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The bald young man came too close, and Han Ying took a step back: "How do I change?"

"10 kilograms of rice or 15 kilograms of whole grains can be exchanged for one kilogram of meat, and 5 liters of water can be exchanged for one kilogram of meat. For medicines, it depends on the type, packaging, date, etc."

After speaking, the bald young man took out a piece of paper from his pocket, handed it to Han Ying and said: "The cow will be slaughtered on site at 12 o'clock tomorrow night. The official knows about this, so it is absolutely safe here, you can rest assured."

Their original plan was the same as what this man just said, to sell the whole cow to the authorities.

But the soldiers went over to see the cow and said that it could not be saved, so they planned to kill it and sell its meat.

"Yes, but the price you offered is too high. You don't have to eat meat, you have to eat grain, and you have to drink water. You can exchange 3 pounds of rice for one pound of meat, or 1 liter of water for one pound of meat."

Han Ying took the note and looked at it. There was a simple map drawn on it. Although it was rough, she could barely tell which building it was in.

Hearing Han Ying's words, the bald young man almost jumped:

"Sister, this is fresh beef! Do you know how precious beef is now? At the price you gave me, you can't buy it anywhere!"

Seeing that the bald young man was anxious, Han Ying still said calmly:

"If you can accept this price, I will order 50 kilograms. If you sell any leftovers, I will cover them all. Except for the tripe, I don't want any other offal."

Hearing that everything that cannot be sold can be contracted, the bald young man hesitated a little, "I can't make the decision on this. I have to go back and ask."

The price difference is too big. Others have bargained, but no one has bargained so hard.

"I only give you 5 minutes."

After saying that, Han Ying continued to wander in the market, waiting for the bald young man.

Five or six minutes later, Han Ying was looking at a stall selling wood carvings when she felt her backpack being pulled again.

Turning around, it was the bald young man from before.

"Sister, our boss said that the 50 kilograms you ordered will be exchanged for 1.5 liters of water for 1 kilogram of meat. The unsold ones will be sold to you at the price of 1 liter of water for 1 kilogram of meat. But we only want water, not food."

They can exchange food from others, but everyone has limited water, and basically no one will exchange it for water.

The cow they shot was quite big, weighing about 1,200 pounds.

Regardless of the rarity of beef, everyone's mouths watered when they heard it.

But if they were really asked to buy it, few would be willing to exchange grain for it.

So it’s very likely that it won’t be sold out in the end.

Since there is someone who can round up the unsold items, it is better to give her a lower price than not being able to sell them.

"OK, no problem."

The last thing Han Ying lacks is water.

Han Ying thought that she would get beef tomorrow night, so she called everyone over to eat beef hot pot.

"This is your order for 50 pounds of beef. Logically speaking, we have to charge you half a liter of water as a deposit..."

The bald young man's voice became lower and lower, because every time he mentioned the deposit, he would be scolded.

Han Ying looked at the bald young man expressionlessly, "Deposit?"

"You don't need to say anything, young lady. We believe you."

The bald young man believed in the RV.

"Okay, so be it."

After saying that, Han Ying left directly.

The bald young man shrugged and roughly calculated the beef planned for tonight. It was less than 150 pounds, which was embarrassing.

When Han Ying returned to the building, the stall owner who just sold corn kernels was already waiting here.

When he saw Han Ying, the stall owner stepped forward and said, "Little girl, I brought all the corn you asked for."

"Wait for me inside here, and I'll go up and get it."

Han Ying pointed to the cubicle that resembled a security booth set up by the soldiers.

This man is carrying so much corn, so he had better be careful.

"Can they let me in?"

Some of the stall owners were afraid to go in. The soldiers were all armed with guns, and they looked uncomfortable to talk to.

"Chief Xiao Liu, can you let him stay with you for a while? I'll go back and get the things to trade with him."

Han Ying walked into the soldier's compartment and said hello to the people inside.

"Okay, you go in."

Liu Shaorong raised his chin towards the stall owner and said.

Seeing that this little girl was so familiar with the soldiers, the stall owner couldn't help but take a second look at her.

Back on the fifth floor, Feng Shaochen and his girlfriend had moved several clay pots and were waiting in the corridor.

"Just a moment."

When she saw them, Han Ying said hello to them and walked to 503.

Knocking on the door, Lu Yuan quickly came out and opened the door.

"How is it? What did you change?"

As soon as Han Ying entered, Lu Yuan asked.

"You'll find out later."

Han Ying first picked up a handful of glutinous rice balls that had been throwing at her, and then blinked mysteriously at Lu Yuan.

I took out 4 cans of milk powder and a bag of baby clothes from the space.

Han Ying carefully selected the baby's clothes, which were all made of pure cotton.

Babies grow fast. They can wear them when they are older, but they cannot wear them when they are small.

So Han Ying tried her best to choose the bigger one.

I took two close-fitting suits for one-year-olds, three fleece suits for one and two-year-olds, and two thick ones.

As for Feng Shaochen's girlfriend, Han Ying took two large packages of auntie wipes and a package of tampons.

After thinking for a while, he took out a large piece of cotton cloth from the space, rolled it into a ball and stuffed it into the bag.

He took out two more 1-liter bottles of mineral water and put them in together.

After leaving the house again, Feng Shaochen and the others were looking in her direction.

"Here, you put these pots here first. I'll take them home when I come back later."

Han Ying handed the bag to Feng Shaochen's girlfriend, and then quickly went downstairs.

Seeing Han Ying coming downstairs, Feng Shaochen was unwilling to look away for a long time.

"Brother, look!"

Feng Jia felt something was wrong when she took the bag handed to her by Han Ying.

Why is it so heavy?

Whose towel is so heavy?

When I opened it, there were two large packages of napkins, a package of tampons, a large ball of cotton cloth, and two large bottles of water!

This is obviously different from the quantity that was agreed upon just now.

Feng Shaochen looked into the bag and saw what was inside.

He wanted to return the extra money, but those things were urgently needed by his cousin. How should he return them?

"How about we give her back the extra money we gave her?"

Feng Jia was a little reluctant to part with it, but she had agreed before that it would be two packs of aunt's towels, and the extra ones must have been given for her brother's sake.

Sure enough, she still wanted to recognize Han Ying as her sister.

"No, just keep it."

As he spoke, Feng Shaochen moved the clay pots to the door of 503 one by one.

He just saw Han Ying entering through that door.

After moving, he went upstairs without saying anything.

Then he rummaged through the belongings he and his cousin had saved, and finally found two boxes of watercolor paints packed in bags.

Feng Shaochen remembered that Han Ying took art as an elective when she was in school and was very good at painting.

He took the two boxes of paint downstairs, hung them on the handle of Han Ying's door, knocked on the door and left.