It can reduce inflammation, fight bacteria, stop coughing, relieve phlegm, and relieve asthma. It can also lower blood lipids, lower cholesterol, protect eyesight, soften blood vessels, and prevent cerebral thrombosis.

In the apocalypse, medicine is extremely scarce, and being able to cure illnesses while eating is an unimaginable blessing.

After buying the grain, they drove the truck directly out of the city.

Feeling guilty, she didn't want to stay in Qinzhou for even a second longer.

Once they reached a deserted area, they swapped out the Tank 500 and headed west.

The mountain road was difficult to travel, and it was already past midnight when we finally entered the territory of Longzhou.

Exhausted, I stopped at a highway service area, spread out my bedding, and fell asleep immediately without even washing up.

I was woken up by the noise of passing trucks in the morning.

When Zuo Ling went to the restroom in the service area to brush her teeth and wash her face, the cold water hitting her face jolted her awake.

The weather is getting colder, and the fifth day of the Lunar New Year is getting closer. She doesn't have much time left.

After washing up, as I was walking back with the basin, someone suddenly approached.

Lost in thought, Zuo Ling didn't look up and stepped aside.

A lean man approached Zuo Ling and asked, "Big sister, would you like some oil?"

"ah?"

Zuo Ling was still thinking and hadn't reacted yet.

The lean man asked with a smile:

"Are you heading to New Jersey? It's a vast, sparsely populated area, and you might not be able to find gas on the way. You could buy two cans of gas here to take with you, just in case you run out of gas and get anxious."

He's a businessman who's always stationed at highway service areas. He knows exactly who comes in and what vehicles come in.

Seeing that Zuo Ling was driving a Tank 500 with out-of-town license plates, they assumed he was traveling to New South Wales.

"Can you sell oil? How much can you sell for? At what price?"

Oil is a controlled substance, and the fact that the lean man dared to openly stop people to sell oil meant he had some connections, which piqued Zuo Ling's interest.

The lean man's eyes flickered slightly: "How much does the eldest sister want?"

He thought to himself, "I was blind. Judging from her tone, the young girl is actually a potential big client."

Zuo Ling countered, "How many can you sell?"

She lived the life of a law-abiding citizen and viewed others with the same mindset.

He thought to himself, even if he dared to sell, the amount would be limited.

Unexpectedly, the lean man spoke with great arrogance: "How much do you want, big sister? We have as much as you need."

Zuo Ling was surprised: "Oil is a controlled substance, how dare you sell it in large quantities to private individuals?"

The lean man looked at her as if she were an innocent, naive flower.

“Sister, we also need to make a living. Besides, we have all the necessary paperwork. The delivery slip doesn’t have a personal name on it, it’s the company name. Even if they find out, what can they do? Most people mind their own business and don’t care about other people’s problems.”

Add the organization name! This is a classic case of "the higher-ups have policies, the lower-downs have countermeasures"—a one-stop service!

"And the price?"

"Sister, you're coming from the Kyoto direction, right? The price is 10% of the Kyoto price, no middleman fees."

Lowering her eyelids, Zuo Ling concealed the emotions in her eyes.

The skinny guy was cunning; he only said that because he saw her license plate.

However, a 10% discount, with no intermediary fees, is indeed very attractive.

With Kyoto adding a 10% intermediary fee, the difference between the two sides is 20%, which inevitably tempted Zuo Ling.

Still not reassured:

"Is the oil okay? I don't want to buy inferior products just to save money."

The lean man smiled even more amiably:

"You probably don't know much about Longzhou. Longzhou is insignificant in China, but we have two major oil fields and oil-producing areas. Without adding transportation costs, it's naturally cheaper than Kyoto."

I see!

Zuo Ling was still hesitant; she didn't dare to buy without a sure thing.

Sensing Zuo Ling's hesitation, the lean man revealed his trump card:

"Ma'am, if you have a large order, you can pick it up directly from the oil mill. We'll issue you an invoice. You can pay when you receive the goods and pass through the checkpoint."

He paused for a moment, then said:

"It's like we're paying for it upfront, and you pay us back once you receive the goods."

"That's one way, then it's much safer," Zuo Ling immediately felt relieved.

He said, "500,000 each for gasoline and diesel. Half of the gasoline will be 92# and half 95#. The other half will be 5#, 0#, and -35# diesel, evenly distributed."

She drove a very ordinary car. In the apocalypse, the more low-key the better, so there was no need to buy expensive fuel.

The skinny man's eyes lit up. Wow, I didn't realize he was such a chubby little lamb!

"Big sister, you're not kidding, are you?"

"Are you kidding me? I don't have time for jokes. Just tell me if you can do it or not. If you can't, forget it."

Zuo Ling feigned a dark expression, turned around, and left.