We were actually hungry, but we just didn't say it.
"I brought steamed buns, but they've all turned to stone now..."
Sister Chen took out more than a dozen steamed buns from her backpack.
These are all the supplies we have left; we dare not keep them at home, so we carry them with us at all times.
Now that she could use the money to treat everyone, she didn't hesitate at all.
Since it was inconvenient for Shen Jing to take out other food from her space, she could only take out a few bottles of nutrient solution from her backpack.
She handed a bottle to each person, but stopped when she handed one to Gu Yan.
Gu Yan paused, his fingers resting at his side. Although his gaze was fixed on the distance, he still raised his hand.
"Mango flavored," Shen Jing said softly, then ran back to Sister Chen's side.
She then explained to Sister Chen and the others, "It's from the Liang family, meant to be eaten with steamed buns."
Apart from what Gu Yan had, which she had taken from his home and stored in her spatial dimension, the rest were indeed things she had taken from Liang Lefu.
Who told that husky-like CEO to do nothing all day long!
Shen Jing took a bite of the steamed bun first, "Hmm, it's quite sweet."
With your lips stuck to the steamed bun, how could it not be sweet?
Sister Chen said apologetically, "How about I just boil some snow water instead?"
She had barely finished speaking when Xie Zhizhou took action.
His backpack contained valuable household items such as solid alcohol and lighters.
In fact, most people carry their entire fortune when they go out these days.
It's to guard against people who break into homes; there won't be too many of those people in the post-apocalyptic world.
And after going out, I don't know if I'll be able to get back to my original home.
Too many things have changed, so as long as I'm at home...
When a person dies, their family dies too!
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