Chapter 66 The Generous Yuzu Fragrance

"Yueyue, here, here!"

Yu Xiang led Qiao Yue to a small stall.

This stall is quite special.

Most of the stalls on other people's stalls are filled with food to fill their stomachs or items useful for survival in the apocalypse, but in front of Shen Jia, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, are all kinds of jewelry that no one would want in the eyes of others.

The stall owner next door was a kind-hearted uncle. Seeing the impractical items on Shen Jia's stall, he couldn't help but kindly remind him, "Young man, no one will want these things. Everyone is busy making a living these days, who has time to care about these things?"

The slender Shen Jia lowered her head, her voice tinged with helplessness.

"These are all I could find after leaving the base. I know they're not very useful, but I really have no other choice."

The stall owner next door sighed helplessly, shook his head, and said nothing more.

When young Shen Jia saw Youxiang and Qiao Yue coming over, his eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately greeted them warmly.

"Ladies, look at these! They're all real. They used to be very valuable. Just give me two packs—no, one pack of instant noodles—and I'll give you all of these."

Yu Xiang squatted in front of the stall, staring intently at the jewelry like a little money-grubber.

She picked up a necklace, held it up against her neck, and then tilted her head to ask Qiao Yue, "Yueyue, does this look good?"

Qiao Yue smiled slightly. "It looks good. You'll look especially beautiful wearing it."

Yu Xiang smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into slits. She looked at the other items on the stall carefully and nodded in satisfaction.

"The food at this stall is pretty good."

She looked up at Shen Jia, "You mean you'd take the whole pack of instant noodles, right?"

Yes, just one pack.

Shen Jia nodded immediately, a hint of nervousness in his eyes, afraid that Youxiang would change her mind.

Yu Xiang pretended to take two packs of instant noodles out of her little yellow duck bag (actually a game storage bag) and handed them to Shen Jia, saying, "Here are two packs for you."

She saw that the boy was kind and didn't lack food, so she was happy to give him more.

Shen Jia swallowed hard. Although she really wanted the two packs of instant noodles, she stuck to her promise. "One pack is enough. I can't take more."

Upon hearing this, Youxiang frowned and said, "Are you stupid? You're not happy about giving me more. I really like your things, so consider the extra bag a gift from me."

In the market, many stalls had their goods arranged in a very messy manner, and some items even had dried bloodstains on them.

But Shen Jia's stall was different. The items on the stall were arranged neatly and orderly, with each type of item having its fixed place, making it look very organized.

There isn't a single piece of jewelry here that's ugly; each one is exquisitely designed and has a unique appearance.

Moreover, the surface of each item was wiped clean, without a trace of dirt, showing that the stall owner had taken meticulous care of them.

This made Yu Xiang like it at first sight.

Qiao Yue urged from the side, "Just accept it when I tell you to, what are you dawdling about?"

Shen Jia gratefully accepted the two packets of instant noodles from Youxiang's hand. "Thank you."

Then he carefully packed up the things on the ground and handed them to Yuka.

Yu Xiang accepted it with a smile, her heart filled with joy.

She loves these beautiful pieces of jewelry.

People around reacted in various ways when they saw this.

Some people couldn't help but frown and mutter under their breath that Yuxiang was being inconsiderate, changing things at a time like this and wasting resources.

Some clever people, however, saw a business opportunity and immediately led Youxiang to their stall, saying with a beaming smile, "Little girl, look, I have these jewelry pieces too, and gold as well! Do you want some?"

For a time, Yuxiang became the object of competition among all the stall owners, who all hoped to sell their goods to this generous young girl.

I don't know which stall owner was clever, but they discovered that as long as you say a few nice things about Yuka, praising her for being pretty, cute, and having good taste, Yuka will usually buy things from their stall.

So everyone followed suit, and all sorts of praises rang out, making Yu Xiang dizzy with admiration, and she happily picked out the things she liked.

Chen Yunfei and Qiao Yan, who arrived late, saw Youxiang surrounded by a group of people, layer upon layer.

Qiao Yue stood to the side and said, "Stop pushing, make way for me!"

Chen Yunfei and Qiao Yan hurried forward. Qiao Yue saw them and exclaimed, "You've finally arrived!"

After learning what had happened from Qiao Yue, Qiao Yan squeezed through the crowd and pulled Youxiang away.

Yu Xiang, who was being dragged away, had a big question mark above her head. "Yan Yan, I haven't finished shopping yet! There was a pretty hair clip there."

Qiao Yan ignored Youxiang and pulled her towards the exit of the trading market.

Seeing this, Chen Yunfei and Qiao Yue quickly followed behind.

Before long, they arrived at a deserted alley.

Qiao Yan then released her grip on Youxiang's hand, which she had been holding tightly.

Yu Xiang rubbed her wrist, which was a little red from being pinched, and said pitifully, "Yan Yan, you hurt me."

Qiao Yan looked at Youxiang's red wrist, a hint of regret flashing in her eyes, "I'm sorry."

Yu Xiang smiled brightly, "I don't blame Yan Yan, it's just that I haven't finished shopping yet! Why did Yan Yan pull me away?"

Qiao Yan looked at You Xiang and sighed helplessly, "Little You, be more discreet when you buy things, don't buy everything."

Yuka tilted her head, her eyes full of confusion. "Why? Those things are all so pretty, and everyone praises my good taste!"

The little boy looked quite pleased with himself.

Qiao Yan was about to patiently explain that this would cause trouble when a rough and fierce voice suddenly rang out in the alley.

"Hand over what you have!"

Qiao Yan's eyes sharpened, and she quickly turned around.

Five burly men blocked the alley's exit. Each of them was imposing, with a face full of scars, and their eyes revealed greed and ferocity.

As the only boy present, Chen Yunfei rushed forward without hesitation and stood in front of everyone.

What do you want to do?

The leader of the group gave a malicious smile. "We don't want to use force. Just hand over the food you have on you, or don't blame us for being impolite."

Upon hearing this, Youxiang clutched her little yellow duck bag tightly to her chest. "Don't even think about it! I won't give it to you."

Qiao Yan said calmly, "Fighting is forbidden in the base. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the base for doing this?"

The leader grinned dismissively, "We haven't made a move. You're just discussing things. Surely you wouldn't be so tactless as to be unreasonable!"

Qiao Yue: "We're not going to be so tactless!"