ned his gaze to the team leader on Guang Hai's side. His eyes lit up, and he leaned over to Yang Bin, whispering:"Brother Yang, do you know the man in the teal suit He looks nice. Could you introduce...A moment later, a boy clad in thick cotton clothes and heavy padded pants ran over. He wore a red woolen hat on his head—clearly a woman's style—but times were not for being particular. The boy sniffed and asked:

"Uncle Cui, what's up"

"You stay here and mind the stall, I'll take the customers to see the goods."

Okay!

The young boy must have been quite familiar with the stall owner, as he readily agreed and sat down in front of him.

Meanwhile, the man called Uncle Cui led Ripple and her group out of the trading market. He had hidden a half sack of grain in his bosom; it wasn't noticeable under his thick clothes.

"Brother Cui, where do your herbs come from"

Liàn yī dí zhí dǎ tàn dào.

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Our previous home flooded, and everyone took shelter on the roof. We built makeshift shelters there to endure the ordeal. One day, a flatbed truck was swept onto our property by the water.

They still had some food on hand at the time, but they didn't know when the heavy rain would stop. They stopped a cargo truck with a trailer and opened it to find that it was full of Chinese herbal medicine. Some were finished Chinese medicines, and some were raw herbs.

Although it's not food, medicine is also precious. Because of these traditional Chinese medicines, we used medicine to exchange for food, which allowed us to survive the rainy season and then joined another office building that wasn't completely flooded.

But no one would use the herbs, and in the end they were left with... A temporary shelter set up a trading market, so we thought we'd try our luck.

This herb is medicine in the hands of an expert, but useless in ours. I think this big brother understands Traditional Chinese Medicine. You should exchange it back, it will be right and very useful.

The man immediately recommended.

"So you're saying this herb should be steeped in water Does it still retain its medicinal properties"

Ripples asked faintly.

The man's footsteps faltered, his body stiffened slightly, and then he explained:

After the rain stopped, we dried all those herbs. The medicinal properties should still be there. You can see for yourselves.

The ripples didn't speak, only gave Liu Zili a glance. The latter immediately nodded, indicating that he understood.

Just ahead.

The man said no more, leading them into a courtyard. Their group of four attracted the attention of the residents in the building. They were all people whose homes had been flooded; at least the building was tall. Even though the lower ten floors had been submerged, there were still a dozen or so floors left habitable.

This time, Sun Weifeng led the charge, Zhao Jia was second, Liu Zili third, and Lianyi brought up the rear. After all, they were on someone else's turf, so it was best to be careful.

"Brother Cui, are you back Did you find a buyer"

A middle-aged woman was talking to the man who led the way.

"Well, people want to see the goods. If it works, they'll exchange it. If it doesn't work, people won't exchange it."

The man spoke frankly, without lingering. He led the four of them into a room, through an open-plan office space, and finally into the innermost office.

During that period, everyone in the open office looked at the four of them with longing eyes. They were really hungry! If that pile of grass could be exchanged for food, even a little bit would be better than nothing. At least there would be something to eat. The weather was cold, and they consumed a lot of energy just to stay warm. Even when they had a fire going, they felt a cold wind blowing everywhere.

Four people walked into the office. Looking at the haphazardly piled herbs, Liu Zili's lips trembled with heartache:

"Oh my! How can you pile things up like this! It's a real waste of good stuff!"

"Liu Ge, you go and take a look. Pick out what's usable, and leave the rest. We're not suckers!"

Ripple spoke directly.

"Okay, I'll go pick some now."

Liu Zi stood up and rolled up his sleeves. He began to pick through the herbs by the door, muttering under his breath nonstop.

The man helplessly rubbed his nose. Who told them there wasn't a single person in the whole building who understood herbs

"Brother Cui, find some bags so we can pack our things!"

Zhao Jia said to the man.

"Okay!"

The man immediately agreed, which meant they were going to exchange it. He immediately turned and went out to find a bag. People outside immediately gathered around. When they heard that the pile of slightly moldy grass could be exchanged for food, they began rummaging through the bag, hoping that these people would exchange all the grass for food.

Only then did Sun Weifeng approach Lin Ripple's side, lowering his voice and saying:

"When we just left the market, we were followed. It's probably those three guys sent someone to keep an eye on us."

"I know! It's not even about coveting my whirlwind!"

Liàn yǐ said with great certainty, not forgetting to ruffle Xuen Feng's head.

"They probably saw we had supplies."

Sun Wei Feng continued, saying that he wouldn't continue the topic of the whirlwind.

"No rush, try to exchange all our food for herbs. If they want to intercept us, let them. We'll stand our ground until the end. Right now, whoever has the bigger fist gets what they want."

Ripple calmly said.

Four hours later, Liu Zi picked out four sacks of usable herbs. He sighed with regret as he looked at the remaining moldy and hairy herbs. The quality of this batch of herbs was very good, yet it was wasted like this.

"Liu Ge, can you pick out some more"

Zhao Jia asked.

"I tried my best, I could only pick out these, and after I go back, I still have to process them again."

Liu Zidi speaks the truth.

"Folks, I still have a set of surgical equipment here. Would you be interested It was also recovered with us during the salvage operation."

The man, upon seeing a whole room full of herbs, only picked four bags worth. It was obvious he was in a hurry, and immediately said.

"Alright, let's have a look."

"Hey! Wait a moment!"

A man went out for a while and came back carrying a lacquered box. He opened it and pushed it in front of Liu Zi.

This is a portable surgical kit, more than enough for minor surgeries.

Liu Zili said after reading it.

"Okay, let's change together."

The ripples waved goodbye.

Several people took out the food they had on their backs. There was rice, flour, cornmeal, and soybeans. The things were a bit mixed, but they managed to gather twenty kilograms and gave them to the man.

"Excuse me, could you please add more This is really too little."

The man rubbed his hands and said.

"Big brother, just be content! Using a bunch of useless grass to exchange for food is something only those who understand traditional Chinese medicine would do. Outsiders wouldn't be so generous."

Sun Wei Feng flashed a white tooth and patted the man's shoulder, saying:

"Alright then!"

The other party ultimately compromised, after all, what they said wasn't wrong.

After receiving the food, the man sent Ripples' line back to their territory and then hurried back to the office.

Four men tied up four sacks of herbs and put them on the cart. Then they slowly dragged it back, leaving the office building's range. After that, the four of them were surrounded by a group of people, the most prominent being Xiaoxiao, the girl who had been scratched by the tornado before.

"Brother Qiang, it was them who hurt me and stole my cat. You have to be the judge for me."

The man nicknamed "Strong Brother" was short, fat, and unattractive. He just had a big bulge around his waist, like he was hiding something. As he swept his gaze over the four of them, he showed off a mouthful of yellow teeth and said arrogantly:

"Join my squad, and I'll let bygones be bygones!"

"Strong brother!"

Xiaoxiao was obviously unwilling, but she just shut her mouth after being glanced at by Gangge. wasn't killedTherefore, Zhang Hui also recovered her usual routine. On a crisp autumn day, while she was enjoying afternoon tea in the backyard garden, a bodyguard rushed past and whispered to her:"M...