There were leafy greens on the list, but they didn't want any of them.

Instead, they asked for pumpkin, winter melon, sweet potato, potato and taro, and also a lot of fresh corn.

These are easy to transport and don't spoil easily, so they can be kept for a long time and eaten slowly.

These people really came here for food. She had so many general merchandise, and a warehouse full of pots, pans, and utensils, but no one wanted any of them.

Come to think of it, if you can’t even fill your stomach, who cares about these things?

Jiang Baige went into the space again and again to replenish the goods, and then took them all out and stacked them against the wall.

It was easy to take out, and she arranged them neatly in rows, so you could see at a glance what was in them.

She filled the whole room with today's goods.

After finishing all this, Jiang Baige wiped the sweat off his face and straightened up.

He sighed, "Working alone is really exhausting."

Thinking that she could use these old items like grain and antiques, she took out paper and pen.

I left a message for Master Yang Wu, telling him that if he had any suitable antiques, furniture, ancient paintings, etc., he could give them to her and exchange them for food.

After leaving these few words and seeing that everything was almost done, she locked the door of the west room.

He locked the door again and then left West Street to find a guesthouse.

There were no entertainment activities at this time. Once night fell, there was no one on the street. The street was so empty that even ghosts could kill people.

At this time, the security team was very strict. If you were walking on the street late at night, no matter who you were, you would be arrested and severely interrogated.

When Jiang Baige was sending a letter at noon, she seemed to have seen that there was a guesthouse next to the post office, so she went straight to the guesthouse.