Song Zhi was originally a powerful figure dominating the apocalypse, slicing zombies like vegetables and building dozens of bases. However, on the very day the apocalypse ended, she transmigrated t...
"What are you looking at? If you want to buy something, go ahead and take a look. The price is marked below each item. We are honest and trustworthy, and we don't sell on credit."
Song Zhi's words brought Si Qing back to his senses.
He felt shy as if he had been caught, and the tips of his ears were slightly flushed.
Then he nodded slightly and said.
"Oh, okay...okay."
Si Qing came to the supermarket shelves. He was not in a hurry to buy anything. Instead, he walked around the supermarket first and wrote down the things sold in the supermarket.
Then he looked at the price of the goods.
Si Qing was shocked again.
It’s surprisingly so cheap, hundreds of times cheaper than the supermarket in the base.
His immediate thought was to pack up everything in the supermarket, but then he thought of what happened yesterday and felt embarrassed.
They had a conflict just yesterday and there is no proper solution yet.
Now that he wants to trade with Boss Song, the price will probably increase several times.
Si Qing thought for a moment and slowly came to Song Zhi.
"Well, we had a disagreement yesterday. Are you going to increase the price several times?"
After all, you asked for 50 million yesterday, so you must be very money-loving.
"Hmm?" Song Zhi looked up and glanced at him a few times.
Suddenly, a crisp laughter came to Si Qing's ears.
"Haha, I didn't expect there are still people as simple as you in the apocalypse. It's really rare."
Song Zhi laughed out loud without any concealment, and waved at him as he spoke.
"No need. The price is exactly what the label on the shelf says. It would be too much trouble to sell it to you at double the price."