After relying on the motherland, my supermarket has become more and more prosperous.

Before Xu Wenzhao's investigation results came out.

In fact, Jiang Wanwan had wondered in her heart how much national destiny factor he had.

Using supermarket prices as a guide, it might be around 1,000, 10,000, or 20,000.

But Jiang Wanwan didn't expect that the number would be as high as over 60,000?

Perhaps, compared with the hundreds of thousands of faith values of Li Yun and Yuan Yang in the strange world, these more than 60,000 national destiny factors are not many.

But one thing needs to be made clear, the situations in these two worlds are completely different.

In the strange world, faith value is both currency and personal strength.

Even if you have so much faith, would you spend it all at once? No, and I wouldn't dare.

But in this trial world today, the national destiny factor can, or must be, spent all at once.

After all, Jiang Wanwan can only stay at this time point for 24 hours.

Even if these factors of national destiny are kept, we can only watch them in the future and there will be no chance to use them.

With more than 60,000 national destiny factors, how much supplies do we have to buy at once?

The key point is that this is only owned by one person, and there are hundreds of Red Army soldiers sitting in the supermarket!

Jiang Wanwan had already started to fantasize in her mind, and for the first time she wanted to praise the system for its generosity!

Compared to Jiang Wanwan's surprise, Xu Wenzhao, who didn't understand the meaning of this data, was more nervous.

"Is that a lot? Is it enough to buy a pack of fever-reducing medicine?"

Jiang Wanwan smiled, her voice filled with excitement as she delivered the good news immediately.

"Of course it's enough. A packet of fever-reducing medicine is only 100 points, and a bun is also only worth 100 points. Do you think it's too much?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes widened, as if they were hit by a huge gold ingot.

Xu Wenzhao even counted on his fingers, "That's 688 hundred points. That means after buying a pack of fever-reducing medicine, I can still buy 687 steamed buns. Each brother can get more than one..."

At the end, Xu Wenzhao was almost on the verge of tears. He looked up at Jiang Wanwan, in disbelief yet expectation, and asked in a choked voice, "Is this... is this true?"

"It's true!" Jiang Wanwan nodded vigorously and answered affirmatively.

Now, everyone finally felt a sense of reality, excitement surged up, and they hugged each other excitedly.

"Great! I can exchange Mr. Hu's fever-reducing medicine for some more buns!"

"This bun looks and tastes delicious. I never dared to dream of such a good thing!"

"Now that we have food, we can definitely get out of the grassland!"

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Looking at the Red Army soldiers cheering heartily, Jiang Wanwan didn't want to disturb them, but had to ask.

"Let's go shopping first! I'll get you a pack of fever-reducing medicine, and give each soldier a steamed bun?"

Jiang Wanwan mentioned the plan that Xu Wenzhao had mentioned before, but she didn't expect to be opposed.

"No, I'll just exchange one packet of fever-reducing medicine for Mr. Hu first. As for the rest..."

After Xu Wenzhao flatly refused, he tried his best to ignore the looks of his brothers behind him and made a more comprehensive decision.

"Miss Jiang, you should have other goods here, right? I want to wait until I have learned everything before I speak."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then she immediately reacted and tried to persuade him.

"Captain Xu, are you worried that after buying the buns, you won't have enough points left to exchange for other essential supplies? There's absolutely no need to worry about that!"

"I've said before that, except for you, all the warriors present here have a lot of contribution points. You don't have to worry about not having enough, but you should worry about not being able to take them away!"

Not to mention the other 400-odd soldiers, just the impact of Hu Gong on the country's destiny is probably several times that of Xu Wenzhao.

Comparing with Xu Wenzhao's value, if Hu Gong's national destiny factor is not hundreds of thousands, Jiang Wanwan's name is written upside down.

The amount of materials that can be exchanged for so many national destiny factors is probably unimaginable.

It was definitely not something that a mere 400 people could take away, not to mention that they were struggling to cross the grassland.

Xu Wenzhao is spending money cautiously now, because he will probably be heartbroken when he faces the supplies that he cannot take away later!

Jiang Wanwan had to remind them, "And there's one thing I need to clarify. I'll only be here for 24 hours. Whether we meet again after that depends on fate, so you need to spend all the points you have."

"With so few of you and so many wounded, you may not be able to take everything you exchange for, so it's best to eat as much as possible to reduce the burden!"

Now, let’s try our best to feed all the soldiers, and then have another full meal tomorrow morning. Finally, we will take away as much supplies as we can.

This is the best way Jiang Wanwan could think of to maximize benefits. She can be said to have worried about these Red Army soldiers.

Xu Wenzhao naturally understood what Jiang Wanwan wanted to express.

Although he didn't quite believe that there would be so much supplies that they couldn't be taken away, if it were true, every soldier would have a certain amount of money that could be exchanged for supplies.

Then it seems feasible to give each soldier a bun in exchange for it.

After all, it was very difficult for them to walk here, and they had eaten all the food. If they delayed any further, someone might not be able to hold on.

Xu Wenzhao hesitated and turned back to glance at the soldiers behind him. They were pale and thin, and they were clearly praying in their hearts, but they remained silent.

"Then let's exchange it for a packet of antipyretic medicine first, and there are 1 buns." Xu Wenzhao gritted his teeth and made the final decision.

When their 11th Regiment started the Long March, there were more than a thousand people. Now there are only 457 brothers left, and not a single one can be lost.

When Jiang Wanwan heard this, she immediately waved her hand and couldn't wait to take out the corresponding number of buns from the system grid.

Don't get her wrong, she's not doing this for business this time, she just wants every Red Army soldier to have a bun.

A mountain of buns was piled up directly in front of Jiang Wanwan.

She had to move aside, then picked up a bun and handed it to Xu Wenzhao first.

Xu Wenzhao swallowed his saliva and took the bun, but did not put it into his mouth. Instead, he handed it to the Red Army soldier next to him and called the battalion commander to distribute the buns.

The reason for distributing it was not because we were afraid that the Red Army would fight over it, but because we were afraid that no one would be willing to take it first.

As for Xu Wenzhao, he asked Jiang Wanwan for antipyretics and prepared to go find Mr. Hu.