Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute
Chapter 574 - Chapter 574 Chapter 575 What Good Stuff Do You Have

Chapter 574: Chapter 575: What Good Stuff Do You Have? Chapter 574: Chapter 575: What Good Stuff Do You Have? What do you want to trade with?

Just with those few things in the bag?

How much do you want to exchange, a few pounds?

Seeing that he hadn’t left, Su Shu asked, “Big brother, do you have any food to trade?”

The man chuckled softly, “Food, well, I have some, not a lot. Whether we trade or not depends on what you’ve got.”

If it’s worth the price, naturally I’ll trade with you; if not, you can take a hike.

Seeing that the man had food, Su Shu asked again, “Do you have rice and flour?”

“Little girl, let me put it this way, these days everyone is having a tough time, you should know how many people have died. Food is more expensive than gold now. If you have something good, the things you want, I, Ha Lao San, can find a way to get them for you. Is that clear enough?”

“Understood.”

That’s to say, whatever she wants, this man can figure out a way to get it for her.

Zhan An was wary of Ha Lao San.

Su Shu didn’t mind; she was used to much bigger scenes. In situations like these, she was more than capable.

After speaking, Ha Lao San also quietly observed the young girl in front of him.

He was not given to observation, but once he did, he was surprised.

Ha Lao San, having been places and seen people, noted that many individuals tended to get nervous around him.

Just like the middle-aged man beside her, who seemed somewhat tense when he got too close.

But this girl, whether it was in her gaze or her demeanor, was utterly unaffected by his presence.

She nodded faintly to show she understood, then seemed to be calculating something mentally.

Ha Lao San found it interesting; this girl was quite the character.

Such people are either formidable themselves or come from a strong background, fearless and confident.

He was delighted inwardly; if she had a strong background, perhaps he could score something good.

Su Shu looked around, “What items are in demand right now?”

Ha Lao San said, “Hard-to-get consumables are all valuable. Tobacco, alcohol, sugar, and tea are all fine, but the best are food and medicine. Do you have any?”

In the Apocalypse, fighting over resources was common.

Getting injured was the norm, hospitals could provide treatment, but it wasn’t free.

Furthermore, with the dense population of the provincial city, both medical staff and pharmaceutical supplies were limited.

Over the months, getting medication for an injury or illness had become a difficult task.

Therefore, antibiotics and similar medications were highly sought after in the black market.

C City had managed to store a batch of medicines because of the sudden flood disaster and the subsequent donations from all quarters; even so,

Su Shu was aware that C City’s supply of medicines was running low.

This time, while she was looking for items in her space, Su Shu thought it through; she took 500 painkiller tablets, some portable antibiotics, instant coffee, and some easy-to-brew tea leaves.

Unlike the fine teas she gave to Zhan An, the teas she brought this time were just the ordinary kind.

In the Apocalypse, when trading items, one must never show off one’s wealth.

So, at home, she cut the painkillers–with the best and strongest effects she had bought–into two tablets per portion, totaling a little over two hundred portions.

As for the other items, she packaged them similarly, in small portions.

This way, she could avoid trouble.

And she had no intention of trading everything at this one black market.

Her main goal this time was to familiarize herself with the location. Later, when people were not paying attention, she planned to let Fox out of her space and go for another round of trade.

Su Shu said, “Painkillers for food, how should we trade?”

Ha Lao San’s eyes lit up, and he asked in a hushed tone, “You’ve got medicine? Do you have any other antibiotics?”

Su Shu replied, “A little bit.”

“Alright, sister, you tell me, how much food do you want?” Ha Lao San was ready to make a deal.