With today’s experience of selling buns, she decided to knead more dough today.
Although it was hard to see anyone in the city, she had only seen five people all day today—the four from the morning and the God of Wealth.
But if there were things to buy, they really bought them!
There was absolutely no need to worry about unsalable inventory.
Moreover, if she only sold one batch every morning, she would actually be idle for the rest of the day.
She still had a KPI of 1,000 buns to complete!
This shop was simply too small; upgrading the shop was imminent!
Therefore, Qian Chuanchuan directly poured in twice as much flour as yesterday.
After the dough had risen, she took out a few bags of bun fillings from the refrigerator to thaw first.
Shrimp-and-three-delicacies and preserved-vegetable-and-pork were a must. Subsequently, she took out a bag of soy-sauce pork filling, a bag of vegetarian three-diced filling, and a bag of minced pork and glass noodle filling.
She planned to mix a chive-and-egg filling herself a bit later.
Three meat and three vegetarian options; very harmonious!
When steaming them tomorrow, she could divide them into two batches, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.
By the time everything was prepared, the sky outside had already turned completely dark.
Yet, Qian Chuanchuan had no sleepiness at all, probably because she had slept too much during the day.
She wanted to eat fruit!
Qian Chuanchuan was someone who couldn’t live without fruit, especially at night. She could skip dinner, but fruit was a must!
Lying on her bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, her mind was full of strawberries, cherries, watermelons, mangosteens, peaches, nectarines, lychees, dragon fruit…
Just like that, half an hour passed.
The more she thought about it, the drier her mouth felt.
Suddenly, Qian Chuanchuan did a carp kip-up and sat up from the bed.
“San San, does the System Mall have fruit?”
[Yes, Host!]
The virtual screen appeared in front of Qian Chuanchuan. She swiped the light screen with her finger, paused when she found the fruit section, and directly performed a “pupil earthquake” in sheer shock.
The cheapest of these fruits cost two hundred points a catty.
It was almost catching up to the price of her folding bed!
“Why don’t you just go rob someone?!!”
The system expressed that it felt very wronged: [Host, this price is automatically generated after rigorous calculation; I didn’t set it.]
[In the apocalypse, fresh fruit is considered a luxury item, so the selling price is naturally higher.]
[Moreover, the fruits sold in the System Mall are all premium fruits. They are absolutely delicious! And you don’t even need to wash them!]
Qian Chuanchuan: “…”
Calm down! She needed to calm down!
But with these prices, who could calm down!
Qian Chuanchuan collapsed back onto the bed, feeling like life had no meaning.
About ten minutes later, she got up from the bed again. Still unable to resist the craving in her heart, she bought a catty of strawberries with trembling fingers.
Watching her account points instantly drop by 300, her heart was bleeding.
When the bright red strawberries appeared in her palm, she even felt that this box of strawberries was glowing.
However, just as the system had said, these strawberries were indeed delicious. She had never eaten strawberries tastier than these!
Super sweet and bursting with a rich strawberry flavor.
[How about it, Host? Value for money, right~] The system proudly claimed credit.
Qian Chuanchuan had no time to pay attention to it. She was carefully holding the strawberries, chewing and swallowing them slowly one by one. She would hold every bite in her mouth for several seconds before reluctantly swallowing, even gnawing the flesh off the strawberry stems completely clean.
Sigh!
This was a box of strawberries worth thirty thousand bucks!
Dropping even a little bit of flesh would be a direct loss of a few hundred bucks!
Qian Chuanchuan stopped after eating half, planning to save the remaining half for tomorrow.
…
At 5:30 the next morning, Qian Chuanchuan got up to roll out dough wrappers and make buns.
At 6:30, she put the finished buns into the steamer.
Soon, the fragrance of the buns drifted out.
Qian Chuanchuan opened the window, letting the bun’s aroma waft outside.
As for herself, she moved a stool and sat at the door to enjoy the breeze.
From time to time, one or two zombies would pass by, the scene both novel and bizarre.
When Ling Zhanlou arrived, this was the scene he saw.
His footsteps couldn’t help but pause, but it was only for a moment before he strode toward the bun shop again.
The passing zombies, smelling the human scent, instantly stopped their shambling and instead lunged at the man with extreme speed.
However, before they could even get close, the zombies’ heads simply exploded.
The man didn’t even glance at the crystal cores that dropped out.
Qian Chuanchuan, who was sitting at the door and happened to see this scene, didn’t even have time to be shocked that the zombie’s head had exploded even though the man had clearly done nothing.
She just saw that the man turned a blind eye to the crystal cores on the ground!
That was two hundred points!
Could she go pick them up?
The moment this thought popped into Qian Chuanchuan’s head, the system spoke up as if it could read minds: [Host, you can only exchange crystal cores for points if they are obtained through sales or gifted by others!]
Qian Chuanchuan: “…”
Qian Chuanchuan gritted her teeth, raised her eyes, put on a smiling face, and waved at the approaching man.
“You’re here! Don’t waste the crystal cores on the ground! They can buy three meat buns!”
The man’s footsteps paused, and not because of the three meat buns she mentioned.
After all, he wasn’t short on this little bit of crystal cores.
He never bothered picking up level-one or level-two crystal cores like these.
But the girl’s gaze before him was simply too fervent, as if he were committing some heinous crime.
Under Qian Chuanchuan’s expectant gaze, Ling Zhanlou fell silent for a moment before finally pulling a tissue out of his pocket and disgustedly pinching the crystal core, which was stained with blood and brain matter, with two fingers.
Ling Zhanlou: “…”
Ling Zhanlou took out another tissue and wiped the crystal core completely clean inside and out.
Only then did his furrowed brows relax a bit.
Then he walked up to Qian Chuanchuan with the crystal core and held out his hand.
Qian Chuanchuan looked at the crystal core in the man’s hand, blinked, and asked, “Is this to buy buns?”
The man shook his head: “Didn’t you want it?”
Qian Chuanchuan: “…I don’t want it, I just felt it would be a waste not to pick it up.”
Only if you pick it up can it make its way into my pocket.
“Oh,” the man replied, but he didn’t take the crystal core back.
Qian Chuanchuan: “…”
What did “Oh” mean?
He wasn’t using it to buy buns, yet he wanted to give her the crystal core. She had just accepted a level-five crystal core from him for free yesterday, and now he was giving her another one today; she felt a bit embarrassed to take it.
Seeing the girl’s eager yet conflicted gaze, the man pursed his lips and then said, “Water bill.”
Qian Chuanchuan suddenly realized, her eyes lighting up instantly: “So you want to drink water? I just boiled a kettle, it’s the perfect temperature to drink right now. Wait here, I’ll go get it for you.”
After saying that, she took the crystal core from the man’s palm. Her fingertips accidentally brushed against his hand; it felt slightly cool to the touch.
Qian Chuanchuan didn’t mind this momentary physical contact. Holding the crystal core, she turned and went back inside the shop to pour water for the God of Wealth.
Ling Zhanlou withdrew his hand, his palm involuntarily curling inward. His already ink-black eyes darkened a few fractions more.
Soon, Qian Chuanchuan walked out of the shop carrying a large thermos cup.
Yes, a large thermos cup, not just a regular cup.
This was what she had specially bought for the God of Wealth.
Although she had bought a folding chair, a thin blanket, a water basin, and a towel for the God of Wealth yesterday, apart from the ruined towel, the rest technically still belonged to her.
Strictly speaking, only 15 points were completely spent on the God of Wealth.