the development of the Tamu Basin, a large amount of refined salt appeared on Shacheng, making Shacheng a transit city for refined salt.

A large amount of refined salt will be transported from the Tamu Basin to Shacheng, and then from Shacheng to the Dry Lake City. After that, part will be consumed by the Dry Lake City, and the remaining part will be sold to other cities. It can be said that the dry lake is the last stop of refined salt, which will spread to more cities.

On the road from Shacheng to the dry lake, in addition to sand, it is also sand. Occasionally, it will encounter one or two oases. The caravans usually take a break before going on the road.

At noon, some weeds gradually appeared on the sand dunes, no longer endless yellow.

Zhang Jianyang knew that this should be to enter the boundary of the dry lake.

The people in the caravan are not surprised. They have taken this road dozens or hundreds of times, and they have been familiar with it for a long time.

More than an hour later, I finally couldn't see the shadow of yellow sand, which was replaced by pieces of green. Zhang Jianyang looked up. The terrain here is flat and full of green grass. Every few hundred meters, there will be rows of thick poplar trees. Most of these poplar trees are more than a hundred years old and were planted before the nuclear war. Now they are guarding this land from wind and sand.

Crossing these dozens of kilometers of poplar trees, followed by undulating mountains.

These mountains are not high, and can only be described as small hills. There are dense forests, which makes people who are used to the scene of the sand city always pleasing to the eyes.

The small hills are not large, and it seems to be a wall separated from the desert.

Crossing the small hills, it is a plain that can't be seen at a glance. At this time, it is replaced by endless gold, not a desert, but a piece of crops entering the harvest period.

This is the endless wheat field, which belongs to the dry lake city.

The caravan moves forward in the middle of this infinite crop, a straight road, and there is no end, as if it is connected to the sky. In fact, when you get here, there is still a long way to go to the dry lake market. The dry lake city, which is famous for its grain production, is just in the middle of this plain. The grain it produces is supplied to more than 12 cities, with nearly 10 million people. It is the most important city in the whole northwest.

In reality, Zhang Jianyang went to the dry lake for the first time, and he went to the fantasy several times.

In Zhang Jianyang's impression, Dry Lake City is the calmest city in the whole northwest, with a population of more than 2 million, and there is almost no history of being attacked by mutant beasts. Not only that, it is also the economic and political center of the whole northwest and the provincial capital of the northwest.

Different from the population concentration in the sand city, there are many small towns and villages scattered here, and the population is extremely scattered.

The reason why the dry lake city is so safe is mainly related to its geographical location. It is surrounded by urban protection, and it is located in the plains. Animals can hardly be seen before the nuclear war. Naturally, there are no mutant beasts. Moreover, Drought Lake City is also the least affected by the nuclear war. The people living here are all residents who have been inherited from Draught Lake City.

The caravans on the highway have made people working in the crops get used to it for a long time.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, a high-rise building in the dry lake city finally appeared. Standing up on the cargo compartment, Zhang Jianyang looked up. On the edge of the golden cropland were dozens of floors of residential buildings. The glass reflected a touch of light in the afternoon sun.

"Team Zhang, this is the dry lake city." Zhou Hai, the leader, introduced that he thought Zhang Jianyang was the first time to go to the Dry Lake City.

Zhang Jianyang nodded with a smile and said, "This is too different from our sand city."

Zhou Hai said, "Yes, why don't people always say that this is heaven and describe Sand City as hell?"

The caravan finally entered the dry lake market and then stopped in the suburbs. Here, all the caravans in Shacheng are stationed here, and the station of the Ningshi Chamber of Commerce is in the middle of this station.

Zhang Jianyang jumped down from the cargo compartment with his bag and looked around. The residence of the Chamber of Commerce was no different from that of some factories. I heard that it was transformed back from a factory before. The current industry has long entered a period of pause, and the factory has been transformed into a warehouse. The grain purchased from the Dry Lake City is stored here. When the caravan gets here, it will unload the goods, then load the grain, and return to Shacheng the next morning.

The captain of the caravan this time is Zhou Hai, an experienced veteran. I don't know how many times he has walked this road.

After simply handing over the affairs of the caravan, Zhou Hai ran over and said, "Team Zhang, do you want me to call a car for you?"

Zhang Jianyang handed him a cigarette with a smile and said, "Captain Zhou, go ahead. How dare you trouble you?" Zhang Jianyang has resigned from the Ning Chamber of Commerce. This trip is just a ride to the dry lake. However, who doesn't know the legend of Zhang Jianyang in the Ning Chamber of Commerce? Even if he resigned, others still called him Team Zhang.

Zhou Hai was not reluctant. The caravan had just arrived, and he had a lot of things to do. He said, "Well, Team Zhang, take care."

Out of the residence of the Ning's Chamber of Commerce with a cigarette in its in its tuff. Outside is a wide main road. Both rows of forests have a hundred years of history, and each tree is thick and tall.

Compared with the few vehicles in Shacheng, there are much more vehicles in the dry lake. Zhang Jianyang stood on the edge of this main road. In just a minute or two, more than a dozen cars roared by. However, most of these cars are mainly trucks, which transport food into the residences of major chambers of commerce. This is the harvest period and the busiest period of the chambers of commerce.

At such a stop as Zhang Jianyang, a yellow van soon appeared in front of Zhang Jianyang. A young man poked his head out: "Big brother, do you want to enter the city?"

Zhang Jianyang's dress is very ordinary. He carried a luggage bag and smoked a cigarette. At a glance, he knew that he was a migrant worker who came to the dry lake to pay for money.

Due to the lack of crude oil, many agricultural machinery has long been used and adopted the method of manual harvesting. Every year when the crops are ripe, the dry lake needs a lot of workers to harvest. At this time, the tide period in the dry lake is coming, and many unemployed people in the surrounding cities will flock here to look for a half-month job.

Obviously, in the eyes of this young man, Zhang Jianyang is very in line with the image of a temporary worker.

This is outside the suburbs. It is indeed a distance to walk into the urban area of the dry lake city. Zhang Jianyang looked around. There are a lot of small noodles here. Many members of the Chamber of Commerce will not stay in the station, but will take this opportunity to relax in the city and return here in the early morning.

Zhang Jianyang nodded and then got into the minivan.

The young man smiled and turned his head, and the van quickly went to the city.

"Big brother came to the dry lake for the first time?" The young man seemed to have a lot of words. He kept looking at Zhang Jianyang from the rearview mirror.

Zhang Jianyang smiled and said, "It's the first time I've seen so many crops and so many high-rise buildings from Shacheng."

"That's right. Sand City can't be compared with our dry lake city." The young man seemed to be a little proud. The van drove fast and turned around the streets, which was dazzling.

Soon, the minivan stopped in the city center.

Compared with the sand city, the city center of the dry lake is quite prosperous. Just like the first-tier metropolis, standing here, people can't imagine that the city has experienced a nuclear war and can be preserved so completely. In the center of Shacheng, there are few pedestrian streets, and there are a surge of people here.

After getting out of the car and paying the car, the young man handed Zhang Jianyang a business card: "Big brother, call me in the future."

Zhang Jianyang took it, looked at it a few times, and then received it in his pocket and said, "No problem. If you want a car in the future, I will call you."

The young man drove the car away again and soon disappeared.

Now it's time to get off work, and the streets begin to be lively. A large number of motorcycles, electric vehicles and bicycles are crowded with the streets. In the face of such scenes, cars can only slow down and keep honking their horns. For a moment, the hustle and bustle of the whole city swept away the previous silence, which made people feel normal.

There are not many hotels in the city center, only a few.

Zhang Jianyang was not picky. He chose a good-looking one, opened the room and put down his luggage.

In fact, the dry lake is just a transit station for Zhang Jianyang. I will stay for the first night and leave early tomorrow morning.

(To be continued)