Sang Ning bought a ton of milk fruit, and Mo Nai Nai and the others pooled their money and bought a ton of it.
Two tons were sold before the official launch, and the boss was overjoyed.
"As the first business deal of the Star Expo, I will also give each of you a five-pound milk fruit and a fruit basket as a gift."
Before he finished speaking, he took out two beautifully designed fruit baskets from under the display stand, each containing five kilograms of milk fruit, and then handed the baskets over.
"These are for you!"
Thank you.
Sang Ning quite liked the free gift; five catties of milk fruit cost almost two hundred yuan.
But her favorite thing was still this basket.
Because the fruit basket originated from planet e72.
"Excuse me, how much do you pay for each of these baskets?"
The boss brandished a hand and waved it. Sang Ning raised an eyebrow. "One hundred?"
Yes, wholesale price.
The shop owner nodded, "We only got this price because we wanted a lot; we couldn't get it if we only wanted one."
How much is one?
Mu Tao asked curiously.
"Trillion!"
Sang Ning fell silent. Mu Tao and the others looked at Sang Ning and saw that her complexion was relatively normal. Mo Nainai smiled and said, "Ning Ning, shall we go and take another look over there?"
"Walk!"
Sang Ning was used to middlemen making a profit.
Upon hearing Monet's words, she immediately dismissed the thought that had just popped into her mind and continued strolling with them.
Products from various star systems, including planting and agricultural stars, gathered at the agricultural and sideline products exhibition hall, offering a dazzling array of choices.
Here, Sang Ning saw many kinds of fruits that she had never even heard of before, let alone eaten.
These fruits have one thing in common: they taste great and have a wonderful texture.
However, none of them are cheap.
The cheapest is milk fruit, with a wholesale price of only 35 yuan per jin (500g).
Fruits like crystal fruit, blue heart fruit, and lotus fruit have a wholesale price of at least 51 yuan per kilogram.
The highest price reached over three thousand yuan per kilogram.
Besides fruit, there are also vegetables and staple foods.
There's a strange staple food that looks like a pinkish-white pork tenderloin, scientifically known as basil.
The taste is... well, it's hard to describe.
The taste was even worse, like canned herring.
However, this food, which is so hard to describe, has a wholesale price of 1,800 yuan per kilogram.
There were quite a few exhibitors who made purchases.
Monet and the others also bought quite a lot.
Sang Ning didn't buy it because she genuinely couldn't appreciate the taste of this Barcelona-style meat.
So, after seeing that Monet and the others each bought 100 jin and put it in their spatial storage, Sang Ning, who was deeply shocked and puzzled, asked, "You guys actually like to eat Barcelona meat?"
"dislike."
in unison.
Sang Ning looked confused.
Louis said with a look of disgust, "Only intelligent beings with different tastes would like to eat Barcelona meat."
As he spoke, he glanced at Sang Ning and asked, "Aren't you curious why we bought Barcelona meat if we don't like it?"
Sang Ning nodded and explained, "Barça meat isn't about the taste and texture, but rather the several nutrients it contains that are needed by elite humans."
Sang Ning hesitated and asked, "Don't other foods contain these nutrients?"
"No."
"Can't a nutrient solution provide all the nutrients that an elite human body needs?"
"The nutrients in Barcelona meat are not found in nutrient solutions!"
Clyde chimed in, "Pure-blooded humans have no need for Barcelona meat, but elite humans can't live without it."
"This is why Barcelona's meat is so bad, yet its price has never come down."
"This thing is difficult to grow; it has extremely high requirements for its growing environment."
"Besides that, the baza tree is also a very temperamental tree."
At this point, Clyde said with some difficulty, "When this tree is in a bad mood, its leaves will turn from light blue to dark red, and then the barça flesh that grows will rot."
"There was once a large plantation owner who grew baza meat. Because he didn't play music for the baza trees for a day, all the baza trees on the plantation were in a bad mood and rotted all the baza meat, causing the plantation owner to work for nothing for several years."
Sanning, "······"
Sang Ning's eyes widened slowly. "This tree has personality too."
"Of course."
Monet complained, "How should I put it? Dogs won't even acknowledge this thing if it's away from you."
Thinking back on the texture and taste of the Barcelona meat, Monet felt like she wanted to die.
It's awful, absolutely awful.
"However, not eating is not an option."
"What's even more frightening is that this stuff is a seasonal product. Even though there are time differences between galaxies and planets, and the four seasons are mostly separate, the production of Barcelona meat has never been high."
"Ten years ago, there was a crisis at Barcelona, and my dad almost died."
"Later, my mom went all out and bought ten basil trees to plant herself, but not only did none of them survive, they also made our yard smell terrible."
"My house used to smell bad too."
Mu Tao and his family, who had tried growing succulents at home, couldn't help but join in the criticism.
After they finished speaking, Sang Ning said with great relief, "Luckily, I am a pure human."
She realized something was wrong as soon as she said it.
"Wait a minute, since elite humans can't live without Barcelona meat, how did you survive for almost two years on that desolate planet?"
"Because before we officially set off, each of us ate two pounds of Barcelona meat."
Sanning, "!!!"
Holy crap, that's ruthless.
Two pounds of Barcelona meat—just thinking about it sends chills down my spine.
but--
"Can the nutritional components of Barcelona meat last that long?"
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