18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 116

She was no ordinary woman. Monkey thoughtfully offered, "I've got fresh meat from the butchery this morning, 200 pounds in total, bones and all."

The Boss had given up a lot of supplies, traded through special channels to get this meat. And not a pound had been sold yet.

Just as she said, the rich didn't lack food, the poor couldn't afford it, hence, finding customers wasn't easy. Even if someone was interested, they would only buy half a pound or a pound at a time. How long would it take to sell all of it? 200 pounds seemed a lot, but the beef bones were heavy. The pure meat was probably no more than 120 pounds.

Opportunities were rare, and as the day went by, the meat would eventually run out.

Stella was shrewd, she wanted everything up from the cow legs, all 200 pounds of it.

"Wait here. I need to ask the Boss." Monkey didn't want to risk getting beaten up again.

He left hastily and returned about twenty minutes later, accompanied by another person, wrapped up so tight only his eyes were visible.

The Boss agreed, but wanted to check Stella's goods.

Stella pretended to reach into her pocket and pulled out a condom from her Arcadia. It's XXS.

Stella got those condoms from Max King, and they were of a variety of sizes. As a smart girl, she needed to sell the less popular ones first.

The man was professional, he didn't unwrap the condom, just checked the print and seal. "It's genuine."

200 pounds of beef for 200 condoms, but who would carry so many goods around?

Even if Monkey was willing, Stella couldn't carry 200 pounds of beef. For safety's sake, both parties agreed to multiple transactions, fifty pounds at a time.

They each went back to get their goods and met at the appointed place, across from the department store's north entrance.

Stella kept her eyes peeled. There were no signs of being followed. She arrived at the meeting place when the time was right.

Not long after, Monkey arrived carrying a black bag. Stella carefully checked the meat. The frozen beef was a deep red color, not only fresh but also odorless.

She weighed it with a spring scale she brought out from her bag.

Monkey watched her nervously; this woman was really tough to deal with. Thankfully, no weight was missing.

Stella pulled out

verifier frowned, "Why are they all

"Is

rich folks, they might be good at making money,

beef into her backpack and when she was in a secluded spot,

she was a step closer

he left he said sentimentally, "Girl,

"You too."

they were acquainted, Stella took the opportunity to ask, "Do you

they're damn expensive, almost as expensive as

"What kinds do you

sweet potatoes, tomatoes,

didn't sell these, and if she wanted them she would have to find someone else, and after a few

asking about the market,

from her Arcadia bag, the

everyone else chipped in with their shares, it would already be a feast compared

17th floor, she ran into Katie. Thinking about the wreaths she

having a great time, with Rosie sneakily slipping cookies into

on the door of 1801. She took out the frozen potatoes and

smart, and there was no way she could hide it from him. But this was Stella's gestures.

the black-skinned frozen potatoes and invited her in,

Rosie have been feeding Cooper lots. This is just a small token

dog; it wasn't easy to tame him without treats. Now that they were

Stella couldn't pretend not to know. After

way, she mentioned the Christmas

but the Christmas supplies needed to

collectors, and we've collected some gold chains, watches,

so clear about it, and Jasper didn't say anything

bit awkward and touched her nose, "Do you need

"No need."

and tidy, unlike 1803 which was blackened all

didn't insist, she planned to go back