Hua Mi waited for Chi Chuan in the B City supply depot, while she continuously cleaned the straw in the level 17 warehouse.
I checked the fruit in the level 17 warehouse again, and in addition to oranges, pomelos, and apples, the production of cherries, pomegranates, kiwis, and cantaloupes has also increased.
Hua Mi took out all the fruits and put them into the B City supply depot to make room for her level 17 storage.
The survivors who were working outside lined up to get their meals when it was time to rest and eat.
Someone excitedly said to the people behind them,
"I think I saw it. In addition to the food, each person was also given two pomegranates?"
"Really? Didn't you say there were no two points?"
"This fruit isn't just for the two snacks; it's a standard part of every meal."
Someone explained it to the survivors in line behind them.
At this time, the foreman was still trying to motivate the survivors, encouraging them to work hard and that as long as they worked hard, they would have a stable life, and they would have bread and milk.
Faced with an abundance of food, this chicken blood seems somewhat believable.
After all, the food was really good, as the survivors had seen.
Zhu Xianjun scoffed at this even more. Now that they were under the watchful eyes of the garrison, the few remaining henchmen under his command could no longer be exposed.
Otherwise, he would have already ordered his henchmen to confiscate all the fruit the survivors were holding.
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Xianjun instructed his henchmen to quietly break away from the survivors' group, follow Hua Mi, and be ready to ambush this bitch at any time.
When Chi Chuan and his car arrived, Hua Mi and Tang You said something.
Sister Hua was going to buy medicinal herbs, and Tang You couldn't stop her.
However, given Hua Mi's current physical condition, he found two garrison officers to accompany and protect her. As long as Hua Mi doesn't go to City A, she can go anywhere.
Hua Mi and her group took a car and went directly to the pharmaceutical market in City B.
The jelly-like water in City B is also under control. Fang Yuqi did a good job; after so much rain, there's only a thin layer of jelly-like water on the roads.
Knowing that Hua Mi had entered City B, Fang Yuqi brought 10 garrison soldiers with him, each carrying an AK47 on their back.
Fang Yuqi listened to Tang You's advice and temporarily found 10 garrison soldiers to help transport the medicinal herbs.
And there it was again, the friend of Chi Chuan's friend, the herbal medicine merchant Zhong Changjin, his face beaming with smiles, pointing to a dark street ahead.
"This used to be a street full of Chinese medicinal herbs. The whole street was selling Chinese medicinal herbs, such as cordyceps, saffron, ginseng, gastrodia elata, donkey-hide gelatin, seahorse, musk, gastrodia elata, ambergris, and lingzhi. You could find them all on this street."
As Zhong Changjin spoke, his face, soaked with rain, was filled with longing.
The former B City outside medicinal herb wholesale market was the largest pharmaceutical wholesale market in the southern part of the entire mainland.
Traditional Chinese medicine herbs only account for a small portion of this large pharmaceutical wholesale market.
“In the past few months, the Western medicines here have been gradually sold out. They don’t have the conditions to brew Chinese herbal medicines, so our Chinese medicinal herbs have been preserved.”
Zhong Changjin continued speaking, leading Hua Mi and her group.
It's unclear who started the looting of medicines, but initially, the owners of the pharmaceutical market were able to organize themselves and unite to resist the survivors who came to plunder the market.
Later, there were fewer and fewer owners in the pharmaceutical market. This large pharmaceutical market had been looted time and again, and most of the Western medicine pills with more obvious curative effects that could be taken were taken.
The power of the masses is terrifying; now, in the vast medicinal herb market, it's almost impossible to find a single packet of pills.
As Zhong Changjin spoke, he led his group into the market.
Holding the flashlights provided by Hua Mi, everyone walked in and arrived at the warehouse.
Even before you get close to the warehouse, you can smell a strong medicinal fragrance.
Then I heard Zhong Changjin rambling on and on,
“I rented a large warehouse here. The moisture-proof conditions are pretty good. I don’t know where the warehouse owner is now. He hasn’t come out to collect rent for several months. Otherwise, the goods in my warehouse wouldn’t have been able to be preserved.”
In this world, it's too easy to give up because of all sorts of difficulties.
Zhong Changjin's life became unbearable.
If it weren't for the warehouse's good moisture-proof conditions and the fact that the warehouse owner had disappeared and wasn't collecting rent, he would have given up on this batch of medicinal herbs long ago.
Therefore, he wouldn't have to wait for Hua Mi to come and buy his medicinal herbs.
Hua Mi walked to a pile of fritillaria bulbs, took out a bag and opened it. She couldn't tell the quality of the herbs, but she knew that the fritillaria bulbs in her hand were plump, milky white, and smooth.
"Miss Hua, these are all top-quality pine shells."
Zhong Changjin brought over a bag of shellfish and showed Hua Mi the difference between the two.
"These fritillaria bulbs come in different varieties, such as Songbei, Qingbei, and Lubei. Mine are all top-quality ones; otherwise, it would be such a waste to throw them away."
He explained the medicinal herbs in his hands, his honest face seemingly glowing, his eyes revealing the same persistence as Ke Minghong.
Hua Mi turned her head, not looking at the Sichuan fritillary bulb in her hand, but instead looked at Zhong Changjin. She understood this kind of person.
They have an almost obsessive dedication and passion for something, constantly researching and delving into a particular field.
Cutting off their hobbies is like killing them; it makes them feel terrible.
Zhong Changjin is fond of traditional Chinese medicine and has a deep understanding of this field.
Hua Mi cleared her throat and listened as Zhong Changjin finished his rambling introduction of the three types of Sichuan fritillary bulbs, and then began to talk about Min fritillary bulbs, Ping fritillary bulbs, Sheng fritillary bulbs, and Bei fritillary bulbs.
She interrupted Zhong Changjin.
"I'll buy these medicinal herbs at the same price you used to sell them to others. You can also use this money to buy supplies in Xiangcheng and Bcheng in the future."
These words stunned not only Zhong Changjin, but also Chi Chuan.
If we buy at the previous ex-factory price, in this day and age, won't they try to lower the price a bit?
You know, a contractor can spend 200,000 yuan to buy a 20-carat diamond, let alone these Chinese herbal medicines that we don't even know when we'll be able to sell.
Then Hua Mi said,
"Also, I have some Ganoderma lucidum on hand. I originally wanted to stir-fry it for the garrison as a side dish. Could you help me figure out how to cook it to maximize its effects?"
How about we stir-fry the Ganoderma lucidum and eat it as a side dish?
Zhong Changjin wondered if he had misheard.
Then, he saw Hua Mi take out a fresh, dark purple Ganoderma lucidum the size of a face plate from her raincoat.
She said it with a completely nonchalant expression.
"This one is only this big. The garrison eats from the same pot. I'm thinking, to cook a big pot, I'd need to cut a dozen or so Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms."
"this"
Zhong Changjin leaned closer to examine the large purple fungus in Hua Mi's hand.
He suddenly bowed deeply to Hua Mi, his face full of piety.
"My apologies. You have more than a dozen men under your command, so you must be a senior expert in this field. I was the one who made a fool of myself."
What did you all do today? Want to lose weight together?
(End of this chapter)
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