The costs aren't too outrageous, and they're somewhat comparable to modern prices.
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Siberian tiger breeding base.
Shi Jianhe worked through the night to compile Xia Chuhe's file.
For seven consecutive years, mushrooms have been grown, but the yield has remained mediocre.
No family, no friends, living in a dormitory, receiving nutritional supplements on time, and occasionally getting new clothes.
Nothing special.
Nothing special.
He was just one of the most ordinary non-evolved individuals in the base.
Shi Jianhe handed the file to Dongfang Rui, who glanced at it and threw it into the trash can.
"Okay, you can go back now and focus on your work."
Shi Jianhe lowered his head and left the office, returning to his residence.
An ordinary non-evolved being, even if they evolve, is just a worthless space-type being.
This guy actually caused him to lose a month's salary!
A monthly salary of 10,000 points is no small sum.
He needs to find a way to make amends to Xia Chuhe.
Shi Jianhe sent messages to his old friends.
He is a retired reserve soldier with many old friends who retired in the same batch as him. They are now scattered in various bases, working as intermediate/junior level managers.
Shi Jianhe: "Brothers, I've been bullied lately."
He posted Xia Chuhe's photo in the group chat.
...
The official acquisition point is opposite the guard post.
Its main selling points are speed, convenience, and reasonable prices.
There weren't many people queuing up to buy, and the things they brought were varied, including fabrics, green plants, seasonings, and handicrafts, but food was the main focus.
The acquisition proceeded quickly, and soon it was Xia Chuhe and the others' turn.
At the farm, apart from Bao'er's mother's two large boxes, some relatively new clothes and seasonings, everything else was taken out by Xia Chuhe.
Xia Chuhe originally wanted to keep some of the tea, but considering the debt and the points needed to build the mill, she took out all she could.
The group brought back quite a lot of things, especially the large beavers, which piled up to be quite a sight.
The purchasing agent gave Xia Chuhe a few extra glances.
"Regular quality jerky, one point per gram..."
Xia Chuhe rubbed his ears. "How was it calculated?"
g?
Could it be that the mill's money has been secured?
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