18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 288

No one knew exactly who smuggled them out, but Austin knew that all the fish hatchlings from the agricultural department could be acquired if you had the right contacts.

Austin exchanged for the fish with supplies, probably after some transactions, so it really wasn't cheap. There was some leftover spices from yesterday, so Stella decided to make a fish stew. Rosie was diligent, with Dylan assisting her.

When Stella wasn't looking, Dylan slipped a small pack of chocolate-covered almonds into Rosie's pocket. Snacks were too precious and Rosie didn't want any.

"Rosie, I saved these especially for you. We have more at home." As he said this, he peeled one and placed it in her mouth, "Is it sweet?"

"Mmm." Rosie smiled at him, "You're so nice, Dylan."

Encouraged by her praise, Dylan was overjoyed, whispering into her ear, "I only gave one to the others."

By "the others", he was referring to the adults' children.

Rosie, being singled out for special treatment, was pleased. "After dinner, I'll teach you some boxing, Dylan."

"Sure!" Dylan squatted next to her, helping with the chores. "The water's too cold, Rosie. Let me do it." Father and son, both inept in the kitchen, relished the creamy fish stew, and they were extremely content.

"Dad, the fish head Rosie made is really good."

Austin corrected his son, "Nonsense, Stella made it."

"Rosie fried the fish, and I helped with the veggies."

"Really? You can do that now? You're amazing, son."

As they chatted and ate, Austin noticed Stella's glowing complexion and asked, "Some wealthy ladies have been looking for skincare products. So you have a supplier?" Actually, she did have quite a few stashed away in Arcadia.

"What brand do they want?"

long as it's fragrant and hasn't

considering it was four years into the apocalypse, finding something usable was already a feat. Regardless of the

generic moisturizer. At first, everyone complained it smelt worse than manure, but in the end, they nearly came to blows over it. As long as there was stock, he could sell it

few bottles. I'll

office building. No matter how long

his requests, "Those are in high demand, and everyone wants

in a myriad of diseases. If it had been before the apocalypse, curing these diseases wouldn't have been an issue. But where would you find medicine in

learned their lesson, but it was already too late. Now,

"Cough, cough."

on a fish bone when he heard Austin asking Stella for condoms at the dinner table. His

amusing. Stella, on the other hand, surprised them all with her response,

choked again, "That's a fair point. Jasper, you're a

table, Rosie was confused, "What are you

Jasper truly choked. Fortunately, it was just on

wouldn't be able to trade them for anything she wanted. Better

we found

readily agreed, "Sure, no problem." He

cigars, "A friend gifted these, but I think they

Lukas had given them yesterday. Jasper didn't smoke, and Arcadia had plenty of better choices. There was no need to keep

windfall, "What do you guys need

fresh beef or lamb,

days off, left his

it was the holiday season. Jasper didn't object, so

the holidays, they had to be mindful of safety and

was

were security patrols around, so the criminals

team was hastily put together, so the performance lacked the grandeur and thrill of the pre-apocalypse era. But it was still