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The entire market was quite large. Han Ying roughly estimated that there were at least five or six hundred stalls, and some were empty, obviously without owners.

The two of them were walking around and thinking about which stall to rent tomorrow.

They came here to gather information, so they must be in the middle section where there is the most traffic.

But after walking around, I found that there were very few empty stalls in the middle section, only one or two.

Han Ying wrote down the numbers of the two empty stalls and since it was still early, she continued shopping with Lu Yuan.

Penglai Base and other bases have things that other bases don’t have, and the same is true in Sichuan Province.

The two of them bought quite a few new and interesting things along the way.

Han Ying bought something called water melon.

The stall owner said that this kind of water melon was actually called fruit at first.

It really is a fruit, like a coconut, filled with water.

But in order to distinguish it from other fruits, it is called water melon.

The water melon is about the size of an apple, yellow all over, and feels chewy. When you cut it open with scissors or a knife, a transparent liquid will flow out.

These liquids taste somewhat similar to electrolyte waters that replenish water.

It tastes weird, but it’s good for the body and is a rare nutritional supplement for ordinary people.

However, the yield of water melon is not high. It takes about half a year for the plant to start bearing fruit, and it can only produce three or five at a time, so the price is not cheap, costing 15 points for one.

After the extreme cold and snowfall, people no longer have a shortage of drinking water, so few people grow water melons because not many people are willing to spend the money to buy drinking water.

The stall owner grows water melons at home and comes here to set up the stall every day, but he can't sell more than 10 a day, and they are sold one by one.

Just now a little girl bought 20 at once, which made the stall owner very happy.

But the little girl asked for two water melon seeds, and the stall owner gave them to her after thinking it over.

Water melon has no other use except for drinking it as a beverage, but the seeds are sold in the mall and are very cheap.

So the stall owner generously gave the little girl two seeds, and then the little girl spent 300 points to buy 20 water melons from him.

After Han Ying paid the points, Lu Yuan put all 20 water melons into his backpack. This thing was a bit novel, and the two planned to plant some in the space.

In addition to water melons, there was another thing in the market that the two had never heard of before.

That thing is called Dream Fruit, and one piece costs 1000 points.

It is said that people who eat the dream fruit will fall into a deep sleep within 10 minutes, and then will be immersed in sweet dreams for the next 10 hours.

The end of the world is too hard. Even though various new crops and mutated plants have appeared in recent years, they have solved some of the food problems and people no longer have to go hungry.

But the end of the world is the end of the world, and everywhere is full of unsatisfactory things.

Therefore, the appearance of Mengguo made many people crazy.

Eating one fruit can allow you to have sweet dreams for 10 hours. No matter how expensive this fruit is, people will buy it.

Because of these 10 hours of sweet dream time, it is very likely that this person will live a rich and happy life in his dreams.

It is equivalent to living a new life. Such a wonderful experience makes many people willing to spend all their money to give it a try.

There were only two dream fruits on the huge stall. They looked to be about the size of eggs and looked a bit like the girl fruit before the end of the world. They were wrapped in a thin layer of light purple skin.

Although they thought the thing was novel, Han Ying and Lu Yuan had no intention of eating it.

“Are there any seeds in this?”

Han Ying bent down and looked at the two lavender dream fruits and asked.

"Girl, you haven't even eaten the dream fruit yet, why are you already having sweet dreams? Dream fruit is such a precious thing, what business am I in for if I sell you the seeds?"

The stall owner has been running the stall for such a long time, and except for the first time when someone asked this question, how long has it been since he heard anyone ask this question?

"let it go."

Han Ying is not very interested in dream fruit. If there are seeds, she can plant one, but if not, forget it.

"Although there are no seeds, the end of the world is too bitter. Isn't it sweet to let you live a life of intoxication and dream for once?"

When the stall owner saw that the two were about to leave, he immediately tried to keep them.

Although many people want to experience a 10-hour sweet dream, the price of dream fruit is too expensive after all, so only a few people usually buy it.

Ordinary people would like to buy it, but they simply cannot afford so many points.

The strong or the wealthy do not lack points, but those people never believe in such beautiful dreams.

They believed that having those 10 hours of sweet dreams would most likely make them lose their resolve to fight the apocalypse when they woke up, so even if they had a lot of points, they were not willing to try it easily.

After hearing the stall owner's words, Han Ying and Lu Yuan did not stop and continued walking forward.

After walking around the entire market, the two of them already had a general idea of ​​what they would sell tomorrow.

After checking the time, they realized that the time agreed upon with Lao Zhao was almost up, so the two of them decided to leave the market.

But before leaving, I still have to confirm the stall for tomorrow.

Arriving at the door and finding the person who stopped them when they entered, Han Ying said:

"Hello, we are planning to set up a stall here tomorrow. We have our eyes on an empty stall. Should we reserve it now or come tomorrow to reserve it?"

Seeing that they were the two people he had asked to stare at just now, Liu Yaosheng said without much expression on his face: "It's okay to book it now, otherwise if you come to book it tomorrow, it's very likely that the stall you like will be reserved by someone else."

"Okay, then we want the stall No. 148 for three days."

As she spoke, Han Ying took out 30 points and handed them over.

When Liu Yaosheng heard the stall number mentioned by the man in front of him, a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.

The stalls in the middle of the market do better business, but there are two exceptions, which are generally not popular.

That’s 248 and 438.

It is obvious that the two of them chose 248 after careful consideration. Although the homophones of both are not very pleasant, after some struggle, they still...well, neither of them sounds good.

After receiving the 30 points, Liu Yaosheng took out a 248 sign from the small room at the back, and then swiped the sign three times on a device near the gate. Does this mean three days?

Han Ying took the sign and put it into her backpack.

Then the two of them left the market, took out flashlights and headed towards the garage.

Before we even reached the garage, Lao Zhao came over with a flashlight in his hand. "Is that Xiao Han and Xiao Lu?"

Although Lao Zhao's voice is low, it is full of strength.

"Uncle Zhao, it's us."

Han Ying responded directly.

This time when they came to Sichuan Province, the two discussed and decided to use their own identities.