"The idea of opening a small supermarket to collect gold is indeed feasible."
"The gold jewelry that ordinary survivors have isn't exquisitely crafted. The wealthy consider it vulgar and unattractive, so they won't buy it. The security office uses points as currency, so everyone's gold is just gathering dust at home. Now that they can exchange it for supplies, they must be very happy."
Wang Quezi couldn't help but complain: "I used to exchange jewelry for gold bars from rich people, thinking of using them as burial objects for you, but in the end all they sent was food and other supplies."
"After asking around, I found out that the gold bars they hold are their treasure chests, kept for emergencies, and they would never trade with ordinary people."
"The wealthy don't trade on exchanges. I have no evidence, and I can't do anything about it. I can only swallow this loss."
Jiang Fei automatically ignored the words "funerary objects" and was a little disappointed.
She also wanted to exchange the jewelry for gold after opening the store, but she's afraid that won't work.
"By the way, boss, you sell daily necessities, do you have that kind of thing?" Wang Quezi hinted with a wink.
Seeing that Jiang Fei didn't understand, Wang Quezi said politely, "To prevent excessive births."
Jiang Fei suddenly realized: "I have it. If you want, I can give you a few boxes."
She took a lot of it from the Zhenhu Gang.
As he said that, Jiang Fei gave Wang Quezi three boxes under the cover of his coat pocket.
Wang Quezi was dumbfounded: "You actually have so many?! And they're brand new!"
"Boss, how many do you have? I'll buy them! Ten gold bars a box! No credit, guaranteed!"
"To be honest, I'm a middleman now, and I'm in dire need of family planning supplies. Ordinary people need them, and so do the wealthy. It's no exaggeration to say they're even more sought after than kerosene and coal."
People have desires, but the environment is so bad that no one wants to have a child.
Jiang Fei saw the new gate for collecting gold: "I still have a lot. I'll go back and look for some today. You help me sell them. The supplies will be yours, and the gold will be mine."
"Okay!" Wang Quezi agreed readily, saving him the trouble of looking for gold!
"Do you need sex toys?"
Jiang Fei hesitated for a moment: "It was used by someone else. I found it outside before."
She hasn't thrown away the supplies in the supermarket warehouse yet.
Wang Quezi looked at Jiang Fei with a strange look.
The boss is looking for sex toys...others have used them...and keeps them...
The amount of information was too much, so he had to take it slow.
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