Chapter 117 (2/2)
Next to the weapon counter, there was the medicine one with an a.s.sortment of medicines placed neatly on the shelves. The supermarket also had armed soldiers stationed as safety guards, in the case of theft and robbery.
Medicine, weapons, and food.
They made up 80% of the products sold in the supermarket, for an obvious reason that they were the most needed goods in the city.
”Boring, boring! Let's go upstair,” Jing said with disappointment. ”The military operated supermarket is insipid. The packing is just so poorly designed!”
”Well Jing, people are lacking resources, so who would care about the packaging?”
Chang laughed.
”That's how I got tricked! I remembered those expensive liquors back in the days, which all had nice packagings.” Sanpang patted his head with nervousness. ”Times have changed, I didn't know that the Baijiu we drank that had nothing on its clear bottle could cost this much. I should'ave asked first!”
”Oh come on, stop complaining for at least a day.”
Chang shook his head, following Jing to the second floor.
The goods stored on the second floor were mostly hardtacks compressed with the latest techniques. From Crystal Pea biscuits to hardtacks that were made of other crops, the supermarket provided the widest selection in this community. The longest time things lasted could go up to half a month—these were all practical products.
Except for shelves of essential commodities, there was a shelf stocked with goods that were seen most commonly before the apocalypse; it was placed at a corner where less light got to it.
There were clothes, beddings, some toys, and even dolls.
”Who would have time to handsew this?” Sanpang picked up a handmade doll, but its face and body were absurdly squishy. ”What is it?”
”It's a Jimi Worm! It's a harmless, photosynthetic species, perfectly safe as a toy material.” The Jimi Worm wore a pink dress that appeared to be handsewn. Jing made a s.n.a.t.c.h for it from Sanpang's hands. ”I want this!”
”No problem.”
Chang nodded.
The dusk wasn't to be stopped as the clock tick-tocked away.
They spent quite some time in the supermarket to purchase food that could be stored for some time and items that Jing was excited about. Then, the three hung out in the streets here and there, allowing peace to fill their hearts.
At dawn, they returned back to prepare for the bar's opening at night, but a man in a white lab coat waited inside.
He turned as soon as he heard the noise that the door made. He smiled.
”Long time no see!”
”Wait...” Sanpang took a big leap to get in front of that person before Chang could even say anything. ”You... you...” Sanpang rubbed his eyes to make sure he didn't mistake the ident.i.ty of the visitor. ”Your head is printed on the money...”
”Nice meeting you, I'm Qing Shui Li.” Qing Shui's smile was as benevolent as four years ago. Time seemed to have forgotten about his existence since he had no trace of aging. ”You look like one of my old friends.”
”Re... really?” Seeing the legend standing in front of him, Sanpang stuttered out of excitement. ”You're really him? Qing Shui on the currency bills?”
”What is it? They've got impostors down here?” Qing Shui made a light joke.
”No... not at all. I'm just astonished. People say that you never step out of the lab zone and seldom make an appearance in the public. I believe I can count people who have seen you in person on my fingers...”
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