Delt Town, Arizona's Oasis of Miracle.

Of course, this is just a title given to itself by the locals. The town has little fame and few people pay attention to it, so no one cares about it if it has a title.

Just like Humphreys, they claim to be the birthplace of American country music, but no one believes this.

However, the emergence of Delt Town is indeed a small miracle, because it was built on a wasteland.

Arizona has many deserts and wastelands. Although the area is large, many lands cannot support people at all. They lack water and nutrition. No other plants except cactus can survive.

Delt was once such a wasteland. Later, during a crustal movement, a groundwater vein migrated to form the Delt River.

With rivers and water, there is the possibility of life survival.

Later, some cowboys came to grab cattle and sheep. Gradually, some people saw that the pasture lacked grass, so they gradually had a farm.

Delt and Holbrook are very similar, with shortage of resources and fierce competition between agriculture and animal husbandry.

But this place has not become a place of vendetta, because at first the local farms served the ranch, and some farms were even run by the relatives of the rancher.

To this day, Delt is still very peaceful, maybe there is not much resources and everyone has no money, but it is comfortable and leisurely here.

Turis and others came to the town together, and trucks lined up along the road. After passing through a red rock, the town appeared in their sight.

"Maybe we can get some outdoor supplies this time, look, many outdoor travel enthusiasts are here." Carl, the bearded man, said to his partner Dickens.

Dickens asked strangely: "When did this attract outdoor travelers?"

Carl's bearded man raised his head and said, "God only knew the answer. These guys are crazy. If you have free time, do you want to have a good rest. What kind of outdoor travel are you going to do?"

They were chatting, and someone waved on the way, Dickens stopped the car and asked, "What are you doing?"

A young man in a jeans smiled and said, "Man, can you take me for a ride? My car broke down and I have to go back to get the tools to repair it."

This kind of thing is very common on highways in the United States. With more cars, more people break down.

Dickens opened the car door and said, "Come up!"

"Thank you," said the young man in jeans, "What are you here for so many trucks? I have lived in Delt for twenty-five years and saw so many trucks driving in for the first time."

The bearded Carl said: "We're here to attend the warehouse auction. You have a warehouse company here to hold an auction. We want to see if we can get some good things."

The young man asked in surprise: "Is the warehouse auction? Is it the Prague warehouse company going to hold an auction? What can be there? There is only worthless waste, right?"

Dickens winked at him and said, "We are treasure pickers, and we are best at finding good things from worthless waste."

The young man shrugged, "Is that so much? As far as I know, the Prague warehouse company is about to go bankrupt. I remember that no one has rented it for a while, and I didn't expect there is anything inside."

They chatted, and the bearded man and Dickens learned about the town information from the youth to help themselves better dig out valuable goods at tomorrow's auction.

When we arrived at the town, the truck stopped in front of a grocery store, the young man jumped out of the driveway: "I'm here, I wish you all good things in Delt."

A middle-aged man walked out of the grocery store and asked, "Torry, who is this?"

The young man introduced: "They are treasure pickers and come to participate in the warehouse auction."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Oh, that's it. It's really lively recently. Two nights ago, I saw a truck driving into the town and thought someone was here to buy something."

"They are not buying, but delivering goods." The grocery store owner said leisurely at the door, "I don't understand these people. I'm still from Californians the other day."

The bearded Carl and Dickens looked at each other, and the latter asked, "California?"

"Yes, a few California guys, although they told me that they were Tucsonians, am I deaf? Can't I hear their California sissy?" the boss said disdainfully.

Dickens bought two cokes and said, "Is there a guy holding a dog?"

"Yes, two Rottweilers, I didn't expect those sissies to have such good dogs."

The bearded Carl took a deep breath and said, "Damn it, it's Bohr and York!"

Staying in Delt, in the afternoon, they drove to the Prague Warehouse Company, the only warehouse company in the town.

As the young man said, this warehouse company looks like it is about to go bankrupt, the warehouse has been disrepaired, and some warehouses still have grass on it, and the warehouse doors are old-fashioned double-open iron doors with rust on it.

But the warehouse was cleaned up and someone was packing things into the warehouse. Dickens walked over and asked, "Hey, man, is this your warehouse?"

The man said in a local accent, "Of course, what's wrong with the place I use to store tools?"

"Oh, it's okay."

Dickens and Bearded Carl learned from Li Du and checked in advance, but they couldn't get anything out of it. It was just that the Mavericks learned from the Mavericks.

The warehouse company is not large in size, only thirty or forty.

Dickens quickly walked around inside and smiled, "This must be the smallest warehouse company I have ever seen."

The bearded Carl said: "Just have good goods. I just got the news that there might be a small tractor in it, get it!"

Dickens immediately became interested: "Tractor? Very good!"

Some warehouse iron gates were broken. Seeing that there was no one around, they used the self-defense dagger they carried with them to dig a hole and shine it in with a flashlight.

The light illuminated the darkness, and then Dickens's eyes lit up and said, "Let's see, what's that?"

The bearded Carl was about to come over when a security guard came out and shouted, "What are you doing?"

If it was just a normal viewing, the warehouse company would not care about it, but they used daggers to open their doors, which was illegal.

The two of them said nothing and quickly lowered their heads and ran away.

While driving away, Carl, the bearded man, asked Dickens, "Man, what did you see?"

"Some cowhide and polished cow skulls and Made are all good things. It seems that Delt is not as barren as the legends outside!" Dickens said excitedly.

These things cannot be picked up, and the cowhide is placed more obviously, so they passed the message when they went back.

The reason for doing this is to gain a higher status. In addition to being able to make money, the status of treasure pickers can also be maintained through information channels.

The warehousing and auction industry is very popular. Whoever has more information channels will have higher status and more popular.
Chapter completed!