"Scanning the check-in location."
"Scan completed. Check-in location is the hospital. Do you want to check-in at the hospital?"
Hua Wanchi immediately said, "Yes."
"Successfully signed in, received item: Chinese herbal medicine gift pack, do you want to collect it?"
"no!"
Hua Wanchi didn't dare to take it out at all. She was still a little baby. If she took out a big bag of Chinese medicine out of thin air, it would scare people to death.
It would be bad if I were regarded as a monster then.
"Okay, the Chinese medicinal herbs gift pack has been saved in my backpack. You can open it anytime to check it out."
Hua Wanchi was not in a hurry to look at the sign-in rewards, but asked:
"Is there only one sign-in opportunity per day?"
The system replied in a serious tone: "There are three sign-in opportunities per day, refreshed once in the morning, noon, and evening. The times do not stack up."
Hua Wanchi seemed to be thinking about something, that is to say, if the sign-in times are not used, they will be wasted when they are refreshed.
Opening the system panel, the void screen was projected directly in front of Hua Wanchi's eyes.
Number of check-ins: 0 /1
Refresh time: 12:00
Check-in location: Hospital
Backpack (can be opened to view signed items)
Hua Wanchi opened the backpack, which contained grids like those in the game. There was a ginseng icon in the first grid, and the item information would be displayed when clicked.
A traditional Chinese medicine gift pack: ginseng (50-year-old mountain ginseng), cordyceps, agarwood... honeysuckle, plantain, whatever you're looking for? We've got it all. Note: All herbs in this item are authentic.
There are three buttons next to the item information: withdraw, transfer, and discard.
After watching it, Hua Wanchi couldn't help but sigh: It's so advanced, too advanced.
There is even ginseng, which is a valuable thing.
Hua Wanchi, who had no shortage of money and knew little about Chinese medicine, was completely unaware of the value of these herbs, except for marveling at the fact that there was ginseng in the gift package.
She curiously clicked the transfer button, and a small box popped up immediately.
"Please select the recipient: Grandma/Mom/Dad/Grandpa/Aunt/Uncle/Auntie/Cousin..."
Among a series of options that he had met before but whose identities did not match, Hua Wanchi did not dare to choose any of them and could only choose his grandmother who knew the most about the truth.
"Confirmed transfer target: Grandma."
"Please select the item to be donated: Ginseng (50-year-old mountain ginseng) / Cordyceps sinensis / Agarwood..."
Ginseng!
Hua Wanchi ordered ginseng with certainty.
Wan Qingliu was strolling at the door of other wards at this time, holding a basket of eggs in his hand. The basket was covered with a piece of cloth, and the eggs inside were faintly visible.
This egg was picked from Hua Wanchi.
Those who can afford to stay in the hospital have enough money and tickets, but that's how it is these days. Even if you have money, you can't buy refined food and nutritional products.
Supplies are scarce and things are limited. Even the king cannot provide more.
Although Wan Qingliu didn't know how Hua Wanchi spent the 800 million yuan, he was sure that he had stockpiled a lot of supplies.
Anyway, a family can’t use up hundreds of millions of supplies in their lifetime, so it’s better to exchange them for some money and tickets.
Seven hundred million of it was earned by Wan Qingliu, but she had already given it to Hua Wanchi. She couldn't shamelessly say that these materials were hers, so the two of them communicated and finally reached an agreement.
Hua Wanchi is responsible for shipment, and Wan Qingliu is responsible for sales. The money earned is split 50-50 between the two, and the ticket temporarily belongs to Wan Qingliu.
Wan Qingliu: "It's a deal!"
Hua Wanchi waved her hands: "Ah, ah!" (Is 37 not okay? 46 is also fine!)
Wan Qingliu smiled cheerfully: "Okay, okay, since you agree, then it's settled."
Time goes back to half an hour ago. Wan Qingliu deliberately wandered around the doors of other wards with a basket of eggs. After wandering around for a few times, someone finally walked towards her.
A smartly dressed middle-aged woman approached quietly and asked in a low voice: "Sister, can I exchange these eggs?"
Wan Qingliu tactfully pulled the man to a secluded spot and whispered, "Who in your family is sick? This person is sick and needs to be well-nourished! I have some good stuff here, do you want some?"
The middle-aged woman's face lit up with joy, and she hurriedly said, "My daughter-in-law is giving birth and needs some nutrition! What else do you have? Don't worry, money and tickets are not a problem!"
Wan Qingliu's smile brightened a little: "Brown sugar, milk powder, rice, white flour, eggs, and pork, what do you want?"
The middle-aged woman looked at her in surprise and said, "Wow, that's quite complete!"
After saying that, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "A chicken, ten eggs, half a pound of brown sugar, a pound of meat, milk powder—how much is milk powder?"
Wan Qingliu: "70 per pound, without the can. Don't think it's expensive, milk powder is really hard to get!"
These days, ordinary people can't even see milk powder. You need connections to get it, and naturally they won't sell it at a low price.
The middle-aged woman took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then I'll take half a pound."
Wan Qingliu smiled and said, "A chicken is three yuan, brown sugar is one yuan per pound, half a pound is fifty cents, eggs are three cents each, ten eggs are thirty cents, a pound of pork is one yuan, milk powder is thirty-five yuan, the total charge is thirty-nine yuan and eighty cents."
The middle-aged woman asked, "It's so expensive? Can I use the ticket to offset it?"
To be honest, these things are much more expensive than the supply and marketing cooperatives, but isn't it impossible to buy them through legitimate channels? Going to the black market is risky, so she gritted her teeth and decided to buy them.
Wan Qingliu: "A pound of grain coupons is worth ten cents, a foot of cloth coupons is thirty cents, a pound of meat coupons is fifty cents, a bicycle coupon is fifty yuan, a sewing machine coupon is ten yuan, what other coupons do you have?"
The middle-aged woman took out the money from her bag without hesitation and counted it: "Here are thirty-nine yuan, and eight kilograms of food coupons. Take it."
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