Chapter 117

It seemed like this deal was really lucrative. The boss gave him some credit again yesterday, and with the goods delivered, he had managed to break into the affluent circles.

It was surprising that even the extravagant and spendthrift rich kids may worry about not having condoms. It was simply too satisfying.

"A whole cow?" Stella was instantly intrigued but kept her cool, "Sure, but it has to be done in batches."

"No problem."

For several consecutive days, they finally completed the trade of the entire cow.

Just as they were about to leave, Monkey dropped another bombshell, "We've also got mutton, interested?"

Stella couldn't resist, "How much?"

"A total of 330 pounds."

After these two large transactions, she was left with just over a thousand large condoms. She didn't plan to sell any more; they'd appreciate faster in a couple of years. Having taken the mutton, Stella reminded him, "I don't want anyone else to know about our deals."

Monkey understood immediately, "Rest assured, Miss. We're professionals. We only care about genuine goods and fair prices. We never pry into others' private deals."

In fact, he was also dealing privately. Otherwise, how would he support his wife and children? They would have been starved long ago.

The quantity of mutton was a bit less, but there was enough pork, beef, and fish. Along with the meat she'd hoarded and collected before, it was basically enough for her and her dog to live comfortably until the ends of their lives. Once again, she thanked Mother Nature for her gifts.

happily devoured. Angela and her group spent five days at Ivywood Estates, using all their strength to haul back several hundred pounds of charcoal. Covered in black from head to toe, they looked like they'd just crawled out of a

and night without rest, and they were still targeted by others. If they

the couch, too tired to even

to keep them warm and made a super-sized portion of pasta

to toe before diving into bed for a long sleep. It wasn't until the afternoon of the next

hadn't contributed to the labor, but they'd guarded the house, for which Angela

Angela insisted. "Granny, if

she'd traded for the Christmas celebration, "These were exchanged with

people who accepted gold and jewelry, they were far less valuable than before. To

still potatoes and tomatoes in this kind of weather, and the beef is fresh,

ordinary folk might be helpless, but do you really think those rich and powerful individuals are

who are protected and would have planned everything from the beginning of the disaster." These words were not false; there were

bases at the beginning of the disaster. Survivors who wanted to enter had to

but soon it became

playing the game of survival of the

wanted to get in, but she couldn't afford the entry fee. Later it became more difficult, the entry fee was no longer demanded, but they recruited people to play a

she had to continue wandering outside. Therefore, she was truly not interested in private

military bases would be the last resort, but

and see. The opening of the military bases was still

...

the 18th floor was decorated with wreaths. Not only was every household door adorned, but also the staircase leading up to the 18th

also putting up the wreath Stella had given

preparing for the Christmas Eve dinner, Katie and Mikey came

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