The companion packed all the pears into pre-prepared plastic bags and unloaded a basket of seasonings from the car, letting the father and daughter choose for themselves.
Zhao Gang took a bottle each of oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, as well as a bag of white sugar and a bottle of cumin.
These things were worthless before the cataclysm, but now the species have mutated, and the new formulas are firmly controlled by the factories under the biotechnology company.
Prices soared, making it a luxury only the strong could afford.
However, Mo Shigui brought only high-quality goods, which was quite reasonable.
A 2L bottle of vegetable oil costs 200 points, and a 500ml bottle of soy sauce and a 500ml bottle of vinegar cost 100 points each.
A 500-gram bag of salt costs 80 points, a 500-gram bag of white sugar costs 120 points, and a 50-gram bottle of cumin costs 100 points.
I spent 650 points using just six kinds of seasonings.
It's expensive, but that's okay. Zhao Xiaoxiu said, "I have money in my pocket now."
After subtracting the points from buying seasonings from the points earned from selling pears, you'll still have 490 points left!
The transaction was completed, and Mo Shigui and his companion turned and left.
Although the two seemed calm, Zhao Xiaoxiu could still tell from their eagerness as they started the patrol car.
That night, lightning flashed and thunder roared outside, accompanied by wind and rain.
Inside the brightly lit self-built house, the aroma of roasted meat and cumin tantalizes the taste buds.
Zhao Gang's culinary skills are top-notch; the mutated sparrows he roasted were crispy and fragrant, and Zhao Xiaoxiu ate them with gusto.
Inside the patrol station, the patrolling soldiers shared the golden autumn pears that Mo Shigui and his companion had brought back.
Suddenly I realized that there are still many beautiful things in the apocalypse.
And they were secretly looking forward to the next deal with Lord No. 13.
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